Apprenticeship, Ghost Slaying Blade Art

But to be honest, he wasn't opposed to it either.

After all, he was alone in the world, and his very purpose in joining this Yama Gate was to learn its profound blade techniques.

Now that he could become a disciple of Chen Delu, it was naturally something he couldn't ask for more.

Thinking this, Liang Qisheng didn't hesitate for a moment. He immediately knelt down without delay.

He held the Decapitation Ghost Blade in both hands and bowed upward.

"Your disciple Liang Qisheng requests the master's acceptance into his tutelage."

"Good, good, good..."

Liang Qisheng's actions immediately relaxed Chen Delu's expression.

A smile appeared on his face as he nodded repeatedly.

"Your master agrees to your request, but this place isn't suitable for taking on a disciple."

Chen Delu glanced at the Ancestral Hall, then turned to Zhao Hu and ordered, "Go! Reopen the Inner Courtyard. I want to take this disciple in."

"Yes!"

Zhao Hu, the Senior Brother who always had the final say in the Outer Courtyard, was extremely obedient before Old Master Chen. He respectfully turned and left.

"Good disciple, follow me."

Old Master Chen took Liang Qisheng's hand and led him outside, as if afraid he might vanish on the spot.

In the blink of an eye, several days passed.

On the Martial Arts Arena deeper within the Yama Gate's Inner Courtyard, Liang Qisheng swung a heavy blade with a smooth spine—something between a Mo Blade and a Tang Blade—whistling through the air with fierce momentum.

As the blade edge cut through the air, sounds of tearing silk erupted all around. Its sharpness was fully exposed, and the sliced air scattered in all directions.

After a moment, he still felt his arms aching.

This blade was far too heavy. Wielding it freely was no easy task, especially when it involved such intricate blade techniques and coordination between hand and eye.

He stopped his movements, his face flushed red, white steam rising from the top of his head.

"This Ghost Slaying Blade Art involves numerous variations, a full ninety-two blade forms linked together, and it must be coordinated with breathing, circulation of qi and blood—it's far too complex."

"If an ordinary person hasn't trained their basic blade techniques to a certain level, comprehending it is absolutely impossible."

"Even for me, with my Decapitation Blade Technique at perfection, entering the gate is still extremely difficult. I've spent over ten days and haven't even touched the threshold. To truly enter the gate, I'm afraid I'll need more time!"

Since becoming a disciple of Old Master Chen, Liang Qisheng had also become a core disciple of the Yama Gate, but his identity had not been made public.

The Inner Courtyard of this Yama Sect was very peculiar, even more secretive, seemingly completely different from ordinary martial arts schools and sects.

Although Liang Qisheng had his suspicions about this situation, he didn't show them.

He had only come to train in martial arts, not for fame or profit.

The entire Yama Sect was structured more like a pyramid. At its peak naturally stood Master Chen, the pillar of the executioner lineage.

Below him were Senior Brother Zhao Hu and some Inner Courtyard disciples, while the Outer Courtyard, which taught the Decapitation Blade Technique for a fee, only housed basic students—the foundation for selecting the best of the best.

The Yama Gate's reputation wasn't widespread, but it was an old-established force with extremely deep foundations. Liang Qisheng was still willing to develop quietly and improve his strength.

And this Ghost Slaying Blade Art was personally taught to Liang Qisheng by Old Master Chen after a simple apprenticeship ceremony in the Inner Courtyard.

It was an advanced blade technique within the Decapitation Blade Technique lineage.

At the same time, Old Master Chen instructed him never to speak of the Decapitation Ghost Blade and the Seven Kill Blade Intent from that day.

Otherwise, it would easily invite deadly disaster.

If it leaked, the sect rules would impose the punishment of Three Blades Nine Holes.

Liang Qisheng quickly agreed verbally.

He still had a "Seven Kill Blood-Transforming Divine Blade" in his mind. Just hearing the name told him it was extraordinary. He wished he could put a lock on his mouth—how could he possibly blabber it out and cause trouble for himself?

But that Seven Kill Blood-Transforming Divine Blade was completely grayed out in the data panel, in a sealed state. Even if Liang Qisheng wanted to cultivate it, it was impossible.

As for this Ghost Slaying Blade Art, it clearly involved the true lineage inheritance of the Yama Gate's Inner Courtyard.

Liang Qisheng had already cultivated the Decapitation Blade Technique to perfection, but entering the gate of this Ghost Slaying Blade Art was not easy.

He had stumbled through it, spending quite a long time already.

But regarding this situation, Old Master Chen came to observe a few times and was instead very satisfied, constantly praising him as a genius in blade practice.

And Senior Brother Zhao Hu beside him looked on with envy, making Liang Qisheng wonder if he was losing his mind. This showed just how difficult it was to enter the gate of this Ghost Slaying Blade Art.

These days, he had stayed here without going out, honing this blade manual.

"Name: Liang Qisheng

Realm: Flesh Refining Middle Stage.

Lifespan: 68 years."

Technique: Black Tiger Fist 79%(+)

Ghost Slaying Blade Art (Not Yet Entered)

Seven Kill Blood-Transforming Divine Blade! (Contains Blade Intent, Exceeds Bearing Realm, Sealed)

Auxiliary: Hundred Herb Scripture!

Merit: 78!"

Liang Qisheng looked at the data above. Although the Ghost Slaying Blade Art had been recorded, it was entirely gray, with no plus sign appearing afterward. There was simply no way to activate it using Merit Points.

"Ghost Slaying Blade Art is unfathomable, possessing the ability to hide divine machinations and ghostly secrets, involving numerous variations. It's far harder to enter the threshold than the Decapitation Blade Technique."

"But as long as I persevere, once I step through that door, with Merit Points to add, any difficult technique or martial art won't be a big problem for me!"

Liang Qisheng had already anticipated this situation in his heart. What he lacked most right now was actually Merit Points.

This resource had no other source; it was entirely accumulated through human lives. But great villains weren't like taro in a field, planted in the ground for him to chop at will.

Along the way, the techniques and martial arts he practiced had grown more and more numerous.

From the initially recorded Black Tiger Fist and Decapitation Blade Technique to the current Ghost Slaying Blade Art, all were starving, true big consumers of Merit Points.

"Master said this Ghost Slaying Blade Art is completely different from the previous Decapitation Blade Technique."

"That one is easy to learn but hard to master, while this martial art is extremely demanding on one's talent for blade comprehension, making it difficult to cultivate. Even Senior Brother has trained for several years without reaching even minor success."

Liang Qisheng always had a plan for himself. He also knew that going too far was as bad as falling short, so he temporarily gave up his obsession with Ghost Slaying Blade Art and turned to adding points to Black Tiger Fist.

This Black Tiger Fist was the method Old Man Zhao had passed down to him for establishing himself in the world, and even now he still benefited greatly from it.

The thirty-six forms of the Black Tiger Fist stance were already etched into his bones, fully integrated and mastered.

During this time, he continued to persist in his executioner profession. Combined with what he had saved before, he barely scraped together his current Merit Points.

Now, while he continued to gnaw away at the hard bone of Ghost Slaying Blade Art, on the other hand, he used Merit Points to add and continue the transformation of the Black Tiger Fist stance.

Here, Liang Qisheng hesitated no longer. He directly poured all his Merit Points into it at once.

Immediately, in Liang Qisheng's mind, the imposing figure appeared once more, continuing to evolve the techniques contained within Black Tiger Fist Scripture.

Black Tiger Digs Heart!

Black Tiger Coils Mountain!