So That's How It Is-This Is Black Heaven
"Rumor has it that your swordsmanship is divine. Your previous gait and demeanor showed traces of swordsmanship. I never expected you to have a natural Sword Bone. It's a pity you're wasting your talent on swordsmanship!" Yu Zhiyu's eyes lit up slightly. Then, without saying anything more, she lightly held her sword in her right hand and charged towards Liu Feng.
Liu Feng felt a tremor in his body and mind, followed by a resonant sound from his Sword Bone. He gripped the ordinary longsword in his hand, silently recited the Clear Heart Record, and charged forward. As the two swords clashed, Liu Feng felt a sharp pain in his hand, his grip on the longsword faltering, and it almost slipped from his grasp.
Looking at the longsword placed at his neck, Liu Feng realized just how far he was from a true master. His opponent surpassed him in skill, strength, and realm. If he used the Five Tigers Gate-Severing Blade with its unreasonable and ferocious aura, Liu Feng might have a chance to protect himself. However, with an unsystematic sword technique, even with his current physical strength, he was no match for Yu Zhiyu.
"He has brute strength but lacks any real talent; he's completely clueless!" Yu Zhiyu said, her eyes filled with disappointment. "If this is what the so-called Black Heaven Secret Treasure is all about, then I don't believe the Black Heaven is the necessary resource for advancing to the Innate Realm!"
"I'll give you one more chance. Show me your true strength!" Yu Zhiyu took a half step back, withdrawing the blade from Liu Feng's neck. His tone became slightly cold, as if a sharp blade had pierced Liu Feng's heart.
Liu Feng's expression darkened. Even with so many fortuitous encounters, he was still just a piece of trash. Black ink kept oozing from his body. Liu Feng felt another version of himself rapidly spreading and rising in the abyss of his mind, while his Sword Bone made cracking sounds, and the nascent Sword Bone were completely destroyed.
"Are those inks the so-called secret of the Black Heaven?" Yu Zhiyu's spirits lifted slightly, spreading throughout the world. The half-finished artistic conception Synchronization with the heavens and earth, and the torrential rain seemed to pulsate with his breath.
"Hohohoho, I'm back again!" Liu Feng laughed maniacally, the ink around him swirling and transforming into a great Dao, red light spreading from his eyes, and black energy rising from his body, almost tangible.
"I have to thank you for taking down that good-for-nothing, which gave me the chance to come out. Since that's the case, I'll grant you death!" The Liu Feng's Inner Demon's ferocious aura spread, and he pounced on Yu Zhiyu like a tiger. A white light flashed, and a bloody wind blew up, blowing away the falling rain.
The longsword and the broadsword clashed. At the point of impact, the broadsword split apart, and the longsword passed right through it. The broadsword, carrying boundless killing intent, rushed towards Yu Zhiyu. Before the sword even arrived, the killing intent sliced open the bamboo hat Yu Zhiyu was wearing on her head.
If a normal person were hit by this malevolent energy, they would be stunned and then cleaved in two. But Yu Zhiyu was different. His spirit Integration into the heavy rain. Although the malevolent energy was fierce, it could not cleave the Yu Zhiyu's heart.
Seeing this, Yu Zhiyu turned her hand, flicked her longsword, and slapped the broadsword up. Then she swung her sword, unleashing a barrage of sword strikes like rain. Liu Feng roared, and his broadsword transformed into countless streaks of white light as he parried the relentless sword attacks from the other side.
Yu Zhiyu squinted. Outside, the rain was drizzling, and so was his heart. Dark clouds hung over his heart, like a lonely grave, like the never-ending rain.
"Please, senior, save my wife's life!" Yu Zhiyu knelt before a small bamboo house. The bamboo leaves were green, and a light rain was pattering on the bamboo leaves. From the carriage behind him, the sound of a woman coughing could be heard from time to time.
"Your wife's illness is a congenital defect, ordained by fate and unchangeable. Please return!" the person inside the bamboo house said softly. Then, the person continued to play the bamboo flute, the sound beautiful, yet strangely hollow.
"Please have mercy, senior! As long as my wife's congenital defect is cured, Zhiyu is willing to give everything!" It was another paradise on earth. The whole valley was filled with birdsong and the fragrance of flowers. In the distance, a young man in white was painting nature. The painting seemed to contain the Great Dao, yet it also seemed to be completely empty.
"Fate has been decided. Your wife is destined to die in three months. You should give up. You have innate talent, and I hope you won't waste it!" The young man added the final step to the canvas with a fake smile, Yu Zhiyu's pleas.
"You have the ability to observe qi, so you should understand that although we are born with the ability to defy fate, we will never try to change it!" An old monk turned the prayer beads in his hand, closed his eyes, and said, "Everything in the world is in the Buddha's palm. All things have their own destiny. Accept your fate!"
"Senior once taught three Innate Realm experts. Please grant me the method to advance! Since they are unwilling to save me, I will advance to the Innate Realm myself to save them!" Yu Zhiyu said in a cold voice. In the past few days, he had visited seven or eight Innate Realm experts, but all of them refused outright.
An old Daoist priest sat before a precipice, gazing at the scene below as if observing something intriguing. "We cultivators pursue the Dao, and martial artists must also establish a connection with heaven and earth to reach the Innate Realm. It's a pity, however, that to advance, one must possess the Black Heaven Secret Treasure. Asking me for guidance is useless."
"Your wife has only half a month to live, and in ten days, someone here will be holding the secrets of the Black Heaven. You can learn from him, but things may not go as you wish!" The old Daoist priest pointed to a path below the cliff and said with a sorrowful expression.
Now, Yu Zhiyu, holding a long sword, stood on this path, watching Liu Feng, who exuded boundless murderous aura. Her spirit and will became increasingly turbulent, as if Integration into the entire downpour. Her sword was like rain, and she herself was like rain, suppressing Liu Feng's murderous aura. No matter how the ink-stained blade in Liu Feng's hand changed, it could not escape Yu Zhiyu's continuous rain.
"How is this possible? A mere mortal insect..." The Liu Feng's Inner Demon roared like a madman, but he couldn't reverse the decline. This person's spirit and will were beyond his control. He found that he could not perceive the other person's thoughts, or rather, the other person's thoughts were like a torrential rain, unstoppable.
With a series of swift sword strikes, Liu Feng's meridians in his hands and feet were severed, and he collapsed to the ground like a worm, unable to move, only able to let the heavy rain pour down on him. Yu Zhiyu pressed her sword against Liu Feng's body, but did not find the Black Heaven Secret Treasure.
However, Liu Feng was not alarmed. The person in front of him had comprehended the secrets of the Black Heaven. He was a living Black Heaven Secret Treasure. Yu Zhiyu's spiritual power surged out like a tide, and she activated her Qi Observation ability to the fullest extent, penetrating deep into Liu Feng's heart to understand the secrets of the Black Heaven.
The silver dragon flashed in the sky again, and two seconds later, a muffled thud was heard again. Yu Zhiyu opened his eyes, blood beginning to spill from the corner of his mouth. He looked at Liu Feng on the ground and laughed heartily.
He turned and went up the path to the cliff, where there was a carriage. The woman inside was probably on her deathbed. Yu Zhiyu wanted to go back to her now, regardless of whether it was true or not, it would be good to die with her.
Yu Zhiyu picked up his wife from inside the carriage, looked up at the dark, shadowy sky, and smiled, "So that's how it is, this is the Black Heaven."
After saying this, Yu Zhiyu looked at his wife with affection, then hugged her and jumped off the cliff. "If that's the innate talent, I'd rather not take it!"