Heaven-Slaying

Ye Feng woke early and cultivated after practicing all night. Ever since he had begun cultivating the "Nine Yang Manual," he rarely slept. After washing up, he headed to his master Koushirou's room.

When he arrived, he found his master waiting for him with two katanas in hand.

Seeing this, Ye Feng walked over, bowed slightly, and respectfully said, "This student, Ye Feng, greets Master."

Master Koushirou tossed one of the swords to Ye Feng and said with a smile, "You don't need to be so restrained around me. Come with me."

Ye Feng caught the sword and followed Koushirou.

They walked to a large tree that had likely lived for decades. Master Koushirou turned to Ye Feng and said, "Watch carefully."

As soon as he spoke, Koushirou's aura changed. He seemed to become a sword himself, and his clothes fluttered despite the absence of wind. Then, he raised the sword in his hand and gently slashed forward.

The slash looked light and effortless, yet the tree, thick enough to require three people to encircle it, was cleaved in two by the sharp sword strike. Looking farther ahead, one could see a fissure dozens of meters long carved into the ground. Even the clouds in the sky had been split apart.

Ye Feng stared in astonishment and blurted out, "Holy shit!"

He absolutely had to learn such an ultimate move. If he did not learn it, what would be the difference between him and a salted fish?

Once he learned it, he could show off. Haha.

The commotion quickly caught the attention of passersby and the children in the dojo.

None of them had expected the sword technique their master Koushirou had created over many years to be so powerful. Everyone stared at Koushirou, dumbfounded.

At that moment, Ye Feng closed his eyes and continued recalling how his master had delivered that slash.

"Hey, Ye Feng, don't tell me you were scared stupid?" one of the dojo children said.

"Yeah, yeah, he must have been scared stupid. Otherwise, why would he have his eyes closed?" Another child chimed in after someone took the lead.

Hearing his dojo disciples gossiping, Master Koushirou turned to them and said, "All of you, shut up." Seeing that their master was angry, the disciples wisely kept their mouths shut.

"Ye Feng, did you understand it? How much did you learn?" Master Koushirou asked, staring at Ye Feng, who was still thinking with his eyes closed.

Ye Feng opened his eyes and said confidently, "I learned all of it."

What a joke. I have the super memory from the jade pendant.

How could I possibly fail to remember something this simple?

Master Koushirou said somewhat disbelievingly, "Are you sure you learned it?"

After all, this was a sword move I had spent many years creating. How could he learn it after seeing it once?

Then he said unhappily, "Ye Feng, I originally intended to test you with this sword technique, but you are being far too arrogant. You claim to have learned a sword technique I spent years creating after seeing it once? That is impossible. Stop joking around."

Ye Feng felt that Koushirou's doubt was only natural. After all, if something he had spent years creating was learned by a six-year-old after seeing it once, he would not believe it either. But he had a cheat—what did he have to fear?

Koushirou still sounded unconvinced. "Then show me once."

Ye Feng gripped his Abyss Rainbow Sword and slowly raised it. He took a deep breath, then closed his eyes again.

Two or three minutes later, Ye Feng suddenly opened his eyes! The sword in his hand lightly slashed forward. Then he stood still, sheathed his sword, exhaled, and opened his eyes in one fluid motion.

At first, nothing changed. Then, suddenly, the changes began.

First, the tree that had just been cut into two was sliced by the sharp sword qi into pieces smaller than a palm. The ground was split open as well! And the slash was deeper and longer than Koushirou's sword qi from before.

Even the sky seemed to have been torn open by a massive gash.

It was exactly the same sword technique Koushirou had used just now. Yet it was even stronger and more domineering than Koushirou's.

Everyone watching, including Koushirou, the dojo disciples, and Kuina, stood dumbfounded. Two of them were so shocked that they seemed to have been scared silly.

Koushirou said with disbelief written all over his face, "It seems calling him a genius before was wrong. He learned it after watching it once! You're a monster!" Could it be that I've spent all these years living like a dog? he thought to himself.

Kuina's cheeks flushed red. She began to think, Ye Feng... he really learned Father's strongest sword technique. Does that mean I... I have to marry him?

Koushirou looked at Kuina, who was lost in romantic thoughts, then looked at Ye Feng and thought, Have I really grown old?

Ye Feng looked at Koushirou and asked, "Master, what is this sword technique called?"

Koushirou was stunned that Ye Feng had learned his strongest sword technique after seeing it once, but then he became excited. At last, someone would inherit his legacy. Smiling faintly, he said to Ye Feng, "This sword technique is called Heaven-Slaying!"

Ye Feng raised the sword in his hand toward the sky and said, "Heaven-Slaying? What a domineering name."

Over the following year, Ye Feng first cultivated the Nine Yang Sword Scripture to the second level in the back mountain. Afterward, he cultivated the Nine Yang Manual to the fourth level, where his inner power became inexhaustible.