A Powerful New Art

Though Zhang Xiaofan did not understand what Luo Yunji meant, seeing that he was full of energy now, he did not keep urging him to rest.

Even if he did, Luo Yunji would probably still go his own way and ignore him completely.

"I'm about to finish this! I'm not talking to you for now!" Luo Yunji said rather impatiently without even lifting his head.

"Oh!" Zhang Xiaofan moved a few steps to the side somewhat helplessly, but his gaze stayed fixed on Luo Yunji the whole time, his expression looking a little aggrieved.

After a whole day, Luo Yunji was still sitting at the desk, writing and drawing. Even his meals were brought over by Zhang Xiaofan and eaten in the room.

Zhang Xiaofan was very worried, but his little junior brother would not listen to anything he said. He did not dare go find anyone else either, afraid his little junior brother would be unhappy, so he just paced back and forth not far away in distress, his gaze fixed on Luo Yunji the entire time.

Until, with a soft bang, Luo Yunji fainted again, his round head knocking against the desk.

Zhang Xiaofan was so frightened that he immediately ran over, laboriously carried him to the bed, and tucked him in. He turned to go find his master, but was pulled back by a hand.

"Little junior brother..." Zhang Xiaofan was so worried he was about to cry.

"I'm fine! I just strained my mind a bit. I'll be all right after resting for a while!" Luo Yunji said through gritted teeth, enduring the headache.

"Then, wh-what should we do now!" Zhang Xiaofan's eyes went red with anxiety.

"Little senior brother, help rub it for me again! Once you rub it, it won't hurt anymore!"

"Oh!" Hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan hurriedly raised his hand and wiped his eyes with his sleeve, took off his shoes, climbed onto the bed, and gently rubbed Luo Yunji's temples.

Only when the moon had crossed the middle of the sky did Luo Yunji's brows finally ease.

Xiaofan also let out a tired breath of relief. Seeing that Luo Yunji had fallen asleep, he cultivated for a while himself, then hastily lay down and fell asleep.

In the following days, Luo Yunji was no longer writing and drawing at the desk. Instead, he performed strange movements in the room, like dancing, yet also like boxing; in any case, they were things Zhang Xiaofan had never seen before.

Zhang Xiaofan's willingness to answer every request made Luo Yunji very satisfied. As time passed, it gradually formed into a kind of dependence.

Under Zhang Xiaofan's repeated pleas, Luo Yunji also stopped exhausting his mind thinking about things, and merely practiced those odd movements every day. Otherwise, he went with Zhang Xiaofan and Tian Linger to the back mountain to do their lessons. Of course, the little fatty still only cared about playing and sleeping.

As for lessons... hmph, hmph! What nonsense was that!

Time trickled by bit by bit, and many things quietly changed with its passing, some good and some bad. In short, Big Bamboo Peak was shrouded in a joyful atmosphere for the entire day today.

"Almost there! Good thing there aren't any lingering aftereffects!" Tian Buyi said with a happy laugh after examining his little disciple's body.

Little junior brother's injury was healed! Everyone was happy for him. And the happiest among them was Zhang Xiaofan.

Watching over him nervously every day, combined with the fact that Luo Yunji was not an obedient sort and could come up with all kinds of strange ideas at any time, had made him suffer terribly.

During this period, Luo Yunji's attempts also reached their final result. He had succeeded!

The Azure Cloud Sect's "Taiji Mystic Purity Dao," upon reaching the fifth level, would produce different cultivation effects according to each person's differences; it could also be said that this was where divergences in spell skills began to arise. For example, the most renowned "Divine Sword Thunder Command True Art" was one of Azure Cloud's four great secret techniques. And all four of these great secret techniques could only be fully executed with sword-type magic treasures.

It was not that other magic treasures could not bring them forth, but they were just missing that thread of charm and felt somewhat off; their power also seemed to be reduced by that tiny bit.

What Luo Yunji had been attempting during this period, however, was a spell formula!

Secret techniques required certain conditions before they could be executed. The requirements for executing a spell formula, however, were much lower than those for a secret technique. A secret technique was a move in which technique and spell were one. A spell formula was only one application of spell.

"Heaven and earth without bounds, Mystic Purity righteous law; Qian and Kun in proper order, all methods return to one." In the courtyard, Luo Yunji's bodily movements were like a dance, giving off a feeling both profound and pleasing to the eye. It seemed like a kind of boxing art, the movements simple and powerful; fist, finger, palm, leg—every motion seemed to contain a special meaning, and every motion was filled with some mysterious charm.

"Go!" A clear child's shout rang out!

Boom! Where Luo Yunji's sword fingers pointed, a trench about one zhang wide and about nine zhang long was carved into the ground, and wherever the force passed, whether stone or grass and trees, all were shattered and blown apart.

"Ha! Ha! Ha! I did it!" Seeing the deep trench he had created in the ground, Luo Yunji cried out happily.

"Li-little junior brother! That's amazing!" Zhang Xiaofan stared dumbfounded at the sight before him. The destructive power made him unable to help swallowing, and he praised him in a frightened yet heartfelt voice.

"Ha!.. Haha!!.. Hahaha!" Luo Yunji propped his hands on his waist and threw back his neck, laughing smugly.

He laughed smugly! Laughed smugly!...

"What happened!" Such a great commotion here naturally drew everyone on Big Bamboo Peak over, just as expected.

When the group who arrived saw the huge trench in the ground, they all became alert.

After Zhang Xiaofan's explanation, everyone looked at Luo Yunji, who was still laughing smugly, with faces full of disbelief.

All his senior brothers' eyes shone even more as they looked at him.

The other six peaks of Azure Cloud each had their own unique arts. Now, it seemed their Big Bamboo Peak also had a unique spell!

"Hmph, hmph!" Luo Yunji proudly lifted his chin, wearing an expression of "hurry up and praise me!" that made everyone's hands itch, yet they had no choice. For the sake of the new art, flattering smiles appeared on their faces one after another.

"You made this?" Tian Buyi sounded rather unconvinced.

Creating a new spell formula was not something that could be done with talent and comprehension alone. Over Azure Cloud's several thousand years, it was not as if there had been no geniuses, nor had there been few people of excellent comprehension, but apart from those two or three ancestral masters, no one had created any powerful spell formula or secret technique!

None at all.

And this little disciple of his, whose daily routine was like a pig's, had just fiddled around and produced a new spell formula?

Looking at that "fresh" trench in the ground, it seemed the spell formula that had caused it was not weak in power either!

"Want to try it?!" Luo Yunji lifted his face and looked at his senior brothers with an infuriatingly smug expression, provoking them.

"I'll try it!" Among the disciples, aside from Luo Yunji, this little monster, the one with the highest cultivation was the eldest senior brother, Song Daren.

"Eldest senior brother, you'd better be careful!" Luo Yunji took up his stance and said in a manner that made people want to hit him.

"Come!" Song Daren took out his magic treasure, "Ten Tigers," and faced off against Luo Yunji with full concentration.

"Heaven and earth without bounds, Mystic Purity righteous law; Qian and Kun in proper order, all methods return to one." Each line of the chant corresponded to several movements.

When the four lines of the chant were finished and the movements were likewise completed, Luo Yunji's surrounding fluctuations of magic power rose sharply, and the intensity displayed by the energy he sensed even made Tian Buyi become alert, just in case.

"Go!" With a shout, Luo Yunji thrust his sword fingers toward Song Daren opposite him, and a powerful surge of magic power erupted suddenly.

Song Daren gripped his magic treasure "Ten Tigers" tightly with both hands and cleaved out with all his strength. Luo Yunji's cultivation was already higher than his to begin with, and he had seen the power of the new art earlier. If he did not use his full strength, he might lose in a very ugly fashion. Moreover, his master was at the side, so there was no fear of accidents.