The Azure Mountain Sect Master's Outstanding Comprehension! [Bonus Chapter 5]

The Azure Mountain Sect Master's Outstanding Comprehension! [Bonus Chapter 5] Azure Mountain Sect.

Ever since parting with the woman in white last time, Lin Hao had been somewhat absentminded.

She was his first woman. Though he had never known what had happened from beginning to end, nor did he know her name.

Still, those words had left a deep impression on him.

What was cultivation ultimately for?

For immortality?

For doing whatever one pleased?

Or for protecting the one he loved?

Standing at the entrance of the Azure Mountain Sect.

Lin Hao heard the greeting of the disciples guarding the mountain, but he did not respond and simply walked into the sect.

"Brother Lin Hao, you're back!"

Suddenly, a crisp female voice rang out. Jin Ling'er had somehow appeared beside Lin Hao.

Seeing Lin Hao's listless appearance, Jin Ling'er wrinkled her nose, looking somewhat puzzled.

"What is it, Brother Lin Hao? Did something major happen at home again?"

Walking in front of Lin Hao, Jin Ling'er looked at him with concern and asked.

"Ah? No... it's nothing."

Only then did Lin Hao realize that Jin Ling'er was standing before him. He froze for a moment, then tried to brush it off with a smile.

"Really?"

Jin Ling'er seemed unconvinced and continued asking with concern.

"Really. I just gained a little insight into cultivation and need some quiet time."

Finding an excuse, Lin Hao smiled and said to Jin Ling'er.

Before he could finish speaking, he felt something soft against his chest.

Jin Ling'er had thrown herself into his arms. She whispered into his ear, "Brother Lin Hao, no matter what happens, you still have Ling'er."

"Scumbag."

Floating somewhere unknown, Gu Yuan spat out two words at the sight.

Romance was boring.

Better to go see what their sect master was doing.

The sect master's cave abode.

Tang Dongyang held a longsword in his hand, examining it carefully.

The longsword's design was unremarkable. There were patterns on its hilt, while its blade gleamed silver.

During his previous battle with that person from another world, the opponent had fallen, but Tang Dongyang had brought this longsword back.

The sword was a magical artifact. If he had not been busy breaking through his realm, he would have started studying it long ago.

Its grade should not be high.

After all, the opponent had only been an early Foundation Establishment cultivator.

After inspecting the longsword for a while, Tang Dongyang tried channeling spiritual energy into it.

In an instant, the sword released ripples of spiritual energy. It became even sharper, filled with a murderous aura.

Sure enough, novels didn't lie.

There was just one thing—he seemed not to have dripped blood on it to claim it as his own.

He swung it casually in his hand, and a single slash split the massive boulder before him apart.

A fine sword.

If he had wielded this sword against that cultivator from another world, he would not have needed the help of the other two elders at all.

"Unfortunately, he died too thoroughly. He didn't leave behind any killing techniques or manuals."

After testing the sword in his hand, Tang Dongyang set it down and sighed.

There were differences between cultivators.

That cultivator from another world possessed both magical artifacts and offensive techniques.

One could imagine how widespread such things were in his world.

According to what the man had said, if cultivators from another world descended upon them, they would find it difficult to resist.

Hard.

Too hard.

It was not that Tang Dongyang did not want to pass on the teachings to others, to prepare for a possible crisis.

But the Qi Refining Formula in his memories seemed to be an instinct and could not be written down.

He was already over fifty.

He had not expected that, at his age, he would still have to save the world.

Tang Dongyang shook his head slightly, feeling somewhat helpless.

For now, it seemed that manuals and offensive techniques could only be comprehended on one's own.

Hanging the longsword at his waist, Tang Dongyang let out a long breath and headed straight for the sect's so-called rear mountain.

Even the production crew had not renovated certain parts of the so-called rear mountain.

It was a desolate area, its slopes densely covered in trees.

Offensive techniques had ultimately been comprehended by people. If others could comprehend them, why couldn't he?

With a longsword in hand, Tang Dongyang looked solemnly at the many trees before him.

Move by move, he began creating offensive techniques.

An offensive technique from scratch?

Watching Tang Dongyang practice coordinating his spiritual energy with the longsword, Gu Yuan had to admire his perseverance.

Whether it was his cultivation speed or his temperament.

Among everyone in this world cultivating the Qi Refining Formula, he could be called the best.

"Not right!"

Tang Dongyang slashed out with his sword, frowned, and adjusted the way his spiritual energy circulated.

Violent spiritual energy surged through the forest as tree after tree fell.

"Offensive techniques primarily emphasize offense..."

The longsword in Tang Dongyang's hand continuously changed forms, its speed growing faster and faster.

He had some talent.

Standing nearby, Gu Yuan quietly watched Tang Dongyang.

He discovered that Tang Dongyang seemed to have entered a special state, one of utter absorption.

Could he really have comprehended something?

One hour passed.

Three hours passed.

A full day passed.

Tang Dongyang completely shut himself off from the outside world and began swinging his sword according to his own method.

One sword after another.

It was here.

Suddenly, Tang Dongyang's body jolted, and his eyes became incomparably sharp.

He swung his sword.

It was as though the sound of a sword cry could be heard. That was... sword qi?

Tang Dongyang had comprehended sword qi on his own!

Good heavens, this man was a genius of the sword path too.

"Sword Armor!"

He silently recited the two words, giving this sword technique a name.

It was clichéd and unoriginal.

But to him, it was undoubtedly a fine beginning.

Offensive techniques really could be comprehended on one's own!

With this sword technique, even that man from another world would not have been able to withstand it.

Sword qi wrapped around Tang Dongyang, making his aura even sharper. His entire body was like a sword freshly drawn from its sheath.

Letting out a breath of stale air, Tang Dongyang's heart was calm.

He did not rest.

He was still comprehending.

Since there was Sword Armor, there would surely be Sword B.

Time passed.

Another seven days went by.

Gu Yuan did not bother checking how Lin Hao's storyline was progressing. Instead, he remained at the rear mountain, watching Tang Dongyang cultivate.

One sword after another.

The sword qi around him grew increasingly dense.

This man could become a chosen prodigy!

His luck was truly not bad.

Observing Tang Dongyang's current state, Gu Yuan assessed his strength.

With an ordinary sword alone, he could probably defeat five Zhang Fans.

If he improved his defense and speed in the future, he might even gain the upper hand against a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Fighting across realms.

Terrifying indeed.

The more Gu Yuan looked at Tang Dongyang, the more satisfied he became. He could not help comparing him to Lin Hao.

But the more he compared them, the angrier he became.

Lin Hao truly could not compare in any regard.

"His speed and defense are still lacking. If he faces cultivators from another world, he may have trouble holding his ground."

"But how should he temper his body?"

See?

Tang Dongyang himself knew his shortcomings. He did not stop just because he had successfully created an offensive technique.

Standing beside a pile of shattered rocks and muttering to himself, he began researching other methods.

Yes, this was how he should grind!

All of you, cultivate diligently!