A chance encounter with swordmaster Dust Sword Lord! Seven Kill Sword vs. Passionate Sword!
The world of comics, Coconut Grove City.
When Li Qingshan returned to the courtyard with Yu Xiaogang and Dugu Bo, Ah Yin was treating Dugu Xin's body under the eaves.
A pale green light flowed slowly along the Blue Silver Grass, and Dugu Xin's originally pale face gradually regained its rosy hue.
Dugu Bo stepped forward to examine his son for a moment, and seeing that the Poison Pill was functioning smoothly, he was relieved and cupped his hands, saying, "Thank you for your hard work these past few days, Junior Sister."
Ah Yin shook her head, about to speak, when another voice came from outside the courtyard gate.
"Xiao Gang, you're back?"
Flender entered the courtyard and, upon seeing Li Qingshan and the others, immediately stopped and bowed respectfully.
"Greetings, senior."
Yu Xiaogang went over and introduced him with a smile, "Teacher, this is Flender, whom I mentioned to you before."
Li Qingshan nodded. After Flender and Yu Xiaogang met at the bookstall, Flander had visited the courtyard several times.
Li Qingshan then looked at everyone and said seriously, "Xiao Gang, pack your things quickly, and we'll leave Coconut Grove City tomorrow to continue our travels across the continent."
Upon hearing this, Flender's smile faltered slightly.
Yu Xiaogang glanced at him, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "Teacher, could Flender come with us too?"
"He was already traveling abroad, hoping to find someone to guide his cultivation."
Flender quickly put down the book and said earnestly, "Senior, I can take care of my own food and lodging. I can also scout ahead and look after the carriages."
Li Qingshan raised his hand to interrupt him, and laughed, "If you want me to guide your cultivation, just say so. There's no need to ask yourself so much trouble first."
Flender paused for a moment, then straightened up and nodded slightly.
"This junior truly wishes to learn from you."
"In that case, you can become a disciple under a pseudonym and train with us," Li Qingshan said calmly.
"I will teach you the same way I teach them. How much you learn in the future depends on yourself."
Flender paused for a moment, then his eyes lit up, and he immediately knelt down to pay his respects, "Disciple Flender greets Master!"
The carriage left Coconut Grove City the following morning.
Li Qingshan did not rush to Spirit City, but instead led everyone on a tour along the roads on the map.
When passing through towns, they would replenish their medicinal herbs, and if they encountered a suitable place for cultivation, they would stay for a few days.
Dugu Xin continued to take his medication on time, and was looked after by Dugu Bo on the road. His health was not affected by the journey.
Besides giving them guidance, Li Qingshan also kept an eye out for the young Soul Master he encountered along the way.
We already have several disciples, but that doesn't mean we can stop taking on more. The continent is so vast; there are always others worth taking under our wing.
However, he doesn't accept just anyone; he first assesses their talent and temperament before seeking a suitable opportunity to take them on as apprentices.
Several days later, beside the mountain road.
It suddenly started raining in the afternoon, Coachman drove the carriage to a pavilion so that everyone could rest for a while.
Li Qingshan was sitting in the pavilion, explaining the rules of Soul Power circulation to Yu Xiaogang, when an old man in gray suddenly walked up the mountain path.
The old man had gray hair and a thin frame. He walked slowly and steadily, and the rain never seemed to wet the hem of his clothes.
He had already walked past the pavilion, but suddenly stopped.
Almost simultaneously, the Passionate Sword within Li Qingshan's body trembled slightly, and he looked up, his gaze meeting that of the old man.
The old man turned and approached, his gaze now filled with inquiry, and asked, "Excuse me, are you Sword Martial Soul Master?"
Li Qingshan nodded.
"Senior, are you also here?"
The old man did not answer, but raised his right hand, and an ancient longsword slowly solidified. As soon as the longsword appeared, the sensation within Li Qingshan's body became clearer.
"I was just passing by when my Martial Soul suddenly sensed something, so I couldn't help but come back to check."
As he spoke, a smile appeared in his eyes.
"May I see your sword?"
Li Qingshan is now Titled Douluo, so he is naturally not afraid of ordinary Soul Master. In addition, he felt that the old man had no ill intentions, so he did not refuse. Silver light gathered in his palm, and the Passionate Sword appeared.
The old man stared intently at the sword, his gaze shifting from the blade to the hilt, oblivious to the people standing beside him.
"A fine sword!" He tightened his grip on the sword slightly, sized up Li Qingshan a few times, and after discerning the other's approximate cultivation level, he cupped his hands and said, "I am Dust Sword Lord. If it is convenient for you, would you be willing to spar with me for a few moves?"
Upon hearing this name, Li Qingshan's heart stirred slightly.
Chen Xin's father?
He clearly hadn't expected that traveling the continent with his disciple would lead him to encounter this sword-obsessed man.
In Li Qingshan's memory, this person later challenged Qian Daoliu, unleashing seven "kill" words in succession, all of which were blocked, and he then died from his severe injuries.
"My name is Li Qingshan."
He smiled slightly and looked out of the pavilion. "Sparring is fine, but we'll have to find another place. My disciples can't withstand the effects of your sword energy."
Dust Sword Lord immediately nodded and smiled, "There's an open space behind the mountain path. I just passed by, and there was no one there."
The rain gradually subsided.
Dugu Bo led the group to the edge of the open space and erected a Soul Power barrier. Li Qingshan and Dust Sword Lord stood several feet apart, each concealing their aura.
"This is just a friendly spar, we'll stop here when we've reached our goal." With that, Dust Sword Lord raised his Seven Kill Sword.
Just as Li Qingshan nodded, the old man stepped forward and thrust his sword straight at his chest!
The sword's edge was aimed directly at his chest; it came with incredible speed.
Li Qingshan blocked with his sword, his wrist sinking slightly.
Dust Sword Lord did not engage in a contest of strength with him. Instead, he turned his sword and slid it along the Passionate Sword toward his fingers, forcing him to quickly turn his wrist and raise the sword vertically.
A series of crisp collision sounds rang out!
In just a few breaths, the two had already exchanged several moves.
Li Qingshan gradually realized that the old man always judged the distance of his sword strikes with extreme precision. Just as he blocked one, the next sword would come from an even more difficult position.
Although he now possesses level 97 Soul Power, he dares not underestimate these seemingly ordinary sword moves.
As the Seven Kill Sword was about to strike again, Li Qingshan suddenly stepped aside to avoid a direct confrontation, and with his long sword, he smoothly flicked it towards Dust Sword Lord's arm that was holding the sword.
Dust Sword Lord immediately retracted his elbow, the sword blade turned back, and the two longswords crossed again!
"Clang!"
The two of them each took half a step back and stopped at the same time.
Looking at the Seven Kill Sword in his hand, Dust Sword Lord's fighting spirit intensified. "We've tried the sword techniques, how about we try the Soul Skill?"
Li Qingshan smiled slightly and said:
That's exactly what I was thinking. But we'd have to stay a bit away from the mountain path.
The two flew towards a distant Mountain Valley, while Dugu Bo led the others to stay on higher ground to observe.
Nine Soul Ring rose one after another. Dust Sword Lord's gaze lingered on the Blood-Red Soul Ring for a moment, then he gripped his longsword tightly and reminded him:
"Young man, you'd better watch out from here!"
"Seventh Soul Skill, Seven Kill Avatar!"
The Sword Light suddenly surged, and the old man's figure merged into it, instantly transforming into a gigantic Seven Kill Sword!
The giant sword slashed down from mid-air, a Sword Light sword light aimed directly at Li Qingshan!
Li Qingshan dared not be negligent. His Seventh Soul Ring lit up, and the silver-white sword shadow echoed the three Soul Bones, causing Bone Armor to quickly cover his body.
The next second, the Passionate Sword slashed out!
"Boom!"
The two Sword Light collided, and the resulting sharpness carved deep marks into the mountainside.
Li Qingshan retreated several feet, his wrist slightly numb, but a smile appeared in his eyes. Judging by the sword's edge alone, he found that the Seven Kill Sword was indeed powerful.
But his sword was never just about comparing its sharpness with that of a person.
"Love Sword Domain - Love Brings Only Regret Since Ancient Times!" Silver light spread out, and countless Threads of Emotion intertwined with the sword energy, wrapping around the giant sword.
Seeing this, Dust Sword Lord unleashed his Sword Light, severing the approaching threads of Threads of Emotion one after another, yet a trace of inexplicable melancholy still surfaced in his heart.
He immediately focused his Spiritual Power to suppress the strange feeling.
"It can even affect the mind?"
The greatsword was raised again, ready to cleave through the domain.
Just then, the Soul Bone on Li Qingshan's forehead glowed, and a huge Spiritual Power flowed into the Threads of Emotion along the sword, causing his Third Soul Ring to suddenly light up!
"Past Sorrows Stir Hatred in the Heart; Looking Back, Still Regretting Being Too Late."
"Third Soul Skill, Regret!"