第2章 雷阙剑宗杨东

Lu Xiaoyu returned home to find his father, Lu Peng, practicing swordsmanship in the courtyard. Sword light flashed, and Sword Qi echoed through the yard.

Lu Peng's realm was clearly far higher than the boy Lu Xiaoyu's.

However, just as he leaped into the air to execute a sword move, he suddenly fell from the sky, his face deathly pale.

"Dad, are you all right?" Lu Xiaoyu cried in alarm.

Lu Peng shook his head. "It's nothing." Then he suddenly noticed a Blue-robed Youth standing outside and was startled. "Who are you?!"

Lu Yiping spoke. "Are you a disciple of the Asura Gate?"

Lu Peng's expression changed in shock. "Who exactly are you? A disciple of the Thousand Demon Sect?!"

"Thousand Demon Sect? Never heard of it." Lu Yiping shook his head.

Lu Peng sprang up, thrusting the sword in his hand at Lu Yiping, intending to test him.

But just as his sword reached the other man's front, an invisible force suddenly sent him reeling backward again and again, and he crashed back into the small courtyard.

Lu Peng was greatly shocked. He was a Golden Core Realm expert, yet the other party had merely unleashed an invisible force and sent him flying back.

At that moment, Lu Yiping flicked a finger. Nine streams of crimson energy flew out and instantly poured into Lu Peng's chest.

Lu Peng felt his heart meridians jolt. Unable to hold it in, he opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of black blood.

"Dad!" Seeing Lu Yiping suddenly attack his father, Lu Xiaoyu was shocked and enraged, raising his sword to stab at Lu Yiping.

"Xiao Yu, stop!" Lu Peng suddenly shouted.

Lu Xiaoyu couldn't help stopping and looked at his father, Lu Peng.

Lu Peng stared at Lu Yiping, his face full of disbelief. "Soul Returning Nine Yang Finger?!" Then he looked at Lu Yiping. "Young Master, are you from Medicine King Hall?"

The Soul Returning Nine Yang Finger was one of Medicine King Hall's supreme Profound Techniques.

Only a scant few people in Medicine King Hall could perform it.

Hearing that the young man before them was from Medicine King Hall, Lu Xiaoyu was equally stunned.

After all, Medicine King Hall's reputation on the Divine Martial Continent was simply too great.

"I'm not from Medicine King Hall." Lu Yiping shook his head.

He knew of the Soul Returning Nine Yang Finger, but what he had used wasn't that technique. It was the Endless Reincarnation Finger, merely extremely similar to the Soul Returning Nine Yang Finger.

His Endless Reincarnation Finger was a Profound Technique of the Ancient Medicine God Valley.

As for this Medicine King Hall, it was the first time he had ever heard of it.

Not from Medicine King Hall? Lu Peng was surprised.

Lu Yiping said, "Now guide my finger force and try circulating your True Essence."

Lu Peng immediately guided the finger force and tried circulating his True Essence. Wherever it passed, his blood and qi flowed freely without obstruction.

After his True Essence completed one full circulation, his entire body felt warm, with an indescribable sense of comfort.

For the past three years, he had been too eager for success and had bitterly cultivated Asura Sword Qi, causing his blood and qi to stagnate, his heart meridians to suffer damage, his True Essence to become blocked, and his entire body to grow stiff. His chest had ached day and night, but now all those sensations had vanished.

His face, pale for three years, finally regained its rosy color.

Lu Peng rose to his feet. Overcome with emotion, he bowed deeply in gratitude. "Thank you, Young Master, for saving my life!"

"It was only a small effort." Lu Yiping said, "I was an old friend of an elder from your Asura Gate." He then asked, "Who is the Asura Gate's sect master now?"

Lu Peng's expression shifted as he raised his head and sighed. "To be honest, Young Master, the Asura Gate has already been destroyed."

Destroyed?!

Lu Yiping froze.

The Asura Gate had been destroyed?

During the Primordial Era, the Asura Gate had been one of the Hengyuan Plane's superpowers.

Lu Peng continued, "A few years ago, our Asura Gate was destroyed by the Thousand Demon Sect!"

"For the past few years, Xiao Yu and I have hidden and fled everywhere to evade the Thousand Demon Sect's pursuit. Just now, I thought Young Master had been sent by the Thousand Demon Sect."

Lu Yiping asked about the Asura Gate.

It turned out that during the Primordial Era's War of the Gods, the Asura Gate's sect master and numerous patriarchs had all perished. From then on, the Asura Gate never recovered, and as the years passed, it gradually declined into a second-rate force on the Divine Martial Continent.

Later, because of competing interests, the Asura Gate came into conflict with the neighboring Thousand Demon Sect. Originally, the two sides were evenly matched, and their usual clashes left casualties on both sides. But three years ago, the Thousand Demon Sect suddenly gained the aid of a mysterious expert, and the Asura Gate's sect master and elders were slaughtered to the last man!

Though he had long been accustomed to life and death, learning of the Asura Gate's destruction still left Lu Yiping somewhat wistful.

After thinking for a moment, he took the Asura Sword Technique from among the countless divine arts and secret manuals within the Innate Supreme Treasure, the Qiankun Cauldron, and handed it to Lu Peng.

Lu Peng was puzzled. He accepted it, took one look, and was surprised. "Asura Sword Technique!"

Asura Sword Technique?!

Hearing this, Lu Xiaoyu leaned over to take a look.

Amid his shock and doubt, Lu Peng opened it. The more he read, the more excited he became.

This copy of the Asura Sword Technique was actually complete! It contained all thirty-six moves! The Asura Sword Technique he currently knew consisted of only the first six moves, and even those six had been altered beyond recognition.

But the complete Asura Sword Technique had been lost for many years. How had the young man before him obtained it?

Still, though doubts filled his heart, he wisely chose not to ask further.

Lu Peng bowed to Lu Yiping. "Young Master first saved me, and now you've bestowed such an unparalleled sword technique upon me. Should you ever have any command, Lu Peng will brave boiling water and tread through fire without hesitation."

Lu Yiping smiled at his words.

During his long years in the Sacred Forest, several dozen people had stayed with him for a time. Whenever each one left, they had all sworn by the Heavenly Dao and spoken similar words.

Even the weakest among them had been more than ten thousand times stronger than Lu Peng.

Thus, Lu Yiping didn't take Lu Peng's words about braving boiling water and treading through fire to heart.

As for an unparalleled sword technique, it didn't quite deserve that description. To him, the Asura Sword Technique was merely an ordinary sword technique.

Over the next three days.

Father and son, Lu Peng and Lu Xiaoyu, forgot sleep and food as they bitterly cultivated the Asura Sword Technique.

After three days, both had improved rapidly in the Asura Sword Technique.

That day.

Lu Peng came before Lu Yiping. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Young Master, in a few days, it will be the Thunder Que Sword Sect's triennial disciple recruitment day. I want Xiao Yu to take part in the assessment. If Xiao Yu can join the Thunder Que Sword Sect, then with its protection, he won't need to keep hiding and fleeing with me to escape the Thousand Demon Sect's pursuit."

"We plan to set out for the Thunder Que Sword Sect tomorrow. What do you think?"

The Thunder Que Sword Sect was the Wuji Dynasty's number one sect. If Lu Xiaoyu could join it, he naturally wouldn't have to fear the Thousand Demon Sect's pursuit.

In truth, Lu Peng had already had this plan before Lu Yiping appeared.

"The Thunder Que Sword Sect?" Lu Yiping murmured upon hearing this.

He remembered that several eras ago, a little fellow named Yang Dong had once stayed in his Sacred Forest and claimed to be from the Thunder Que Sword Sect.

"Fine. I'll go to the Thunder Que Sword Sect with you." Lu Yiping said, and while he was at it, he could check on that little fellow Yang Dong.

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