Yan Xu raised an eyebrow. " Xie Feng? According to convention, any unfamiliar name you utter is either an enemy or a dead man."
Ming Cangyan shrugged. "A Lower Realm ascendant, the sect leader of the Xuanji Sect, a young man who has recently begun to make a name for himself in the Upper Realm."
"I have been away for several years, and the world has changed rapidly. The First Heavens, which has been dormant for countless years, still has fresh blood. This surprises me somewhat."
Yan Xu spoke, he clenched his fists, looked up at the sky, his eyes slightly shimmering, as if recalling something.
"Three years ago, I wanted to join the Demonic Sect. According to the rules, I needed to pledge my loyalty, which meant killing an Immortal! Because the cosmic boundary can only trap people with pure Immortal Root, but not demons, I was able to the Lower Realm the mortal realm without any problem."
"I was lucky. As soon as I arrived in the mortal world, I encountered a Lower Realm Devil Race who bullied the weak. He seemed to be a demon emperor, but in any case, he was utterly useless. I killed him with one sword. That weak little brat was quite lively, even exchanging pleasantries with me. Wasn't he afraid that I would kill her too!"
"With the pledge of allegiance, I was able to successfully enter the sect, and then rise step by step to the position of Demon King... Uh, I've suddenly gone off-topic, haha, the past is only for reminiscing, it's rather boring to bring it up again."
"What I want to say is that the little girl from the Lower Realm has a very strong physique; if there are any ascendants, it can only be her."
Yan Xu smiled lightly, revealing his standard eight teeth.
Ming Cangyan shook his head. "This Xie Feng is a man. Two years ago, he opened the Heavenly Gate, and many Red Dust Immortal from the Lower Realm poured in. The little girl you mentioned might be among them, and she scattered to different places with the crowd. Now we are discussing the issue of the Seven Stars Domain and the Xuanji Sect."
"Then... we have no choice but to ally with the Immortal Alliance. Meng Wuqu in the Seven Stars Domain is a real headache. Sigh, if only His Majesty the Devil Emperor were here."
Yan Xu lowered his head, exhaled from his Dantian, and sighed softly. His hair moved without wind, and his expression carried a hint of sadness and a hint of expectation.
Ming Cangyan said, "Your Majesty has always been capricious and unpredictable; it's common for you to disappear for hundreds of years. Now, we wonder where you've gone."
"My Lord Demon King! His Majesty has sent a letter!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than a silver-haired man rushed in from outside the door, holding a blue scroll and looking excited.
Demon Lord, Bai Lan!
Ming Cangyan's eyes lit up, and he said, "Open it quickly!"
Bai Lan nodded, and opened the scroll. There was only one line of text on it:
[Next spring, when the flowers bloom, I, the Emperor, will return to the palace!]
The handwriting is like ants crawling, small and messy, completely spontaneous!
Bai Lan glanced at it, hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but complain, "His Majesty's handwriting is truly... indescribable..."
Yan Xu glanced at him sideways, revealing a profound smile, "Do you know why you've remained in the Demon Lord's position for thousands of years, unable to advance?"
Bai Lan shook her head in confusion.
Yan Xu said, "Your emotional intelligence is too low!"
Bai Lan: "... Then how should I say it?"
Yan Xu laughed and said, "You should say that His Majesty's handwriting reflects his personality—unrestrained, elegant, and outstanding. It's the most popular 'ant crawling' style right now. Then, you should call on everyone in the Demonic Sect to learn it. That way, His Majesty will be in a good mood, and when he's in a good mood, he'll promote you."
Bai Lan: "..."
Ming Cangyan said disdainfully, "Keep your distance from me, you sycophants. I'm afraid of catching it."
Yan Xu curled his lip. "Tch, this is my secret to getting promoted in such a short time. You blockheads, just wait for your seniority to come."
"You're quite honest."
Cangyan was speechless, and he couldn't help but sigh. He had worked with Yan Xu for so long, and he was not as bad as someone close to him. This shows that he is really honest and upright!
Heaven-Severing Lake.
Xie Feng continued to deeply comprehend the sword marks in the valley, benefiting greatly from the experience.
After finishing his lunch break, Jing Yuan strolled over leisurely and suddenly got down to business. "Sword marks are just the most basic step in Supreme Sword. Do you know the Four Meanings of the Sword?"
Xie Feng turned around, quickly adapting to her rhythm, and shook his head.
Jing Yuan sneered, "I bet you didn't know either."
Xie Feng: "..."
Jing Yuan, with a stern face as if Xie Feng owed her tens of millions, coldly said, "The first principle of swordsmanship: Sword Might! It refers to the sword's aura and pressure!"
"Swords have levels, the highest being Saint Grade. When a weapon reaches the highest level, how do you determine who has the superior swordsmanship? It's by the Sword Might!"
"When the swords are different, the one of higher rank wins; when the swords are of the same rank, it is a Sword Might! Sword Might has ten ranks, and the one with the highest might wins. At its peak, one can even control the opponent's weapon!"
Jing Yuan spoke, he gestured for Xie Feng to take out his sword and explained:
"To master the Sword Might, one must lower one's mind and body, delve into the sword, feel the energy deep within its blade, strengthen one's own character, and master this energy!"
"If you don't understand, I can teach you in person."
Jing Yuan spoke, she casually picked up a twig from the ground. She said, "Sword cultivators don't necessarily have to use a sword. Even without a sword in hand, if there is a sword in one's heart, one can naturally unleash Sword Intent!"
With that, she suddenly attacked Xie Feng!
In that instant!
The tree branches seemed to possess a soul, unleashing boundless Sword Qi.
Xie Feng looked around and saw tree branches like swords! Swords like tree branches! The overwhelming pressure of swords filled the air!
Xie Feng's hand trembled slightly as he gripped the Cherished Wine Cup Sword and swung it fiercely. At the same time, he focused his mind on the sword, trying to capture the sword energy that Jing Yuan had mentioned!
boom!
The Sword Qi surged forth like a tidal wave, and within this seemingly ordinary yet powerful Sword Qi, a terrifying pressure suddenly erupted!
That was a qualitative change! A qualitative leap!
It's like a transformation from a hill to the highest peak of heaven and earth!
Sword Might!
At this moment, the Cherished Wine Cup Sword was unleashed with tremendous Sword Might!
He succeeded!
Jing Yuan withdrew her hand, her face cold as she said, "Seventh-grade Sword Might!"
From cultivation to success, it all comes down to the skill of explanation. Xie Feng went from knowing absolutely nothing to achieving the seventh-grade Sword Might!
Terrifying talent!
Jing Yuan fell silent. She suddenly began to doubt whether her previous disciples had been too stupid. Otherwise, why was teaching Xie Feng so easy?
"Your swordsmanship potential has already surpassed Jun Ran's; she's naturally dull-witted and far inferior to you!"
Jing Yuan spoke ruthlessly about his prized student.
Not far away.
A figure in cyan froze.
Jun Ran was speechless. She just wanted to see how Xie Feng was practicing his sword, but she didn't expect to be called stupid as soon as she arrived!
What's it like when you're the one watching the drama unfold and it happens to you?
Jing Yuan said with his hands behind his back, " Sword Might has ten ranks; I'll give you time to comprehend the rest!"
Xie Feng said, "No need!"
Jing Yuan frowned immediately. "You learned it again?"
Xie Feng said, "I've learned it!"
Jing Yuan: "..."
What the hell is that monster?!
She suddenly remembered Xie Feng's words about being self-taught, which meant that his master had never properly taught him!
ah!
ah!!
ah!!!
Jing Yuan was internally screaming in frustration.
Boil the crane and burn the zither!
What a waste!
She wanted nothing more than to grab Mu Bingxing the neck and interrogate him!
You bastard, you have such a brilliant disciple, why don't you teach him properly?!
asshole!
Jing Yuan was so angry she wanted to kill someone.