Infinite Sword Field

In an instant, Little Black shuddered in fright.

It abruptly snapped its jaws shut and swallowed the energy wave it had gathered into its stomach.

At the same time, it secretly regretted its actions.

Damn it, it had nearly attacked its master just now.

If its master found out that it had almost sent him flying—

Wouldn't its master skin it alive and turn it into steamed or braised snake?

Little Black was tense inside and secretly glanced at Ling Feng.

Seeing that Ling Feng was not looking its way, Little Black quietly let out a sigh of relief.

"Phew! Good thing, thankfully Master wasn't paying much attention over here."

Little Black closed its eyes again and sank into slumber.

Its cultivation was simple. Unlike other Soul Beasts, which had to cultivate with great difficulty through breathing exercises, it only needed to sleep.

After ten years, it would become a Six-Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.

What a sweet deal. It was far better than that Sky Dream Ice Silkworm.

That Sky Dream Ice Silkworm still needed to sleep for many years, while it only needed to sleep for a hundred years to become a Million-Year Soul Beast.

Its only pain was that Million-Year Soul Beasts had to face a Fierce Beast Heavenly Tribulation, and that tribulation was a little troublesome.

But Little Black had absolute confidence in itself.

Its master had also said that its bloodline was that of the ancient Divine Beast, the Divine Serpent, far stronger than anything in this world.

Moreover, the Divine Serpent possessed the power to ride clouds and command mist, to control the weather itself.

If the Fierce Beast Heavenly Tribulation was truly too terrifying, it would directly use the Divine Serpent's power over the weather to disperse the tribulation.

If that still did not work, it would let the heavenly tribulation strike its master instead.

Its master was powerful and had monstrous comprehension. Perhaps he could even comprehend a Heavenly Tribulation Sword amid the tribulation.

It was not pushing its master into a pit based on its own strength. It was doing this for its master's sake.

Its master was already invincible in the Sword Dao.

If he gained another Heavenly Tribulation Sword, he would become truly invincible in the mortal world.

Even if gods from the Divine Realm came, they would still have to take two slaps.

There were still fifty years left. Sleep first, sleep first.

Little Black instantly fell asleep, its body melding into the mountain.

Strands of emerald-green poisonous mist rose from its body, dyeing the originally white poisonous fog green.

Ling Feng grabbed Qian Renxue by the collar like a chick, carrying her through the poisonous fog and arriving at the mountaintop in an instant.

Then, as if tossing away an object, he threw her down onto the mountaintop.

Qian Renxue hit the ground butt-first. Pain shot through her, and her facial features twisted.

Just as she was about to curse, she noticed that the surroundings were utterly barren.

All kinds of swords were planted in the ground, and she immediately shut her mouth.

There was not even a single house—only swords stuck all over the ground. Was this place meant for people to live in?

Qian Renxue looked at Ling Feng in confusion.

"Th-this, Ling Feng, is this where we'll be living from now on?"

Looking at the flat ground before her, which was filled with longswords, Qian Renxue could not help asking.

"Of course we won't be living here!" Ling Feng answered her question, pointing toward a small hill behind her. "See that hill?"

Qian Renxue nodded. "Mm!"

"There's a small cottage behind that hill. That's where I usually live!"

There was only one small cottage. Did that mean she would have to live with him?

An image immediately appeared in Qian Renxue's mind.

She shook her head, flinging that terrifying thought out of her mind.

She did not want to squeeze onto a bed with someone else!

Two people sharing one bed would be cramped and hot.

"What about me?" Qian Renxue asked almost reflexively.

"You?" Ling Feng glanced at Qian Renxue and said solemnly, "Naturally, you'll practice swordsmanship here. Once your Soul Power reaches level forty, I'll have Little Black build you a cave dwelling."

"Until your Soul Power reaches level forty, just keep cultivating here!"

"Oh, right. Every sword planted before you has an extraordinary origin, and none of them are as simple as they appear."

"Each sword contains the powerful Sword Intent of its master from before their death. Beneath the swords are the Sword Styles their masters cultivated in life."

"If you want to comprehend the Sword Intent within, you can pull out the sword directly. The Sword Intent inside will immediately surge into your body and help you comprehend it."

"If you want to cultivate the Sword Style of a certain sword's master, you can dig up the manual buried beneath it. The manual contains the cultivation method for that Sword Style."

"Of course, the greatest reason Hidden Sword Peak is called Hidden Sword Peak is that every sword here has been infused with my Sword Consciousness."

"Sword Consciousness is a Sword Dao Cultivation System I created. Once a sword has been infused with Sword Consciousness, it can simulate an image of its master from before their death."

"The simulated image possesses a portion of its master's former strength and can use the master's sword techniques without cooldown or consumption."

"If you want a sparring partner among these sword masters, or wish to comprehend the profundity of their Sword Dao from when they were alive, simply attack these swords with Soul Power."

"Once a sword is attacked by Soul Power, it will instantly activate and simulate the image of its master. The image will wield a longsword and engage you in a Sword Dao duel."

"Enough talking. I'll demonstrate it for you directly!"

As he spoke, Ling Feng deliberately gave Qian Renxue a demonstration.

He gathered a thread of Soul Power upon two fingers and pointed with his sword fingers at the nearest sharp sword.

A streak of Sword Qi formed from Soul Power burst from his fingertips and shot toward the broken sword.

After the broken sword was struck by the Sword Qi formed from Ling Feng's Soul Power, it immediately radiated dazzling seven-colored light.

The light was roughly the size of a person and shot straight into the heavens, emanating terrifying energy fluctuations.

At once, an immortal-looking figure slowly emerged from the light.

The figure wore a green robe, with a bagua pattern on his chest and black-and-white taiji symbols printed on his sleeves.

His hair was streaked with white, its long strands falling past his shoulders, while his aura was exceptionally sharp.

"Profound Water Broken Sword Master pays respects to the Sword Immortal."

After appearing, the figure was the first to cup his fists and solemnly bow to Ling Feng.

Then he spread his hand, and the broken sword on the ground slowly rose into the air before falling into his grasp.

In an instant, a fierce sharpness capable of piercing heaven and earth and cleaving through all things erupted from his body.

"Sword Immortal, please instruct me!"

As soon as his words fell, the Profound Water Broken Sword Master gripped the broken sword and released his Profound Water Sword Intent, attacking Ling Feng with omnipresent Profound Water Sword Intent.

Under the influence of the Profound Water Broken Sword Master's Profound Water Sword Intent, a fine drizzle began to fall from the sky.

Every raindrop contained a trace of Profound Water Sword Intent, assisting the Profound Water Broken Sword Master in dealing with Ling Feng.

Every raindrop contained boundless power. That Sword Intent was gentle yet firm, endlessly changing.

Seeing a mere broken sword project a figure—

And seeing that figure unleash all sorts of profound sword techniques, its Sword Intent endlessly shifting and flowing without end—

Qian Renxue was instantly dumbfounded.

This... this had completely surpassed everything she knew.

Qian Renxue's shock did not last long. She soon calmed down.

Her gaze focused completely on the Sword Dao duel between the Profound Water Broken Sword Master and Ling Feng.

Her grandfather had once told her that Ling Feng was invincible in the Sword Dao and no weaker than he was.

So Qian Renxue was also very curious.

Just how strong was Ling Feng? How formidable was his Sword Dao? And what exactly was Sword Intent?