I Want You to Help Me Cultivate, the Number One Swordsman

Lin Feng's eyes gleamed as he watched the Devil Beast frantically attacking the formation in the outer void, his face beaming with excitement.

He was able to slay Devil Creature again and gain Devil Extermination Points.

He has now almost completely slaughtered the Devil Race and Devil Beast in the Land of Exile, and this reliable source of Devil Extermination Points is about to be cut off.

Unexpectedly, the Devil Race launched a massive invasion, sending a continuous stream of Devil Beast.

There are countless Devil Beast before me. As long as I kill them without restraint, I can gain a massive amount of Devil Extermination Points, and my cultivation will advance by leaps and bounds. The Martial Lord Realm seems to be just around the corner.

However, he did not act impulsively and kill the Devil Beast right now.

Ever since realizing his own State of Mind was inadequate, he had been deliberately working on State of Mind; otherwise, he would have already been unable to restrain himself and would have rushed into the formation to kill the Devil Beast.

What others saw as ferocious and terrifying Devil Creature, he saw as nothing more than opportunities to exorcise Devil Extermination Points and boost his cultivation. He even couldn't help but secretly shout in his heart:

"Devil Creature, I need your help in my cultivation!"

He forcibly suppressed the urge to take the initiative, rationally admonishing himself not to act rashly.

There must be powerful figures lurking in the shadows among the Devil Race; using the grand formation to hunt them down is the safest option.

He then loudly declared, "I also agree with relying on formations to resist the Devil Race."

Seeing Lin Feng's determination to defend the formation against the enemy, Bai Shuyan looked surprised and immediately transmitted his Divine Sense telepathically:

"Just now, your eyes were burning with fervor, as if you couldn't wait to rush into the formation and slaughter the Devil Beast. Why are you now advocating for relying on the formation for defense? Are you alright?"

Looking at the other person's surprised and even worried expression, Lin Feng felt slightly embarrassed.

He spends his life hunting down Devil Creature, always looking like he wants to exterminate Devil Creature. It's no wonder the other party is suspicious of him now that he's changed his ways.

He immediately replied Divine Sense, "Brother Bai, I'm fine."

While I am passionate about hunting Devil Creature, I am also aware of my own strength. Holding the great formation and resisting the Devil Race is the safest course of action at present.

Bai Shuyan was relieved to hear this and replied in a low voice, "It's good that you're alright. Relying on the formation to defend against the enemy is indeed the best strategy."

The Immortal King spoke one after another, agreeing to rely on the formation to defend against the enemy.

Jian Lingxu hid in the crowd, deliberately avoiding High Antiquity immortal kings such as the Sword Devil King and the Immortal King Zhanhan Immortal King.

They were afraid that the impetuous and fierce Immortal King Zhanhan and Sword Devil King would expose their origins in public, putting them in an embarrassing situation.

Although he no longer cared much about revealing his identity as the reincarnation of the Heavenly Sword King, he still did not want to expose it unless necessary. Right now, he only wanted to be a peerless genius of his time.

Suddenly, the Sword Devil King's voice rang quietly in his ear. "Jian Lingxu, why are you hiding in the crowd?"

Is he hiding from people?

I never expected there would be someone here who could make you wary; it's quite unexpected.

Jian Lingxu's body stiffened abruptly, but he quickly composed himself and looked up at the Sword Devil King, who had a half-smile on his face. His heart sank.

Even though I deliberately hid in the crowd, they still managed to find me accurately.

There were many Immortal King present; the other party must have specifically searched for him to have noticed him so quickly.

This person is truly a persistent ghost; despite my best efforts to avoid him, I still couldn't escape him.

Now that he's been targeted, the identity of the reincarnation of the Heavenly Sword King is most likely to be exposed.

However, being exposed is fine; hiding all the time is not in his nature.

Once his identity is revealed, it will be the perfect opportunity to teach the Sword Devil King a lesson in a fair and square manner, letting him know who is now the number one swordsman.

He immediately replied via Divine Sense sense, "Fellow Sword Devil King, you are overthinking it. When have I ever feared anyone? It's just that I'm used to keeping a low profile."

"Oh? If you're not afraid, why did you deliberately hide in the crowd?"

During our discussion of battle tactics, you remained silent, neither supporting an offensive nor expressing any intention to defend.

Furthermore, I don't recall you being low-key; weren't you doing live streaming?

And let me tell you, you look a lot like an old friend of mine from High Antiquity.

He was arrogant and conceited, and always loved to compete with me for the title of the best swordsman, but he always lost to me in our encounters.

"But this person keeps fighting despite repeated defeats, and refuses to admit that I am the number one swordsman, which leaves me quite helpless." The Sword Devil King said with a smile.

Jian Lingxu suddenly clenched his fists.

What do you mean by "losing every time"?

The two were evenly matched when they fought back then, and neither could be sure of winning. The other party's statement is a complete distortion of the truth.

He was seething with anger and wanted to smash the other person's mouth open with his fist.

"What you're saying is different from what I've heard."

I've heard that the greatest swordsman of High Antiquity was the Heavenly Sword King. His Divine Ability was unparalleled, and he repeatedly forced you to flee in disarray, each time leaving you no choice but to kneel and beg for mercy.

Sword Devil King's lips twitched violently, and his fists clenched tightly, almost drawing his sword on the spot.

The claim that he was beaten to his knees and begged for mercy is utter nonsense.

He never expected that the reincarnated Jian Lingxu would not only be sharp-tongued but also have an absurdly thick skin.

Can reincarnation really drastically change a person's personality?

"What you've heard is pure rumor, surely a lie fabricated by some shameless scoundrel. Don't believe it, lest you also pick up bad habits."

I can tell you with absolute certainty.

"I am the number one swordsman in High Antiquity times. My old friend was always crushed by me, and he even took the initiative to ask me to be his disciple and instruct him in the way of swordsmanship."

Jian Lingxu was enraged by these words. Although he knew the other party was deliberately trying to annoy him, his expression still turned cold.

"Leaving aside the number one swordsman of High Antiquity, I am now the undisputed leader of swordsmanship in this world."

If you're not convinced, feel free to fight me right here and now, and I'll make you submit completely.

Seeing that Jian Lingxu was annoyed, the Sword Devil King secretly rejoiced.

Who told the other party to deliberately conceal their identity and pretend to be a complete stranger?

It was really enjoyable to tease them like that.

However, he did not intend to publicly reveal that he was the reincarnation of the Heavenly Sword King.

Firstly, it's meaningless.

Secondly, once the truth is revealed, given the other party's current strength, he is no match for them.

The other party will probably come knocking on my door every day to challenge me, and I don't want to be beaten for nothing.

Such playful banter is enough for now.

He spoke slowly, "Alas, as the number one swordsman of High Antiquity, I have only recently been bound to the system, and my cultivation is still insufficient. I will spar with you again when my strength improves in the future."

"Sword Devil King, are you crazy?!"

When did you become the number one swordsman in High Antiquity times? How come I didn't know?

You shameless bastard, your skin is so thick!

The Sword Devil King's constant self-proclaimed status as the number one swordsman of High Antiquity disgusted Jian Lingxu, who couldn't help but shout at him.

Seeing Jian Lingxu's displeased expression, the Sword Devil King felt a surge of secret joy.

Although his own cultivation level is currently inferior to his opponent's, he was able to unsettle the opponent with just a few words; it was truly amusing.

He pretended to be serious and said, "I was originally the number one swordsman in High Antiquity times. Even the Heavenly Sword King himself admitted this."

"If you're so capable, bring out the Heavenly Sword King and refute my words as falsehoods to his face."

Jian Lingxu knew that the other party was deliberately trying to annoy him.

As long as he refuses to reveal his identity as the reincarnation of the Heavenly Sword King, the other party will continue to harass him in this way, which is truly infuriating.

"I am a prodigy of this era who possesses some of the memories of the Heavenly Sword King, and I know perfectly well that you were not the number one swordsman of High Antiquity times."

Upon hearing this, the Sword Devil King's lips twitched, and he secretly grumbled to himself:

He's clearly the reincarnation of the Heavenly Sword King, yet he insists on claiming to be a contemporary prodigy with some of the Heavenly Sword King's memories. It's shameless.

He then sneered, "No wonder your swordsmanship is better than mine now; it turns out you're even more despicable."