On the high platform, the elders heard the word ‘sword pellet’ and their expressions varied.
Though none of the elders possessed a sword pellet themselves, they were not unfamiliar with this object.
It could be as hard as steel and as flexible as a ring.
There was once a sage in the Sword City who had extremely high talent but very poor luck. Due to various accidents, he spent several decades in the Internal Breathing Realm and had to disperse his cultivation seven times.
During those decades, he never stopped his understanding of sword techniques. The last time he observed the Horizontal Cloud Sword Marks, he transformed his profound energy into a sword pellet. Later, he further observed the Horizontal Cloud Sword Marks as divine intent, breaking through to observe the divine and directly entering the inner scene.
That sage’s name was Wan Wuchang, the former lord of the Hengyun Sword City and the enlightenment teacher of the Martial Emperor in sword arts.
“Senior Wan is a case of accumulating strength, but this kid doesn’t seem to be like that.”
“The great world is full of wonders; even though Senior Wan had astonishing talent, he remained in the Internal Breathing Realm at forty years old. Isn’t that unprecedented?”
“Everyone’s talent is different. If he can condense a sword pellet at such an age, there must be something unique about him.”
Elder Zeng sighed:
“Being able to incorporate so many sword techniques, I see a lot of sweat and effort.”
Several elders nodded in agreement.
They had seen many shocking sword geniuses before, but they were more interested in Little Li’s reverse situation.
“That personality, a bit overly boastful.”
“Heh, I wonder who it is, hiding their realm for a decade, disguising to join another sword sect’s new disciple selection.”
“Can a swordsman pretend to be something else?”
“I’m curious, if he observed the Horizontal Cloud Sword Marks, what would he comprehend?”
Eight out of ten martial arts of the Hengyun Sword City came from that sword mark.
That sword mark was incredibly divine; anyone could comprehend martial arts from it.
What everyone comprehends would be suitable for them, not necessarily sword techniques.
The higher the talent, the better the martial arts one comprehends.
The elders felt quite intrigued.
“By the way, there’s one more thing.”
Elder Zeng cleared his throat, bringing everyone’s attention back:
“That Li boy sent me a letter via Jing Hong.”
“It concerns the Mountain Rain Will Come Order of the Misty Rain Tower.”
Other elders and officials immediately became solemn.
The Mountain Rain Will Come Order represented a direct command from the main tower.
The Misty Rain Tower had loose internal management, and this was one of the few ways to mobilize manpower.
“Those rats are only interested in profit, but they act quite secretly. Is the information reliable?” an elder asked.
How did Li Mo know so much about the Misty Rain Tower?
Elder Zeng paused and nodded:
“It even marked two locations of the Misty Rain Tower, including the whereabouts of the Holy Maiden of the Misty Rain Tower.”
The elders’ faces turned grim.
This almost confirmed it.
If even the Holy Maiden came, the plot must be significant. It wouldn’t just be a group outing, right? It’s a joke, the biggest characteristic of the Misty Rain Tower is being profit-driven, not acting until seeing the opportunity.
However, the current information they had was still too limited.
Everyone looked to the side.
The woman’s eyes were a light gold, her expression serene, and her movements had a natural feel.
If one wasn’t careful, they might forget she existed.
“The Yantian Sect owes the Hengyun Sword City a favor.”
Finally, the woman withdrew her attention from Li Mo. A flawless jade plate floated quietly in front of her:
“My first divination after leaving the mountain will settle this cause and effect.”
Swoosh—
The jade pieces on the jade plate quickly slid.
Looking at the divinations on the jade plate, she first frowned, then relaxed.
Elder Zeng felt like an old traditional Chinese doctor facing a difficult diagnosis, unable to help but ask:
“How is it?”
After a while, she spoke softly:
“Luck turns to misfortune.”
…..
As the day grew late.
The trial sword conference came to a close.
There were also many exciting duels afterward, such as when Senior Shen Yunfei broke through to a new realm on the spot, or when Senior Xu Zhiqing advanced her sword qi.
Senior Ouyang… Senior Ouyang didn’t even go through the formalities.
He drew the most shocking chapter of “The Tyrannical Empress Loves Me” on the spot and went to the bookstore to reprint it.
Previously, it was already in short supply, now the shocking chapter might sell out.
After all, the most memorable part of the martial arts demonstration was undoubtedly the myriad swords returning to their source. This scene was too shocking and heart-stirring.
No one had ever used a sword in such a manner before.
It is estimated that this will become a topic of discussion among the people of Yunzhou for a long time.
“Young Hero Ke is sure to ascend the Sword Tower.”
“Hearing that the Horizontal Cloud Sword Marks were left by immortals, they are incredibly mysterious and profound. The higher the talent, the better the martial arts one comprehends.”
“Sss… I wonder what shocking martial arts Young Hero Ke will comprehend from it.”
“Hmm, Young Hero Ke is a reincarnation of a sword saint! Not just anyone can comprehend divine sword techniques, right?”
“Sword Saint? Sword Immortal!”
“I have exclusive insider news. That Horizontal Cloud Sword Mark might very well be a casual strike from Young Hero Ke’s past life! I’m telling you, don’t tell anyone else!”
“Sss! I am known for keeping my mouth shut!”
“Brother, I have exclusive insider news…”
…
As everyone knows.
People who travel the world love to brag to show their knowledge surpasses others.
This led to Little Ke not only becoming famous but also the rumors spreading increasingly exaggerated.
In the carriage.
“Junior Brother Ke, I sparred all day and plan to find an apothecary to prepare some qi recovery and injury healing pills. I won’t be going back with you all,” Shen Yunfei said, lifting the curtain.
“Senior Brother, take care of yourself.”
Ke Mo smiled, raising the corner of his mouth:
“By the way, how did you know about my myriad swords returning to their source at the Martial Peak Assembly?”
Shen Yunfei: “…”
It was hard to imagine this Junior Brother Ke, who had just shown extraordinary skills, was the same person.
He laughed awkwardly:
“At that time, Junior Brother Ke was meditating in front of the Horizontal Cloud Sword Marks, perhaps creating even more commotion.”
“When I recover from my injuries, I’ll come to spar with you, Junior Brother.”
After saying that, Shen Yunfei bowed and left.
Meditating on the sword?
Ke Mo was stunned.
Next to him, Ying Bing spoke softly:
“This is also why the Hengyun Sword City has stood firm.”
“Those who test their swords can climb the Sword Tower. Reaching the peak allows them to see the sword marks.”
“The martial arts they comprehend can be taken away, but a copy must be left in the Sword City.”
Thus, they made a genius owe the Sword City a favor.
And they could use others’ help to comprehend the sword marks.
“Sword marks and sword meditation…”
The overconfident Little Ke calmed down and fell into deep thought.
With his talent in sword arts, what would he comprehend?
Emmmmm
Oh no.
I haven’t been a swordsman for long, will my persona collapse?
