If one could simply sever the hem of the robe, wouldn't it be easy to touch it then?
Yun Ze was gambling!
He gambled that Patriarch Chang Dao wouldn't expect him to dare attack him. If Chang Dao was caught off guard, his current sword qi would be enough to sever a hem several meters away!
But the moment Yun Ze drew his sword, Patriarch Chang Dao flicked his sleeve. The sword's shadow grazed the hem of his robe and landed on the stone steps of the solitary peak, not damaging the hem in the slightest!
Coincidence?
No!
He had still noticed!
Yun Ze looked up at Patriarch Chang Dao and saw him turning to look at him, a hint of a smile in his eyes.
He didn't seem to reject this kind of flattery. His gaze seemed to say... go on!
Since that was the case...
Yun Ze didn't stop, but swung his sword again!
This time, the sword's edge didn't aim for the hem, but instead slashed towards Patriarch Chang Dao's head!
Since he couldn't possibly injure the man, he might as well make a bold move!
Patriarch Chang Dao tapped his toes, stepping on the sword's shadow and leaping into the air, instantly widening the distance between himself and Yun Ze!
"Young friend."
Patriarch Chang Dao said to Yun Ze with a wry smile, "You can draw your sword, but you can't slash randomly!"
"Forgive me, Sect Master, but I have no choice!"
Yun Ze said, quickly closing the distance while he spoke!
As he reached within three meters of Patriarch Chang Dao, the latter turned and sped towards a higher point, as if unwilling to give Yun Ze any opportunity.
The sword strikes were useless, so he would pursue!
Just as Yun Ze was about to recall the Mountain Ghoul and chase with all his might, Patriarch Chang Dao's voice echoed from ahead: "Continue. If your sword's shadow can touch my hem, you win!"
"Thank you, Sect Master!"
Yun Ze responded and swung his sword again!
One sword split into three shadows, landing at Patriarch Chang Dao's waist and two other potential evasion points!
He had put thought into this strike. No matter where Patriarch Chang Dao dodged, he would be hit by one sword!
As the three sword shadows descended, Patriarch Chang Dao dodged to the left, and one sword shadow landed directly on his back!
Success!
Just as Yun Ze's heart rejoiced, he saw the figure quickly dissipate!
By the time he regained his senses, Patriarch Chang Dao's figure was already far away!
Just now... that was merely an afterimage he had left behind!
Yun Ze frowned slightly but did not give up. He chased forward again and swung his sword!
As the two continued to rush forward, a strange scene unfolded on the solitary peak.
An outer disciple was chasing the Sect Master, constantly swinging his sword at him, while the Sect Master merely dodged, never retaliating.
Some disciples could only watch from the side, not daring to step forward. A few elders came forward to inquire, but the answer they received was that he was teaching a disciple and they shouldn't interfere!
Teaching a disciple!
Could it be that the Sect Master was taking a new disciple?
Judging by this personal guidance, he was likely grooming this person as his final disciple.
For a time, everyone on the solitary peak began to inquire about the background of the outer disciple behind him.
Yun Ze had no time to care about this now. He kept his eyes fixed on Patriarch Chang Dao's hem, wanting only to touch a corner of it, or to land a sword shadow on Patriarch Chang Dao!
This chase had already covered nearly eight hundred meters!
His Qi Sea was nearing its limit!
No, to be precise, if not for the constant use of Lingyun and the spiritual energy consumed by urging the Shadow Chaser, he would have collapsed long ago!
But he had persisted this far. If he stopped now...
"Keep going, young friend."
Patriarch Chang Dao's voice echoed again, "If you can reach two thousand meters, I will consider you the winner, how about that?"
One last push!
Yun Ze panted heavily and continued to move upwards!
Two thousand meters! Only two hundred meters left!
Elsewhere, this would be a mere step for Yun Ze, but this was on the solitary peak!
With every step upward, his Qi Sea was compressed further by spiritual energy.
Two hundred meters...
Could he endure it?
Yun Ze asked himself, but still decided to continue!
With three ways to win, no matter which one, he had to keep trying!
He took a step upward and once again unleashed a sword strike at Patriarch Chang Dao!
This time, it wasn't three sword shadows, but six!
Six sword shadows flew in three directions, but ultimately missed...
Lingyun Minor Accomplishment!
If he were given more time, he could control these six sword shadows to land in six different locations!
Yun Ze's heart rejoiced. The spiritual energy in his Qi Sea instantly depleted, and he seized this opportunity to rush upwards!
Patriarch Chang Dao felt a jolt from behind.
In just over a month, he had already trained Lingyun to the minor accomplishment stage?
This sword technique, as a top-tier technique for the Qi Refining stage, he had also practiced it before.
He remembered it took him over three months to reach the minor accomplishment stage, and this young man hadn't even been here for three months since joining the sect!
However, even if the young man's talent in the way of the sword was good, it might not be enough to catch the eye of that person. It was likely there was something else special about him.
Speaking of which, was it his imagination, but why did the young man's sword qi feel somewhat familiar?
Although it only had the strength of the Qi Refining stage, he could already vaguely discern some clues...
Like the scorching sun in the sky, burning all things without cessation; like a blazing fire, shining for eternity without extinguishing!
However, the World-Burning Sword Intent was not something a Qi Refining cultivator could grasp. To have a rudimentary form, he would likely need to reach the Foundation Establishment stage at least.
He would observe further.
...
"Hoo... hoo..."
Yun Ze let out a long sigh and stood by the stone monument marked at two thousand meters, panting heavily!
Two thousand meters!
He had done it!
The spiritual energy concentration here was more than ten times greater than at the thousand-meter mark!
Yun Ze sat on the ground, looking up at Patriarch Chang Dao beside him, "Sect Master, I... I've won, haven't I?"
"Yes, you've won."
Patriarch Chang Dao replied, then, disregarding his image, sat down beside Yun Ze. "How is it? Do you feel any difference between here and the foot of the mountain?"
"The spiritual energy concentration is different."
"Yes, but not entirely." httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
As Patriarch Chang Dao spoke, he unbuckled the black sword at his waist and handed it to Yun Ze. "Why don't you hold this sword and feel it again?"
"Thank you, Sect Master!"
Yun Ze's heart leaped with joy, and he took the black sword with both hands!
Huh?
This is not right!
The moment he took the black sword, Yun Ze felt something was amiss!
This black sword... was not a sword! It was a sword hilt!
Unlike a normal sword hilt, this black sword hilt was more like a shell, hollow in the middle, with the outer layer completely enclosing the entire sword.
Yun Ze raised the black sword and looked at its tail end, immediately seeing the hollow layer inside!
As expected!
Buzz!
Yun Ze's face instantly turned pale!
As he squinted at the sword hilt, countless sword hums echoed in his ears, and his hair stood on end!
He felt as if all the spiritual swords on the solitary peak were trembling, constantly telling him something!
It was like... like...
Right!
It was like the myriad swords chiming in unison back then!
Yun Ze slowly stood up, holding the black sword, and looked down at the sea of clouds below the solitary peak, as if sensing something.
Then... *crack*~
With a crisp sound, the sixth Qi vortex took shape!
The surrounding spiritual energy surged into Yun Ze's Qi Sea like mad, beginning to construct the sixth Qi vortex!
Yun Ze hastily closed his eyes, sat cross-legged, placed the black sword on his knees, and sank his consciousness into his Qi Sea, beginning to construct the sixth Qi vortex!
He could feel the sword intent of the solitary peak!?
If the World-Burning Sword Intent could be dismissed as his imagination, this couldn't be an illusion too!
Patriarch Chang Dao turned to look at an inner disciple walking by and directly called out, "Hey, what's your name again?"
The inner disciple hurried over and cupped his hands towards Patriarch Chang Dao, "Reporting to the Sect Master, this disciple is Luo Changchun, greetings to the Sect Master!"
"Luo Changchun, is it?"
Patriarch Chang Dao smiled and instructed, "Your junior brother is breaking through here, you guard him, don't let anyone disturb him. If he wakes up, tell him...
Never mind, I'll leave him a letter."
Patriarch Chang Dao casually took out a piece of letter paper from his spatial ring, inscribed a sentence on it with his sword intent, and wrapped it with the paper.
This letter could only be read once. After reading, the sword intent would naturally turn the paper to dust, leaving no trace.
He left the letter and the black sword with Yun Ze, and then stepped onto another sword, flying out of the solitary peak.
World-Burning Sword Intent.
This thing did not belong to the Guiwu Sword Sect, but was one of the twelve sword intents passed down by the Guiwu Sect!
Each of these twelve sword intents could create a sword genius! At least reaching the late stage of Dao Condensation!
Legend had it that the World-Burning Sword Intent was transformed from the sword spirit of a destroyed seventh-grade spiritual sword. It could not be cultivated. It ranked fourth among the twelve sword intents, and it was also the sword intent that his senior brother Xiao had refined for over a hundred years!
Now, this sword intent had fallen upon a junior, coupled with the appearance of the Guiwu Jue, it was hard not to suspect that something had happened.
If that person had truly returned, he should know, and he was qualified to know!
If that old hag didn't say anything, he couldn't help it. But he had a very good relationship with his senior brother Xiao. If he asked, he wouldn't refuse to answer!
Therefore...
While this小子 was breaking through, he had to go find senior brother Xiao!
The black sword could not leave the sect, so it would remain with this小子 for now. He would deal with it upon his return.
...
........
After an unknown amount of time, Yun Ze slowly raised his eyes after the sixth Qi vortex had completely stabilized.
The sky had already darkened. Although the surrounding spiritual energy was still suffocating, it was not as unbearable.
After all, he had been here for so long, and had even broken through once, so he had long been accustomed to it.
Yun Ze looked around but found no trace of Patriarch Chang Dao.
Just as he was about to get up, he looked down and saw the black sword still on his knees, with a letter placed on top of it!
The Sect Master had left, and he hadn't taken the black sword with him?!
"Fellow Daoist? Have you finished your breakthrough?"
Just as Yun Ze was about to read the letter, a figure emerged from the side.
He had to put away the letter and turn to look at the person. Seeing that he was wearing inner disciple attire, he stood up and cupped his hands, "Senior Brother."
"Ah! I dare not accept such a greeting!"
The person quickly dodged Yun Ze's bow. "Fellow Daoist, although you are still in the Qi Refining stage, you are highly regarded by the Sect Master. I believe you will become a true disciple sooner or later. Just call me Luo Changchun."
True disciple?
Given my seniority, no one would dare to take me in!
Yun Ze gave a wry smile, but did not explain. He just smiled and asked, "I will still call you Fellow Daoist Luo. What are you doing here?"
"It's nothing much."
Luo Changchun scratched his head. "The Sect Master asked me to guard your breakthrough here. Seeing that you have finished, I thought I would say hello before leaving. If you have anything else, I will take my leave and not disturb you."
"Farewell, Fellow Daoist Luo." Yun Ze cupped his hands to see him off.
It wasn't that he didn't want to make friends, but now that he had the black sword in hand, and he didn't know when the Sect Master would return, he had to cherish this time to research the relationship between the black sword and the immortal jade!
This black sword was the Sect Master's personal sword. If he missed this opportunity, there might not be another!
He had to seize this one chance!
Luo Changchun cupped his hands and took his leave. Yun Ze did not rush to take out the immortal jade, but first opened the letter, intending to see what the Sect Master had said.
As he unfolded the letter, Yun Ze felt an immense sword intent.
The text was entirely written in sword intent. Yun Ze's eyes widened in astonishment as he looked at it.