Cultivation by Trial and Error
Chapter 631: 624 Black Water Mysterious Yellow Sword Finger (Happy National Day)
Chapter 631: Chapter 624 Black Water Mysterious Yellow Sword Finger (Happy National Day)
Munching on small pastries and savoring the tea in his cup, the chatter of the crowd in the tea house continuously flowed into Ye Fangxian’s ears.
After a long and arduous journey back to the West Barbarian Mountain territory, he decided to stop in Giant Willow City. Not only was he quite tired, but he naturally wanted to take this opportunity to better understand the current state of the West Barbarian Mountain territory.
After all, it had been nearly a hundred years since his departure.
What the situation was like now in the West Barbarian Mountain territory, he was utterly clueless.
The tea house was a melting pot of the crowd, and if one wished to gather information, there was no better place.
Sitting at the tea table, he relaxed, without a need to take any action; he merely listened quietly for a while and naturally learned quite a bit.
“Nowadays, the Bloodthirsty Sect seems to be quite prominent!”
“Having stayed in this tea house for half a day, the vibe in the West Barbarian Mountain Territory feels somewhat off.”
“When I left, Medicine King Valley was still the overlord of the West Barbarian Mountains, with at least seven or eight True Immortal and True Demon level powerhouses within their sect.”
“But now, I only hear people talking about the Bloodthirsty Sect, and no one even mentions our Medicine King Valley.”
“Logically speaking, this shouldn’t be the case at all!”
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Taking a sip of the clear tea, this thought suddenly crossed Ye Fangxian’s mind, furrowing his brows.
Looking around, his gaze landed on a middle-aged man sitting alone in the tea house next to him, just like him.
The man, carrying a broadsword on his back, seemed like an ordinary martial artist.
But to Ye Fangxian’s keen sight, it was clear at a glance that the broadsword carried by the middle-aged man was actually a magic sword.
Ordinary martial artists would only be able to wield a magic sword as a common sword, but only cultivators could truly unharness its power.
Without a doubt, the middle-aged man was certainly a cultivator.
“Brother, isn’t Medicine King Valley the strongest sect within the West Barbarian Mountain territory?”
“Inside this tea house, no one talks about them. May I ask, what’s the current situation of Medicine King Valley?”
Approaching and sitting opposite the middle-aged man, Ye Fangxian initiated a conversation, inquiring.
“Back then, Medicine King Valley fought a great battle with the Heavenly Extreme Holy Sect, both suffering heavy losses, nearly wiping out all of their True Immortal and True Demon level experts.”
“Eventually, Medicine King Valley closed off for a hundred years, and the Heavenly Extreme Holy Sect vanished from the world.”
“These two great powers have not appeared in many years.”
“Even such major news is unknown to you, Taoist friend, haven’t you been secluded in the deep mountains all this time?”
The middle-aged man carrying the magic sword looked Ye Fangxian up and down a few times.
Perhaps feeling slight displeasure at Ye Fangxian taking a seat directly opposite him without asking for permission, he rolled his eyes while responding, giving Ye Fangxian a look of disdain.
“What? Medicine King Valley suffered heavy losses and closed off for a hundred years?”
Hearing this news, Ye Fangxian’s face changed, and he exclaimed in shock.
Having been taken in by Medicine King Valley from a young age and groomed as a key disciple, he naturally had strong feelings for Medicine King Valley.
These years, he had been making a name for himself across other territories.
The number of powers that wanted to recruit him was far from just one or two.
It was just a pity that in his heart, he lived as a person of Medicine King Valley, and in death, he would be a ghost of the same.
For invitations from other forces, he bluntly rejected them without a second word.
This time, returning to the West Barbarian Mountain Territory, he not only sought to reclaim the dignity he had lost from Chen Hai, but also aimed to restore the reputation of Medicine King Valley and boost its prestige through his return.
But now, having just arrived in the West Barbarian Mountain Territory, he was suddenly greeted with this news, and boundless rage surged to the forefront of his mind in an instant.
The next moment, a gust of wind swept through, turning the teahouse hall into disarray, and just like that, Ye Fangxian had completely vanished as though he had never been there.
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Outside the entrance to the Bloodthirsty Sect, the doors to the long-sealed Cultivation Hall atop the Black Water Immortal Mountain finally began to slowly open.
“Congratulations, Master, rejoice for Master!”
“After several years of seclusion, you’ve finally broken through. You must have achieved great success in your divine skills!”
Just as Chen Hai stepped out of the Cultivation Hall, after only taking a few deep breaths, a figure flashed by, and Zhang Tianci appeared nearby, smiling obsequiously as he performed a bow towards him.
Three years earlier, after the amalgamation of the Five Thunders Sect into the Bloodthirsty Sect was settled and the Sect’s internal situation had stabilized, Chen Hai put everything aside and came to Black Water Immortal Mountain to pursue serene cultivation.
The closer to the mountain peak, the closer to the heavens and the better the effects of cultivation were believed to be.
Whether this was truly the case, no one knew for sure, but most cultivators held this belief.
Chen Hai’s chosen place for cultivation had always been at the peak of this mountain, while Zhang Tianci, that fellow, had carved out a cave mansion just a little bit below the peak to serve as his regular cultivation spot.
It was for this very reason that he felt the movement as soon as the Cultivation Hall’s doors began to open and hurried over immediately.
After the Sect unification was sorted out and he’d just arrived at Black Water Immortal Mountain, Chen Hai had met him once, offering words of encouragement.
Zhang Tianci, of course, knew a bit about Chen Hai’s plan to create a new Slaughter Skill.
If such a skill were successfully created, it would become the standard Slaughter Skill for their lineage.
As Chen Hai’s chief disciple, Zhang Tianci would naturally inherit and practice this technique.
“Speaking of divine skills being perfected, it’s not even close yet.”
“The Slaughter Skill I’ve created, I’ve named it the Black Water Mysterious Yellow Sword Finger.”
“This technique is currently only in its infancy, and it is still quite far from being perfected.”
“In theory, the Black Water Mysterious Yellow Sword Finger can cross the void and instantly slay an enemy thousands of miles away.”
“However, theory is just theory. As for how much power it can truly exhibit in actual combat, I myself have no idea.”
“This time, I’ve come out of the Cultivation Hall just to test the true might of this Black Water Mysterious Yellow Sword Finger.”
Nodding lightly, Chen Hai explained with a smile.
For a long time, with his formidable physique, he had never been defeated in close combat, almost invincible.
Naturally, such invincibility was limited to his own realm.
It would be akin to courting death for him to challenge a Heavenly Immortal with the strength of an Earth Immortal by crossing a Great Realm.
Close combat was Chen Hai’s forte, but as for creating a Slaughter Skill, it took him a long while to consider.
Eventually, he decided to address his own shortcomings and create a long-distance combat technique.
“Sword Qi extending thirty thousand miles, a single flicker of Sword Light chills the Nineteen States.”
This was the realm Chen Hai aspired to; in his view, only achieving such an effect would qualify as a passable Divine Secret Skill.
Unfortunately, he had only ever wielded blades, and as for any kind of sword, he had never touched nor considered becoming a Sword Immortal.
After much consideration, he eventually opted for the next best thing and decided to create a technique based on the sword finger.
With this idea in mind, and using the various foundations at his disposal as a cornerstone, he worked exhaustingly until today, when his Black Water Mysterious Yellow Sword Finger was finally shaped into a rough outline.