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"Kid, you are the greatest pride of my Azure Wind Sword Sect. You must take good care of yourself on this journey of tens of thousands of miles. Even at Great Chu Academy, do not tarnish our reputation," Zhu Tianchao said with a smile as he looked at the young man before him.
"Vice Master, don't worry. I won't let you down. I will definitely contribute to the development of the sect," Ren Pingsheng nodded and promised. This was what he should do.
"That's good to hear. I believe you are clear about the route. Be careful along the way!"
"When I have achieved success, I will definitely come back." He glanced at the place he had stayed for three years, softly murmuring a few words before turning around and leaving, embarking on a new journey.
"I hope you can grow up soon; the future belongs to you," Zhu Tianchao said quietly as he watched Ren Pingsheng gradually disappear, his tone filled with both hope and loneliness.
Ren Pingsheng bought some food, clothing, and supplies in Canglan City before galloping off toward the northwest.
The Azure Wind Sword Sect is located in the southeastern corner of Snow State, while Great Chu Academy is to the northwest, about thirty-five thousand miles away. Even with the Black Demon Horse gifted by the sect, it would take twenty-five days of non-stop travel.
Unfortunately, this was unrealistic; even if a person could endure it, a horse could not. Moreover, since it was Ren Pingsheng's first time traveling such a long distance, there would be delays along the way. Therefore, it would take at least a month, possibly even longer.
Fortunately, he had plenty of time and did not need to rush to Great Chu Academy. He planned to spend two months getting acquainted with the local customs and culture along the way.
The Black Demon Horse galloped forward while Ren Pingsheng, dressed in a green robe, sat steadily atop it with a smile on his face and his long hair flowing in the wind. The scenery on both sides of the road passed by in an instant, leaving no time for leisurely appreciation.
Two days later, Ren Pingsheng suddenly stopped while riding at full speed and stared blankly into the distance. "I've already reached Yunxing Sect's territory; I hope there won't be too much trouble."
Winter Mountain is an obscure little mountain within Yunxing Sect's territory. However, its geographical location is quite prominent, situated on both sides of the official road that runs north and south, creating a relatively perilous terrain. Thus, it has become a frequent haunt for bandits and outlaws.
On this day, a young man dressed in a green robe rode a black steed and stopped on the official road from afar. He turned his head to look around, seemingly assessing something.
"Such heavy killing intent; come out! I know you're here," Ren Pingsheng said coldly as he glanced at the startled birds flying from the mountain.
"Hmph, clever kid. But no matter how clever you are, you won't leave here alive today." A figure flashed out from one side of the mountain—a fierce-looking old man whose eyes were fixed on Ren Pingsheng with an expression of unresolved hatred.
"Heh heh, you must be Elder Qin from Yunxing Sect. I've heard you've been looking for me; unfortunately, I've been busy cultivating and only learned about it later. My apologies," Ren Pingsheng replied casually.
"Kid, stop pretending! You were the one who harmed my disciple Zhang Han!" Qin Shan asked through gritted teeth without any intention of being polite.
"Zhang Han? Yes, he indeed died at my hands. I just didn't expect that such an ignorant fellow would turn out to be your disciple. What a surprise!" Ren Pingsheng said with a half-smile.
"Ah, it really was you, you little beast. I will kill you to avenge my disciple."
"Wait, as an elder of the Yunxing Sect, aren't you afraid of provoking conflict between the two factions by acting so openly?"
"As long as I can kill you, what does it matter? Even if they know, so what? Do you think I fear your Canglan Sword Sect? You little beast, come and take your life!" Qin Shan roared like a furious lion, charging forward. His fist carried a fierce wind and an astonishing momentum as it howled towards Ren Pingsheng.
"Since you're such an old fool, I won't hold back either." Ren Pingsheng appeared relaxed, seemingly not taking the high-level warrior in front of him seriously.
He lightly swayed to dodge the incoming punch. With another swift movement, he evaded a sweeping blow. The sword in his hand glimmered with silver light as it aimed straight for Qin Shan's chest.
"Ding ding..." Qin Shan's armored arm crossed in front of his chest, blocking Ren Pingsheng's strike. Then his fists fell like the wind, colliding with the continuously thrusting sword, creating a cacophony of metal clashing.
"Bang..." Ren Pingsheng suddenly found his sword swept away by Qin Shan's punch, sending him back a distance of ten feet. He shook his slightly numb right hand, feeling somewhat astonished. Qin Shan was indeed formidable; he had heard that Qin Shan had been a high-level warrior for over ten years. Although breaking through to become a Martial Master seemed hopeless, his strength was undoubtedly at the top tier.
Before he could think further, Qin Shan suddenly leaped forward, both fists descending from above. Ren Pingsheng swiftly dodged this attack just in time, leaving only a pit where he had stood moments before, dust flying everywhere.
Qin Shan straightened up and slowly walked out, his eyes fixed on Ren Pingsheng. "You little beast, weren't you quite impressive just now? Why are you jumping around like a monkey now?"
"Heh heh, I just didn't expect you to be so powerful for an old man. It seems I need to use my full strength now. Let's see how strong I really am." Ren Pingsheng's expression changed as he sheathed his sword again.
An invisible aura began to flow slowly. Although their initial exchange had been brief, he knew that this opponent was definitely a tough one to deal with, both in terms of strength and experience.
"Kill..." Ren Pingsheng let out a low growl as he stepped forward like an arrow released from its bow. He was right in front of Qin Shan again, drawing his sword once more. This time his speed increased even more as he thrust, slashed, and cut with movements as smooth as flowing water. Each strike targeted the most lethal points.
Qin Shan's expression shifted slightly as he hurriedly dodged and swung his fists repeatedly. However, Ren Pingsheng's sword moved like a cunning serpent, skillfully avoiding each punch without engaging directly.
"Damn it, die!" Qin Shan's face turned beet red; he found himself unable to deal with this little guy who had just advanced to the Warrior Realm. This made him lose control of his temper. His fist glowed with a hazy red light as its speed increased by threefold and its power surged several times stronger.
"Slash!" Without blinking at the incoming punch from Qin Shan, Ren Pingsheng pivoted around his right foot in a complete 360-degree turn, not only avoiding the punch but also bringing his sword down diagonally from the side.
Qin Shan's face changed in shock; then he gritted his teeth and decided to counterattack—his left fist shot up to block the descending sword while his right fist swept sideways toward Ren Pingsheng.
"Bang... Bang..." Both of them involuntarily took a few steps back, neither gaining the upper hand. Ren Pingsheng's sword struck against Qin Shan's left fist, while Qin Shan's sweeping right punch was blocked by Ren Pingsheng's left fist.
"I have to admit you are a genius. With your low-level warrior cultivation, you can actually fight me, a high-level warrior, until now. But you just broke through, and your training time is too short, which means your downfall is inevitable today," Qin Shan said with a serious expression.
"Actually, it's quite a pity for you as well. You allowed me to familiarize myself with the combat style between warriors, and now you have to pay with your life," Ren Pingsheng gently shook his head, looking quite reluctant.
"Haha... that's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard in my life. Your strength is decent, but unfortunately, you're still too arrogant, thinking I can't do anything about you."
"Arrogant? I don't think so at all; rather, it's you who relies too much on your experience. Now let me show you my newly comprehended sword technique."
"Thirteen Kills of the Gale, Slash..." Ren Pingsheng's aura surged as he surrounded Qin Shan, suddenly manifesting twelve figures. They all attacked simultaneously, and twelve sword energies howled out like a tidal wave, seemingly capable of obliterating everything.
"What is this? How is it possible!" Qin Shan was greatly shocked; this was clearly a perfected Profound-level sword technique. This guy who had just broken through not only possessed a Profound-level sword technique but had also cultivated it to perfection. It was truly hard to believe.
However, he knew this was not the time for surprise. He quickly adjusted his body as if transforming into an ancient mountain that had stood for ten thousand years. "Immovable as a Mountain! Block!"
"Boom!" The twelve beams of sword light directly engulfed Qin Shan. Explosions rang out intermittently as dust flew everywhere, and soon a pit about seven or eight feet deep appeared on the ground.
The twelve figures that had emerged slashed out their sword energies before swiftly merging back into Ren Pingsheng's body, causing his aura to surge even higher.
"Slash!" His eyes seemed to penetrate through the swirling dust and directly lock onto Qin Shan. He leaped into the air and landed above Qin Shan. The sword in his hand slashed downwards. Below him, Qin Shan's face changed drastically; the overwhelming aura made his scalp tingle. He could only raise his fist again to block.
"Bang..." As Ren Pingsheng's sword came down, he didn't even look at the result. Like a willow in the wind, he shifted his body and appeared to the side, delivering another identical slash.
Qin Shan's immovable defense was strong; at least he managed to block Ren Pingsheng's ferocious first strike. But before he could catch his breath, Ren Pingsheng's sword came slashing from the side again, each strike faster and more ferocious than the last.
"Pfft... This is a Profound-level sword technique; after more than ten strikes like this, how can his meridians withstand it?" Qin Shan's immovable defense was not only breached under the fierce attacks but he was also sent flying away.
Ren Pingsheng's figure flickered as he soared into the air, once again slashing down with his sword.
"You can't kill me, kid! Once I catch my breath, it will be your death," Qin Shan shouted in humiliation and anger.
"You won't get that chance; what a pity for your life," Ren Pingsheng chuckled lightly as his eyes flashed with brilliance, and an overwhelming sword intent surged forth. The speed of the sword in his hand increased even further.
Qin Shan had just finished speaking when he felt an endless sharpness rushing toward him, momentarily binding him so he couldn't move. Even his Soul experienced a sudden sting and disorientation.
"Ah..." Just as he regained consciousness, a more intense pain surged through him, causing him to scream in agony. His body flew out at a faster speed, blood gushing from his chest and splattering everywhere.
"Sword Momentum... you actually comprehended Sword Momentum." After landing, Qin Shan suddenly became alert, staring at the distant Ren Pingsheng with a mix of horror and disbelief. Another mouthful of blood spewed forth, his face turning pale.
In that brief moment, Ren Pingsheng had pierced through his Heart with a single strike.
"Haha, you can go in peace. I’m sure your disciple is quite lonely down there."
"You little beast, you won't get away with this. Hahaha... just wait for endless pursuit!" He suddenly laughed wickedly as a firework shot up from his hand.
With a flick of his sword, Ren Pingsheng ended his life and then looked up thoughtfully.
"Pursuit? Interesting, it won't be lonely from here on."
"Dare to kill my Yunxing Sect people? You better be prepared to pay with your life!" A roar suddenly echoed from afar. It seemed there were experts from Yunxing Sect nearby.
"Haha... what of Yunxing Sect? As long as they dare to block me, I'll kill them one by one!" Ren Pingsheng laughed wildly, rummaging through Qin Shan's belongings before galloping away on horseback.
Only laughter lingered in the wind for a long time!
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