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Sitting in the Inner Room, Qin Tian continued his training. Although the Eighteen Layers of the Ghost Gate Trial would begin tomorrow, it seemed to lack significant challenges. Nevertheless, this was the first trial of the Ancient Immortal Path, and he could not afford to be careless.
"The Dragon-Tiger Sword Formation is truly impressive. If I can learn it, it should serve as a powerful weapon," Qin Tian thought back to Han Jingzhe, the leader of the Three Little Kings of Xuezhou Sword Manor, who had demonstrated the Dragon-Tiger Sword Formation earlier that day. It appeared to be quite formidable.
Unable to contain his excitement, he activated his Double Pupil. Every move and technique of Han Jingzhe's from earlier was thoroughly analyzed in his mind.
Qin Tian began his arduous training, starting from the smallest details.
The Dragon-Tiger Sword Formation consisted of five transformations.
Han Jingzhe had only mastered the second transformation.
Thus, the remaining three transformations could only be completed through the research of the Double Pupil.
However, the insights gained from the Double Pupil were sometimes even better than the original version.
Therefore, Qin Tian felt no regret.
In his hand, the wooden sword shimmered brightly.
Each move was precise and deliberate.
If Han Jingzhe were still alive and witnessed Qin Tian's training, he would undoubtedly be astonished.
For each move already bore the style of his master.
It was important to note that without his master's guidance, he would never have been able to grasp the Dragon-Tiger Sword Formation at all.
This sword formation required three years of foundation before one could even begin to learn it.
This time, stepping into the Ancient Immortal Path, for the sake of caution, his master directly imparted profound insights to him, enabling him to better grasp the essence within.
An hour later, the first transformation was achieved, and the sword intent was fully realized by Qin Tian. Moreover, due to the Spirit Sword Classic, what might be merely a basic transformation in others' hands wielded extraordinary power in Qin Tian's grasp.
Qin Tian was confident that if he were to battle Han Jingzhe now, even after sustaining serious injuries, he could defeat him without relying on the Purple Sea Phenomenon.
With the sword intent established, Qin Tian's Dragon-Tiger Sword Formation already possessed extraordinary strength. However, this was still not enough to satisfy him.
After mastering the first transformation, Qin Tian wasted no time and launched an assault on the second transformation.
Not long after, Qin Tian achieved the second transformation, mastering the Sword Intent.
His cultivation was successful.
If this speed were to reach Snow State Sword Manor, it would undoubtedly astonish everyone.
According to their statistics, mastering the Dragon-Tiger Sword Formation typically required at least five years of dedicated practice, even with the full guidance of a master to prevent practitioners from taking detours.
Yet Qin Tian was simply extraordinary.
Any Sword Technique in his hands could turn decay into wonder.
Moreover, his cultivation speed had significantly decreased.
It could be said that...
If it were other martial arts, such as knife techniques, spear techniques, or even body techniques, Qin Tian's speed could at most be one-third faster than others. This was because Qin Tian had never taken any detours in his training.
However, the Sword Technique was entirely different.
It seemed that Qin Tian was born with an extraordinary comprehension of the Sword Technique. Moreover, as long as he had time, he would immerse himself in understanding and practicing it.
With his exceptional talent combined with relentless effort, he fully realized his potential in the Sword Technique.
In less than three hours, he had already mastered the second transformation of sword intent.
Looking out the window, night had fallen.
Qin Tian decided not to continue his training. He wanted to go out for a stroll.
As he pushed open the door, he happened to see the Young Monk dozing off at the table.
"Will you walk with me for a bit?"
Qin Tian said softly.
"Senior? Sure."
Upon hearing the voice, the Young Monk quickly got up.
If before, he felt gratitude towards Qin Tian, now, after hearing the continuous sound of cultivation coming from the inner chamber, he was truly impressed.
For three whole hours, there wasn't a moment of laziness.
He really admired this senior.
Is someone else's cultivation better than yours?
That's because they are diligently practicing while you rest.
You reap what you sow.
How could he not admire that?
"What is your name?"
Qin Tianping slowly opened his mouth.
"Senior, you can just call me Xiao Wu."
"Don't call me senior. Am I that old?"
Qin Tian teased before continuing, "Well, my name is Shen Tianming."
Qin Tian didn't want to reveal his own name, so he simply stated Shen Tianming's name instead.
"In the world of cultivation, strength comes first. You are much stronger than I am, so calling you senior is an honor for Xiao Wu. Hehe, Senior Shen, where are you planning to wander?"
Xiao Wu quickly stepped in front of Qin Tian.
"Just wandering around! I've set up a formation here, so I doubt anyone will be able to enter."
With a casual wave of his hand, Qin Tian activated the first layer of the Soul Binding Demon Array.
That should be enough!
Saying this, the two pushed open the door.
“Senior Shen, I know this place well; there are several good spots. It's a small trading area. A person of your stature must want to exchange for some desired treasures. Let me take you there!”
Xiao Wu was about to step outside.
But unexpectedly, Qin Tian's hand suddenly landed on his shoulder.
“Don’t go out, there’s someone!”
The moment the door opened, Qin Tian sensed that something was off.
Xiao Wu was startled as well.
However, he trusted Qin Tian completely.
Since Qin Tian said there was someone, then there definitely was.
He quickly closed the door.
But it was already too late.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Three sharp sounds rang out.
The door that had just been closed was shattered by a powerful wave of sword energy.
With a loud thud, Xiao Wu fell to the ground.
In a panic, he quickly looked towards Qin Tian.
"Step back and hide in the Inner Room. I've set up a more advanced formation there; no one will be able to threaten you."
Before leaving, Qin Tian had already laid down the second layer of the Soul Binding Demon Array in the Inner Room.
Being cautious while outside was only natural.
Little did he know, it would come in handy right away.
"Heh heh, you little brat, you're quite vigilant. Too bad your little sidekick is going to die as soon as he retreats into the Inner Room. Hahaha."
At the door stood three figures.
Their cultivation levels were all at the mid-stage of Qi Control Realm.
In comparison to Qin Tian, who was at the early stage of Qi Control Realm, they were indeed much stronger.
This was also the reason for their confidence.
Unfortunately, they were facing Qin Tian.
"Ah!"
At that moment, several screams echoed from within the inner room.
Yet none of them belonged to Xiao Wu.
"Hmm?"
The leader of the three lightly furrowed his brow.
From the sound, it seemed so much like their people.
"Are you alright?"
Qin Tian spoke softly.
"Senior, I'm fine."
Xiao Wu's voice, laced with heavy breathing, reached the outer room.
"Heh heh, I didn't expect your formation to be this powerful. It seems you are a Formation Master! It's a pity that the close combat skills of a Formation Master aren't that impressive. You will still die."
The young man at the forefront brandished his long sword, glinting with a cold light.
Without further ado, he charged towards Qin Tian.
"Xiao Wu, do you have any wine?"
At that moment, as the young man, full of momentum and wielding his treasured sword, rushed towards Qin Tian,
Qin Tian casually asked.
"I do!"
Xiao Wu had wine on him.
"Pour me a glass."
Qin Tian spoke coldly.
"Alright."
In the inner room, Xiao Wu quickly took out a small wine bottle from his belongings and grabbed a cup from the nearby table.
He opened the bottle and began to pour the wine into the cup.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Three loud explosions echoed from the outer room.
Then, silence fell.
"Why is there no sound anymore? Never mind, my senior must be fine."
The liquor flowed slowly from the bottle into a small cup.
Just as it filled halfway, the door to the inner room was suddenly flung open.
Xiao Wu froze, nearly spilling the drink.
In walked Qin Tian, a smile on his face, standing right in front of him.
"Senior?"
Xiao Wu's face turned pale with fright.
"Is the drink ready?"
Qin Tian gently lifted the freshly poured cup and downed it in one go.
The spicy flavor rushed down his throat.
It still felt a bit unfamiliar.
"Senior, do you want more?"
Xiao Wu's hands trembled in fear.
So fast, the battle ended?
A glass of wine had just been poured.
And it was over!
Was it really that exaggerated?
"No, I don't want any more. It's best to drink less of this kind of thing."
Qin Tian, who wasn't fond of alcohol, wiped the wine stains from the corner of his mouth and looked at the still-dazed Xiao Wu.
"What are you staring at? Do these corpses here add to the atmosphere?"
Hearing Qin Tian's words, Xiao Wu finally snapped back to reality and hurriedly helped to drag the three corpses from the Inner Room outside.
Then he dragged out another three corpses from the outer room.
"Indeed, those three guys called for people during the day. If I had known, I would have killed them back then."
Qin Tian felt a sense of helplessness.
He had clearly spared their lives, yet he never expected it would lead to even greater trouble.
"I think they won't dare to come anymore. Six cultivators have already died. They were all top figures in their respective regions. Such a loss is something they should find hard to bear."
Xiao Wu, who had managed to enter this place, had fought his way through millions.
He was well aware that every three years, the strong ones who could step into the Ancient Immortal Path were revered prodigies.
Now, six of them had been lost.
Not only them, but even other powerful factions would struggle to cope with such a blow.
"No, they will definitely come again. We shouldn't go out; let's focus on our cultivation!"
Qin Tian's desire to go out was completely disrupted.
Returning to the Inner Room, he began to cultivate once more.
Seeing his senior so engrossed in cultivation inspired Xiao Wu as well.
Sitting cross-legged on the bed, he diligently practiced his skills.
At the same time...
In a courtyard south of Underworld City, a cup was smashed to the ground, shattering into pieces.
"Do they dare to kill even my people? They've gone too far. Tomorrow, when the Ghost Gate opens, I will slay him."
Zhou Tong sat in the hall, seething with anger.
In the hall, a dozen figures dared not make a sound.
"Though we may not come from the same place, since we are here and you call me Brother, your lives are now mine. Those three will not die in vain."
With that, Zhou Tong turned and left.
"Brother Zhou is truly loyal; following him guarantees our safety!"
"Right! I admire Brother Zhou's loyalty. Although our chances of entering the Celestial Gate are almost zero, we came here seeking opportunities, didn't we? Isn't this enough?"
"Yes, following Brother Zhou, we'll surely enjoy the good life."
The crowd in the hall cheered with excitement.
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