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"Some interesting things have happened, but you don't need to worry about them. They don't concern you much. Right now, all you need to do is follow me and learn the sword, and that will be enough."
Donghua looked at Wei Chen as if he were gazing at his own child, his expression turning gentle.
Seeing Donghua's expression, Wei Chen felt a warmth in his heart and smiled, "Donghua, why are you looking at me like that?"
Donghua chuckled lightly before becoming serious. "Let me ask you, are you willing to become my disciple and learn the sword from me?"
"Of course I am! Master, I've always regarded you as my teacher; it's just that you never agreed," Wei Chen muttered, wondering if Donghua had lost his mind. Just an hour ago, he couldn't even call him Master; he could only use his name. But now, everything had changed dramatically—he was directly taking on a disciple...
It was quite perplexing for Donghua; he truly didn't understand what Wei Chen was thinking.
Donghua smiled again. "Aren't you afraid that you won't learn anything by following me? You might end up calling me Master for nothing and learn nothing at all. After all, my abilities seem to have diminished a bit."
Wei Chen shook his head nonchalantly. "I'm not worried at all. Even if you had no abilities and couldn't teach me anything, I will always remember that when I was at Cloud Spirit Sect, everyone looked down on me except for you. If it weren't for your support, I would have been long gone."
Wei Chen was a grateful person; once a teacher, always a father. No matter how weak Donghua's abilities were, in Wei Chen's eyes, he was still the formidable Donghua who taught him the Sixth-Rank Soul Skill and helped him become a Talented Disciple at Cloud Spirit Sect.
That kindness was something Wei Chen could never forget; he didn't care about Donghua's level of strength.
A drop of kindness should be repaid with a fountain of gratitude; Wei Chen always kept this saying in mind and had never really suffered any losses.
Being someone who understood how to repay gratitude would always lead to a good life; one wouldn't end up in a bad situation.
Hearing Wei Chen's response, Donghua nodded in satisfaction and said with a smile, "Then from today onward, we shall be master and disciple."
Without hesitation, Wei Chen knelt down respectfully and said, "Master, please allow your disciple to pay my respects."
“Between us, there’s no need for so many formalities,” Donghua chuckled. “I am naturally free-spirited; being too restrained only serves as a form of bondage. Now, let me share my background with you.”
With that, a nostalgic look appeared in Donghua's eyes. Wei Chen stood obediently beside him, knowing that what was to come would be another legendary tale. It was clear that Donghua was not from this world; he likely hailed from Hua Xia World, a place that filled Wei Chen with longing.
“You know about Hua Xia World, which makes things easier. The level of existence there is quite high, but even higher is the Nine Immortal Realm above it—a true gathering place for the strongest. Anyone who emerges from there is a formidable figure. In the Nine Immortal Realm, I was a rogue cultivator whom no one dared to provoke; aside from a few ancient beings who have lived for millennia, no one could match me. I had no sect or affiliation and lived quite freely in the Nine Immortal Realm. However, due to certain circumstances, I ended up in this world, where my power has been somewhat diminished. Right now, I lack the qualifications to open a spatial tunnel back to Hua Xia World. In a few years, once my strength is restored, I will directly open the spatial tunnel and return to Hua Xia World.”
“I specialize in Sword Technique—or rather, I only cultivate Sword Technique. With my heart set on mastering the sword, I do not practice anything else. Maintaining this focus has allowed me to become the strongest Sword Immortal in the Nine Immortal Realm. You are different; your primary focus should be on formations, with Sword Technique as a secondary pursuit. The Demon Lotus Inheritance will provide you with numerous benefits for your physical body and your Martial Soul—both are incredibly wonderful. Thus, you should understand that the White Out and Demon Lotus grant you physical enhancement, an oppressive aura against demonkind, and insights into Soul Power that strengthen your body. What I offer you is the sword of slaughter—the king's sword—while you must diligently study formations on your own; that is something I cannot teach you. Once you become a true Formation Master, your confidence in returning to Hua Xia World will greatly increase.”
Donghua spoke earnestly.
Wei Chen nodded and replied, “I understand.”
“Good to hear that. Learning swordsmanship from me will be challenging; each of my Sword Techniques is of exceptional quality and comes with significant difficulty in cultivation.”
“I believe my sword skills are quite good; I can learn ordinary Eighth Rank Sword Techniques in no time.”
“Don’t get ahead of yourself; what I’m about to teach you is also a rare Sword Technique from the Nine Immortal Realm in Hua Xia World. Once mastered, just that Sword Technique alone will allow you to roam freely in Soul World.”
With that, Donghua led Wei Chen to an open area and said solemnly, “The Sword Technique I’m going to teach you is called Seven Killing Sword. It’s meant for both killing enemies and oneself. Killing enemies is easy, but killing oneself is much harder.”
Hearing Donghua's words, Wei Chen was taken aback. “What do you mean? Killing enemies and killing oneself? Is it one of those techniques where you injure yourself while defeating your opponent?”
Wei Chen shook his head vigorously. “If it’s like that, then I wouldn’t want to learn it.”
“No,” Donghua chuckled softly. “Killing enemies is straightforward; once mastered, you can defeat an opponent of average strength with a single strike. However, killing oneself refers to mental cultivation. The Seven Wounds Sword consists of two sets: one set comprises sword moves while the other focuses on Mind Sword techniques. Once mastered together, they unleash tremendous power. If you only possess external skills, while they won’t be entirely ineffective, their impact won’t be as great.”
Wei Chen pondered, "What you mean is that the Seven Wounds Sword can kill enemies with the external sword, but it harms oneself with the internal sword?"
"Not exactly. Both the external and internal swords can harm enemies, but only the internal sword can harm oneself. The so-called internal sword refers to the cultivation of one's mind and spirit. It won't truly injure your spirit, but it can affect your thoughts. If you're not careful, you might go astray. If you manage to resist it, then you will have mastered the mental aspect of the Seven Wounds Sword. If you fail to resist, all your previous efforts will be in vain, and you may even suffer internal injuries that are difficult to heal."
Donghua looked at Wei Chen and recounted the details of the Seven Wounds Sword once more. Wei Chen finally understood that the Seven Wounds Sword consists of both external and internal cultivation, with the internal cultivation being the most challenging and risky. Even with Donghua by his side to help him in critical moments, a moment's carelessness could still cause Wei Chen some harm.
That kind of harm would penetrate deep within, settling in his mind and spirit, leaving a shadow that could never be erased for a lifetime.
Once cultivation failed, there would be no chance to master the Seven Wounds Sword again.
Danger and opportunity always coexist; fortune favors the bold. It is impossible to gain benefits without any risk involved.
The Seven Wounds Sword has seven wounds: it does not yearn for love, it does not stand in the setting sun, it does not speak of parting cups, it does not listen to night rain, it does not see white-haired figures, it does not sing sad songs. These seven wounds are remarkably profound. Listening to them left Wei Chen utterly bewildered; he couldn't grasp what they meant at all.
The more perplexing it was, the more curious he became. Wei Chen quietly committed Donghua's words to memory and asked softly, "Master, are these seven phrases for external or internal practice?"
"They are both external and internal; they are inseparable. However, the so-called seven wounds refer to wounds of the heart; you can understand them as internal practice," Donghua replied.
Wei Chen inquired further, "What do you mean by seven wounds?"
"Do not yearn for love means that when practicing swordsmanship, you must cast aside all selfish thoughts and distractions. You cannot think of anyone or miss anyone; it emphasizes emptiness—abandoning all things so that only the sword remains in your heart," Donghua explained.
"What about 'do not look to the horizon'?" Wei Chen asked.
Donghua responded, "Regardless of where you are in life, remember those who have shown you kindness, those who miss you, and those who need your love and protection. That is what Unforgettable Edge means."
"Uh... 'Unforgettable Edge' and not being able to miss someone, isn't that a bit contradictory?" Wei Chen asked, feeling speechless.
"It's not just contradictory; it's utterly paradoxical," Donghua replied with a wry smile. "When I first practiced the Seven Wounds Sword, I was already well-known in the Nine Immortal Realm. I pondered over the Seven Wounds Sword for a long time before I began my training. The various contradictions within it require a strong mindset to overcome, or perhaps great perseverance and insight to make it work."
Wei Chen's face showed bitterness. If even someone as formidable as Donghua found it difficult to practice, how could he expect to fare any better?
But at this point, not practicing was not an option.
"What about the next five moves?" Wei Chen pondered for a moment and asked lightly.
Donghua's expression brightened. Wei Chen's question indicated that he was willing to continue listening and learning. There is no difficulty in the world for those who are determined; as long as Wei Chen was willing to learn, he would eventually find a way. In this way, Donghua's efforts would not be in vain.
"The first move, 'Do Not Stand in the Setting Sun,' refers to a man of virtue knowing what to pursue and what to avoid. Do not stand under the setting sun, contemplating those matters of old age; instead, maintain a youthful heart at all times. Youth is not merely a matter of physical age but a mindset. If your heart is young, you will feel young. If you often stand in the sunset, admiring its glow, aren't you just an old person?"
"The second move, 'Do Not Speak of Parting Sorrows,' you should be able to guess. Regardless of who it is—friends or family—when parting comes, there's no need for excessive words. If separation is inevitable, why waste time talking? Being more carefree allows one to stay on the right path."
"The third move, 'Do Not Listen to the Night Rain,' is quite similar to 'Do Not Stand in the Setting Sun.' It's also a mindset, but more specifically, it means not to reminisce about things you cannot have. If something isn't yours, no matter how hard you chase after it, it will never belong to you. What should be yours will come easily if you simply put in some effort or even just wait patiently. The essence of 'Do Not Listen to the Night Rain' is about not blindly pursuing and avoiding extravagance."
"The fourth move, 'Do Not See White Hair,' means not to be swayed by those whose hearts have aged along with their years. Spending time with such people may provide some so-called experience, but it's ultimately meaningless. While that experience might help you to some extent, it can also waste your time and make you hesitant instead of brave. 'Do Not See White Hair' signifies courage."
"The fifth move, 'Do Not Sing Sad Songs,' is straightforward: whether your friends or family have passed away or if you yourself are facing death, do not grieve or try to change anything. Death is final; once gone, they will never return. Instead of mourning, strive forward—that is how you honor those who have passed."
Upon hearing this, Wei Chen felt an impulse to die: truly worthy of being the most difficult sword technique!
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