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Chapter Ninety-Seven: City and Moon
"Emperor Huang," a name that resonates through the ages, a legend, and a pride of humanity. He was the last supreme cultivator to reach the Imperial Realm.
A millennium after his death, no one in the mortal realm dared to claim the title of emperor again.
In the Cultivation World, whenever people spoke of this name, their faces reflected awe and respect, as if they were venerating a deity, not daring to show any disrespect.
In a secluded chamber, two individuals fell into silence for a moment. Lin Feng finally broke the quiet, asking, "Master Ancestor, does it mean that if one cultivates a particular attribute of Spiritual Root to its utmost strength, they can manifest the corresponding Spiritual Root's Manifestation of Divine Powers?"
The man nodded. "Indeed. For example, if you cultivate within the Central State Divine General Mansion and strengthen your Metallic Spiritual Root to its peak, you can also exhibit my Desolate Smoke in the Desert Manifestation of Divine Powers."
"But there is one crucial point. Fate Realization is about seeking the Dao. What is the Dao? It lies in the accumulation of daily cultivation insights and experiences. If you cultivate one path, you walk the sword path. However, if you attempt to manifest 'A Heart of Loyalty Illuminates History' from Divine General Manor, your understanding derived from practicing Martial Arts Technique will differ. You won't be able to unleash this Manifestation of Divine Powers to its fullest potential. Moreover, others' Manifestations of Divine Powers may conflict with your Martial Arts Technique; lacking focus in understanding the Dao makes breakthroughs difficult," he explained patiently.
Lin Feng pondered over Master Ancestor's words before responding, "Is there a type of Martial Arts Technique that does not require cultivating the corresponding Spiritual Root into essence to manifest its powers? Instead, could there be a Martial Arts Technique that only cultivates Spiritual Root without forming essence?"
Upon hearing this, the man displayed an approving expression. "Correct. It's impressive that you can think so clearly at such a young age. Cultivating only Spiritual Root without forming essence allows one to adapt and transform various Manifestations of Divine Powers when reaching complete essence. Indeed, it can manifest myriad techniques. You are truly a disciple of Divine Ruins with profound insights that surpass my own from years past."
Lin Feng chuckled lightly. "Master Ancestor flatters me. Perhaps my lack of reverence for Azure Cloud Sect and other sects' traditions has led me to think outside the box and dare to imagine."
The man nodded. "Disciples from various sects excel in their own paths and often hold deep respect for their teachings without venturing into others' ways. Only when they reach the Enlightenment Realm and find cultivation stagnant do some begin to explore different paths for insights."
"Currently, since you hail from Solitary Moon City, it's true that you may not hold reverence for its teachings."
Hearing this made Lin Feng's face turn pale with fear; he immediately bowed respectfully and said, "Master Ancestor, forgive me. I absolutely hold reverence and gratitude towards Solitary Moon City. It's just that I have taken a distinctly different path in my cultivation journey."
The man raised his hand, signaling Lin Feng to rise before continuing, "Throughout history, many talents have emerged from the Cultivation World. Your thoughts are certainly not unique; however, those who have achieved them are few and far between."
"I believe Master Da chose me because he hopes I will take an unconventional path. Their cultivation is strong; they likely have many friends as well. They don't just need a helper; they need a trump card," Lin Feng reflected quietly.
The man remarked, "Your tone now indeed resembles that of a Divine Ruins Disciple."
"Please enlighten me, Senior," Lin Feng asked with interest.
The disciple of Divine Ruins spoke in a calm tone, yet exuded immense confidence. It was as if their words were the truth of the world. Thus, disciples of Divine Ruins were not particularly likable.
"So, the disciples of Divine Ruins are all quite strong-willed," Lin Feng realized.
The man extended his hand, and the Moon City Sword fell into his grasp. "On the day I left Solitary Moon City, I was in a hurry and did not leave behind the techniques of the Moon City Sword. Today, I will impart the secrets of the Moon City Sword to you. You must take them back to Solitary Moon City."
"Yes, Master Ancestor," Lin Feng replied respectfully.
"The Moon City Sword technique is the essence of my lifelong learning, containing my insights on swordsmanship. There are three forms: the first is Seeing the Characters. The second is Lonely Word Formula. The third is Living Character Formula."
As he spoke, the man wielded the Moon City Sword, executing various Sword Techniques. Waves of suffocating sword energy floated around the chamber. Above his head hovered a jade slip, recording all the Sword Techniques he demonstrated.
Lin Feng watched Master Ancestor practice the Sword Technique with intense focus. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity; even Sword Saint Senior Lin Bai had never experienced such a grand chance, and Lin Feng cherished it deeply.
The techniques he demonstrated were like the night fading away as the Rising Sun slowly ascended, illuminating the earth and bringing joy to one's heart. The sword moved like a playful dragon, its speed reaching an extreme, akin to a Happy Spirit Beast running freely.
When it came to Lonely Word Formula, the sword's momentum slowed down and became erratic. It resembled a drunken man swaying unsteadily, occasionally thrusting eastward or westward. The sword energy flowed like water, cold and haunting, evoking feelings of isolation and heartache.
Finally, in Living Character Formula, the sword's pace became neither hurried nor slow, indifferent to praise or blame. Each strike was confident and graceful, bursting forth with an aura that pierced through the heavens.
After an hour and a half, the man completed the Moon City Sword Technique. His figure appeared much more ethereal, transforming from a solid person into a frail shadow. It seemed that performing this set of sword techniques had drained him significantly.
"Master Ancestor, are you alright?" Lin Feng asked with concern.
The man waved his hand dismissively to indicate he was fine. Then he said, "This place is not suitable for long stays; my presence here serves no purpose. As you prepare to leave, I will give you two jade slips."
As he reached out, the floating jade slip above his head descended into his hand. He handed it to Lin Feng and said, "This jade slip contains the secrets of the Moon City Sword and even records my personal demonstrations. You must deliver it to the current Sovereign of Solitary Moon City."
"Master Ancestor, rest assured, I will not fail in my mission," Lin Feng said solemnly.
"The second jade slip contains one of my Sword Techniques. I will infuse my remaining power into this Sword Technique and store it within the jade slip. In times of danger, you can shatter the slip and unleash my Sword Technique. You must take good care of my wife until the day you meet my true self. Do you remember?" The man's tone was heavy.
Lin Feng raised his hand to swear, "I, Lin Feng, vow that as long as I draw breath, I will seek out the true self of my predecessor. Delivering the Ancestral Matriarch to the Founder is of utmost importance. Should I betray this oath, may I, Lin Feng, be obliterated in body and soul, never to be reborn."
The man nodded, "I have cultivated for thousands of years and seen countless people. Whether they are human or ghost, loyal or treacherous, I can still discern the truth. You must live well and ensure that my wife does not fall into the Ghost Realm."
"Rest assured, I, Lin Feng, do not believe I am destined for a short life," Lin Feng replied earnestly.
"Very well. It is time for me to disappear."
As the man was about to begin his incantation, Lin Feng suddenly interrupted, "Predecessor, I have one more request."
"You may speak," the man said.
Lin Feng's gaze fell upon the box beside the Yuan Stone Coffin. "Could that Purple Dress be gifted to me?"
"Good eye! You can tell what it is?" The man asked with a smile.
Lin Feng shook his head. "To be honest, my girlfriend loves purple, and I wish to give her this dress."
"Ah, youth is truly enviable."
After a sigh, the man continued, "The proudest achievements of my life are forging the Moon City Sword and this Purple Jade Glass Skirt. Unfortunately, now that Mo Yi is gone, all that remains is longing for what once was. You may take anything from this secret chamber."
"Remember to take good care of my wife until you meet my true self."
"The city sees no moon yet lives on in solitude; endless thoughts linger in fate."
The man let out a long sigh, which ultimately transformed into a sword that merged into a jade tablet.
With the man's disappearance, Lin Feng suddenly felt that the secret chamber had become much emptier. He swept all the treasures within the chamber into his possession and then bowed to the empty space, saying, "Master Ancestor, rest assured, I, Lin Feng, will accomplish what I have set out to do, no matter the cost."
As Lin Feng thought about leaving, he realized a significant problem.
"Master Ancestor, you haven't told me how to get out. Master Ancestor, where are you? How do I leave?"
Lin Feng shouted loudly into the secret chamber, but no one answered. Just as he hesitated, the Moon City Sword flew toward him of its own accord and hovered in front of him.
"Are you going to take me out?"
Lin Feng tentatively leaped onto the Moon City Sword. Then, with Lin Feng aboard, the Moon City Sword traced a white arc and flew out of the secret chamber at an astonishing speed.
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