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Chapter 146: Lin Feng's Sword
Upon hearing the words "Golden Spirit Seed," the most surprised person was Lin Feng.
Perhaps the Bamboo Elder truly could not understand why the Guan Family would come to Pei County to challenge Old Master Lei, even at the risk of offending the Empress of the Great Zhou, just to obtain the Golden Spirit Seed.
Although the Golden Spirit Seed was a rare treasure that could assist a Fate Realization cultivator in achieving perfection with a Metallic Spiritual Root, hadn't the Guan Family already reached the heights of the Master Realm?
For cultivators at the Enlightenment Realm, the Golden Spirit Seed held little value. However, for those at Fate Realization, it was something they could only dream of.
Nowadays, cultivators from various sects had long abandoned the ancient five-element Spiritual Roots. They focused on perfecting one attribute according to their own Martial Arts Technique, thereby manifesting an anomaly. This led them to enlightenment and entry into the Enlightenment Realm.
There were five rare treasures in the world that could help a Fate Realization cultivator achieve perfection in their attribute all at once.
The Lei Family possessed the Golden Spirit Seed, which was a secret. In Thunder Manor, only Old Master Lei and his grandson Thunder Sword knew about this secret.
Old Master Lei had kept it unused because it was domineering and could destroy a cultivator's physical body. He had yet to find a method to absorb the Golden Spirit Seed completely while protecting Thunder Sword's body from harm.
The Golden Spirit Seed in Old Master Lei's possession was limited, just enough for one Fate Realization cultivator with a Metallic Spiritual Root to reach perfection. If even a little were wasted, it would be a complete failure.
Lin Feng was astonished; he had learned about the ancient methods of cultivating the five-element Spiritual Roots through discussions with Ancestor predecessors. He was currently striving toward this direction.
The problem was that he had never mentioned his cultivation approach to anyone.
How did the Guan Family know about this? And why were they going through so much trouble to secure the Golden Spirit Seed for him?
Thunder Sword would not allow anyone to disturb his grandfather's Birthday Banquet. He stood up and said, "Senior Guan, my grandfather is advanced in age, and you are one of Gaojing's most powerful figures. If you two were to engage in combat, blades and swords are blind; it would not be good for anyone to get hurt. If a competition is necessary, why not let our younger generation take over?"
The Guan Family remained silent, their gaze shifting towards Leiba.
The Bamboo Elder spoke up, "Congratulations to Old Master Lei for having such a clever and filial grandson. However, this is ultimately a matter for adults; children should refrain from intervening."
Hearing this, Thunder Sword, youthful and impetuous, managed to hold back his emotions, demonstrating his remarkable composure. He declared, "Today is my grandfather's birthday. Senior Guan's aggressive stance is unbecoming. I wish to challenge the disciple brought by Senior Guan."
The Bamboo Elder responded again, "We are all businesspeople here; we do not engage in pointless matters. Time is precious to us."
Thunder Sword understood the refusal in those words. He turned to his grandfather and said, "Grandfather, let me take your place in this wager."
His eyes were filled with confidence and anticipation. With his late-stage Fate Realization cultivation, he was certain he could defeat Lin Feng, who was at the early stage of Fate Realization.
After all, Lin Feng was an unnamed figure on the monument. The top two rankings in Gaojing were merely related to talent and had nothing to do with cultivation strength. Only the first place in the Martial Examination could truly reflect a person's capabilities.
No matter how talented one might be, without growth, everything is but an illusion.
Leiba observed Thunder Sword thoughtfully. This matter was significant and not to be taken lightly. He not only wanted to avoid losing the Golden Spirit Seed but also aimed to acquire the Thunder Spirit Technique.
Thunder Sword's mother could no longer contain herself and exclaimed, "This is too much! Sword, go accept the challenge. If you lose, we will hand over the Golden Spirit Seed."
The Guan Family continued to look at Old Master Lei in silence.
Finally, Old Master Lei spoke up, "Sword, be mindful of your opponent."
"Yes, Grandfather."
Old Master Lei's thoughts stirred. A streak of dark light shot out and landed in Thunder Sword's hand. In Thunder Sword's grasp was a sword, entirely black, yet infused with the might of thunder.
"Thunder Sword."
Thunder Sword's voice trembled slightly. This was a Ninth-Grade Longsword, the highest grade among magical artifacts, and also the finest longsword of Thunder Manor. Thunder Sword had long yearned for this weapon, and now, as he prepared to battle with it, his heart was filled with both pain and excitement.
"Please."
Thunder Sword looked at Lin Feng, his tone laced with anticipation. It was an expectation for the sword's power, tinged with a hint of mockery.
Lin Feng did not draw any magical artifact but clasped his fists together and replied, "Please."
"You aren't using a weapon?" Thunder Sword asked.
Observing Thunder Sword's grip on the sword, Lin Feng realized that he was merely proficient in swordsmanship and lacked true Sword Intent. Without that, he could not unleash the true power of the Ninth-Grade Longsword.
Lin Feng responded, "My Martial Arts Technique is simply my two fists."
"Seeking death."
Thunder Sword moved, transforming into a blur as he crossed several paces in an instant, closing in on Lin Feng. Lin Feng unleashed all his cultivation, concentrating Vital Energy within his body.
Boom...
With a resounding crash, Thunder Sword struck Lin Feng's fist, producing golden sparks as if they were colliding against another Ninth-Grade metal artifact.
Between the Golden Spark, countless streams of Vital Energy surged, forming an Arc that clashed against each other.
Bang...
With another deafening sound, within mere moments, the Arc shattered. The Thunder Sword in Thunder Sword's hand maintained its thrusting momentum, with a massive amount of Vital Energy swirling around the tip of the blade. In contrast, Lin Feng's Vital Energy was contained within his body, showing no brilliance.
As the Thunder Sword drew closer, cracks began to appear in Lin Feng's clothing.
Seeing this, Leiba's serious expression gradually relaxed. He could see at a glance that Lin Feng's physical body was indeed remarkable, nearly on par with the demon race and the Barbarians. However, he was not particularly skilled in Divine Technique.
"There's simply no power to fight back; it's laughable," Lei Xuan sneered.
The Thunder Sword swung its blade with immense force, sending Lin Feng flying back eight zhang.
After landing, Lin Feng examined the cracks in his clothing and the wounds on his arms. Instead of feeling defeated, he felt a sense of joy.
"I've just seen that my physical limit is facing a Fate Realization late-stage Walker wielding a Ninth-Grade Treasure in a single strike. The premise is that this person is not connected to the Ninth-Grade Treasure," Lin Feng pondered.
As Lin Feng was sent flying, the Peixian Youth cheered loudly. When they looked at Lin Feng, their expressions were filled with disdain and contempt.
The Thunder Sword observed Lin Feng, who had just regained his footing, and did not pursue further; clearly, there was no need to do so.
The Thunder Sword struck again, swinging its blade into the air.
A beam of Thunder Sword Light sliced through the sky. At the same time, a golden shadow suddenly appeared, floating in midair. It was a talisman.
"When did Jian'er start practicing the Symbol Path?" Old Master Lei asked in a deep voice.
"Practicing both sword and symbols, I never expected the young master to be such a genius," Lei Xuan exclaimed in disbelief.
It seemed that Thunder Sword's practice of the Symbol Path was unknown to the people of Thunder Manor. With Thunder Sword eager to spar with Lin Feng, it was clear that he had been cultivating the Symbol Path for many years and had finally achieved some success. Now, he intended to showcase his prowess to his grandfather through Lin Feng.
In terms of swordsmanship alone, Thunder Sword already held the advantage. With the addition of his symbolic techniques, Lin Feng would find himself even more outmatched.
To everyone watching, this appeared to be a battle without suspense.
However, what was puzzling was that Lin Feng smiled even more happily upon seeing the symbols.
Lin Feng practiced the method of tracing back to the source; he could see things that others could not. With an additional technique, his strength naturally increased. The key was to master one technique to its utmost before adding another; only then could one truly enhance their power by using both simultaneously.
"That kid is still smiling?"
"Is he crazy?"
Under the overwhelming force of Vital Energy Power, Lin Feng's sleeves were already tattered, revealing his formidable physique. As Vital Energy coalesced around him, his body radiated a moonlit glow.
As Thunder Sword approached, he casually remarked, "Today, I should thank you. Your blood will help me prove my path. Consider it a congratulatory gift for my grandfather. To demonstrate my strength, I can only cripple you."
Thunder Sword's tone was light, but Lin Feng heard him clearly. Even several powerful figures, including Leiba, heard him distinctly. Leiba felt pleased; he believed his grandson should be like this.
Only with such confidence and dominance could he truly be considered his grandson.
Guan Family lightly spoke, "Lin Feng, it's getting late."
"Oh."
After Lin Feng responded, he began to truly take action. He couldn't use the Manifestation of Divine Powers, but he had created a similar Divine Ability of his own.
Lin Feng's Vital Energy ignited within him, resonating with the Blood Devouring Cauldron inside. Soon, a layer of crimson aura enveloped his body, taking the shape of a cauldron if one looked closely.
Lin Feng's speed was astonishing, much faster than the Thunder Sword's strike. He charged into the aura of the Thunder Sword and the golden symbol light. Due to his incredible speed and the intense Vital Energy Power contained within the Thunder Sword's aura and golden symbol light, cracks appeared on Lin Feng's body, and blood seeped out.
With a powerful punch, Lin Feng shattered the golden talisman paper. Another punch broke through the Thunder Sword's defenses. Finally, he closed in within a yard of the Thunder Sword, unleashing a storm-like barrage of punches.
A peak Fate Realization expert was no match for Lin Feng in close combat. Let alone the late-stage Thunder Sword.
The Thunder Sword quickly faltered under Lin Feng's relentless assault, forced to retreat step by step while spitting blood continuously.
"That's enough."
Leiba let out an angry roar.
The Peixian Youth could hardly believe what he was witnessing. How could the seemingly dominant Thunder Sword suddenly be defeated? Everything was happening too strangely.
The Thunder Sword was covered in blood, with too many broken bones to do anything but lie there.
Leiba looked at Lin Feng with a furious expression and said, "A remarkably strong physique, beyond imagination. Your strikes are ruthless."
"Guan Family" said lightly, "What a sword."
The "Guan Family" was not referring to the "Thunder Sword," but rather to "Lin Feng." She knew that "Lin Feng" would win and in what manner he would achieve victory. However, "Leiba" could not see this, not because their foundations were too different, but because "Leiba" did not understand "Lin Feng."
In this world, there are very few who truly understand "Lin Feng's" cultivation.
"Guan Family" was one of them. "Lin Feng's" successful strike relied not only on his physical body but also on his Sword Intent. He transformed his Vital Energy and regarded himself as a sword.
This strike could either succeed or fail. Thus, a single move determined the outcome.
When "Lin Feng" swung this sword, it was a culmination of everything he had learned and felt from the Sword Saints, the Founder, and Qi Si—three powerful figures in the way of the sword. To embody the sword with his body, that strike was simple; it was called the thrusting sword.
The Sword Intent behind that strike was also straightforward: when narrow paths meet, the brave shall prevail. (To be continued...)
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