Chapter 340 - 16 Human Sword Integration High-level!

Chapter 340: Chapter 16 Human Sword Integration High-level!

He practiced the Divine Wind Absolute Kill technique a few more times.

Until he could unleash it effortlessly!

Only then did Luo Cheng stop.

Clang!

As he sheathed his sword, a surge of fierce sword energy emanated from Luo Cheng, stirring up a cloud of dust and piercing through the clouds.

The Demon Beasts lurking in the darkness seemed to sense something, and all noise abruptly fell into a deathly silence—it was eerily quiet!

“Huh? My Sword Dao Realm is about to break through again!”

Noticing the changes in his Sword Dao Realm, a deep expression of incredulity appeared on Luo Cheng’s face.

He had reached the Middle-stage of Human Sword Integration just days ago!

He hadn’t anticipated another breakthrough so soon—he was already nearing the High-level of Human Sword Integration!

The cultivation of the Sword Dao Realm was unparalleled in difficulty!

Among the countless swordsmen of the Three Great Sects’ Outer Disciples, and the innumerable geniuses, only a handful ever comprehended the Human Sword Integration!

Yan Qingshuang had trained her Sword Dao to the High-level of Human Sword Integration and was thus hailed as a once-in-a-century genius swordsman!

“This is happening way too fast! Could it be because I created the Divine Wind Absolute Kill myself…?”

Even Luo Cheng found it hard to believe as he pondered in secret.

“Forget it. It’s a good thing, regardless!”

Unable to figure it out, Luo Cheng didn’t intend to delve too deeply into the matter.

The reasons would become clear in time!

Another three days passed.

From afar, Luo Cheng caught sight of the majestic and towering Linjiang City. Tugging lightly on the reins, he quickened his pace toward the city.

Among the flow of people entering the city, many were martial artists wielding swords and sabers.

These individuals moved in small groups, loudly discussing matters of the martial world.

Their conversations centered around none other than the Three Sects Martial Arts Competition to be held at Jinyu Peak in a few days.

“Have you all heard? A few days ago, Luoxia Sect’s Yan Qingshuang advanced her Sword Dao Realm to Human Sword Integration Perfection!”

“Of course I’ve heard! She’s truly a daughter of heaven! At this pace, she’ll probably comprehend Sword Intent in no time. By then, challenging higher realms will be as easy as eating or drinking for her! The title of the greatest swordsman of the younger generation in the Three Great Sects unquestionably belongs to her!”

“That’s premature to say. Fierce Cloud Sect’s Shadowless Sword Fei Jue is not to be underestimated. Although his Sword Dao Realm is only at the Middle-stage of Human Sword Integration, his practiced Fast Sword technique is extraordinary—each strike can split into thirty-six Sword Qis!”

“Hmm, Fei Jue is indeed impressive. Who ranks higher will only be clear after a fight.”

Luo Cheng’s thoughts stirred.

He hadn’t expected Yan Qingshuang to achieve Human Sword Integration Perfection!

This piqued his interest.

He, too, wanted to contend for the title of the greatest swordsman of the younger generation in the Three Sects!

“I originally thought Hua Jingyang would have no opponents in this year’s Three Sects Martial Arts Competition. But now that Yan Qingshuang has reached Human Sword Integration Perfection, she finally qualifies to duel him!”

“Not necessarily! Over a month ago, Hua Jingyang was already reported to have slain a First Layer Awakening Vein Realm expert! It’s said that during that battle, he suppressed his opponent the entire time, not even giving them a moment to breathe!”

“Suppressing a First Layer Awakening Vein Realm expert! That’s insanely strong! Does that mean this year’s Three Sects Martial Arts Competition is all but guaranteed for Fierce Cloud Sect to claim first place again?”

Suddenly, a tall martial artist chuckled and said, “What do you think is the highest rank a Xuanyuan Sect disciple can achieve this time in the competition?”

“Heh, that’s hard to say. Although the Xuanyuan Sect usually performs poorly in the Three Sects Martial Arts Competition, there have been disciples ranked in the top five before. This year, though, the leading Outer Disciple of Xuanyuan Sect reportedly only just broke through to the Third Layer of the Tongxuan Realm, and his martial soul is said to be a Wasted Martial Soul! There might be some surprises.”

“In my opinion, this time, the Xuanyuan Sect disciples won’t even make it into the top ten, let alone the top five!”

The crowd debated fervently, speaking with great excitement, eager for the upcoming Three Sects Martial Arts Competition!

Seeing there wasn’t any useful information, Luo Cheng quickened his pace toward the city gates.

An adventurer in passing caught a glimpse of the cloud-patterned embroidery on Luo Cheng’s sleeve and reacted with a start, whispering cautiously, “Lower your voice—there’s an Outer Disciple from Xuanyuan Sect here.”

“What are we afraid of? We’re just stating the facts!”

Not long after, Luo Cheng arrived at the city gate. After paying the entrance fee, he entered Linjiang City.

“Boss, it looks like it’s him!”

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Near the city gate, a group of burly men stood around, keeping an eye on the passers-by.

Spotting Luo Cheng, one of them seemed suddenly energized and tugged at a scar-faced man in the middle.

The scar-faced man gave Luo Cheng a scrutinizing glance, then said with excitement:

“Matches the portrait exactly! This should be him! I’ll notify the others! Keep an eye on him—don’t lose sight of him.”

“Got it!”

The scar-faced man quickly made his way to a luxurious tavern.

In a premium suite on the third floor of the tavern, two young men were drinking.

Both were dressed in the uniforms of Xuanyuan Sect Inner Disciples, their Essence Energy fluctuations intense like tidal waves—they were both Awakening Vein Realm martial artists!

To the right sat a young man with cold, piercing eyes, his left sleeve hanging empty—it was none other than Han Qianlin.

“Senior Brother Han, what happened to your hand? Who injured you?”

Opposite him, a burly, broad-shouldered youth couldn’t help but ask.

At the question, a flicker of coldness and embarrassment flashed through Han Qianlin’s eyes. He took a sip of his drink and replied flatly:

“It’s nothing. Last time, at Luoyan River, I had a brief lapse in judgment while confronting a Four-star Advanced Demon Beast.”

Of course, he wouldn’t admit that it was Luo Cheng who had injured him.

A Tongxuan Realm martial artist crippling the hand of a Second Layer Awakening Vein expert like him was humiliating enough—it would only invite ridicule if word got out!

The burly youth nodded and said, “Luoyan River has indeed been disorderly of late. It might be tied to Guyuan City—I’ve heard a few battles have already broken out there…”

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A series of knocks echoed at the door.

Han Qianlin said, “Come in!”

The scar-faced man walked into the suite and respectfully said to Han Qianlin:

“Young Master, the person we’re watching has just arrived in Linjiang City.”

“Heh, he’s finally here!”

Han Qianlin sneered coldly, his eyes like blades.

The burly youth noticed the portrait in the scar-faced man’s hand and asked curiously:

“Who’s this kid? Does he have a grudge against you, Senior Brother Han?”

Han Qianlin didn’t answer. With a flick of his finger, a Gold Note landed in the scar-faced man’s hand:

“Keep a close watch. The moment he leaves Linjiang City, notify me immediately!”

The scar-faced man glanced at the Gold Note and licked his lips:

“Young Master, why is it only one hundred thousand silver? Didn’t you promise one million?”

Han Qianlin gave him a cold glare and said, “You think I won’t pay? A mere one million is nothing to me! Do your job—if that boy slips away, ten of your lives won’t be enough to repay me!”

“Y-Yes, certainly!”

The scar-faced man didn’t dare to argue further. Sweat forming on his brow, he hurriedly took his leave.

Once the man was gone, Han Qianlin turned to his companion and said:

“Junior Brother Qin Yan, that person is none other than Luo Cheng!”

“Luo Cheng? The one who killed Qi Guyun and angered Senior Brother Jin Min into a rage?”

Qin Yan appeared surprised. Seeing Han Qianlin nod in confirmation, he frowned and said:

“Senior Brother Han, I heard rumors that the sect elders want him to participate in the Three Sects Martial Arts Competition to win us recognition. Even Senior Brother Jin Min was warned not to interfere. What are you planning?”

Han Qianlin snorted heavily and said viciously, “That’s right—I want his head! This man challenged our Crown Prince Hall and even harmed my sister! If I don’t kill him, I’ll never be at peace!”

“As for the Three Sects Martial Arts Competition, the elders in the sect must be blind!”

“A piece of trash with a Wasted Martial Soul who just happened to win first in the Outer Disciples’ competition—how could he possibly perform well? He’ll only bring shame to our Xuanyuan Sect, sending him to fight!”

Looking directly at Qin Yan, Han Qianlin asked, “Junior Brother Qin Yan, will you lend me a hand?”

Qin Yan smiled faintly and said, “Since Senior Brother Han is asking, how could I refuse? This kid dares to oppose our Crown Prince Hall—his death is well-deserved!”

“Excellent! Let’s drink!”

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