30: Chapter 30 Basic Sword Techniques, Advancing to Six Stars

The three of them fled the small courtyard in a sorry state.

Originally, he had wanted to use the three of them to hone his skills and break through to a six-star Dou Practitioner, but who would have thought they would be so useless.

After this farce, Hun Tiandi had no desire to cultivate.

He pondered in his heart, planning his next steps, determined to grow stronger as quickly as possible.

Returning to the bamboo house and lying on the bed, he contemplated his future path and eventually drifted into a deep, peaceful sleep.

"Bastard, this Yun Tian is so arrogant!"

Senior Brother Lin Yunfeng looked at the three people before him with broken arms and legs, and was instantly furious; they had not taken his warning to heart at all.

Senior Sister Liu Hanbing was the woman he had set his sights on, and a country bumpkin dared to compete with him—truly, he did not know the meaning of death.

"Go down and treat your injuries!" Senior Brother Lin Yunfeng flipped his hand, took out three bottles of healing pills, and ordered.

He felt extreme disgust toward the three of them; they couldn't even handle such a small matter.

To maintain his demeanor, he suppressed the anger in his heart and bestowed the pills upon them.

"Yun Tian?" Senior Brother Lin Yunfeng's fists clenched until they creaked, his handsome face twisted, and a cold aura erupted from his body, shattering the tables and chairs in the bamboo house.

Having slept for the night, Hun Tiandi felt refreshed and had recovered to his peak state.

Creak!

Hun Tiandi got up, washed up, and pushed the door open to walk out. In the small courtyard stood a young girl in white, possessing a cold and clear temperament like a snow lotus, with a slender waist that could be grasped in one hand.

Her full curves were enough to make one's blood boil, and the girl in white was looking at Hun Tiandi with anticipation.

The person who arrived was none other than Senior Sister Liu Hanbing.

"Junior Brother Yun, did you rest well?" Senior Sister Liu Hanbing asked with concern.

"Quite well, thank you, Senior Sister Liu!" Hun Tiandi said helplessly.

Since Senior Sister Liu Hanbing had already entered the small courtyard, he couldn't possibly chase her out; once news that he had driven Senior Sister Liu Hanbing out of the courtyard spread...

...it would offend the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion and cause a huge uproar.

Furthermore, Hun Tiandi had a good impression of Senior Sister Liu Hanbing, and although this would offend Senior Brother Lin Yunfeng, he didn't take it to heart.

A mere inner sect disciple like Senior Brother Lin Yunfeng was not enough to make Hun Tiandi compromise.

"I wonder, Senior Sister Liu, what brings you here so early in the morning?" Hun Tiandi said indifferently.

Boom!

Senior Sister Liu Hanbing did not speak; she simply waved her large sleeve, taking out pots, bowls, ladles, and basins from her storage ring, placing them neatly in the small courtyard.

There was even fresh magical beast meat and various ingredients.

"Junior Brother Yun, Senior Sister wants to eat your..." Ever since Senior Sister Liu Hanbing had eaten the food prepared by Hun Tiandi, she hadn't been able to swallow a single bite back at the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion's cafeteria.

Therefore, having gone hungry for a day, Senior Sister Liu Hanbing had appeared in the small courtyard at dawn.

Hun Tiandi looked at the scene before him, his eye twitching wildly as he stared at Senior Sister Liu Hanbing.

He grumbled inwardly, "You, Senior Sister Liu Hanbing, are known as the Ice Fairy; don't fairies not eat human food?"

Clang...

Although Hun Tiandi was mentally complaining, his hands and feet began to move automatically. With a clatter of sounds in the small courtyard, in half an hour, four dishes and one soup were placed on the table.

The two of them devoured the food frantically, and Senior Sister Liu Hanbing, being quick-handed and sharp-eyed, set aside a portion of the delicacies and put them into her storage ring.

"Junior Brother Yun, let's go to the Scripture Depository together!" Senior Sister Liu Hanbing said with a slight smile after she was full.

After cleaning up, Hun Tiandi nodded slightly upon hearing this, walked out of the small courtyard, and headed toward the Scripture Depository.

Along the way, the inner sect disciples greeted Senior Sister Liu Hanbing one after another, which showed that Senior Sister Liu Hanbing held a very high status in the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion.

Before long, the two arrived in front of the Scripture Depository, where an old man in black with white hair was lying on a recliner, feigning sleep as if he had passed out.

"Scripture Depository!"

The three large characters soared with sword energy, emitting a sharp edge; looking at them for a moment made one's eyes tear up.

Hun Tiandi stared at the three large characters of the Scripture Depository, as if he were placed in a world of swords, filled with endless sword energy.

The soul power in his sea of consciousness surged, breaking through the world of sword energy, and his consciousness returned.

Eh!

At some point, the white-haired old man opened his eyes, his murky gaze suddenly brightening as it landed on Hun Tiandi.

Hun Tiandi felt as if a huge mountain had landed on him; the powerful pressure caused his legs to bend slightly, as if he would kneel down in the next second.

"Grandpa Wan, are you being naughty again?" Suddenly, Senior Sister Liu Hanbing spoke up.

"Haha, how come you have time to visit this old man, little girl?" The white-haired old man chuckled, looking at Senior Sister Liu Hanbing with doting eyes.

"Hee hee, I'm here to bring some delicious food for Grandpa Wan!"

Senior Sister Liu Hanbing chuckled and flipped her hand to take out the delicacies from before; the rich aroma stimulated the old man's taste buds.

"Your skills aren't bad!" the white-haired old man commented.

"Grandpa Wan, you eat first; I'll accompany Junior Brother Yun into the Scripture Depository!" Senior Sister Liu Hanbing said indifferently.

"Go ahead!" The old man surnamed Wan, unable to tear his eyes away from the food, waved his hand.

The Scripture Depository was a hall about a hundred zhang in size, with bookshelves arranged neatly and spaciously inside.

There were all kinds of books, giving it a distinct scholarly atmosphere.

Clusters of energy light, varying in color and shape, were suspended all over the bookshelves, filling the sky.

Hun Tiandi reached out and grabbed a purple light cluster in his hand. Looking at the characters on the scroll, he couldn't help but speak out.

"Xuan-tier high-grade cultivation method, Purple Lightning Art?"

"A cultivation method?" Senior Sister Liu Hanbing, who was beside him, was stunned, then suddenly realized.

"What kind of cultivation method do you want?" Senior Sister Liu Hanbing asked.

Hun Tiandi closed his eyes slightly, choosing from the thousands of cultivation methods in the Scripture Depository. With his advantage in soul power perception, he could find one suitable for himself.

A vast amount of soul power surged out, spreading throughout the entire hall. His body remained motionless, and after ten minutes passed...

...he suddenly opened his eyes, walked toward a bookshelf, and grabbed a transparent scroll from the third shelf.

"Basic Sword Art, Huang-tier low-grade!"

Hun Tiandi muttered to himself, excitement appearing in his eyes; this was exactly what he needed.

"Are you crazy? Choosing the Basic Sword Art, which is Huang-tier low-grade—once you choose, if you want to change it, you have to wait a year!"

Senior Sister Liu Hanbing looked at the scroll in Hun Tiandi's hand, her face full of anxiety.

The reason he chose the Basic Sword Art was that Hun Tiandi had his own considerations; in a few days, he would become a disciple of Tang Ying, the Pavilion Master, so he naturally wouldn't lack high-grade cultivation methods.

However, to cultivate high-level sword arts, the Basic Sword Art was extremely important.

A ten-thousand-foot tower rises from the ground. The Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion focused primarily on sword cultivation, and the Basic Sword Art was crucial for cultivating high-level sword techniques in the future.

High-level sword techniques and sword-related Dou Techniques were all derived from the Basic Sword Art.

Therefore, Hun Tiandi had chosen the Basic Sword Art without any hesitation.

Senior Sister Liu Hanbing did not understand this point. In fact, not only her, but in the entire Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, there were few who knew the key to this.

In the Fighting Qi Continent, the usage of Dou Techniques like sword arts and blade arts was too crude.

There were even fewer who cultivated the Dao of the Sword and the Dao of the Blade. The Cloud Mist Sect, which had perished in the passage of time, could be considered a sect that focused primarily on the sword.

Besides that, there was the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion in the Central Plains, which also focused primarily on sword cultivation. With the memories of two lifetimes, Hun Tiandi naturally understood that when it came to killing power...

...sword cultivators were supreme!

This was why Hun Tiandi chose the sword as his future personal weapon.

"For no other reason than that sword cultivators are cool!"

"Killing power is secondary; being handsome is a lifelong matter!"

Without hesitation, he tore open the scroll, and a stream of information was transmitted into his mind, causing his brain to ache slightly; he now understood the cultivation method of the Basic Sword Art.

Hun Tiandi put down the scroll and walked out of the Scripture Depository. Senior Sister Liu Hanbing helplessly stomped her foot lightly and followed him.

"Being young is great!"

Elder Wan at the entrance of the hall watched the two leave and couldn't help but sigh.