33: Chapter 33 Flame Fruit, Ice Fairy

On the second day, the mountain peak was wreathed in clouds and mist at dawn, resembling a heavenly palace in the realm of immortals.

High above the nine heavens, a golden sun hung, its rays descending like endless golden swords, tearing through the sky and illuminating the earth.

"Clang!"

A figure in green stood atop the mountain peak, straight as a sword. His knees were slightly bent, making him appear like a steady, small mountain. The qingfeng sword in his hand hung by his side, its tip touching the ground.

With a clear, ringing cry of the sword, the blade thrust forward swiftly like a serpent flicking its tongue.

This strike was fast as lightning and swift as thunder; wherever the sharp tip pointed, nothing could withstand it.

The blade traced a perfect arc through the air, like a meteor chasing the moon, aiming straight for an opponent's vital point.

This person was Hun Tiandi. In his hands, the Basic Sword Art was displayed to its full potential; the angle of every strike was unpredictable and impossible to foresee.

An hour later, Hun Tiandi sheathed his sword, tossing the qingfeng sword back into its scabbard with a casual motion.

After resting briefly, he sat cross-legged on a blue stone, then summoned a yellow scroll into his hand with a wave.

This yellow scroll was none other than the ultimate technique of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion.

"Earth-rank high-level cultivation method: Ten Thousand Sword Art!"

Hun Tiandi had already become a disciple of Tang Ying, so naturally, he had to cultivate the methods of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, even though he had already broken through to the Dou Practitioner realm and switched to cultivating the peerless Blood Scripture.

Now, cultivating the Ten Thousand Sword Art would not affect that.

Compared to Hun Tiandi's Blood Scripture, this Ten Thousand Sword Art was at least one grade lower. However, since it was valued by Tang Ying, its power must surely be extraordinary.

The scroll in his hand was entirely golden, looking extremely ornate and suffused with a sharp aura that quite shook the mind.

He slowly unfurled the scroll, closed his eyes slightly, and let his soul power surge from his sea of consciousness, forcefully intruding into the scroll.

As Hun Tiandi's soul power made contact, a yellow light flared, and a pale yellow world appeared within his soul's field of vision.

This was a yellow space filled with mountains, rivers, ancient trees, and myriad flowers, saturated with endless sword qi, cold and sharp as a sword.

The sword qi raged through the space like a storm.

Suddenly, a crack appeared in the sky, and countless evil demons intruded into this world, killing and destroying wantonly.

The common people wailed across the land, bones lay piled high, and demonic qi and blood-red colors stained the sky.

Countless demons slaughtered on the land.

Suddenly, a powerhouse dressed in yellow robes appeared, wielding a single sword. His sword qi rampaged unmatched, slaying countless demons.

After wiping out all the demons, he unleashed a sword formation, sealing all the remaining demons away.

The world returned to peace and regained its vitality.

This was the scroll of the Ten Thousand Sword Art, where the creator had used their soul power to leave an imprint.

It was used to record high-level cultivation methods and Dou Technique, containing some of the creator's cultivation insights.

Later cultivators could indirectly inherit some of this experience, making it easier to practice.

In the space, a blurry yellow figure slowly emerged, condensing a long sword in its hand as its aura changed accordingly.

The blurry figure began to demonstrate; with a flash of its body, it danced with the long sword. The sword qi in the space flowed, gathering ten strands of sword qi around its body, rotating around it.

Spinning in mid-air, the sword tips pointed outward while the hilts pointed inward, transforming into a sword wheel.

The figure swung, and the ten strands of sword qi hissed through the air, creating ripples in the atmosphere and tearing through lakes and rivers, forcing the water to surge toward the banks.

It seemed as if this Dou Technique sword move possessed the power to split seas and open lakes.

Regardless of how strong the attack power was, the sword qi defense alone made Hun Tiandi's heart stir.

"The Ten Thousand Sword Art emphasizes using the heart to control the sword; it integrates offense and defense, advancing to attack and retreating to defend. It is this master's peak cultivation method and Dou Technique. The method is divided into six realms: Ten Blades Splitting the Sea, Hundred Rivers Sword Wave, Thousand Peaks Sword Shadows, Ten Thousand Swords Heavenly Peak, Heavenly Sword Saint Judgment, and Heavenly Sword Unity. If mastered, one will be invincible among peers."

Hun Tiandi's mind was immersed in the Ten Thousand Sword Art, and a slow, aged voice resonated within this yellow space.

It must have been the founder of the Ten Thousand Sword Art...

Hearing the prompt from that aged voice, Hun Tiandi focused his mind and gathered all the insights and experience regarding the Ten Thousand Sword Art.

When the last word fell, Hun Tiandi withdrew his consciousness and looked at the blurry figure in the space.

It tirelessly demonstrated the Dou Technique, and many insights appeared in his eyes.

The previously obscure and difficult-to-understand cultivation method and sword art also began to make sense.

Hun Tiandi cupped his hands in a salute, acknowledging the senior's teachings, and withdrew his soul power from the yellow space before softly exhaling.

A relaxed smile emerged on his handsome face.

It was indeed an Earth-rank high-level cultivation method and sword art; not only did it integrate the heart method with the sword Dou Technique, but it even carried a soul imprint, using residual power to impart and explain the technique.

This was extremely important for Hun Tiandi's comprehension of the Ten Thousand Sword Art.

He put away the scroll and softly said, "Before leaving, it will be enough to cultivate the first layer of the heart method and sword art. Only through the tempering of life and death after leaving the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion can one fully stimulate their potential."

"Hoo!"

"Let's begin!" Hun Tiandi took a deep breath and said firmly.

He closed his eyes slightly, and the cultivation route of the Ten Thousand Sword Art appeared in his mind. With a thought, the Dou Qi in his vortex surged out.

It circulated according to the route of the Ten Thousand Sword Art.

After the Dou Qi within his body completed one cycle, it transformed into wisps of sharp sword qi, incomparably pure.

Hun Tiandi familiarized himself with the cultivation method, continuously circulating it, and the execution of Dou Qi became increasingly smooth.

After the Dou Qi in his vortex had transformed into sword qi for thirty-six cycles, his entire temperament changed.

It had undergone a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering transformation.

If the previous Hun Tiandi was a gentle youth, then the current him was more like a powerhouse who slew demons and eliminated evil.

Or perhaps, 'Sword Immortal' would be more fitting!

He opened his eyes and stood up, two streaks of pale red sword qi shooting from his gaze.

His figure stood as straight as a sword. As his eyes opened and closed, a ray of sharp light flashed from time to time; his entire being was piercingly sharp, like a keen blade.

Of course, this was because Hun Tiandi had not yet fully mastered the cultivation method.

Once he truly mastered it, uniting spirit with the sword and heart with the sword, the sharpness would be restrained, and the appearance of exposed edge would no longer occur.

The Ten Thousand Sword Art contained components such as cultivation methods, sword arts, and sword formations.

Because Hun Tiandi's cultivation was too low, for the moment, he could only cultivate the cultivation method and the high-level Dou Technique recorded in the first layer.

He only now understood that this Ten Thousand Sword Art had extremely high requirements for the practitioner's aptitude.

He believed that his senior brother, whom he had yet to meet, possessed an Innate Sword Body and had naturally mastered the Ten Thousand Sword Art.

Perhaps he had even cultivated it to a profound level.

Hun Tiandi felt no jealousy; he had absolute confidence in his own cultivation aptitude.

Even if it were a favored child of heaven with an Innate Sword Body, he had the confidence to catch up to and surpass him.

Cultivation knows no time, and ten days had passed in the blink of an eye.

Hun Tiandi moved his feet; he had fully mastered the first layer of Three Thousand Lightning Movement, Thunder Flash, though there was still a long way to go before it reached small success.

He ran toward the depths of the mountain range, using Thunder Flash under his feet to diligently practice his movement technique.

In the jungle, a green figure with silver light flashing under his feet shuttled through the dense forest; Hun Tiandi utilized the speed of Thunder Flash.

Any magical beast he encountered on the road, he would give a kick, regardless of its level.

"Hoo! Hoo!"

Suddenly, Hun Tiandi stopped, his forehead covered in fine beads of sweat, his breathing rapid. Before him was a small pond.

Walking closer, he realized it was no pond at all.

It was clearly a hot spring, a volcanic hot spring.

Hun Tiandi's heart filled with joy. He quickly shed his clothes, revealing his perfectly defined, angular body, and jumped into the hot spring, washing himself continuously.