56: Chapter 15: Gaining the Spiritual Eye Again, Cultivation Reached Perfection

"Splash!"

Chen Xuan transformed into a profound sword light and vanished in a flash!

The sound of tides! The sound of swords singing! The sound of severed heads falling into the water!

They intertwined and rang out incessantly.

For a moment, heads fell like rain, and the world was nothing but the color of blood.

The Loose Cultivator was stunned.

The bandit Cultivator was scared to death.

Xiao Ye was completely won over.

He even wanted to be Chen Xuan's dog, just to attain this supreme Realm of Sword Light Differentiation!

In the Long Sea region, influenced by the Liuyang Sword Sect, Sword Cultivators were everywhere!

Legend has it that among one million Sword Cultivators, it is not certain that even one can achieve this Realm.

To think that I actually harbored delusions of comparing myself to such a Genius; how ridiculous!

Xiao Ye sighed in admiration; Xiao Muting was right back then, Heaven never closes all doors, and he was finally saved.

"Fellow Daoist, wait!" The two Wang family Cultivators at the Qi Refining Mid-Stage begged for mercy repeatedly.

But the only response was that biting sword light.

With a gentle turn, two Stealing Heaven Great Hand Seals struck the Long Sea, stirring up huge waves; at the same time, two heads rolled down.

Hah!

Chen Xuan looked at the crimson sea and the heads scattered everywhere, let out a breath indifferently, and softly chanted:

"Morning roaming the azure sea, evening at Cangwu, the green snake in my sleeve emboldens my spirit."

This was who he was, a Sword Cultivator of this world!

The trial that Yun Qi should have.

Next, naturally, was Chen Xuan's favorite part: looting the corpses.

Many people around had started to move, but not one dared to overstep; many even respectfully offered Spirit Stones.

Chen Xuan shook his head; it seemed he had become completely famous.

However, the path of a Sword Cultivator is the way of breaking ten thousand techniques with a single sword; if the heart harbors fear, the Dao has no path; the higher the heart, the higher the Dao!

Chen Xuan accepted it calmly.

After harvesting the Storage Pouch of the few wealthiest ones, he was surrounded by a dense crowd of people coming to flatter him.

Even the arrogant Xiao Ye greeted Chen Xuan respectfully.

It was as if he regarded him as some kind of idol.

Just as Chen Xuan was preparing to continue picking up Spirit Stones, the familiar sound of wind and waves arose!

Boom!

The last time he was able to escape under this sound was because some inexplicable singing had interfered with the Water Nightmare!

This time, that wouldn't happen!

And according to experience, this Water Nightmare always attacks the strongest person on the scene first.

Chen Xuan did not think, he immediately flew away on his sword!

The crowd, not understanding the situation, immediately cheered and cupped their hands in praise of this sword immortal's demeanor.

But they heard Chen Xuan's cold voice transmission: "Run, quickly!"

The crowd was stunned, and the sound of rolling waves became even more distinct.

A tall figure emerged, and it wasn't until miserable screams were heard that someone exclaimed: "Run! It's the Water Nightmare!"

...

The moon set, the sea wrinkled with autumn waves.

Chen Xuan lay on a reed, flipping through a Jade Slip.

[Stealing Heaven Great Hand Seal]!

Its power relied entirely on personal comprehension.

Chen Xuan understood very well that this type of technique depended entirely on one's own comprehension of the Dao and the application of Spiritual Qi.

In this world, for the same technique, like the Fireball Technique, the results varied drastically depending on who cast it.

"The Wang family really has something; this Great Hand Seal doesn't look like a technique, but more like a simplified version of a Divine Ability."

Chen Xuan had a sharp eye and could see many places where the Dao and power had been castrated, just to make it more universal.

While contemplating, night had already fallen.

The heavenly secret jade slip indicated: [Minor Omen: A Spiritual Vein at the edge of the Long Sea condenses when the moonlight is at its thickest; obtaining it can form a First-Order Spirit Spring, which can be refined into a Spirit Eye and carried with you.]

At this moment, the moonlight was rich, covering the sky and forming a splendid, miraculous scene.

A nascent Spiritual Vein slowly condensed, turning into a rootless spring eye amidst the moonlight.

But where was the Minor Omen?

Chen Xuan narrowed his eyes and put away the Jade Slip.

He stood up and flew towards that spring eye.

Chen Xuan did not master the technique to refine a spring eye into a Spirit Eye, but as long as the spring eye was not connected to the earth's veins and had not been contaminated by the earth's mother Qi, it would not take root.

It could still be carried with him.

Chen Xuan formed seals with his hands, and several rays of light flew from his fingertips, rapidly wrapping around the rootless spring eye, turning it into a brilliant light that was collected into a black jade bottle prepared in advance.

Chen Xuan put away the treasure, stood with his hands behind his back, and said indifferently: "Come out!"

He sneered: "I saw you a long time ago."

After two breaths: "Still not coming out? You're just hiding right there!"

After another two breaths: "Stop hiding in the reeds; I saw you a long time ago, Fellow Daoist!"

After another short while, Chen Xuan grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, "There really is no one ambushing me..."

So he hurriedly flew back to Biling Lake on his sword.

...

Two days later, the news and handling arrived late.

First, the Xiao clan strongly criticized and slandered the Wang clan, denouncing their series of inhumane actions.

Then, they highly commended Xiao Ye! For not fearing danger and slaying the enemy with the fisherman Chen Xuan!

Finally, they sent Chen Xuan fifty Spirit Stones as a reward.

Promising many conditions, as long as Chen Xuan was willing to marry into the Xiao clan, they could cultivate him as a Foundation Establishment seed.

In addition, for every child born to the Xiao clan, he would be rewarded with one hundred Spirit Stones!

If the child had a Medium Grade Spiritual Root or higher, there would be even more rewards.

All of which Chen Xuan laughed off.

And that Minor Omen, Chen Xuan later deduced, must have been that Water Nightmare.

Subsequent disturbances gradually subsided.

...

Days rose and moons fell, and a month passed in a flash.

Chen Xuan's cultivation also progressed rapidly.

With the blessing of the Spirit Spring Eye, he reached the Perfection of Qi Refining Stage 3, and today, he was preparing to break through to Qi Refining Stage 4!

In his past life, it took him nearly ten years; in this life, only a few short months!

If he is not a Genius, then who is?

How could the Legendary Trait be just an empty name?

[Innate Sword Bone: Your comprehension of the Sword Dao is easier, Sword Dao cultivation speed is increased by onefold, Sword Dao damage after using your right hand or Sword Light Differentiation is increased by onefold, and when using Water-attribute killing moves, their power is increased by 50%!]

Although his Comprehension Ability was extremely fast and he learned extremely quickly, he could never fully integrate everything, and he could not break through to the next Realm, Sword Qi Condensing into Silk!

Going to the Liuyang Sword Sect to apprentice and learn arts was truly imminent.

The Dao is long, with only the sword as a companion.

Just as Chen Xuan was calculating, a figure in purple robes arrived with a red-haired man.

Zi Ling and Xiao Ye.

Chen Xuan was actually surprised.

Ever since they parted ways, although he had received letters far more passionate than before—no longer just a single sentence, but long paragraphs of a young girl's monologue.

But this was the first time meeting in person.

Beside her was Xiao Ye, whom he had saved last time.

What was this for?

When Zi Ling saw Chen Xuan's scrutinizing gaze, she felt somewhat restless for a moment, her cheeks flushing red.

Xiao Ye, however, had a look of fanaticism.

"Fellow Daoist Zi Ling, long time no see. Is something the matter?"

Zi Ling nodded: "Long time no see."

After saying that, her little face became even redder.

Looking at Chen Xuan's ordinary face, she inexplicably felt a sense of joy in her heart.

She was obsessed with Chen Xuan's strength.

Now.

In their hearts, they had already somewhat taken the shape of Chen Xuan.

"Take it." Zi Ling lowered her head, her ears burning red as she handed over a bag of Spirit Stones.

Chen Xuan's eyelids drooped; he didn't care about the change in her attitude—from arrogant to humble—over these past days.

His Jianghu was not in the small Biling Lake.

After all, a pond cannot raise a true Dragon; a swimming Dragon should return to the sea. If the sea does not welcome me, I shall arrive on my own!

In this life, his stage was the entire Southern Region, or even the Central Province.

Chen Xuan took the Spirit Stones and unexpectedly discovered a note.

Without even looking, a sweep of his magic power turned it into ashes.

"This is the harvest from the bait; check if it's enough." Zi Ling finally raised her head, but looked at him with a guilty conscience.

She didn't understand why the lapdog who used to put her first in everything, who didn't dare go west if she told him to go east, was now so cold.

Yet, this coldness had a fatal attraction for her.

In the dead of night, she often asked herself if she was sick, if she was cheap.

Perhaps she was!