Born with immortal seed

Chapter 118 Progress in Swordsmanship
The sound waves exploded, and a white sword light pierced the sky, startling several wild geese into cawing and flying away at an angle.

The white sword light left the mountain peaks behind, flying hundreds of miles before finally stopping.

"This is exhilarating! Now I feel like I'm soaring through the heavens, striking lightning and shooting stars..."

Bai Zichen felt exhilarated, the speed advantage of the second-tier flying sword was undeniable.

He secretly estimated that when he was fully activating the Sound Bamboo Sword, his flight speed would be about three times that of the Colorful Patterned White Cloud Robe.

In short-distance racing, the Sound Bamboo Sword can instantly leave most flying spiritual energy far behind.

"Isn't this Sound Bamboo Sword a bit too flashy...?"

When the Sound Bamboo Sword flies, it will be accompanied by a jade sound as long as its speed is increased to the maximum.

Forget about using this sword for a sneak attack.

Bai Zichen flew six hundred miles toward Qingniu Valley, intending to find a second-tier demonic beast to practice against.

But even after searching deliberately, they couldn't find one.

call out!
The bright sword light pierced the ground, penetrating the soil and striking the target. With a muffled thud, the Yinzhu Sword was back in his hand.

A layer of green liquid seeped from the ground, along with wisps of toxic smoke.

With another sword strike, the ground was torn open, revealing a venomous scorpion the size of a calf, with a finger-thick sword hole piercing its body on its back.

"A first-tier peak sand scorpion, its venom glands, claws, and hard shell can all be used to refine magical artifacts... Even a mosquito's leg is meat, let's take it for now."

He was currently penniless, owed several thousand in sect contribution fees, and the Fire Dragon Returning to Origin Scripture he was cultivating was a major consumer of spirit stones, so he couldn't be too proud.

Bai Zichen humbly switched to the Demon-Suppressing Peach Wood Sword and stripped the useful materials off the sand scorpion.

After thinking for a moment, I found a low-grade storage bag and emptied its contents, specifically to store monster materials.

As the land reclamation campaign progresses, he will inevitably reap a continuous stream of such materials.

"Further ahead, the frequency of second-tier demonic beasts will increase, and there's even a possibility of being unlucky enough to bump into a third-tier demon king..."

Bai Zichen turned his sword light around; there was no need for him to put himself in danger just to test his combat strength.

Anyway, there are plenty of opportunities to encounter second-tier monsters during the pioneering war.

He tested it out, using only 30% of his magic power, but he had already experienced the profound mystery of the Sound Bamboo Sword.

"When in its spiritual plant form, the Sacred Sound Bamboo has a slight amplification effect on mana... After being refined into a flying sword, the effect becomes even more pronounced."

On the way back, Bai Zichen continuously reduced the intensity of his magic power, and the white sword light became increasingly faint.

All the first-tier monsters they encountered were instantly killed with a single sword strike.

After practicing the sword many times, I finally began to understand the specific effects of the Sound Bamboo Sword.

The increase in mana is about 35%.

When Bai Zichen reduced his magical power to one-thirtieth, the nearly nonexistent gleaming white sword beam returned empty-handed once again.

Ding!
The yak in front of me has thick armor-like bones covering its head and shoulders, like a naturally formed shield.

"Such a tough crust, just what I wanted!"

Bai Zichen was overjoyed, as he had been worried about not having a suitable target to practice on.

This first-tier peak yak has amazing defense. Even with the suppressed magic power of the Sound Bamboo Sword, it could only leave a dent on its armor each time.

Moreover, in order to familiarize himself with the Sound Bamboo Sword, Bai Zichen did not actively seek out the weak points in the yak's defenses, but instead bombarded the hardest part of the oracle bone sword light with random attacks.

It was soon discovered that suppressing the sword light to an extremely weak level caused considerable damage to one's spiritual sense.

One wrong move and either the magic power will run out, and the sword light will dissipate.

Either the sword light surges and obliterates the opposing yak.

Bai Zichen could clearly sense that maintaining the sword light with his current magical power was already his limit.

If the magic power were even slightly lower, it would be unable to sustain the sword light form.

He unfolded the sword techniques he had learned from the True Sword Manual, controlling the strength in his hands, and the crisscrossing sword moves were like stars in the sky.

The yak bellowed loudly, but every time it tried to take a step forward, it was forced back by the seemingly weak sword light.

He teased the yak for a full half hour, and then two wolf demons passed by, who were also drawn in by Bai Zichen's sword light, who was eager to hunt them.

Gradually, Bai Zichen's sword techniques began to become more integrated and concise, transforming from elaborate and flashy moves into simpler and more refined ones.

Each sword light touched and then departed, the sword path in the middle going straight and not wasting a single bit of magic power.

What started as a deliberate act eventually became utterly devoid of any semblance of human warmth.

"disease!"

Seeing that the three demonic beasts were already covered in wounds and their limbs were about to collapse to the ground, a white sword light flashed.

With a single move, "Antelope Hanging Horns," a sword technique as ethereal as a celestial being descending from the heavens, it directly sent up three sprays of blood, accompanied by three loud thuds of heavy objects collapsing to the ground.

After sheathing his sword, Bai Zichen stood motionless for a long time.

Such moments of sudden inspiration and breakthrough in battle are usually only found in classical texts and are extremely rare in reality.

Moreover, he wasn't facing a life-or-death breakthrough yet; he was merely practicing his swordsmanship on a few demonic beasts far weaker than himself, getting familiar with his newly acquired flying sword.

It can only be said that Bai Zichen's swordsmanship was already quite profound, and this breakthrough was a natural outcome.

"Now that my swordsmanship has reached a certain level, I should be close to the perfection of the first level of swordsmanship as described by the Star River Sword Lord... If I go any further, I can try to advance towards the second level of sword qi thunder sound."

This trip to test his sword skills not only allowed him to fully master the Yinzhu Sword, but also resulted in a substantial breakthrough in his swordsmanship.

Equip the Demon-Suppressing Peach Wood Sword and remove and store away the most valuable materials, such as yak shell bones and wolf demon fangs.

As for this pile of demon beast meat, even if it were all sold by weight, it wouldn't be worth more than a few spirit stones.

Bai Zichen was too lazy to take it away; if he left it there, other demonic beasts would soon come and snatch it up.

……

"The fifth transit station that was captured last month has finally been recaptured. More than twenty sect disciples were killed, and the number of independent cultivators was several times that... Senior Brother Gu's guess that day was indeed verified. The farther the distance, the greater the pressure on logistics and supplies, and there will definitely be oversights."

Bai Zichen held the latest battle report in his hand, compiled by the General Affairs Hall and delivered to each elder.

Over the past six months, with the three battle formations of the Qingfeng Sect as the spearhead and core, supplemented by hundreds of family cultivators and thousands of independent cultivators, they have made a solid advance towards Feiyue Lake.

Along the way, they killed countless demonic beasts, including more than thirty second-tier demonic beasts.

However, the team has now entered the deepest part of Black Mountain, and has traveled more than four thousand miles from Qingfeng Gate.

The number of monsters has increased dramatically; a second-tier monster can suddenly appear on any mountaintop.

As the war escalated, even a force of thirty Foundation Establishment cultivators and over three thousand Qi Refining cultivators could not provide adequate support for the overall situation.

Just last month, the newly built fifth transit station was breached by a group of fire lions, resulting in heavy casualties.

Most importantly, without this transit station, the supplies transported from the rear cannot be delivered smoothly to the front line.

The army had no choice but to turn back and wipe out the monster horde led by the five second-tier Fiery Golden Lions.

This back-and-forth took another two months.

"The second round of recruitment has begun, and another four hundred family cultivators and a thousand independent cultivators are ready to go... Even within the sects, inner disciples have been organized into patrol teams to maintain order between the first and second transfer stations."

When Bai Zichen went out a few days ago, he clearly felt that the number of disciples in the sect had decreased significantly.

Even Cai Heng, one of the handymen disciples, was selected and assigned to a new batch of soldiers, and will be heading to the front lines next month.

It can be said that, apart from the indispensable production-type cultivators, anyone could be assigned to the torrent of the pioneering war.

The Qingfeng Sect has already dispatched the Wind Chaser, which patrols day and night between the five transit stations.

It can both transport supplies and provide immediate support when a transit station is attacked.

It wasn't just the fifth transit station that was attacked; each one faced an endless stream of monstrous beasts emerging from the vast Black Mountains.

The deeper you go, the greater the pressure becomes.

“At each transit station, the sect has arranged for an elder to be stationed there, and each Wind Chaser also has an elder accompanying them… In addition to the ten people on the front line, at least twenty elders have been mobilized from both the sect and the front line.”

Bai Zichen's simple calculations revealed the current manpower shortage in the reclamation war.

It probably won't be long before it's his turn.

As a newly appointed elder, he has no official duties and has spent almost a year peacefully in the sect.

"The second level of the Five-Crystal Glass Body is still a bit lacking. Give me a little more time, and I'll be able to get the basics down..."

Last time, during my visualization, the glazed red jade in my sea of ​​consciousness lasted for a full quarter of an hour, and it even established a connection with the five crystal divine irons. I almost thought it could truly condense into a real form.

Unfortunately, in the end, all their efforts were in vain.

"Uncle-Master Bai, is it convenient for me? I have something important to report."

Lu Song arrived at the bamboo house in the middle of the lake in a flustered manner, bowed from afar, and asked.

"What happened?"

Bai Zichen found it strange. After becoming an elder, he had his own sources of information, and unless he summoned them, the few handymen disciples rarely came to see him on their own initiative.

Lu Song's life these past few years has been the most comfortable he's ever been since he began cultivating immortality.

With a spiritual place like the Moon-Locking Pool, all the sect contributions can be exchanged for cultivation pills, so there's no need to spend a lot of time on sect missions.

In just a few years, he has successfully cultivated to the sixth level of Qi Refining.

"Uncle Bai, our secret realm... has been taken over!"

Lu Song's thick eyebrows drooped, and he was completely at a loss, extremely flustered.

"Speak properly, what do you mean by 'the secret realm has been occupied'?"

Bai Zichen's expression turned serious, and he sat up straight.

He had always kept the secret place that Lu Song had mentioned in his heart.

However, his cultivation went smoothly, and after successfully establishing his foundation, a whole host of things happened to fall into place, and he just happened to run into the pioneering war.

Lu Song, who was originally the most enthusiastic about this matter, felt more patient now that his cultivation was no longer stagnant and he was seeing the light at the end of the tunnel.

"I just returned from the General Affairs Hall and saw Feng Xingsuo leading a group of wounded sect disciples back... I know one of them, and during our chat, I learned that the Blood Wolf pack outside that secret realm has been wiped out by the pioneering team. Furthermore, that place has a top-grade first-tier spiritual vein, and the meritorious rogue cultivators will be rewarded after the battle!"

After being shouted at by Bai Zichen, Lu Song finally calmed down and was able to explain the matter clearly.

It turns out that the ancient secret realm pointed to by the black jade ring on Lu Song's hand was located between the third and fourth transit stations.

The pack of blood wolves that lingered outside the secret realm was easily killed by the pioneering team, and after the battle, it will become the ancestral home of a newly emerging rogue cultivator family.

(End of this chapter)