Fairy, return my flying sword to me

Chapter 230 The Soaring Taibai Xuan Gang

A strong wind lashed against the barrier, and countless sword energies flew densely across the seemingly thin, cicada-wing-like shield.

The dense, resounding impacts terrified everyone.

The nine people inside the protective barrier not only exerted all their strength to support it, but also silently channeled their full inner energy, preparing for the possibility that the barrier might break at any moment.

At this moment, they were like a lone boat on a vast ocean, at risk of being completely destroyed in the raging waves.

One of the disciples, who was straining to channel his inner energy, wondered in his spiritual sense, "Is it just my imagination? Why do I feel that the gale is stronger than before?"

"Not to mention that our Pure Yang Sword Sect has been exploring this secret realm for so many years, even the few of us here have been here several times, but when have we ever encountered a sword qi gale of this scale and intensity?"

"In the past, the sword energy and gale only unleashed their power when someone disturbed it. What's going on this time?"

"Yes... This is the fourth time we've been here, including this one, but this is the first time we've encountered such a massive sword energy storm."

"Could there be other factors we don't know about that led to this change?"

"boom!"

Just as the group was lost in thought, a sudden, sharp crack rang out in everyone's ears.

The barrier shattered.

The magical shield that the nine people had worked together to create to protect them suddenly lost its effectiveness.

For a moment, everyone was exposed to the fierce winds of the sword energy, their entire bodies swept wildly by the sword energy without any blind spots.

The spiritual connections seemed to be severed in the storm, and everyone was swept away by the wild storm, struggling to protect themselves.

As the storm gradually receded, the space that had been swept by the gale suddenly became somewhat calm.

The nine cultivators, who had been somewhat scattered, regrouped and couldn't help but laugh when they saw each other's miserable state.

"Hahaha! Senior Brother Zhu, would you like to change your clothes?"

"You're laughing at me? Why don't you take a look at yourself first?"

The cultivator who spoke first looked down and suddenly shielded his second brother.

The two female cultivators in the group also secretly turned their faces away, covering their faces with their hands, their faces slightly flushed.

Turning her head, she saw a patch of white on her shoulder, revealing her ragged clothes and glimpses of her skin.

As they watched the storm blow away into the distance, a lingering sense of unease remained in their hearts.

"The power of this sword energy and gale is too strong. If it happens twice more, I feel like we're all doomed."

"Let's hurry up and move forward, we can't stay here any longer. It's hard to avoid a gale of this magnitude. If we encounter it again, we'll probably set a record for the fastest we've been driven out of the secret realm in recent years."

Only Liu Mufeng looked in the direction the storm had gone, his eyes filled with worry, "I wonder how that junior brother is doing now... The situation in the Sword Ruins Secret Realm was so dangerous this time, and he was an innocent victim."

"Innocent?" The eldest disciple of the Fire Sword Clan sneered upon hearing his words. "The secret realm has a spirit; perhaps this is punishment for him, an outsider? We might be the ones who suffer the consequences!"

"That's right! I just hope that kid will realize things are not going well and leave on his own. Otherwise, if he really gets blown to death by the outermost gale, the elders might give us a hard time when we get back."

"Hey, wait a minute!" Feng Lingling, who had been paying little attention to what they were saying, stared at the direction where the storm had gone.

With her excellent eyesight, she suddenly noticed what appeared to be a black dot in the storm.

He channeled his inner energy into his eyes, and gradually the black dot began to resemble a human figure.

Her face lit up with joy, and she pointed over there, asking, "Look, isn't there someone over there?"

Upon hearing this, the remaining people all looked in the direction she was pointing. "Someone? In this godforsaken place, who else could be here besides us?"

"Huh? Yes, besides us, isn't there another one?"

Another disciple strained his eyes for a long time, but still couldn't make out how much the black dot resembled a person. "Is it a person? Could we be mistaken? It's easy for him to run away alone. He shouldn't have been swept up in there, right?"

"He's only at the Foundation Establishment stage. How fast do you expect him to run? He might get blown away by some other gale and be unable to run at all."

"It would be troublesome if he really got caught up in it... We've all joined forces to fight against it and we're already in such a sorry state. He's only at the Foundation Establishment stage, and he might be blown to his death by this gale."

"Go save him quickly!" Liu Mufeng tensed up and immediately set off to rescue him.

But just as he was about to set off, he was stopped by someone. "Hey, hey, hey! Why are you so concerned about him, an outsider? It's good that he's been wiped out. Let these stinking outsiders know that our Pure Yang Sword Sect's secret realm isn't so easy to covet."

Liu Mufeng frowned. "Right now, our sect is on good terms with the Zhengyang Sect. The death of their core disciple in our secret realm will inevitably affect the relationship between the two sects. Moreover, he participated in this secret realm with us, and we will be scolded by the elders when we come out. Even if we don't want anything from them, it's not worth making them resent us."

Most importantly, his master had also told him that if anything were to happen to the other party, he would have to lend a hand.

The disciple thought about it and agreed, "While we may not care, it doesn't seem like it would be good for us if he really died."

He shook his head in annoyance, "What a nuisance! He knows he's useless and he's dragging us down! Help! Help! Once we've saved him, let's get rid of this plague as soon as possible!"

Feng Lingling had already set off, but after chasing for a distance, she gradually stopped.

A bitter smile appeared on his lips as he watched the storm recede into the distance. "It's beyond saving..."

Visibly, the black dot seemed completely unable to resist the storm's pull, and was completely controlled by it after being swept up in it.

Unlike them, who, though caught in the storm, remain still and wait for it to pass.

Right before their eyes, the black dot was swept away by the storm, gradually moving further and further away until it disappeared from their sight...

"Is he stupid? Doesn't he know to run away?" The disciple, who had just had the thought of rescuing him but realized it was hopeless, angrily clenched his fist. "If he gets swept away by the storm, I don't know how many bones will be left?"

"There's nothing we can do, he's only at the Foundation Establishment stage..."

"He was just unlucky; who would have thought this secret realm would be so dangerous?"

"Alas! It's too late now. We can only report the truth when we get back. We told you before that this secret realm is dangerous, but he insisted on coming in. Now, even if he dies, he can't blame us..."

"I just hope he can still maintain some clarity of mind in the storm. If he can activate the secret realm crystal in time, he can at least save his life and get out."

"Let's go!" A disciple tugged at Liu Mufeng's robe. "It's not that we don't want to save him, it's just that he didn't give us a chance. The speed of that sword energy storm far surpasses ours; even if he wanted to chase us, he couldn't catch up..."

Liu Mufeng frowned, his fists clenching and unclenching repeatedly, before finally letting out a helpless sigh and turning to say, "Let's go, let's continue our exploration."

Although they came here for training, exploring as much as possible inward is a common mission for every batch of disciples selected to enter the secret realm. "We've already been delayed for almost half a day in this outer layer; we can't waste any more time."

"go!"

"go!"

……

The sword energy storm swept across the land, rampaging and plundering without restraint.

Upon closer inspection, there was indeed a black dot in the storm, swirling around within it as the storm spun.

If one's eyesight were even better, one could see that the black dot was surrounded by a faint golden glow.

And as the storm continued to sweep through, the golden light became increasingly brilliant and thick, transforming into a luminous, seated little golden figure.

He sat cross-legged in the woods, his hands resting on his knees.

Although he was drowning in the storm, he had a dignified appearance, ignoring the skin on his body that was sometimes healed and sometimes damaged.

As the storm continued to sweep across the land, even his skin gradually became less susceptible to damage from the storm filled with sword energy.

After being subjected to the sword energy for almost a whole day, his physical body is now probably much tougher than when he first reached the third level of Foundation Establishment with a magical artifact.

However, the effect on tempering his own physical body was only the most basic part of the method taught by Chunxue. More importantly, his Qi Sea was now almost completely filled with the higher quality Taibai Xuan Gang.

The thicker, more viscous Taibai Xuan Gang gathered at the very center of the Qi Sea, endlessly compressing and collapsing towards the center as the Qi vortex rotated throughout the Qi Sea.

'It's getting bigger and bigger; it's already more than half full.'

A sense of wonder arises within the forest where one looks inward.

Chunxue was absolutely right; the Sword Ruins Secret Realm is an incredible benefit for sword cultivators.

The Tai Bai Xuan Gang, which might take a year or two to condense through diligent cultivation in the outside world, has been condensed here in less than a day.

If I just have a little over a day more, filling my entire Qi Sea with Tai Bai Xuan Gang will be a piece of cake!

only……

Sensing that the efficiency of the Taibai Xuan Gang added to his Qi Sea was gradually slowing down, Lin Jian slowly opened his eyes from his cultivation state.

A dazzling glint flashed, and the sharp sword energy instantly formed a smaller storm as it spread outwards.

The small storm was dispersed by the storm the moment it was born, but its brief interference caused the entire massive sword energy storm to appear to be damaged and almost dissipate.

Lin Jian had no opinion on whether the giant sword energy storm should stay or leave.

With a slight thought, his body came to a stop in the storm.

The storm will eventually pass, and the storm will no longer affect them in the slightest.

As the storm receded into the distance, a hint of reluctance lingered in Lin Jian's eyes.

What a wonderful place for cultivation!

As long as it keeps rolling along, the Taibai Xuan Gang in the Qi Sea can keep rising.

Unfortunately, just as his body gradually became less susceptible to damage from the sword energy storm, the nutrients he could draw from it also gradually became insufficient.

If this place hadn't offered such limited opportunities for improvement, he would have been hoping to be swept away by the storm all the way to the Golden Core stage!
Calculating the time, I realized that I had spent a whole day in Lifeng Valley, which is said to be the outermost layer of the Sword Ruins Secret Realm.

As the elders of the Pure Yang Sword Sect had warned them before they entered, a day after they entered this place together, the sword spirits in the innermost layers were able to sense the intrusion of these unfamiliar souls from the outside world.

At that time, those sword-wielding heroes will search from the inner layer outwards, and once they encounter these unfamiliar souls, they will exterminate them all.

Logically speaking, such absolute hostility is comparable to that of the demons in the Heavenly Abyss Demon Rift.

However, monsters lack intelligence. When killed, they will give you a big gift of demonic power. If you kill too many, you will even get a guaranteed reward of becoming a demon.

The sword spirits here will provide them with a lot of swordsmanship experience. Whether they fight with those sword spirits or completely destroy them, they can obtain their insights and experiences about their best swordsmanship recorded in their place of obsession.

Ordinary sword cultivators, no matter how hard they work, cannot guarantee that they will be proficient in every sword technique in the world.

The sword masters who perished here back then encompassed almost the entire sword cultivation system of the Seventh Realm at that time.

Any swordsmanship system that has survived to this day bears the imprint of those swordsmen from back then.

Therefore, on the second level of Hidden Edge Plain, the more sword spirits of destruction you can defeat, the more core sword skills you can gain.

The sword dao understanding echoing in the lingering resentment of those sword-wielding heroes may not be complete, and it can never represent the life's work of a sword cultivator.

But what becomes the core of their obsession must be the most essential part of their life experiences.

The more experience one gains here, the broader one's knowledge and the wider one's horizons become.

When you reach higher levels of kendo, you can draw inspiration from various other kendo philosophies and cultivate your own unique understanding of kendo.

The stones from other mountains can be used to polish jade; no experience is ever useless.

However, while the sword techniques inherited from these heroic spirits are excellent, the first thing to do is to surpass them.

Only after defeating at least three sword-qi heroes will a cultivator who breaks in gain the recognition of all the sword-qi heroes on the entire second level of Hidden Edge Plain, thus allowing them to advance deeper.

The nine cultivators who had entered the second level early were now all pondering their opponents.

Some of them have already defeated one opponent, and one of the elders has even defeated two opponents.

However, there were still three people left who hadn't even been able to get past their first opponent.

"This opponent I've encountered is a bit tough. His swordsmanship style is somewhat countered by mine. How about we switch?"

"Mine is a bit difficult to beat too, how about we switch?"

The advantage of group strategies lies in this: when encountering some systems that are truly difficult to deal with due to their counters, they can also support each other.

(End of this chapter)