Ascending to Immortality by Slaying Spirits

Chapter 223 - My Own Martial Intent
A day later, Lin Le activated the Sword Cleansing Pool. As the only true disciple, he was naturally capable of doing so; otherwise, Qingfengzi and the others wouldn't have sought him out.

"Go in," Lin Le said, glancing at the fifty people in front of him.

There are approximately two to three hundred inner disciples of Tianqing Peak, so it's impossible for all of them to enter the Sword Washing Pool.

Naturally, the best of the best were selected, and a portion of the people were chosen to join.

"Thank you, Senior Brother." After bowing to Lin Le, the fifty people couldn't wait to enter the Sword Washing Pool.

Lin Le also slowly walked in.

After all, even if you don't need to temper your will, this place is still very beneficial for honing your soul. You might as well take advantage of this benefit, since the Out-of-Body Realm tests your soul.

As soon as Lin Le stepped inside, he felt several forces of will rushing towards his soul.

However, this was far too weak for his soul, roughly equivalent to a Golden Core.

Even without undergoing willpower training, Lin Le could easily suppress these wills.

He examined it carefully.

He had fought against some sword cultivators in the past, but they were all too weak for him back then; he could kill them instantly or in a flash.

Therefore, he had never really studied the swordsmanship of sword cultivators, but today he had the opportunity to learn from it.

As for becoming a sword cultivator? That's impossible; it's different from his path.

From the beginning of his cultivation, he realized that all weapons are essentially weapons for killing, so he never cared what kind of magical weapon he held.

Whether it's fists or guns, anything that can kill is a good weapon.

Therefore, Lin Le could never become a sword cultivator or knife cultivator.

'However, this method of cultivating willpower does have its unique aspects.'

The function of willpower is similar to that of Daoist intent; it can be used to attack enemies externally and to cultivate oneself internally. However, one is more inclined towards the mind, while the other is more inclined towards the physical.

Lin Guan observed these wills and seemed to feel that they did not conflict with his own cultivation system and could be fully absorbed into it.

The paths of martial arts cultivation, such as sword cultivation, saber cultivation, and spear cultivation, are essentially about imbuing inanimate objects with a spirit through utmost sincerity, using the false to cultivate the true, and cultivating one's will.

This level of will is divided into five levels: momentum, intention, mind, spirit, and soul.

'Is it about using falsehood to cultivate truth with utmost sincerity?'

Various methods of condensing will flowed through his mind, and Lin Le found the path that suited him—martial arts cultivation.

Why should one devote one's sincere heart to inanimate objects? One can simply devote it to oneself. How can using the false to cultivate the true compare to cultivating the true with the true!
Compared to the path of military cultivation which relies on the illusion of reality to achieve true cultivation, the path of martial arts cultivation is far more perilous, because one must maintain one's original intentions throughout the entire journey; any slight change will cause one's cultivation level to plummet.

However, the higher the risk, the greater the reward. Although martial arts cultivation is dangerous, if one maintains their original intention, the progress of cultivation is extremely fast.

Lin Le seemed to be deep in thought, having exhausted the merits of 100,000 human beings, and fell into a state of enlightenment.

He then mastered the basics at an extremely fast pace. Although he had only cultivated his willpower, he had also practiced it in his daily practice.

He had personally experienced the loneliness that could last for decades or even centuries when consuming merit. Without an extremely strong will, he would have gone mad long ago and lost himself in it.

One breath, enter the posture; ten breaths, enter the mind; one hundred breaths, the mind is complete.
Only me!

I am the only one!

I am the only one in the world!
An extremely domineering will rose within Lin Le's body and rapidly spread outwards.

This provocative act caused the sword intent within the Sword Washing Pool to surge, all directed at Lin Le.

Lin Le was not afraid at all, and confronted the many sword intents head-on with his newly formed will.

Faced with Lin Le, an outsider, the sword intent within the Sword Washing Pool surged forth to attack him, which also engulfed the sword intent of many disciples, forcing them to rush towards Lin Le.

Qingfengzi and the other two were also caught up in the situation. They were capable of maintaining their own independence, but the opportunity was rare, and they wanted to see how big the gap was between them and Lin Le.

Faced with the onslaught of hundreds and thousands of wills, Lin Le's solidified will stood firm like a reef, letting these "waves" wash and beat him.

The ordinary inner disciples were shocked, realizing the formidable strength of Lin Le's will. When they attacked, Lin Le's will didn't even flinch.

However, Qingfengzi and the other two frowned, because they sensed that Lin Le's will was not sword intent, but martial intent!

The three of them made the same judgment without prior agreement, followed by shock.

It's truly absurd that the senior disciple of the sword cultivator lineage isn't a sword cultivator at all.

Lin Le didn't care about their shock; he used them as a whetstone to hone his martial spirit.

Although their quality varies, there are many of them.

Like a rough jade being polished by sandpaper to remove its outer layer, Lin Le's domineering martial intent became increasingly powerful.

It began to suppress these sword intents in reverse.

First came those from the Sword Washing Pool, then the ordinary inner disciples, and finally Qingfengzi and the other two.

Qingfengzi and his two companions fought back with all their might, but they were still no match for Lin Lewu's domineering spirit.

Suppressing the most resilient sword intent of Han Shanzi is like climbing the last step. Lin Le's self-centered martial intent has been subdued, and it has entered the level of "heart".

Only my martial spirit!

Lin Le opened his palm, and the yin and yang energies in his palm swirled and mixed, turning into a hazy gray mist.

Bring your five fingers together and let the energy burst forth in your palm.

When I opened my palm again, it was completely undamaged, not even the skin was broken.

But Lin Le knew that there was damage, and it wasn't weak. It was just that Ling Fengyu distributed the damage throughout her body, so the injuries weren't visible.

Even an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator at the ninth level of cultivation would likely die on the spot from this attack, their very soul shattered.

'Using one's own will to control another's will is feasible.'

Lin Le nodded slightly.

This strike was executed by him using his unique martial intent to control the primordial true intent.

Lin Le glanced at the crowd, then turned and left; this place was no longer of any help to him.

The Sword Washing Pool is designed for inner disciples, and the sword intent within is at a certain level. To hone one's sword intent to a higher level, one must open the Sword Burial Tomb.

The Sword Burial Mound is the place where the swords of the elders, true disciples, and the headmaster are buried.

The only way to open the Sword Burial Tomb is for the Heavenly Azure Sect Leader to personally activate it.

Given the relationship between Lin Le and Xu Lingzi, this should be impossible.

As for when these people will leave, the array will sense it.

After watching Lin Le leave, many inner disciples continued to hone their sword intent, but Qingfengzi and the other two were somewhat distracted. After all, the fact that Lin Le was not a sword cultivator had a greater impact on them.

Among them, Han Shanzi was the most shocked, because in that last fleeting glance, he discovered something extremely suffocating.

That is, Lin Le's cultivation of will suddenly rose to a level higher than theirs.

Even higher than "intention" is undoubtedly "heart".

This made Han Shanzi doubt himself, wondering if he had misread it the day before yesterday.

He felt he must have seen wrong.

Otherwise, how could someone who has never cultivated their willpower directly enter the level of "heart" in such a short time?

Looking back, there has never been one; looking ahead, there is no way it could exist.

I must have misread it; I still need to work harder on my secret cultivation!

Hanshanzi told himself this.

He dared not ask Lin Le, fearing that if he did, his Dao heart would collapse.

(End of this chapter)