Junior sister, I really need to control you

"Once the effects of the Pure Profound Divine Light reach their limit, we will need to find some better methods to cleanse the marrow and strengthen the tendons."

Uncle Jiang remained silent.

Sometimes she really wondered if her nephew had been bewitched by that girl.

First, he directly taught her the Pure Profound Scripture, and then he not only gave her careful guidance, but also specially bought the Refining Yuan Lock to help her cultivate.

Compared to the expensive Transparent Spirit Refining Array that was later built for that girl, the Tempering Yuan Lock was nothing.

Afterwards, this kid even borrowed her White Rainbow Sword, just to help that girl quickly master the Yin-Yang Dividing Light Sword.

What makes her so special?!

The more Uncle Jiang thought about it, the angrier he became. Not wanting to dwell on the topic, he changed the subject and spoke up.

“Yinsheng, there’s something I’ve never told you before.”

"Although my cultivation is gone, I have always kept and nurtured several strands of white rainbow sword intent in my sea of ​​consciousness as a last resort when necessary."

Hearing this, Li Yinsheng was not surprised.

Even if a true cultivator is in dire straits, they will always have some tricks up their sleeve. To say that once their cultivation is ruined, they are no different from ordinary people is to look down on true cultivators.

Of course, this excludes those who are newly promoted and haven't had time to improve their skills.

Although he had some expectation that his martial uncle would keep his trump card, his martial uncle's next words were something he had never expected.

"While you'll be stationed at Huangzhu Temple this time, you'll inevitably encounter some powerful demons. Although they shouldn't pose a threat to you, your abilities are ultimately insufficient..."

She pursed her lips and said seriously, "Just in case, I'll still transfer a strand of sword intent to you. If you encounter a powerful enemy, at least you'll have some confidence to protect yourself."

However, when she said this, there was no worry on her face. Instead, a very faint blush appeared on her earlobes.

Li Yinsheng's eyes widened: "Uncle-Master, are you saying that you think I will encounter a formidable enemy at Huangzhu Temple?"

"It's just in case," said Uncle Jiang.

“There’s no need for that,” Li Yinsheng shook his head repeatedly. “If it’s really possible for a demon of this level to appear… no, it should be called a demon cultivator.”

"If such a demonic cultivator truly exists, then the master of Huangzhu Temple should personally go and oversee the situation."

Uncle Jiang was speechless for a moment, but after a moment of silence, he said, "I know that such a situation is unlikely, but you are lacking in skills after all. What if it happens?"

"You should still carry a wisp of sword intent with you, just in case," she said earnestly.

Seeing his martial uncle's insistence, Li Yinsheng couldn't refuse: "Alright then, martial uncle. What should I do?"

The blush on Jiang Shishu's earlobe spread to her cheek. She smoothed her hair and said softly, "You don't need to move, I'll take care of it."

After Li Yinsheng sat down, Uncle Jiang leaned forward and pressed his forehead against Li Yinsheng's forehead.

Because of this movement, the tip of her nose almost touched the tip of Li Yinsheng's nose, and they could both feel each other's breath on their faces.

"Uncle-Master? What's wrong...?"

Li Yinsheng was stiff all over. The faint and elegant fragrance emanating from his martial uncle kept wafting into his nose. He didn't even dare to speak, for fear of touching his martial uncle's lips, so he simply used his divine sense to transmit his voice.

"Don't speak," Uncle Jiang said softly, his lips parting slightly. "My sea of ​​consciousness is damaged, and my divine sense cannot leave my body. This is all I can do. Don't disturb me. Just wait patiently."

Li Yinsheng immediately closed his eyes, remaining motionless and silent.

Uncle Jiang's eyes were slightly closed, his eyelashes trembling.

Calm down, don't panic. I'm just giving Yin Shengdu a sword intent to prevent any unexpected events.

Although it's unlikely that he needs sword intent, what if he really does?

This is all just in case; it's important business, very important business!

So don't panic, don't panic...

She gently placed her hands on Li Yinsheng's face, making sure their foreheads were pressed together.

A moment later, Li Yinsheng felt a faint, almost imperceptible suction force at the point where his and his uncle's foreheads, with their smooth, creamy skin, touched. This suction force existed only at the level of divine consciousness.

"Alright..." the martial uncle said, his warm breath blowing over, "You can simply probe in with your divine sense."

Li Yinsheng followed his instructions and probed with his divine sense.

As if he had passed through a thin, non-substantial barrier, his consciousness entered an unfamiliar sea of ​​consciousness.

Li Yinsheng turned his "eyes" and was immediately stunned.

His uncle's sea of ​​consciousness was larger than his, but it was in a terrible state, with countless cracks running in all directions, which was within his expectations.

However, in the very center of his uncle's sea of ​​consciousness, corresponding to the location where his soul resided, his uncle's soul was quite different from his own.

After Li Yinsheng cultivated the third level of the Heart Seal Scripture, the solidity of his soul greatly improved compared to when he had not cultivated it, making it almost as solid as a physical object.

However, his uncle's soul was not only more solid than his, but also emitted a faint, pure white glow.

Li Yinsheng could even clearly sense that there was some kind of power he didn't recognize in his uncle's soul.

This seems to be more than just a simple soul.

Moreover, in his mind, the soul should be no different from the body.

However, her soul was noticeably different from her own. Although both were extremely beautiful, the soul's features were much colder and sharper than her own.

Although she was sitting cross-legged, upon closer comparison, Li Yinsheng felt that her martial aunt's spirit seemed to be slightly taller than her actual body.

Furthermore, this soul's skin was even whiter than that of its master, but it lacked any vitality or color, instead appearing as white as a gleaming sword blade.

Moreover, the clothes on this spirit were something Li Yinsheng had never seen before; they were a pure white sword robe, as white as snow...

Just as Li Yinsheng was surprised, his uncle's spirit slowly opened his eyes and looked at him. The shimmering white light around him gathered and transformed into nine sword light phantoms that were extremely similar to the White Rainbow Sword.

The sword light closest to Li Yinsheng slowly drifted towards him, and then his uncle's voice rang in his mind.

"Yinsheng, I can't hold on much longer. You take the sword intent and withdraw on your own. I... I can't hold on much longer..."

Li Yinsheng quickly "grasped" the drifting sword intent and brought it back to his sea of ​​consciousness.

Chapter 52 Arrival

Li Yinsheng is in the sea of ​​knowledge.

His soul looked up at the center of his sea of ​​consciousness, where a white rainbow sword intent hung like the sun.

The soul subconsciously rubbed its eyes, then "looked" at the sword intent again, its face full of confusion.

It wasn't like this when you were with your martial uncle.

When the White Rainbow Sword Intent was with my martial uncle, it was just a sword that looked about 80-90% similar to my martial uncle's natal magic weapon, the White Rainbow, in both appearance and size.

Although it is still a sword and its appearance has not changed, it has grown many times larger.

Using his own soul as a reference, Li Yinsheng reasoned that if his soul were the same size as his body, then the enlarged White Rainbow Sword would be at least three zhang long.

When the White Rainbow Sword Intent was in his uncle's sea of ​​consciousness, he grasped it with his divine sense and had not yet felt any power.

Only when I brought it back to my own mind and experienced it firsthand did I realize how terrifying its power was.

Although both are swords, the Hanming Sword is absolutely no match for this white rainbow sword intent!

If the White Rainbow Sword Intent is considered a high-grade magic weapon, then the Cold Bright Sword is not even a low-grade magic weapon; it is merely a second-rate magic weapon.

This is just the White Rainbow Sword Intent; if it were combined with the real, intact White Rainbow Sword...

Sword cultivators are terrifying indeed.

Fortunately, I am a body cultivator, so my combat strength is not inferior to that of a sword cultivator.

But what exactly was Martial Uncle's cultivation level before?

Li Yinsheng became somewhat puzzled.

He didn't know his uncle's exact age, nor had he asked, but he figured he probably wasn't that old among the immortals.

Therefore, he always felt that no matter how talented his martial aunt was, her cultivation level among the True Immortals was probably not very high due to her age.

But judging from her consciousness and soul alone, her uncle's cultivation level at his peak might have been even higher than his current level.

What kind of talent is that?!

However, when he thought about the peach his junior sister had given him two months ago, he felt somewhat relieved.

While talent is certainly an important aspect of cultivation, opportunity is also crucial.

The number of cultivators in the world who truly achieve their cultivation level step by step, relying entirely on arduous practice, is extremely small.

Those who achieve extraordinary success have generally had opportunities, and many have had more than one.

My uncle is not old, but that's only in terms of age as a true immortal. In reality, he's quite old, having lived for so long, it's only natural that he would have some good fortune.

As he pondered this, Li Yinsheng left his sea of ​​consciousness.

His uncle's forehead was still pressed against his own.

"Uncle-Master?" Li Yinsheng transmitted his voice through divine sense, "I have already placed the White Rainbow Sword Intent in my sea of ​​consciousness, is that enough?"

Uncle Jiang's eyelashes trembled, and he moved his forehead back, letting the elegant fragrance lingering around Li Yinsheng drift away.

Her face was normal, but her earlobes were so red they looked like they were about to bleed.

She quickly reached up to straighten her loose hair, covering her ears, and spoke in a normal tone.

"The White Rainbow Sword Intent, while not my strongest killing move when taken out of context, is already one of my trump cards."

"This sword intent is mixed with my... thoughts, so you don't need to worry about being accidentally injured while it exists in your sea of ​​consciousness."

"When you encounter a powerful enemy, you can unleash it with your magic power. Even if you encounter a powerful enemy at the True Person level, it will be a great threat to them."

Li Yinsheng nodded.

He had no doubt about the power of this sword intent.

Of course, he didn't think he would encounter an enemy who would require him to use this sword intent.

But there's never too much of a way. And since sword intent doesn't have an expiration date, we can just keep it. We can also nurture it with the Pure Profound Divine Light from time to time.

"Sword cultivation is great! I must learn this sword technique," Li Yinsheng exclaimed.

“You are a body cultivator, so you don’t need to envy sword cultivators too much,” said Uncle Jiang. “If you weren’t still young and hadn’t had time to accumulate skills and didn’t have a good weapon, you would be no less capable than a sword cultivator in terms of combat.”

Li Yinsheng shook his head and remained silent.