The Prodigal Disciple of Mount Hua: Seizing All Opportunities

After Feng Buping left, the smile on Chen Qianyang's face vanished instantly.

He knew that such an excuse could only be used once.

Feng Buping is not an easy person to talk to. As a remnant of the Sword Sect, he has worked hard for many years to rebuild the sect and is capable of doing anything.

If it weren't for his appreciation of talent and his intentional or unintentional attempt to lure out the person from behind the mountain...

He had already killed me.

Within ten days, how easy would it be to stop Feng Buping's swift sword?

It should be noted that the Gale Sword is a martial art that excels at dealing with opponents whose swordsmanship is far inferior to the user's skill.

With ordinary training methods, let alone ten days, even half a year would probably not be enough to achieve this.

However, this place is the Cliff of Repentance, a place he had planned for a long time.

His gaze turned to the cave where he lived, and the time had finally come to put his long-planned scheme into action.

In this world, apart from a handful of people, probably only I, a transmigrator who has thoroughly read the original work, know about that place.

The cave at Siguo Cliff contains the martial arts techniques of the Five Sacred Mountains sects, along with their countermeasures, carved by the ten elders of the Demonic Sect.

That's where he broke the deadlock.

Chen Qianyang feigned a dejected expression and entered the cave.

Unexpectedly, a crack was discovered in the stone wall, and an uneven area could be vaguely seen under the thick moss.

A look of surprise appeared on his face. He used his strength to peel back the moss, only to find that the gap behind it was even larger.

He continued to insert the sword into the crevice, and as he pried hard, the huge rock slowly began to move.

A hole was revealed, just big enough for one person to pass through.

A musty, unpleasant smell wafted from the cave.

Chen Qianyang's expression of surprise and doubt deepened. After a moment's thought, he lit a tinderbox and bent down to crawl inside.

The cave was a completely different world inside, far larger than the cave where he had lived before.

The flickering firelight illuminated the surrounding stone walls.

When Chen Qianyang finally saw the scene inside the stone wall, even though he had expected it, he couldn't help but gasp.

The stone walls on all four sides were covered with countless sword techniques.

On the left stone wall, a set of sword techniques is carved. The moves are intricate and combine defense with offense. It is the "Ten Thousand Flowers Sword Technique" of the Hengshan School.

The other side is depicted with thicker lines, showing various ways to break the pattern, each move directly targeting the bottlenecks in the sword technique.

Looking at the right wall, there is the solemn and majestic "Eighteen Bends of Mount Tai" sword technique of the Mount Tai School.

The Hengshan School's unpredictable "Huifeng Luoyan Sword" and the Songshan School's majestic and domineering "Songyang Divine Sword".

Even the Huashan Sect's ultimate sword technique, the "Three Immortal Swords of Destruction," is engraved on it.

The exquisite sword techniques of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, even some long-lost tricks, as well as the methods to counter these sword techniques, are all engraved on this stone wall!

These were all carved by the elders of the Demonic Sect who were trapped here by the Five Mountains Sword Sect back then.

They not only inscribed the unique sword techniques of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, but also all the methods to counter them.

Unfortunately, these people eventually died and their spiritual essence vanished, and most of these exquisite methods were lost.

In the original story, this was a treasure that Linghu Chong obtained by chance, but the course of events changed due to the appearance of Chen Qianyang.

If that person never shows up, then these sword techniques are probably his last trump card.

Fortunately, Chen Qianyang possessed the unparalleled divine power of Sword Heart Clarity, which greatly enhanced his speed of comprehending sword techniques.

He desperately absorbed the sword techniques on the stone wall, integrating them into his own swordsmanship.

Although I skimmed through it, thanks to my exceptional comprehension ability, I've managed to learn about 70-80% of it.

It's impossible to learn everything, but you only need to select the ones that are suitable for dealing with Feng Buping.

In particular, they focused on practicing methods to counter the Huashan sword technique.

The Gale Swift Sword evolved from the Deadly Three Immortal Swords, and the methods that counter the Three Immortal Swords are also effective against the Gale Swift Sword.

This will also be his trump card in his next battle against the enemy.

For the next ten days, aside from eating and sleeping, Chen Qianyang practiced his swordsmanship like a machine, wielding his sword and thrusting.

He mentally rehearsed the battle based on the characteristics and moves of the Gale Sword.

He was going to use all the cards in his hand to set up a trap, all for that deadly move that Feng Buping would never have imagined.

At the same time, he was eliminating his fatigue by relying on the power of ice and fire brought by the Yin-Yang Mystic Pendant.

Otherwise, I would have collapsed from exhaustion long ago if I practiced like this.

Ten days passed in the blink of an eye, and Chen Qianyang had undergone a complete transformation.

【Chen Qianyang, a disciple of Mount Hua】

[Combat Strength: At the Beginning (Medium)]

[Talent: Sword Mind Clear, Swift as the Wind]

[Equipment: Yin-Yang Mystic Pendant]

【外功：三达剑（残）3/3，华山剑法10/10，（熟练）狂风剑法4/10，夺命连环三仙剑2/10，万花剑法2/10，嵩阳神剑2/10，迴风落雁剑2/10，泰山十八盘2/10】

[Internal Skill: Huashan Inner Strength Technique 10/10 (Proficient)]

The wind howled at Yai Mountain a few days ago, but today is a rare good day.

Under the blazing sun, the majestic and beautiful scenery of Mount Hua in the west was illuminated.

Even the sparsely vegetated Cliff of Contemplation was made to gleam brightly by the blazing sun.

Feng Buping had arrived at the top of the cliff without anyone noticing.

He gazed at the beautiful scenery below the cliff, his expression somewhat forlorn.

His slender body resembled an old pine tree trunk, and his eyes shone with a rare gentleness.

It seems she is reminiscing about the past.

Chen Qianyang slowly walked out of the cave and bowed to Feng Buping.

His face showed neither sadness nor joy.

"Senior! We can begin."

Unexpectedly, Feng Buping did not respond, but muttered to himself, "How magnificent Mount Hua is! Twenty years, a full twenty years..."

"senior?"

"What's the rush, kid! How boring. I could see such a beautiful view countless times and never get tired of it. It's just a pity..."

"Fine, since you're prepared to die." Feng Buping glanced at Chen Qianyang and slowly drew his sword. "Then let's go."

Chen Qianyang also drew his sword, its tip pointing diagonally at the ground, and said calmly, "Whether to face death or seek survival, the outcome will be decided in thirty moves. Senior, please enlighten me."

"Good lad! Come on!"

Before he finished speaking, Feng Buping's figure had already disappeared from the spot!

This time, he neither probed nor let others make the first move.

His first move was a devastating killing blow!

For many years, he has roamed the north and south with his swift and powerful swordsmanship, but he cannot show his true identity as a disciple of Mount Hua.

Now that he feels he has reached a bottleneck in his martial arts journey, he has decided to return to Mount Hua to reclaim everything he had back then.

For this reason, he was even willing to submit to someone like Zuo Lengchan.

But this kid in front of him showed him a different path.

If you want to revitalize the Huashan Sword Sect, why must it be me, Feng Buping?

Today, his Gale Sword Technique, honed over twenty years, finally revealed its true, ferocious nature.

A flawless gem must withstand the test of fierce winds!

Let me give it a try!

The flashing sword light resembled a sandstorm, each gust of wind a sharp and incomparably fierce sword, swift and ruthless, sealing off all possibilities for Chen Qianyang to dodge.

Chen Qianyang's pupils shrank sharply; for the first time, he truly felt the terrifying power of this sword master.

He dared not be negligent in the slightest and pushed the Gale Sword to its limit as well.

The two beams of sword light collided instantly on the stone platform.

The next moment, sword energy surged across the Cliff of Contemplation.