The strongest warrior of the Great Qian Dynasty

The Nine Yang Sword, as its name suggests, is an extremely Yang sword, perfectly suited to one's physique.

That is why Li Qingshan was able to awaken the sword spirit Qianqian who was sleeping within it.

But now, the sword doesn't show much abnormality; instead, it has become increasingly simple and unadorned.

If it weren't for the sword spirit Qianqian always accompanying him, Li Qingshan would have really thought he had picked up a broken sword.

"Master, it's not that Qianqian is unwilling to teach you swordsmanship, but if you want to use the Nine Yang Sword, you must reach the Grandmaster level. That's just the beginning. Only then can you cultivate the incomplete chapters of the swordsmanship."

A fragment of swordsmanship?!

Upon hearing this, Li Qingshan became interested and immediately asked about the reason.

"The Nine Yang Sword, as its name suggests, is extremely Yang. In this world, the only thing that can be called extremely Yang is the great sun in the sky."

To master this sword technique, one must establish a connection with the sun. Once one reaches the Grandmaster level, one can use one's own power to draw upon the power of heaven and earth to activate the Nine Yang Sword. It is as if the blazing sun has fallen to earth, making the destruction of heaven and earth effortless.

At its extreme, one can transform oneself into a blazing sun, capable of scorching the heavens with every gesture.

Upon hearing this, Li Qingshan gasped.

He felt that the world he was in now seemed to be different from what Qianqian had described.

After all, even if one has reached the late stage of True Qi, it is only by amplifying oneself through True Qi.

Why is this being brought up with burning the sky and boiling the sea?

Even at the very least, his attacks would only involve adding some blade energy or the like.

How could this possibly involve the sun in the sky, burning the heavens and boiling the seas?

As Li Qingshan voiced his question, Qianqian's graceful figure became even more ethereal.

Then, he asked a question that Li Qingshan had ignored until now.

"Then, Master, don't you think my appearance proves that what I've said is true?"

Li Qingshan was slightly stunned, as if struck by lightning, staring intently at the constantly fluttering Qianqian.

Yes!

If this world is really that simple, why would there be a sword spirit that can fly freely?

If it's just a matter of slightly stronger martial arts skills, what kind of person, with what kind of handle, could create such a sword spirit?

At this moment, Li Qingshan fell silent. He felt that many of the martial arts books he had read before seemed to be too basic and simple.

It's so simplistic that it has overlooked some truths it was never aware of.

"Qianqian, explain to me now the concepts of Grandmaster, Celestial Being, and Martial Arts Godhood."

After much deliberation, Li Qingshan finally asked the question he had been pondering.

"Master, the information you gathered before is not much different from what I can tell you. The first three realms are: internal strength, true qi, and grandmaster."

To put it simply, it's about continuously cultivating one's own essence, energy, and spirit—this is just a process.

Once you reach the Grandmaster realm, you will begin to comprehend the power of heaven and earth, and forge your own path.

Before you break through to the Celestial Realm, any path I describe is illusory and beyond your control. All I can say is that the three tribulations of the Celestial Realm are essentially about proving oneself.

As for his mastery of martial arts, just as his name suggests, he is like a god in this world.

Si...

Li Qingshan silently took a deep breath.

For the first time, he realized that the world was not as simple as he had imagined.

After reaching a deeper level of cultivation, it may truly be possible, as Qianqian described, to burn the heavens and boil the seas.

So, what kind of powerful figures are the Prince of Zhenbei and the officials in the court?

Although he had many questions in his mind, Li Qingshan was not defeated by these terrifying sights. Instead, he continued to cultivate.

After all, no matter how strong he is, I still have to keep up.

……

Guo Mansion.

Qiu Meier reclined on the bed, sipping the grapes in her hand while coldly asking a question.

"Lord Guo, so far, the Marquis still hasn't come up with a solution?"

Guo Xiaotian had a cold expression and his eyes were downcast, indicating that he was in very poor condition.

But his words remained firm and powerful.

"Holy Maiden, that Xiao Dongshan is like a rock in a latrine, both smelly and hard."

I've subjected him to torture countless times, but I still can't get any information about the Nine-Bend White Deer Ginseng out of him.

Moreover, we cannot delay any longer. I have received intelligence that the three Grandmasters of the Imperial Court are heading towards Lin'an City.

At this point, an unnatural distortion appeared on Guo Xiaotian's face.

He never imagined he would be exposed so early. In his mind, he should be able to play both sides, constantly profiting from the White Lotus Pure World Sect and also getting corresponding benefits from the imperial court.

Unexpectedly, his actions today not only offended the Marquis of Changning's mansion, but also ruined his job as an official in the imperial court.

"Haha, that's because you, Lord Guo, didn't... use enough methods to get this Marquis to talk."

"Let me do it! I refuse to believe this Marquis can withstand the White Lotus Potion!"

As she spoke, Qiu Meier, dressed only in a light gauze dress, swayed her graceful figure and slowly walked towards the prison cell.

In the cold and gloomy cell, Xiao Dongshan, who was on the verge of death, still looked like a child, but his face was extremely distorted and mottled, and even showed wrinkles like those of an old man.

His hands and feet were bound by cold iron chains, and his body was pierced with bone-fixing steel nails at various acupoints.

"Heh... I never thought that after all this planning, it would fall into the hands of these demons. If I had known, I would have swallowed that Nine-Turn White Deer Ginseng."

At this point, faint traces of blood trickled from the corner of Xiao Dongshan's mouth, clearly indicating that his foundation had been damaged.

But no sooner had he finished speaking than a seductive, twisted, and slightly eerie voice suddenly rang out in the dark cell.

"My lord, in my opinion, it's not that you don't want to take that powerful medicine, but that you're afraid of being harmed by its effects."

He wanted to wait and see if he could completely refine it, but unfortunately, that wait has dragged on until now, and he's only made a sacrifice for someone else.

Qiu Meier's words were truly piercing, completely breaking down Xiao Dongshan's defenses while he was imprisoned.

However, Xiao Dongshan was extremely skilled at cultivating his inner strength. He understood that as long as he did not reveal the news of the Nine-Turn White Deer Ginseng, he would have one more day to live.

"Miss Qiu, it's been a long time. I never imagined you would become the Holy Maiden of the White Lotus Pure World Sect."

Xiao Dongshan turned his head and looked at Qiu Meier. A slight smile appeared on his blood-covered face, as if his injuries did not exist.

Qiu Meier nodded as well, her voice tinged with the nostalgia of seeing an old friend again.

"After we parted ways years ago, I never imagined that we would meet again in this cold and gloomy prison cell."