IS Chapter 27

Su Yizhen received Li Yuan’s first sword.

He also received the next sword.

But from the moment he received the first sword, he clearly realized one thing:

He couldn’t win.

That feeling was like standing between heaven and sea, watching the bright moon rise from the sea. You can only look up and watch it rise, and you can’t change anything else.

It doesn’t matter whether the sword in your hand is fast or slow, strong or weak. Everything is embraced by the tide, illuminated by the bright moon.

The bright moon will look down on you, just like looking down on all living beings beneath it.

And the sea will drown you. It is deep and bottomless, and even the best swimmers will eventually sink into the deep abyss.

When competing with Ye Zhuo, the moment you lose, your mind is blank and close to death. You can’t even realize how you lost. For him to defeat you is as simple as an unparalleled cold sword naturally slicing through iron like mud.

But when competing with Li Yuan, you will clearly see everything—your sword intent, swordsmanship, your understanding of the sword, and even your heart of cultivation are far inferior to his. It is a world of difference.

It doesn’t matter what the outcome is. The moment he draws his sword, you have already lost.

He will make you lose convincingly.

Of course, facing the sword of the Second Palace Master Ye, if he lives and you die, you will naturally be convinced.

Completely different swordsmanship, bringing the exact same ending.

Is this what the world outside the mountain is like…?

Could it be that the Sword Sect’s millennium sword tomb, with all the past masters, were too weak? Why do their swords now feel like paper?

The teachers all said that he had a natural sword soul and a natural sword heart, a rare genius in the way of the sword.

——So, were those just words to encourage him?

Su Yizhen felt lost.

So, he was just average, and had to start all over again, refine his sword heart, and forge his sword path.

That’s right, that’s how it is.

He continued to wield his sword, pursing his lips to meet Li Yuan’s sword energy!

Beneath a crescent moon, figures rose and fell, and sword light fluttered.

Feng Jiang listlessly watched, propping his cheek with his hand. Because he didn’t quite understand, his eyelids began to droop again.

Wei Sheng Xian suddenly patted him on the shoulder.

“Ah Jiang, listen to this Daoist’s words, you should still watch. Broaden your horizons, it’s good.” Wei Sheng Xian said earnestly.

“Ah Jiang, you already know about Ah Zhou’s sword, no need to say more. In heaven and on earth, only he can walk that path. But now look at Brother Li Yuan’s sword.”

“The will of heaven is vast and difficult to seek. Throughout history, how many sword saints, how many grandmasters, forgetting everything, washing away the lead—what they wanted to comprehend in their entire lives was nothing more than such a sword.”

Feng Jiang perked up.

“The way of heaven, how clear and bright, how chaotic.” Wei Sheng Xian seemed to be lost in thought, “If you want to cultivate to this realm, you must be extremely profound and extremely shallow, extremely true and extremely turbid. It’s truly rare.”

Feng Jiang was woken up to watch the sword fight, so he was awake, but when Wei Sheng Xian spoke, it was as if countless four-character phrases were flowing, and he soon fell asleep again.

Finally, Wei Sheng Xian shook his head: “I think you’re still far from the Integration Realm.”

“Who was cursing me just now?” Feng Jiang woke up just in time to see Su Yizhen’s defeat.

“Oh, little Su is so pitiful.”

“Shh.”

In the end, Su Yizhen received three hundred and fifty-one swords.

Ten more swords than the first time he faced Second Palace Master Ye. Clearly, this was because his sword intuition had indeed improved during the day and night he spent competing with Second Palace Master Ye.

——Improved by ten swords.

In fact, when it comes to the sharpness of the sword, Li Yuan’s sword is not as good as Ye Zhuo’s.

But when all the sword moves are connected, there is a different kind of boundless majesty in his sword, like the primordial sun and moon.

Su Yizhen couldn’t describe what it was.

Just like he couldn’t describe what that kind of decisiveness like flames and blood in Second Palace Master Ye’s sword was.

He just clenched his sword tightly. In his mind, two completely different sword paths were intertwined and rotating.

A sword in Second Palace Master Ye’s hands, as he said, is a weapon for killing.

But in Brother Li Yuan’s hands, as he said, it is the master of all weapons.

When he went down the mountain, he thought that his own sword path had already begun to take shape, but at this moment, he realized that he was just learning to walk.

In fact, he was very happy to see Second Palace Master Ye’s sword. That feeling was like a climber finally seeing a towering mountain with cliffs on all sides. There may be thousands of difficulties and dangers on the mountain road, but as long as he climbs up, he can see the scenery above the clouds.

——But when he turned around, he found that there was another peak of the sword path.

And completely opposite.

Could there be other peaks in that world at the foot of the mountain? What are those roads like when they reach the top?

Su Yizhen had thousands of thoughts in his mind and couldn’t help but ask a question: “Brother Li Yuan, if you were to compete with Second Palace Master Ye, what would be the result?”

“.”

After asking, he noticed that the two of them glanced at each other out of the corners of their eyes, their expressions cold and not very good.

Su Yizhen cautiously shut his mouth.

Only Wei Sheng Xian smiled happily: “Interesting, really interesting. Brother Li Yuan, seeing your sword for the first time, it’s truly inspiring.”

“Brother Wei Sheng, you flatter me.” Li Yuan said.

Then he asked Su Yizhen: “Brother Su, do you want to continue, or do you want to comprehend the sword?”

Su Yizhen seemed hesitant, but after a few breaths, he looked at Palace Master Wei Sheng.

At this moment, his mind was full of a large number of sword path insights swirling and surging. To sort them out and comprehend them was not a task that could be accomplished in a day.

“Yizhen deeply thanks Second Palace Master Ye and Brother Li Yuan for their guidance.”

As he said this, his face seemed to be shy and embarrassed, but he quickly became firm and said: “I wonder if I can stay in the Micro-Snow Palace for a few more days to comprehend the sword path?”

“Of course you can. Daoist Su, you are a gem in the rough, and your sword path has unlimited potential. I think Second Palace Master Ye and Brother Li Yuan also wanted you to stay until the end.” Wei Sheng Xian said, “Behind the main peak is the guest room, you can stay there with peace of mind.”

His own sword has been practiced into such a state, a rotten piece of wood, what future can he talk about? Su Yizhen bowed deeply: “When Yizhen came, he only thought of traveling the world, and didn’t bring anything except spirit stones. When I come to the Green Mountains again, I will definitely perform the ceremony of half a teacher for you all.”

Wei Sheng Xian smiled: “Easy to say, easy to say.”

Palace Master Wei Sheng is really quite friendly. Li Yuan thought for a while, then spread out a few bottles of elixirs on the table: “Competing with swords will inevitably cause consumption. If Brother Su needs them these days, you can take them.”

The medicine bottles were faintly glowing, and anyone could see that they were top-quality products. If you ate one, the consumption of practicing swords would probably be restored in an instant.

Su Yizhen frowned: “How can this be possible?”

Li Yuan: “You don’t have to mind, it’s not worth anything.”

“Brother Li Yuan, you are really a good person.” Wei Sheng Xian said with emotion, “Since that’s the case, this Daoist should also express himself a little.”

After saying that, he straightened his sleeves and stood up, using two fingers as a pen, and drew exquisite runes in the void in front of him like flowing clouds and flowing water. Finally, he pushed them forward.

The runes disappeared into the ground.

The spiritual energy of the main peak suddenly surged, and after a few short breaths, it was more than ten times richer.

Su Yizhen’s eyes widened slightly.

“Since you all came with great interest, how can you not return with satisfaction? The Micro-Snow Palace alone occupies eight or nine points of the sword path’s fortune tonight, and this Palace Master feels really honored.”

Su Yizhen: “May I ask what the remaining one or two points are?”

Wei Sheng Xian said mysteriously: “The secrets of heaven cannot be revealed.”

At this time, the night was already deep, the stars and moon in the sky were bright, and the spiritual energy on the ground was rich and crystal clear, almost visible to the naked eye.

The Green Mountains are continuous, blessed with outstanding people and beautiful scenery, everything seems like a dream.

Su Yizhen didn’t decline any more, and immediately sat down to comprehend the Dao. The aura around him surged, and the light of the Tai Xuan sword was as clear as autumn water.

Feng Jiang lazily summarized the events of the day and night: “Sword cultivator gathering, not bad.”

Then he warmly greeted Ye Zhuo: “Ah Zhou, you’ve been fighting for so long, come and taste the snacks I just made.”

The Micro-Snow Palace is attentive to guests, and he took out several kinds of snacks tonight to entertain them generously. When they were watching the fight, the three of them had tasted each kind of snack, but Ah Zhou hadn’t.

Ye Zhuo’s eyes slowly scanned the different snacks. In fact, he had no appetite.

Then he heard Li Yuan’s voice: “You eat this.”

Then the dragon pushed a plate with a few pieces of tea cakes in front of him.

What? Is he going to poison him?

But with Fourth Palace Master Feng here, it would probably be difficult to poison him.

He picked up a piece of tea cake and tasted it.

Not sweet.

He only heard Second Palace Master Ye comment lightly: “Not bad.”

Feng Jiang was overjoyed.