"Bang!"
Another Sword Spirit was defeated by Tsing Hui. It turned into a beam of light and returned to the Spiritual Sword without a sound.
This was the third Sword Spirit that Tsing Hui had defeated.
He defeated the Sword Spirits again and again, but failed to gain their recognition. He was just like those cultivators who had come to the Myriad Swords Peak. When the people at the foot of the mountain saw this, their interest was greatly reduced.
Almost half of the cultivators who had gathered at the foot of the mountain to watch the show had left. Even the people from the Aurora Peak, the Northmoon Peak, and the Hidden Sword Peak who had heard the news had left.
Only the people from the Divine Grace Chamber of Commerce stayed. They looked at Tsing Hui, who was gradually becoming indistinct. There was an indescribable sadness in their eyes.
…
"It shouldn't have anything to do with cultivation."
Tsing Hui recalled the Sword Spirit that he had just defeated.
He had been fighting with the Sword Spirit for six whole hours. During those six hours, he had been controlling his own strength, keeping it at the level of the Awakening Realm. Even if it was only the strength of his body, he had not used any attacks above the True Energy Realm. But even so …
In the end, he still did not gain the recognition of that Sword Spirit.
"If it's not related to my own strength, then … what method should I use to defeat them to gain their recognition?"
Tsing Hui was silent for a moment. He stepped forward again and came in front of a new Spiritual Sword.
"Buzz, buzz!"
The Sword Essence vibrated. The Spiritual Sword in front of him was stimulated by Tsing Hui's Sword Essence and immediately manifested.
This was a Sword Spirit with a sharp aura that gave people a feeling of coldness.
"My name is Tian Que. I'm a cultivator. Let me see your Sword Principle."
"Wait!"
Tsing Hui looked at the Sword Spirit, Tian Que, who was about to summon his Spiritual Sword and attack. He said in a low voice, "What exactly is the Sword Principle that you keep talking about? When I fought with the previous Sword Spirits, I used my own comprehension of Sword Intent and used it as a foundation to activate the Sword Arts derived from Sword Intent. However, I was unable to gain your recognition time and time again. Then, tell me, what is the Way of the Sword that you speak of? "
"Sword Dao … what exactly is it …"
Tsing Hui's question made Tian Que a little confused. It looked at Tsing Hui as if it was thinking of something. However, after a long while, it still frowned and could not think of anything.
"I don't know … It's been too long … Perhaps it's because my memories are missing, or perhaps it's because of some other reason. In short, I can't answer you … But there's a voice in my heart telling me that the brand of my Sword Dao still remains in my body. When I see a Sword Dao that can truly resonate with me, I'll naturally acknowledge its existence."
Tian Que said in a low voice. His tone seemed to contain an indescribable pain.
It was a pain that even it did not understand.
It was as if it clearly knew that it had something incomparably important to it, something so important that it had given up its entire life. However, it was unaware of it and still stubbornly clung to that belief, waiting for the day when it would awaken and regain its glory.
"Let's begin."
Tian Que said with a hollow tone, as though he was an artificial intelligence mechanically carrying out his duties.
That was all.
"Bang!"
The swords clashed and sparks burst forth.
…
An hour later, Tian Que's spirituality dimmed. He looked at Tsing Hui, who had been suppressing his strength and had been stabbed twelve times. There was still no light in his eyes, as though he was an old man with one foot in the grave. "You worked very hard … But … This is not the Sword Principle that I want …"
Whoosh!
As Tian Que finished speaking, his figure returned to the Spiritual Sword, but it had lost its color.
Phew!
Tsing Hui panted slightly. Even though he had been stabbed twelve times, the recovery effect was too strong. In the time it took for him to catch his breath, the sword wounds had already begun to heal. In less than ten breaths, only a red mark was left on the sword wounds.
"It's still not the Sword Principle … Could it be that I have to suppress my strength to the Blood Changing realm? But the strength of a Sword Spirit surpasses that of an ordinary True Qi realm cultivator. Compared to a Spirit Refining realm cultivator, they are not inferior. In addition, they are equivalent to the combination of sword intents. Even if their spirituality has been worn down over the years, they still have a strong resistance against sword intents. My sword intents are only able to display less than ten percent of its power … If I were to suppress my strength to the Blood Changing realm, even with the recovery effect of a rank ten True Qi realm cultivator, I would not be their opponent. "
Tsing Hui was filled with heaviness.
The difference in strength was too big. It was not something that he could win by risking his life.
"Sword Principle …"
Tsing Hui carefully recalled the words of the Sword Spirits.
Almost every Sword Spirit would mention the two words' Sword Principle '…
It could be seen that the core of the problem was the Sword Principle.
As for the Sword Principle …
"Is the Killing Sword Principle of the Ancient Sword Principle considered a Sword Principle that could gain their recognition?"
Tsing Hui's mind flashed with various changes regarding the Killing Sword Principle.
However …
The Ancient Killing Sword Principle corresponded to the White Tiger, one of the Six Saints. In the cultivation world, the upper limit of a ferocious beast's growth was the immortal-level. Even the top ferocious beasts would reach the peak of immortal-level Rank-6 if they did not encounter a great opportunity. Spiritual beasts' growth was Rank-12, while Holy Beasts' growth was Rank-18. The Six Saints' growth was between Mythical Beasts and Holy Beasts. Their growth could reach Rank-19, and some of them could even reach Rank-20 if they were lucky enough. However, compared to the many sword principles that Tsing Hui was using, they were still lacking.
One had to know that although most of the sword manuals that he had obtained were only at the Endless and Golden Core levels, the principles of these sword manuals were basically aimed at Mythical Beasts.
The strength of the Sword Principle was directly related to the principles of the sword.
After all, the Sword Principle was the cultivator's own will.
After a moment of silence, Tsing Hui went forward again. Not long after, he found another Sword Spirit.
While he was deep in thought and searching for the Sword Spirit, his injuries had all recovered. Although his clothes were tattered and he looked a little pathetic, it did not affect his combat strength at all.
"Buzz buzz!"
The Sword Principle was activated. Soon, the Sword Spirit in the Spiritual Sword was awakened. A middle-aged man who looked gentle and elegant like a spring breeze appeared in front of Tsing Hui.
When the man appeared, his eyes were also filled with confusion. However, after a while, he recovered and nodded slightly at Tsing Hui, "It's been a long time since I've seen a satisfactory Experiencer. I hope your Sword Principle can inspire me. I'm Qing Ye, please enlighten me."
"Sword Principle …"
Tsing Hui looked at the man in front of him. Although he did not have much hope, he still said, "I want to know, what exactly is the Sword Principle that you speak of? What is your Sword Principle? "
"What exactly is the Sword Principle that we speak of?"
Qing Ye was slightly stunned while a trace of bewilderment appeared on his face. After that, he seemed to have fallen into deep thought, and this sort of deep thought only lasted for a few breaths of time before it was gradually replaced by a trace of pain and helplessness. "My Sword Dao …. I'm sorry. Perhaps it has been too long, and I've already forgotten exactly what my Sword Dao is ….
"You've forgotten?"
Tsing Hui looked at Qing Ye in disbelief, "As a Sword Spirit, you can actually forget your Sword Principle?"
"I can't understand it either … But … it's been too long … Too much time has passed … Anything can happen in such a long period of time … Maybe I suffered some serious injury and lost my memories, or maybe my Way of the Sword was defeated by someone and disappeared, leaving only the instincts of the Way of the Sword in me, or maybe … some other reason … But Experiencer, this is not something you need to ask. Let me see your Way of the Sword …"
"Wait, I have another question. Why do you call me Experiencer?"
"Why …"
A trace of confusion flashed in Qing Ye's eyes, "I can't answer you. It's been too long, and I can't remember clearly … Perhaps this is my mission here …"
"The 'too long' you speak of, just how long is it …"
Qing Ye shook his head. "I've already forgotten the concept of time from repeated extremely long slumbers …. I only know that countless lifetimes might have passed …. I don't remember much anymore. Since you've woken me up, then I hope your Sword Dao can be refreshing and inject a trace of a ripple into my life that's like a pool of stagnant water …."
In the next moment, Qing Ye no longer spoke to him, and attacked with his sword …
His Sword Principle was like a cool breeze.
It was like a leisurely early summer, facing the gentle sunlight, looking for a willow tree by a clear stream, lying down on the green grass under the willow tree, with a blade of grass in his mouth, feeling the cool breeze, looking up at the clear blue sky and white clouds …
"Enough!"
A voice suddenly interrupted this indescribable feeling of relaxation.
In the next moment, the scorching sun shone brightly!
The sun above his head that was emitting gentle sunlight became incomparably tyrannical. Endless radiance mixed with rolling heat waves, burning this picturesque scenery of the mountains into ashes …
This was the counterattack of Tsing Hui's Sword Principle.
He had had enough of defeating the Sword Spirits time and time again, and seeing their regretful and dejected expressions time and time again. He had already lost patience with his adventures in the Myriad Swords Peak.
Next, he was not willing to forcefully suppress his own cultivation. At least, he would not suppress his cultivation to the level of a mortal, causing himself to be injured every time he fought with the Sword Spirits. Even if these injuries were nothing to his tenth-level recovery ability, and he would completely recover in a short time, but …
He had had enough!
He wanted to use the dominance of his Sword Principle to crush them fair and square. There were so many Sword Spirits on the mountain. After crushing all of them, he did not believe that he would not be able to obtain the recognition of a hundred Sword Spirits and trigger a hundred Sword Hymns.
"Bang!"
Qing Ye's figure abruptly appeared from the scroll-like illusion.
However, unlike the other Sword Spirits, after being forcibly defeated by Tsing Hui's Sword Principle, its face did not have its usual dejected expression. Instead, it had a trace of surprise. "What a tyrannical Sword Principle, what a violent Sword Principle … This Sword Principle is like a huge sun with boundless power, burning the sky and boiling the sea … As expected, the Sword Principle that I have comprehended is not suitable for killing at all. It is only suitable for the mountains and rivers. Your Sword Principle is the true Sword Principle of killing."
"Hmm?"
Looking at Qing Ye, who had a strange expression, Tsing Hui paused slightly. "My Sword Principle?"
"Although your mastery of the Sword Dao is still shallow, you've already laid down a foundation … My Sword Dao is not focused on killing, so it's impossible for me to be a match for your Sword Dao … Therefore, you've obtained my approval. Cultivator, please tell me your name."
Tsing Hui looked at Qing Ye, somewhat stunned.
This …
He succeeded just like that?
So simple?
Could it be that these Sword Spirits all bullied the weak and feared the strong?
He used all his strength and immediately obtained the recognition of a Sword Spirit?
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(Thank you for the reward, Giant Dragon City's Mayor. What I want to say is, has the Bookworm changed his name? Haha, I have another chapter for you later.)
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