"Uh … I'm not dead yet."
After an unknown period of time, Ye Chenfeng woke up from his coma.
Looking at the familiar surroundings and the mysterious broken sword lying beside him in Silence, Ye Chenfeng knew that the God-eater Brain had saved him. He had not been killed by the last sword move.
Although he had managed to survive, Ye Chenfeng still felt a lingering fear when he thought back to that day.
"This broken sword is too terrifying. I reckon that it has been passed down for at least a hundred years. Yet, the power of the sword sealed within the sword hilt is still so terrifying. It is truly hard to imagine what kind of expert the owner of this broken sword was," Ye Chenfeng muttered to himself as he picked up the broken sword again.
This time, he was much more careful. He took a huge risk and continued to study the broken sword. He discovered another terrifying sword move in the hilt, which made him break out in a cold sweat.
"Forget it. I'll slowly study this broken sword when my cultivation level increases in the future."
Ye Chenfeng no longer had the courage to take on the fourth sword move. He carefully sealed the broken sword and placed it in his Cosmic Bag.
"Hmm? This is …"
Just as Ye Chenfeng sat on the bed and controlled the God-eater Brain to heal his soul, he discovered to his surprise that three sword inscriptions had appeared in the brain.
These three sword inscriptions were actually formed by the three sword moves in the broken sword.
With this discovery, Ye Chenfeng was overjoyed. He had never dreamed that the God-eater Brain would be so heaven-defying. Not only had it saved him, but it had also left behind the three sword inscriptions.
A swordsman who had comprehended sword intent could harm others invisibly and increase the lethality of the sword. It could be said that anyone who had comprehended sword inscriptions was a shocking genius swordsman.
"I wonder how long it will take for me to comprehend the three sword inscriptions in the God-eater Brain with my current level of comprehension," Ye Chenfeng muttered to himself. It was also because of the sword inscriptions that he chose the sword as his weapon in the end.
After being unconscious for several days, Ye Chenfeng's stomach was already rumbling with hunger. He simply healed his soul injury and left the small courtyard, once again coming to the Spiritual Kitchen to eat.
After eating the delicacies cooked with ferocious beasts' flesh, Ye Chenfeng spent more than 130 low-grade Soul Crystals to buy a large amount of food that was easy to store and contained spirituality. He was preparing for his secluded cultivation to cultivate his sword force.
"An expert!"
Just as Ye Chenfeng left the Spiritual Kitchen and returned to his courtyard to prepare for seclusion, he found a tall young man wearing a white robe standing outside his courtyard.
And where he stood, his body seemed to have merged with the surrounding air. If one didn't look with their eyes, they wouldn't be able to detect his existence at all.
"Ye Chenfeng, I have been waiting for you for a while." The white-clothed man calmly stared at Ye Chenfeng and slowly spoke.
"You are from the Shen Tu family clan."
Seeing that the white-clothed man's face was similar to Shen Tu Xue's, Ye Chenfeng guessed his identity.
"That's right. My name is Shen Tu Heng. I am Shen Tu Xue, Shen Tu Ye's cousin." Shen Tu Heng nodded and said.
"Shen Tu Heng, an expert ranked tenth on the Heavenly Fire Martial Roll."
Ye Chenfeng had heard of Shen Tu Heng's name before. Furthermore, he could smell a dangerous aura from him. He coldly asked, "Why are you looking for me?"
"I am here to give you a gift of fate." Shen Tu Heng said in a superior tone, "What do you think of my sister, Shen Tu Bing?"
"Don't tell me you want your sister to marry me." Ye Chenfeng said with a smile. He did not have a good impression of the unruly and willful Shen Tu Bing.
"It is not my sister marrying you, but you marrying into my Shen Tu family clan." Shen Tu Heng shook his head and said.
"Sorry, I am not interested in your sister, nor will I marry into your Shen Tu family clan." After knowing Shen Tu Heng's motive, Ye Chenfeng laughed and rejected him.
"Are you really not going to consider it? This is the only chance for you to mend your relationship with my Shen Tu family clan. If you miss it, you will probably regret it for the rest of your life. "Shen Tu Heng said in a low voice as his eyes revealed a sinister look.
"Are you done? If you are, I will be returning. "
After saying that, Ye Chenfeng ignored Shen Tu Heng's angry eyes and walked past him. He walked into his own yard and activated the runic restrictions.
"Ye Chenfeng, since you do not know what's good for you, then don't blame me for being ruthless." The hidden hostility in Shen Tu Heng's eyes surged out. It was like the gaze of a wild beast, making people shudder.
"The top ten on the Heavenly Fire Martial Roll is indeed not simple."
Through his interaction with Shen Tu Heng, Ye Chenfeng had a general understanding of the strength of the top ten on the Heavenly Fire Martial Roll. He felt that he was still very far from tenth place.
Hence, the most important thing now was to quickly comprehend the sword stance. Only by comprehending a sword stance with astounding offensive power could he close the gap between him and Shen Tu Heng and company in a short period of time.
Ye Chenfeng sat under the only ancient tree in the courtyard and regulated his breathing for a while. He got rid of all distracting thoughts and began to comprehend the three sword stances in the God-Eater Mind. Soon, he entered a state of deep meditation.
Although Ye Chenfeng's perception and talent had reached an unimaginable level after fusing with the God Eater's brain, he was still unfamiliar with sword stances. Furthermore, sword stances were profound and difficult to understand. They were profound and obscure, and they were ever-changing and multiplying. This caused Ye Chenfeng to be unable to comprehend the true essence of sword stances.
Although he was unable to grasp the essentials, Ye Chenfeng was not in a hurry. He was like an old monk in meditation. He sat under the ancient tree without moving and patiently comprehended the three sword stances in the God Eater's brain.
Time passed day by day. Aside from eating, Ye Chenfeng spent almost all of his time comprehending the sword force.
With the passage of time, Ye Chenfeng finally comprehended a small part of the true essence of sword stances through the analysis and evolution of the God Eater's brain.
Streaks of sharp sword light slowly condensed on the surface of his body, automatically slicing the leaves that were drifting in the wind.
"Sword stances are formless, but the sword has a soul. Only by cultivating the sword stance into a part of one's body, allowing the sword stance to possess a soul and life, can one truly grasp sword stances."
After nearly a month of comprehension, Ye Chenfeng finally comprehended the true essence of sword stances.
In the courtyard, Ye Chenfeng sat cross-legged under the ancient tree without moving. Streaks of Sword Qi flowed on the surface of his body as if they were about to burst out.
Suddenly, Ye Chenfeng, who had his eyes closed, opened his eyes. Two sharp lights shot out from his eyes.
In the next moment, Ye Chenfeng gently pointed his finger. A resplendent sword light shot out from his fingertip and attacked the void.
Although Ye Chenfeng used his finger as a sword, the sword light was perfect in terms of speed and power. It pierced the formation restriction above the courtyard and directly tore a hole in it.
"Sigh, that sword just now should only be considered half-step sword stances."
Although the sword ray that Ye Chenfeng shot out earlier was extremely powerful, he knew that there was still a slight difference between him and the true sword force.
To make up for these slight differences, he would need a long time to practice.
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