"Master, if you successfully cultivate the Myriad Spirit Sea Art, will you be able to recover your martial arts?"
Wang Chong suddenly asked.
"It's not that easy. The Myriad Spirit Sea Art is fraught with difficulties. It's just a way to replace the sea of qi. If not for the fact that the qi waves have been broken, no one would bother cultivating the Myriad Spirit Sea Art. Using acupoints to replace the sea of qi is a fantasy. I've never heard of anyone succeeding in this. At least, I haven't. "
The Evil Emperor smiled bitterly. He looked at Wang Chong and patted him on the shoulder.
"Child, I understand what you're thinking. Although we've only been master and disciple for a dozen days, I'm glad that you're thinking this way. "
Wang Chong stood beside the Evil Emperor. When the Evil Emperor said this, Wang Chong saw a glint in his eyes, as if he had made up his mind about something.
Wang Chong was no stranger to this expression. It was an expression that only a person would have when they were ready to die.
"The Myriad Spirit Sea Art is extremely difficult to cultivate, and few succeed. In other words, he will never be able to recover his previous cultivation. Could it be that … he wants to cultivate the Myriad Spirit Sea Art to a certain level and impart it to me like he did to Zhou Wen? "
Wang Chong's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
In his previous life, the Evil Emperor's imparting technique required a great sacrifice. He had to give up all of his cultivation and life in order to help another person.
It seemed that although he had changed a lot, there were some things that hadn't changed at all. The Evil Emperor would still give up his cultivation to help himself.
Just like Zhou Wen in his previous life.
This made Wang Chong's heart feel indescribably conflicted. Although he had initially come for the Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art, the Evil Emperor had undoubtedly treated him as a true disciple. He loved and cared for him without holding anything back.
This made Wang Chong's heart skip a beat.
"No matter what, I must stop him!"
Wang Chong thought to himself.
Regarding the Evil Emperor, Wang Chong's understanding of him was limited to the fact that he possessed unparalleled cultivation base and top-notch techniques. But at this moment, Wang Chong's feelings towards him were completely different.
In the depths of his heart, Wang Chong's feelings towards him were completely different. Imperceptibly, Wang Chong had already decided that this was his true master.
"Master, what are the requirements to cultivate the Myriad Spirit Sea Art?"
Wang Chong asked.
"Hehe, there are many conditions that need to be met. A martial artist's aptitude, talent, perseverance, and perception were the most basic. There was also a huge amount of spiritual energy, extraordinary luck, and some external magic treasures, pills, and so on. Chong-er, if you're interested, I can also teach you this technique. "
The Evil Emperor misunderstood Wang Chong's meaning.
"Spiritual energy …"
Wang Chong didn't say a word, but his mind was in turmoil.
"Although it's hard to say for other things, if it's spiritual energy, then … I really don't lack spiritual energy!"
Wang Chong thought of the spirit vein that he had discovered not too long ago. Although he didn't know the specifics of the Myriad Spirit Sea Art, it was definitely closely related to the spiritual energy of the world.
Based on Wang Chong's past experience, as long as there was sufficient spiritual energy, the success rate of the Myriad Spirit Sea Art would be greatly increased.
"Master, this disciple doesn't mean that. However, that person has sent his disciples to search the entire city. Master is no longer safe in the capital. This disciple knows of a place where master can hide temporarily. Furthermore, it would be beneficial for master's cultivation of the Myriad Spirit Sea Art. "
Wang Chong said.
"Oh?"
The Evil Emperor raised his eyebrows.
Wang Chong chuckled. Without hiding anything, he revealed what he knew. Hearing about the spirit vein, the Evil Emperor was greatly moved. He looked at Wang Chong in disbelief.
Spirit veins were incomparably precious, one in ten thousand. Just like hundreds of thousands of mountains, one might not even find one. For Wang Chong to be able to discover a spirit vein at such a young age and even buy it in advance, this was simply inconceivable.
To the Evil Emperor, this was something he didn't even dare to think about.
"This is unbelievable, to think that such a thing could actually happen …"
The Evil Emperor was shocked. This disciple's abilities were getting more and more shocking. It was beyond his understanding of Young Master Wang Chong.
However, there was one thing he was right about. If he had the help of a spirit vein, it would be greatly beneficial for his cultivation of the Myriad Spirit Sea Art.
"Everything will go according to your arrangements."
The Evil Emperor didn't insist anymore.
"Then master, rest well. I will arrange for someone to send you out of the city tomorrow."
Wang Chong smiled. After lingering in the Purple Bamboo Garden for a moment, Wang Chong left.
Not long after Wang Chong left in the carriage, the Evil Emperor retracted his smile and revealed a solemn expression.
Walking out of the room, the Evil Emperor raised his head and looked towards the sky above the Purple Bamboo Garden. He saw a huge black bird circling above. As though it had sensed something, it flapped its wings and flew towards the west of the city.
"Hmph, beast. You still want to leave after coming here?!"
The Evil Emperor laughed coldly. He raised his finger and a wisp of black qi shot out from his finger. This wisp of qi wasn't very strong. It was completely at the Origin Energy Realm. However, for some reason, it was unbelievably pure and condensed. As the qi flew through the air, it didn't dissipate or weaken. It was just like when it shot out from the finger.
"Pu!"
The finger Qi pierced through the layers of void, catching up to the Black Kite in the air, piercing through it. Blood Qi burst out in the air, and the Black Kite's cries stopped abruptly, falling straight down from the sky.
Seeing the black kite descend, the Evil Emperor's expression relaxed slightly. He had long noticed the black kite. Even though he had suffered a huge change and his strength had declined, his mental will, senses, and senses were still present.
For such a huge bird to appear above his head, it was as though a torch in the middle of the night. Even though there were many houses between them, he could still sense it clearly.
"This black kite is definitely not sent by Chong-er. There is no need for him to do so. There is a high chance that someone was tailing him to discover me. "
The Demonic Emperor Old Man's brow slowly creased as he recalled the powerful sword intent Wang Chong had exuded.
That sword intent was so profound that Wang Chong didn't notice it at all. In fact, he didn't even feel anything. However, the Evil Emperor felt it.
He had noticed it the moment Wang Chong walked in.
That sword intent didn't attack Wang Chong, but it contained a strong warning, as though warning him not to get close to Wang Chong.
"Sword intent, this person's swordsmanship is really high! At the very least, he is at the pinnacle of the Saint Martial realm. He isn't any weaker than me. To think that the Tang Dynasty would have such a formidable figure hidden in the capital. "
The Evil Emperor muttered to himself as a hint of fear flashed across his eyes. For one to reach such a level in swordsmanship, the condensation of one's sword qi should be at least at the level of being able to condense into threads.
Even at his peak, he would have to tread carefully if he were to encounter such a powerful swordsman.
This was because of the fact that the Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art was most unwilling to absorb the sword qi of a swordsman, and it was also the most difficult to refine.
"This disciple of mine sure knows an incredible figure!"
The Evil Emperor recalled how protective the other party's sword intent was toward Wang Chong, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly. The other party's sword intent was pure and imposing, clearly indicating that he was a cultivator of the righteous path.
There was a high chance that this matter had something to do with the 《Little Yinyang Art》 that he had imparted to Wang Chong.
Clearly, the other party had misunderstood him.
Wang Chong possessed exceptional aptitude. For him to be able to reach Tiger Bone 3-dan at the age of fifteen, it was truly a rare talent. The Evil Emperor didn't believe that the other party wouldn't be able to see through his aptitude.
Clearly, the other party had taken a liking to his disciple as well.
"... Looks like this disciple of mine is really popular! However, it's impossible for me to give up on him. Since you want to snatch him, let's do it on our own. "
The Evil Emperor chuckled, and a domineering aura emanated from his eyes.
That's right!
The other party's swordsmanship was indeed impressive, but the Evil Emperor wasn't a pushover either. In the past, it would have been a joke if anyone dared to snatch his disciple.
Since the other party wanted to take Wang Chong as his disciple, then bring it on.
Turning around, the Evil Emperor placed his hands behind his back and walked into the house.
…
"The Black Kite is dead!"
Almost at the same moment the Evil Emperor returned to the house, the war god So Jung-son suddenly opened his eyes beneath a large locust tree in the west of the city.
"Ah!"
Beside him, the old servant Fang Hong was shocked.
"How is this possible? The Black Kite can fly up to a height of more than ten thousand zhang. Even arrows can't reach it. How could anyone harm the Black Kite at such a high distance? "
"The Black Kite is indeed dead! There's no doubt about it. The other party's cultivation is extremely high. Not only did he kill the Black Kite, he even destroyed the sword intent I left on the Black Kite and erased my aura. Right now, we only know the general area, but we have no way of ascertaining his exact location. "
So Jung-son spoke nonchalantly, as though he was talking about an insignificant matter. But the old servant by the side was shocked.
"How is this possible … To think that there would be someone in the capital who would be able to destroy master's sword intent!"
Fang Hong's eyes widened. He was truly taken aback.
The old master was getting on in years, and he had long left the royal court and given up on martial arts. But Fang Hong knew that not only did the old master's martial arts not regress, it was even improving.
What the old master cultivated wasn't sword qi, but sword intent!
Sword qi was easy to cultivate, but sword intent was difficult to cultivate!
After so many years, the old master's cultivation had already surpassed the level of swordsmanship in the eyes of ordinary people, reaching an even higher realm. This was precisely the reason why the Black Kite was infused with sword intent instead of sword qi.
Sword intent was sharper than sword qi, and it was harder to erase.
But just now, the old master said that his sword intent had been erased by someone!
How could there be such a person in the world?
"That Chong gongzi … How did he know such a formidable figure!"
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