Death... and me

Chapter 3095  New Name

*Zum!*

Suddenly, a burst of Sword Intent spread everywhere. Tassio and Woterto were ready for this, considering what they felt when Roan showed his Fifth Stage of Sword Intent. And yet, the Sword Intent seemed to slash through their Spiritual Energy Barrier, forcing the two to receive several cuts over their bodies. Only when they went all out did they finally manage to stop Diliy's Sword Intent from harming them.

Diliy had achieved his objective and acquired his own Stage Five Sword Intent! The Sword Intent from Diliy then changed shape, adapting to his body quickly. Roan was also forced to step away from Diliy. Both Roan and Diliy were at the Fifth Stage of Sword Intent. However, Diliy was a Peak Stage Transition Realm cultivator, while Roan was still in the Nascent Soul Realm. The difference was just too big.

Finally, Diliy's Sword Intent took a form... or a formless form of its own, something that was Diliy's and only his. Then, the Sword Intent disappeared, and Diliy opened his eyes. "Only I can understand my Sword Intent... because I am my Sword Intent, and my Sword Intent is me."

*Clap, clap, clap...*

Roan clapped his hands, showing a rare expression of surprise. "Very good. You surpassed my expectations. If the circumstances were different, I would even take you as my disciple. Nonetheless, this is a result we achieved together. If you hadn't taught me first, I wouldn't have reached this level, and I wouldn't have taught you back. This kind of relationship is just perfect for the two of us."

Diliy looked at Roan. Now that he achieved the Fifth Level, his vision of Intents completely changed, and so did his vision of Roan. That's because his entire body was his Sword Intent, including his Soul. And thanks to that, it also allowed Diliy to take a quick look into Roan's Soul before Roan blocked him. In a certain way, that was another gain for Rean and Roan. They now know they need to shield their souls, or any other Fifth Stage Weapon Intent user would be able to see their Souls' real strength.

Diliy kneeled on the floor, his sword pierced in the ground. "Senior, I am eternally grateful for your assistance. Only I can understand my Sword Intent, but it was thanks to you that I found the path for that. I, Diliy, shall remember this favor until the day I die and will definitely pay it back many times over if the chance arrives."

"Senior?" Tassio and Woterto were puzzled even more. Roan isn't even a hundredth of Diliy's age. They know Roan's background isn't simple after everything they saw, but isn't that reaction a little of an exaggeration?

Roan didn't mind that. It would be useless to tell Diliy anything else different since Diliy was able to see the true strength of his soul for a moment. "Rise. The fact we met each other is hardly a coincidence, although I can't explain why," Roan spoke. Well, Roan was pretty sure it was all thanks to the Destiny Attraction ability of the system. It doesn't always have to be something bad. "What matters is that you understand what you saw in my soul, so I hope you will keep your mouth shut."

Diliy got up and nodded. "I understand, senior."

"Stop with the senior shit," Roan warned. "It would be bad if someone who shouldn't hear it find out."

Diliy didn't complain, and although he found it a little disrespectful, he agreed with Roan's request. "Understood, Roan."

Roan stretched his body and thought about leaving soon. "With this, our time together comes to an end. You are literally on the same level as me, and we both understood the Fifth Stage today. That said, it makes little difference if I'm here or not since you can teach others on your own."

Diliy quickly asked. "Se- I mean, Roan. Isn't there something you wish from me? Just ask. With this fifth level of Sword Intent, I am confident I can do pretty much anything on this planet."

Roan shook his head. "If I were you, I would never let anyone know you understood the Fifth Level. At least not before ascending to the Divine Realm."

Diliy narrowed his eyes. But then, he understood. "The Millennial Divine Werdlem Stone Competition..."

Roan liked the guy. He was smart. "That's correct. Although I'm not sure what the contents of this competition of yours are. Still, one thing is certain: The strongest will always win. And at the moment, you are the strongest. At most, you would find someone with the same level of intent as yours."

"However, if I go around and show my Sword Intent, it could wake others in the same way it awoke you and me," Diliy completed.

"Exactly," Roan confirmed. "Although chances are low, you might end up losing the competition if another user appears because of you. Keep it hidden. If possible, completely seclude yourself from the outside world until that day comes."

Diliy seriously considered doing that. As impressive as his Sword Intent might have become, it doesn't mean he is immortal. His lifespan will eventually reach an end. Unless, of course, he can acquire a Divine Werdlem Stone and enter the Divine Realm to break through into the Void Tempering Realm. His Fifth Stage of Sword Intent is a secret he should keep until the day the competition starts for his own good.

"Hey, you still have to show it to us at least," Woterto and Tassio said. They weren't afraid of Diliy hiding it from them, though. Their relationship was that deep.

Sure enough, Diliy agreed. "I can, but for that, you need to reach the Advanced Stage Four of Sword Intent. I will show you my Fifth Stage as many times as necessary. Even if it means I will have to fight you two in the competition with the three of us using the Fifth Stage, I wouldn't mind. As a Sword Cultivator, I would be happy instead."

'Talked like a real Sword Cultivator,' Roan thought. "Oh, right!" Diliy remembered something. "What is the Fifth Stage of Intent called?"

Roan pondered. "I'm not sure. The Fifth Stage of Sword Intent takes a different shape that matches the cultivator. Or, in a certain way, that's how it was supposed to be from the start. A real intent..."

Finally, Roan shrugged and just spoke the first thing that came into his mind. "Whatever. Just call it True Intent."