Chapter 51: Discussing the Sword Control Technique

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Zhou Yun clenched his fingers, and the flying swords in the air flew up and down rapidly under the sword control technique.

In just a short while, the flying sword had made a full circle around the cave abode.

The next moment, Zhou Yun changed his hand seal, and the extremely fast flying sword suddenly stopped in front of him.

“Not bad! This is the true the moderate stage of the sword control technique. Within a hundred meters, the sword will reach wherever I point.” Zhou Yun touched the body of the spiritual sword in excitement. It was the first time he had used the sword control technique, and he had experienced the long-desired feeling of controlling a sword. He could not stop for a while.

“Let’s go!” Zhou Yun struck while the iron was hot. He leaped up and stepped on the flying sword again, flying quickly in the cave abode.

After a long time, Zhou Yun felt a lack of spiritual energy in his body. After the flying sword shook, he slowly came to a stop.

“Right now, my spiritual power is 10 times that of an ordinary cultivator in the elementary of foundation establishment stage, but I can only maintain sword control while flying for eight hours. If it were other cultivators, their flight time would definitely be even shorter.” Zhou Yun was calculating the amount of spiritual energy he had left, trying to figure out under what circumstances it would be safe for him to use the sword control technique.

He didn’t want to use the sword control technique too much and end up with insufficient spiritual energy when facing the enemy.

Therefore, in order to retain enough spiritual energy, Zhou Yun had to calculate the amount of energy he could use to fly using sword control.

However, Zhou Yun had never thought that even he, who had so much spiritual power, had to be careful when using the sword control technique, let alone the other cultivators in the elementary of foundation establishment stage who lacked spiritual power. They might not even be willing to use their spiritual power to use the sword control technique.

Moreover, the sword control technique was one of the most difficult techniques. Just like the sword intent, one could only improve a little after thousands of days of practice.

If an ordinary person were to see that Zhou Yun had actually cultivated the sword control technique to the moderate stage in a day, they would definitely shout that he was a monster.

Generally speaking, only cultivators in the intermediate or late of foundation establishment stage had the spare time to use spiritual power to control a sword to fight.

In the elementary of foundation establishment stage, the sword control technique was just a decoration.

Whew!

Zhou Yun kept his spiritual sword. He felt that he was not far from achieving greater mastery of the sword control technique. As long as he continued to enter the state of enlightenment, he was confident that he would be able to break through the great stage of the sword control technique within three days.

“At that time, my spiritual energy can directly attach to the spiritual sword, and with a wave of my hand, I can take the head of a person from a thousand meters away!” Zhou Yun felt that the sword control technique, once cultivated, was too convenient.

Compared to sitting cross-legged to regulate his breathing and cultivate his spiritual Qi, he seemed to prefer the feeling of traveling the world on a flying sword.

“Let’s put in more effort. After I master the sword control technique, I’ll also master the sword intent. This way, I’ll have the ability to protect myself even in the foundation establishment stage.” Zhou Yun sat cross-legged next to the spiritual spring. He did not waste a single second as he adjusted his breathing and absorbed the spiritual energy to cultivate.

Even before obtaining the system, he could be called the most hardworking cultivator in the entire Spirit Valley.

Now that he had obtained the system, Zhou Yun was like a tiger that had grown wings. Instead of being arrogant and complacent, he would become stronger step by step.

Five days later, Zhou Yun descended from the sky on his flying sword and sat cross-legged to regulate his breathing.

“Strange. I’ve been in the Enlightenment State every day. My Kunlun sword control technique should have entered the great stage long ago. Why can’t my flying sword fly out of the range of one hundred meters?” While Zhou Yun regulated his breathing, he summarized his problems.

He had thought that he would be able to break through the moderate stage of the sword control technique on the third day and be able to control the spiritual sword to a distance of over 100 meters, breaking through the limit.

However, when he tried, he realized that the problem was not as simple as he thought.

Zhou Yun seemed to feel a thin membrane. Every time he tried to command the flying sword to fly a hundred meters away, his control over the flying sword would weaken. If he did not retrieve the flying sword in time, he would even lose control of the flying sword.

Losing one’s own weapon in battle was definitely a severe matter!

It would be as if he put his life in someone else’s hands.

Zhou Yun caressed the spiritual sword and felt the pockmarks on it. He pondered over it and wondered where he had made a mistake.

“There’s no problem with the amount of spiritual energy, and I’ve also awakened my Divine Sense. In that aspect, I can control the spiritual sword from a longer distance than ordinary cultivators. There’s no reason for me to be stuck at the moderate stage of the sword control technique!” Zhou Yun couldn’t figure it out and could only helplessly give up on thinking. He wanted to use the sword control technique again and experiment with his body to find out what the problem was.

“What?” Just as Zhou Yun got up, he staggered and almost fell. Fortunately, he stuck his spiritual sword into the ground to support his body, so he did not fall.

“I’ve used up my spiritual energy again. Even though I haven’t made much progress in the Kunlun sword control technique, I’m getting more and more familiar with the release of my spiritual power, so it’s not like I didn’t gain anything.” Zhou Yun’s spiritual energy had been completely exhausted, so he could only give up on cultivating. He turned and walked in the direction of the spiritual spring.

As he walked, Zhou Yun scratched his head.

Zhou Yun’s black hair was originally smooth and silky. If his appearance was rated 100 points, his black hair contributed 66 points to it. It was his most eye-catching feature.

However, Zhou Yun realized that after continued practice with his flying sword, his hair had been blown back by the wind and currently resembled a broom head.

“Forget it. I haven’t found the reason why I can’t make a breakthrough in the sword control technique. I’ll take a break to cultivate and find out the reason.” Zhou Yun gave up on the idea of using the body-cleansing talisman again. He wanted to soak in the spiritual spring, recovering his spiritual energy while finding the key to the problem.

He felt that he couldn’t just blindly cultivate blindly.

Zhou Yun left the cultivation area of the cave and walked in the direction of the spiritual spring. The next moment, he stopped.

“There’s a sound?” Zhou Yun was puzzled. Why would there be someone’s voice beside the spiritual spring in his cave abode at night?

Ever since he saw Su Lingyun, Su Wanyi’s older sister and Ling Qingyun’s direct disciple, getting drunk, he couldn’t bear meeting her.

Therefore, Zhou Yun would deliberately avoid Su Lingyun’s activity time. That was even if they hadn’t seen each other for five days since Su Lingyun had been staying in her room.

But why was there a humming sound coming from the spiritual spring in the middle of the night?

Zhou Yun thought of two possibilities. One was that Su Lingyun was using the spiritual spring, and the other was that someone had broken into the cave.

One had to know that the spiritual energy in the outside world was scarce, so the spiritual energy in Zhou Yun’s cave abode was worth the risk.

Therefore, Zhou Yun gripped his flying sword and became vigilant.

Even though trespassers would not be so stupid as to hum a song while carrying away the spiritual water, there was always a “what if”.

Not wanting to alert the enemy, Zhou Yun carefully stuck his head out to take a look.

The moonlight shone through the hole on the top of the cave and onto the spiritual spring, imprinting a silver scale on it.

In front of the spiritual spring, a young girl was sitting with her back against a spiritual sword. She looked lonely as she raised a bottle of sake to the sky and downed it.

Perhaps the girl drank too quickly, but the clear wine seeped out and soaked her face, sliding down her cheeks like tears.

Zhou Yun was taken aback. Unlike Su Wanyi’s maturity and gentleness, Su Lingyun was more unruly, unreserved, and bogged down by worries.

Zhou Yun was stunned for a few seconds, and he couldn’t help but grip his spiritual sword tightly. He only came back to his senses after his palm was pierced by the spiritual sword’s dent.

At that moment, Su Lingyun also turned around, and their eyes met.

They were both stunned.

“Ah,” they both said.