Chapter 427 - 269: Long Journey, Suspicion of the Broken Sword (2)

Chapter 427: Chapter 269: Long Journey, Suspicion of the Broken Sword (2)

He’d also noticed that the training effects of his sparring matches with Ah Zhen were diminishing.

Ye Shuping said with narrowed eyes, "There is! A life-and-death bloodbath, a relentless battle to the death—that’s the best place to hone your divine intent!"

"Teacher, I want to go!"

Yu Fei’s cultivation had hit a bottleneck.

The challenge lay in purifying his divine intent.

Over the past six months, under Ye Shuping’s guidance, Yu Fei had practiced a wide array of martial arts involving divine intent. The essence of thousands of Cultivation Techniques flowed through his mind, allowing him to grasp over a thousand different intents.

This was a staggering number. With the help of the spiritual Secret Technique, the Star Soul Forging Scripture, and his many talents, Yu Fei grasped new divine intents as easily as breathing.

However, this created a new problem. On his path to simplifying the complex, the divine intent at Yu Fei’s core wasn’t strong enough.

The sword shadow that formed the core of his divine intent now faced a problem: while it was the strongest among the many intents manifested by the Returning Ruins Spiritual Source, it still wasn’t powerful enough to devour the others.

In battle, more divine intents weren’t necessarily better. Having too many conceptual abilities made his fighting style impure, preventing him from unleashing his true strength.

To this day, the standard damage output of Yu Fei’s Sword Qi had only reached the level of strong Gang Qi; it couldn’t even break the big rooster’s defenses.

Sparring with the big rooster day in and day out was yielding poor results.

When Yu Fei said he wanted to go, the atmosphere fell silent for a fraction of a second. Then, they heard Ye Shuping’s calm voice, "Alright. I’ll make the arrangements."

In truth, Mr. Ye was also hesitant. His method of training Yu Fei was clearly unorthodox.

From the insane regimen of supplements to grasping an excessive number of divine intents, everything about it went beyond the standard cultivation methods for a Martial Artist in the Divine Realm.

Enough raw material had been added to this "sword"; now it was just a matter of seeing if it could be successfully forged in the furnace.

His Body Refining was now reaching its limit. Once Yu Fei honed his divine intent into a singular focus, he would be able to learn the introductory method for the Great Sun Glaze Body, break his limits, and ascend to the Gang Qi realm.

He didn’t want to be the one to place Yu Fei in a dangerous environment. The kid had a strange way of thinking; it had to be his own decision.

After a moment of thought, Ye Shuping continued, "You’ve been training here in secret for six months. I suspect information about you has likely been leaked."

"Once you leave this place, be extremely careful. Don’t let anyone track you."

Yu Fei turned to look at Ye Shuping. He was no longer the lean, sturdy youth he once was. He had prematurely acquired the classic otaku starter pack: a chubby face, a triple chin, and a potbelly.

He had simply taken too many supplements.

"There’s danger?"

Ye Shuping shook his head. "I don’t know. But if you are my student, then a lot of people will take an interest in you."

"You’ll face all sorts of crises and challenges. There will always be people who want to test your mettle, or even try to kill you!"

"Whether they defeat you or kill you, it’s a very valuable accomplishment for them."

"You’re about to use a life-and-death battle to achieve your breakthrough. I won’t be arranging a Guardian for you. You must be prepared for the risks involved!"

"..."

Yu Fei suddenly cut Ye Shuping off.

"Teacher, it’s a guaranteed win!"

"You rascal!"

Ye Shuping chuckled, at a loss for words. "Alright, wait for word from me. In two or three days, I’ll give you a location. You can go on your own."

To temper oneself through life and death, one must be pushed to the brink of annihilation and be reborn. Arranging for a Guardian would create a mental safety net, something to fall back on, which would defeat the purpose of refining his divine intent.

Yu Fei’s situation was unique. If he discovered a secretly assigned Guardian, it would likely render all their previous efforts useless.

After packing up, Yu Fei returned to the Geometric Pyramid Realm.

"Yu Fei, I feel like you’ve tricked me!"

Li Mengyao said, looking at him with feigned annoyance.

"How did I trick you?"

He was a little confused.

Li Mengyao reached out, tugged at his cheek, then pinched the springy roll of fat on his waist.

"Look at you, getting all plump! They say a man’s prime doesn’t last long, but isn’t this a little too soon? You’re not even twenty yet!"

Despite her words, her eyes were still filled with affection.

Yu Fei sighed and gently stroked her forehead.

"So what’s to be done? I’m not good enough for you anymore. Do you want to break up with me?"

"Shh!"

"Don’t say that! I would never break up with you. Unless one day you don’t want me anymore, then I’ll... no, you’re not allowed to not want me!"

Li Mengyao lunged forward and hugged him tightly.

After a moment, Yu Fei whispered in Li Mengyao’s ear, "I need to go train by myself for a while. I won’t be coming back for some time."

Li Mengyao’s head snapped up. "Why won’t you be back? Can’t you just teleport?"

Yu Fei smiled. "It’s a special situation. This kind of training can’t be interrupted."

"But I’ll miss you..."

"Hmm... what should we do about that?"

"Right... what should we do!"

"Then... shall we do something about it?"

"Let’s do it!"

...

Having packed his bags, Yu Fei embarked on his journey.

His real supplies were kept in his storage space, but he still prepared a backpack and other items for the journey. Otherwise, he might arouse suspicion; standing out too much often leads to unnecessary trouble.

For his cultivation in the Divine Realm, he had, under Ye Shuping’s guidance, taken a path very different from others.

He had grasped far too many intents to easily integrate them. He had to rely on the instincts forged in battles of life and death to purify and strengthen himself.

Yu Fei departed in the early morning hours. Li Mengyao was still fast asleep, and he gently kissed her clear forehead.

Li Mengyao was sleeping soundly, her smooth, rounded right leg tangled in the blanket, revealing the better part of her pale, peach-shaped bottom.

After last night’s romp, she was utterly exhausted.

Yu Fei activated his beacon ability, leaving the bedroom and appearing in the fifth-floor training hall.

He had placed Fog Pine Stone beacons all over the Geometric Pyramid Realm, allowing him to go anywhere with a single thought. The beacon’s teleportation was a god-tier travel skill.

Entering the armory, he took down three identical longswords. He placed two in his storage space and slung the third across his back.

To be on the safe side, Yu Fei didn’t keep his sword, Severance, on his back at all times. Instead, he’d purchased three standard-issue longswords of decent quality that were just barely usable.

The weapons and armor Yu Fei had used in the past were kept here.

The first thing he saw was the Cyan Lotus Sword, now broken in two. This sword had witnessed the very beginning of his cultivation journey.

He still remembered the exquisite agony of cultivating the Green Lotus Sword Nourishing Skill. It was later shattered by a single palm strike while defending against Di Yunliang, an underling from the Illuminati. But in doing so, the short sword had also saved his life.

Next was the ironwood training sword his teacher Yan Sea had given him, identical in appearance to the Cyan Lotus Sword.

Speaking of Yan Sea, he and his wife, Su Yue, were both serving in the Shenxiao Corps. Yan Sea hadn’t revealed the details, only that the corps’ furlough had ended and they were already on the battlefield.

Next to it lay the Profound Scale Armor, a gift from his Martial Uncle Chen Yu. The inner armor had been torn to shreds during a military exercise and was now in tatters.

Yu Fei hadn’t thrown it away, instead keeping it in the armory.

Then there was the Profound Armor, which had been battered out of shape by a horde of abyssal fiends at Dragon Path Crossing in the Abyss. The spikes on this suit of Elite Heavy Armor had been snapped off, the frame was warped in multiple places, and its internal structure was damaged beyond repair.

The last piece was the Red Scale Armor. It had a hole in the left shoulder, an injury sustained from Grandmaster Xu Wei during a battle with Night Owl Mansion.

Although the Red Scale Armor could be repaired, it was no longer effective. The inner armor’s defense was far inferior to his current Iron Body.

The final piece was the Flowing Silver Frost Wind Armor, a gift from Song Cheng. The armor was in perfect condition, but Yu Fei simply patted his bulging belly and gave up on the idea of wearing it.

He could no longer fit into it with his current physique.

Yu Fei stepped forward and picked up the broken Cyan Lotus Sword. He flicked it with a finger, and the sword let out a mournful ring.

The once blood-sacrificed artifact was now completely useless.

’Something’s not right!’

Yu Fei’s gaze suddenly sharpened. He began to carefully sense the material of the Cyan Lotus Sword.

He was no longer the martial arts novice he once was. Furthermore, having assimilated the properties of so many precious metals and jades into his own body, he now possessed a natural sensitivity to materials.

After a moment’s thought, he tried flicking a strand of Sword Qi—at the level of Inner Qi—at the Cyan Lotus Sword.

CLANG!

Yu Fei stared at the blade. The Cyan Lotus Fragmented Sword had been dented by the blow, but it hadn’t broken.

He recalled the events of that day. No matter how he looked at it, Di Yunliang’s attack was definitely weaker than the Sword Qi he had just used.

’Then... why did the Cyan Lotus Sword break?’

A number of theories flashed through his mind, but he dismissed them one by one.