Chapter 84 - 52: Arrival

Chapter 84: Chapter 52: Arrival

In Li Yinsheng’s Sea of Consciousness, his Soul looked up at the White Rainbow Sword Intent hanging like a sun right in the center.

His Soul subconsciously rubbed its eyes and "looked" at the Sword Intent again, its face filled with confusion. He thought, "You didn’t look like this when you were with Martial Uncle."

When the White Rainbow Sword Intent was with Martial Uncle, it had merely looked like a sword that was eighty to ninety percent similar to her Lifebound Treasure, Bai Hong, both in appearance and size.

Yet right now, although it was still a sword and its appearance hadn’t changed, it had grown countless times larger. Using his Soul as a reference, if his Soul was the same size as his physical body, then the enlarged White Rainbow Sword Intent had to be at least thirty feet long.

When this White Rainbow Sword Intent was in Martial Uncle’s Sea of Consciousness and he grasped it with his Divine Sense, he hadn’t felt any power from it. Now that he had brought it back to his own Sea of Consciousness and experienced it firsthand, he finally realized how terrifying its power was.

Even though both were swords, the Cold Bright Sword absolutely didn’t have even five percent of the might of this White Rainbow Sword Intent! If the White Rainbow Sword Intent could be compared to an Upper Grade Magical Artifact, then the Cold Bright Sword wouldn’t even count as a Lower Grade Magical Artifact. It would only be an unranked Magical Artifact.

And this was merely the White Rainbow Sword Intent. If it were paired with the true, fully intact Magical Treasure, the White Rainbow Sword...

He thought, "Sword Cultivators are terrifyingly powerful. Good thing I am a Body Cultivator. In terms of combat strength, I’m not inferior to a Sword Cultivator. But what exactly was Martial Uncle’s Cultivation before?"

Li Yinsheng began to feel a bit puzzled. He didn’t know Martial Uncle’s exact age, nor had he ever asked, but he figured she shouldn’t be considered old among Daoists. Thus, he had always felt that no matter how good Martial Uncle’s talent was, limited by her age, her Cultivation wouldn’t be extremely high among Daoists.

But judging solely by her Sea of Consciousness and Soul, could Martial Uncle’s Cultivation at her peak have been even higher than his current level?

He thought, "Just what kind of talent is this?!"

However, when he thought again about the peach his junior martial sister had obtained two months ago, he felt somewhat relieved. When it came to Cultivation, talent was certainly an important aspect, but fortunate encounters were just as crucial. In this world, Cultivators who truly took things one step at a time like him, relying entirely on bitter training for their Cultivation, were in the absolute minority. Those with extraordinary achievements basically all had their share of fortunate encounters, and many had more than just one.

Martial Uncle being young meant she was young for a Daoist. In reality, counting in years, she had to be quite old. Having lived that long, it was completely normal for her to have had some fortunate encounters.

Thinking about this, Li Yinsheng withdrew from his Sea of Consciousness. Martial Uncle’s forehead was still pressed against his.

"Martial Uncle?" Li Yinsheng transmitted his voice via Divine Sense. "I’ve settled the White Rainbow Sword Intent in my Sea of Consciousness. This should be fine, right?"

Junior Martial Uncle Jiang’s eyelashes trembled slightly. She pulled her forehead back, and the elegant fragrance lingering around Li Yinsheng drifted away. Her expression remained normal, but her earlobes were so red they looked as if they were bleeding. She hastily reached up to adjust her drooping hair, covering her ears, and spoke in her usual tone.

"Although the White Rainbow Sword Intent, when singled out, isn’t my strongest killing move, it is still one of my trump cards.

"This strand of Sword Intent is mixed with my... thoughts, so you don’t have to worry about accidentally getting hurt while keeping it in your Sea of Consciousness.

"When you encounter a strong enemy, you can unleash it by channeling your Magical Power. Even if you face a formidable foe at the Daoist level, it will pose a massive threat to them."

Li Yinsheng nodded. He had absolutely no doubts about the power of this Sword Intent. Of course, he didn’t think he would run into an enemy that required him to use it. But one could never have too many methods. Since this Sword Intent didn’t have an expiration date, he might as well just store it. In the meantime, he could even nourish it with the Qingxuan Divine Light.

"Sword Cultivators are amazing. I definitely need to learn this Sword Technique," Li Yinsheng couldn’t help but sigh in admiration.

"You are a Body Cultivator, so there’s no need to envy Sword Cultivators too much," Junior Martial Uncle Jiang said. "If it weren’t for your young age, which hasn’t allowed you enough time to accumulate methods, and your lack of an excellent weapon, you wouldn’t be the slightest bit inferior to a Sword Cultivator when it comes to Magical Combat."

Li Yinsheng shook his head without a word. His focus wasn’t entirely on strength. Although in terms of strength, Sword Cultivators and Body Cultivators were on par with each other, when it came to appearances, Sword Cultivators were leaps and bounds ahead of Body Cultivators!

Among the treasures he had seized from the Yellow Crane Temple, besides the Cold Bright Sword, the Brass Incense Burner, the Silver Threaded Magical Robe, and the net, there was also a Talisman Crane. Compared to an Upper Grade Magical Artifact like the Cold Bright Sword, which was primarily used for Magical Combat and only capable of flight as a secondary function, the Talisman Crane—specifically designed for Flying in the Sky—was definitely more suitable.

Yet every time he was Flying in the Sky, he still preferred to use the Cold Bright Sword. Wasn’t that just because Sword Flight looked much cooler! It was just that he was too embarrassed to share this reason with his Martial Uncle, so he could only change the subject and talk about something else.

"By the way, Martial Uncle, my Yin Yang Light-Splitting Sword now has sixty Sword Lights, but why does it feel like my progress has slowed down significantly?" Li Yinsheng asked.

"That is very normal," Junior Martial Uncle Jiang explained, completely unsurprised. "Although practicing Magic is much easier for Daoists than for ordinary Cultivators, it’s not like every Magic can easily reach Great Success. That would be too exaggerated.

"The Yin Yang Light-Splitting Sword is easy at first and difficult later. Once you surpass sixty-four Sword Lights, even a Daoist would need about a month to increase a single Sword Light."

Li Yinsheng frowned slightly. "Then wouldn’t it take me around five years to go from sixty-four Sword Lights to one hundred and twenty-eight Sword Lights?"

"Do you still think that’s too long?" Junior Martial Uncle Jiang reached out to tap his forehead, gently chiding, "Think about it. If a Magic was so simple that any Daoist could easily achieve Great Success with it...

"Then how much use would such Magic be during Magical Combat between Daoists?"

Li Yinsheng shrugged. Although he knew his Martial Uncle was right, he still felt it was a bit too long. Moreover, even for a Daoist, mastering one hundred and twenty-eight Sword Lights would take five or six years. Yet this Grotto Heaven required his junior martial sister to master it within three years; wasn’t that making things too difficult for her?

"You don’t need to think that the Yin Yang Light-Splitting Sword is hard to practice. To a Daoist, a Magic that can reach Great Success in five or six years can only be considered an ordinary method," Junior Martial Uncle Jiang laughed. "It’s just that you are a peerless genius. You became a Daoist in just over ten short years. Five years is more than a third of your total cultivation time, so it’s understandable that you find it long.

"However, looking at it this way, your talent seems to all lie in Cultivation. Compared to your Cultivation talent, your talent in the way of Magic is truly a bit too poor."

Li Yinsheng thought to himself, "Martial Uncle, you’re mistaken about that. In truth, my Cultivation talent and Magic talent are about the same."

"But ultimately, it’s still because you are too young, so you naturally feel that five or six years is somewhat long. Now that you are a Daoist, as the years go by, you will gradually realize that five or six years isn’t long at all..." Junior Martial Uncle Jiang consoled him.

Li Yinsheng hesitated for a moment before seizing the opportunity to ask a question he had been curious about for a long time in the most tactful way possible.

"So... Martial Uncle, you are also a Daoist. Do you still remember how old you are this year?"

Junior Martial Uncle Jiang blanked out for a moment. Originally, only her earlobes were flushed, but right in front of Li Yinsheng, her snow-white, beautiful face turned beet red at a visible speed.

Li Yinsheng turned his head and ran away.

...

The next day, high in the sky.

Li Yinsheng and Mu Xiaoyu were riding on the Talisman Crane. Although Sword Flight looked cool, after using the Cold Bright Sword so many times, he was indeed getting a bit tired of it, so he switched to the Talisman Crane. He had to admit that even though the Talisman Crane wasn’t as cool as a Flying Sword, it was faster, more stable, and consumed less Magical Power.

Of course, these advantages didn’t mean much to him. Whether it was Sword Flight or the Talisman Crane, the Magical Power consumed was just a drop in the ocean for him. But it meant a great deal to Mu Xiaoyu. Riding the Talisman Crane was much more comfortable than a Flying Sword. It was so huge that she could even lie down directly!

Mu Xiaoyu lay spread-eagle on the Talisman Crane, tossing pear blossom pastries into her mouth.

"Senior Martial Brother, are we there yet?" Mu Xiaoyu asked.

"That mountain peak in the Huang Bamboo Temple where they plant bamboo really is quite remote," Li Yinsheng shook his head. "However, this Talisman Crane doesn’t fly slowly. It’s just up ahead."

Before Qi Jiushan left, he had given him a Geomancy Map. When he looked at the map, he already felt it was quite far, but the actual journey felt even further than it looked. He thought, "This mountain is really inconsiderate. Why couldn’t it have grown a little closer?"

"Senior Martial Brother, is being a Patrol Disciple fun?" Mu Xiaoyu asked curiously.

"I think it should be pretty fun. The Patrol Disciples are put into groups of five, led by one Huang Bamboo Temple disciple along with four disciples from other Daoist Temples," Li Yinsheng said. "You can take this opportunity to make friends with some fellow Daoists."

"Okay~" Mu Xiaoyu nodded.

After piloting the Talisman Crane for a while longer, Li Yinsheng’s Divine Sense finally swept over a mountain peak that was covered with Spiritual Eyes and scattered with tens of thousands of planted bamboo trees.

Flying a little closer, Li Yinsheng looked at the mountain peak below that had already been set up with an Array. He hovered the Talisman Crane and proactively released his aura. A moment later, several figures flew out from the peak, voluntarily approaching him.