Chapter 1383 - 1380: Four Symbols Ultimate Saber Fourth Form!

The sound of the zither entered his ears. Luo Feng’s eyebrows slightly raised, and he opened his eyes, showing a hint of confusion in his gaze.

At the instant he heard the zither, a peculiar stirring arose in his heart, and the speed at which the eighteen dragon-shaped revolving spirits within him absorbed the Yuan Qi of heaven and earth accelerated slightly.

"This is... the Bright Moon Yuan Dynamic Melody."

His ear twitched slightly as Luo Feng listened intently, realizing immediately that the zither sound at this moment was the same melody played by nine women at the evening banquet.

The sound of the zither was soft and ethereal, like a gentle ripple stirred by the night breeze on the water’s surface. Xuelian, who was cultivating beside him, was oblivious to it. If it weren’t for Luo Feng’s powerful soul strength, he likely wouldn’t have heard it clearly either.

Though it was the same Bright Moon Yuan Dynamic Melody, Luo Feng’s feelings at this moment were much deeper than those at the banquet. The zither sound entered his ears like a sweet nectar, making him feel his state of mind was immensely clearer; cultivating at this moment would surely yield twice the result with half the effort.

"Such exquisite zither skills... who could be playing..."

Unable to restrain his curiosity, Luo Feng lightly tapped his foot and silently left the small courtyard.

Outside the courtyard, the moonlight was like water, and the starlight was dazzling.

"Huh!"

Upon leaving the courtyard, the zither sound became much clearer. Luo Feng looked toward a small courtyard in the northwest corner, a tinge of surprise and doubt in his eyes.

The sound was coming from there. He remembered that this courtyard was Yue Haitang’s residence.

"Could it be..."

His eyes flashing, Luo Feng used Qinggong, silently approaching.

Reaching the front of the courtyard, Luo Feng flew onto the courtyard wall and looked down.

The small courtyard was exquisitely arranged. A patch of purple bamboo was planted in the northeast corner, beside a practice field and a section of the garden. The garden was surrounded by flowing water, from which a clear stream flowed down a rockery in the middle, creating a very artistic realm.

In the vibrant garden, Yue Haitang sat cross-legged, the seven-stringed zither resting flat on his knees. His ten fingers gently plucked the strings, and waves of zither music flowed out.

The moonlight was pure and sacred, a thin mist rising from the water, enshrouding the garden. From a distance, Yue Haitang seemed like a celestial being sitting in a realm of clouds. Just a side profile was enough to set one’s heart racing, and with his focused expression immersed in playing, it added an intoxicating allure.

If he didn’t know that the other party was male, Luo Feng might almost have thought it was a celestial maiden playing here.

After a brief moment of distraction, Luo Feng’s gaze instantly regained clarity.

Without the intention to disturb, Luo Feng utilized Qinggong, silently descending into the garden, sitting cross-legged five steps in front of Yue Haitang.

Yue Haitang seemed unaware of an unexpected guest, remaining absorbed in playing. As his fingers lightly swept across the zither strings, the ethereal and melodious zither sound echoed in the small courtyard.

Although Luo Feng was not skilled in music, he clearly felt that Yue Haitang’s playing contained an extremely profound intent realm. Even with closed eyes, he could feel the scene of the moon hanging high, all things silent and mysterious from the zither music.

However, during the banquet, listening to the nine women play did not evoke such a wondrous feeling.

Immersing himself in the zither music, Luo Feng gradually forgot he was within Yue Haitang’s courtyard, even forgetting himself, only feeling the eighteen dragon-shaped revolving spirits within him operating faster and faster, unconsciously closing his eyes and starting to cultivate.

Instantly, faint dragon roars echoed within his Dantian, seemingly resonating with the zither music.

After a moment, Yue Haitang, who was playing, raised his head, carefully observing the focused Luo Feng, with brilliance flashing in his eyes. Then his ten fingers paused, pressing both palms on the zither strings.

In an instant, the zither sound abruptly halted.

In the next moment, Yue Haitang took a deep breath and started to play again, but the playing this time was completely different from before.

His hands plucked the zither strings, sometimes quickly, sometimes slowly, with the zither sound rising and falling accordingly, as gentle as spring whispers, as cacophonous as summer thunderstorms...

The zither sound constantly shifted between melodious and vigorous, like the changing of seasons, the vigor of spring, the excitement of summer, the desolation of autumn, the purity of winter... the four intents, blending together.

While Luo Feng was cultivating, the change in zither sound caused a tremor in his mind, making the once-obscure intent realm of Four Symbols Ultimate Saber gradually clearer, as if just a thin veil separated him from truly comprehending it, within reach. This feeling was extremely mysterious.

Knowing this opportunity must not be missed, Luo Feng immediately began cultivating the Four Symbols Ultimate Saber, his mind gradually sinking into the melodious and vigorous zither sound. His clothes fluttered in the night wind, a sharp intent burst from him, causing the surrounding air to warp.

Time flew by, and soon it was dawn.

The hair on Yue Haitang’s forehead was soaked with sweat, but seeing Luo Feng at the crucial breakthrough moment, he did not stop playing.

The first ray of morning sun shone through the clouds.

Suddenly, a sharp intent erupted in the courtyard, creating visible ripples in the serene air.

In the next instant, Luo Feng opened his eyes, his bright gaze as refined as lightning, a deadly intent bursting from him.

Swish!

Getting up, Luo Feng casually waved, and though no blade light appeared, the air ripples were neatly cut open, and the three-zhang-tall rockery opposite trembled slightly, cracking in the middle with a smooth and even break.

And within a hundred-step range from Luo Feng to the rockery, all the garden plants withered in an instant, a layer of white frost forming on the stems and leaves, and even the thin morning mist turned to snow, gently falling from mid-air.

"All things wither, this is the fourth style of the Four Symbols Ultimate Saber."

Looking at the garden frozen by snow and lifeless, a flash of light appeared in Luo Feng’s eyes.

In the span of one night, he finally comprehended the fourth style of the Four Symbols Ultimate Saber!

This style of saber technique was even more terrifying than imagined. On the surface, the plants in the garden seemed undamaged, but their vitality was severed.

If used against an opponent, this saber technique could undoubtedly freeze the opponent’s Yuan Qi imperceptibly. Those with weak protective Gang Energy would find it difficult to completely resist this invasion, causing internal injuries and achieving unexpected results.

It’s no exaggeration to say that the fourth style of the saber technique is the ultimate killing move of the Four Symbols Ultimate Saber.

With this saber technique, battling the Corpse Ghost Taoist would be much easier, unlike last time when it was so strenuous.

"Congratulations, Luo Feng."

Seeing the joy in Luo Feng’s eyes as his saber technique advanced, Yue Haitang gently sighed and smiled slightly.

"I owe it to you. I never thought your zither skills were so excellent."

Luo Feng turned around, looking at Yue Haitang, gratitude in his eyes.

He clearly understood that being able to comprehend the fourth style of the Four Symbols Ultimate Saber in one night was thanks to his talent, but more importantly, because of Yue Haitang.

The four-season intent in Yue Haitang’s zither sound helped him pierce through the final barrier to the fourth style, allowing comprehension. Without this, much time would have been needed.

Upon hearing Luo Feng’s praise, Yue Haitang smiled and was about to rise. As he stood up, a wave of weakness surged over him, making it almost impossible for him to stand.