C4 Yunv Sword Technique and Bamboo Sword

Chen Ming couldn't help but think, 'Truly, the protagonist's rate of progress defies all logic.'

After a thorough examination of Zhuo Qingyao, the Sect Master found no issues and mused, “Could Qingyao actually be capable of mastering the Ninety-nine Profound Technique?”

He then cast a meaningful glance at Lee Changgeng and beckoned, “Elder Lee, a word, please.”

Lee Changgeng was at a loss for words...

The Sect Master gave Chen Ming a warm smile and said, “Chen Ming, let's just say I was never here, alright? And Qingyao, in the upcoming disciple competition in a month, strive to make your master proud. Don't tarnish his reputation.”

With that, he dragged Lee Changgeng away by the ear.

Lee Changgeng's cries echoed, “Sect Master, I'm over two hundred years old, please, some dignity... it hurts, it hurts...”

Zhuo Qingyao, oblivious to the situation, found it odd to see two elders behaving so undignifiedly and asked, “Master, is it okay for them to act like this?”

“Ding! Mission triggered: Assist Zhuo Qingyao in securing first place in the disciple competition! Reward: 1,000 Teacher's Virtue points.”

Wow, that's a major mission. 1,000 Teacher's Virtue points, now that's generous!

Shaking his head, Chen Ming said, “Don't mind them. I'm going to teach you another sword technique. In my estate, there are two sword techniques that are part of the same lineage. One is the Prince Su Sword, which I practice, and the other is the Jade Maiden Sword. These two techniques are complementary. When wielded together, they are unstoppable. Let's begin your lesson.”

At the mention of the two swords uniting, Zhuo Qingyao's cheeks flushed with a shy blush, and she nodded demurely.

Chen Ming wondered why she was blushing just from learning a sword technique.

But he didn't dwell on it. After a quick scan to ensure privacy, he drew the five-foot-long Prince Su Sword. The Yunv Sword Technique was related to the Prince Su Sword, and although Chen Ming hadn't practiced it extensively, he knew enough to instruct Zhuo Qingyao.

As the sword sliced through the air, it seemed to summon an autumn breeze. The Prince Su Sword whirled in Chen Ming's hands, casting dozens of sword blossoms that spiraled through the air. Dressed in white, Chen Ming's expression was one of rare focus, his movements creating a tempest with the pristine blade. His robe billowed as the sword's gleam cut sharply through the air. Zhuo Qingyao's eyes sparkled with admiration. Her master was truly awe-inspiring!

After completing the sword routine, Chen Ming turned to Zhuo Qingyao and asked, "What do you think?"

Without hesitation, Zhuo Qingyao exclaimed, "So cool!"

Chen Ming's eyelids twitched. "I'm aware that I'm cool, and that's pretty obvious to anyone who sees me. But let's focus on the technique. How much of the Yunv Sword Technique do you remember?"

Zhuo Qingyao's cheeks flushed with embarrassment. It's hard not to get distracted when your master is that striking. She had been too caught up admiring her dashing master to pay proper attention...

After a brief pause, Zhuo Qingyao admitted, "Master, it was too fast. I couldn't keep up."

Chen Ming knew it was unrealistic to expect a young girl, who had never practiced swordsmanship before, to master a sophisticated technique like the Jade Maiden Sword right from the start. Then it struck him – couldn't he use his Teacher's Virtue to aid her understanding? He was curious about how that would work.

Internally, Chen Ming declared, "I wish to comprehend the Yunv Sword Technique!"

A notification sounded in his mind: "Ding! To comprehend the Yunv Sword Technique to the Sword Qi Stage, you need 10 points of Teacher's Virtue (Given that the Prince Su Sword has already formed the Kingly Sword Heart, and the two techniques are complementary, you actually only need 5 points).

To reach the Sword Heart Stage, it takes 100 points of Teacher's Virtue (Since the Prince Su Sword has a Kingly Sword Heart, you actually only need 50 points).

To achieve the Human-Sword Unity Stage, you need a thousand points of Teacher's Virtue!"

Since his Prince Su Sword hadn't reached the Human-Sword Unity Stage, there was no discount.

Chen Ming reviewed his attributes:

Stage: Dao Entering Stage, Level Two

Constitution: Infinite Dao Body

Cultivation Method: Dragon Elephant Power, Level Six (Cultivate to Level Nine to condense a Dao Seed)

Swordsmanship: Prince Su Sword, Kingly Sword Heart

Dao Seed: None

Disciple: Zhuo Qingyao

Teacher's Virtue: 60 points

With 60 points of Teacher's Virtue at his disposal, Chen Ming could potentially achieve a breakthrough with the Yunv Sword Technique, reaching the stage where the sword heart is condensed.

"Ding! Choose between direct enlightenment or reasoned enlightenment."

Chen Ming pondered, "What's the difference?"

"Ding! Direct enlightenment grants immediate insight, while reasoned enlightenment involves the process of practicing and understanding the sword technique."

Chen Ming decided inwardly, "Reasoned enlightenment it is!"

He then turned to Zhuo Qingyao and instructed, "Pay close attention." Lifting the Prince Su Sword, Chen Ming's gaze held the flurry of the Jade Maiden Sword's movements. Each technique resonated in his mind, becoming increasingly vivid before his eyes. As Chen Ming brandished his sword, it wasn't just a dance of the blade but a manifestation of a profound artistic concept. Zhuo Qingyao was captivated; the techniques unfolded before her, each movement carrying an ineffable grace that ensnared her senses.

Once the deliberate Yunv Sword Technique was complete, a wisp of green sword qi emerged from Chen Ming's fingertips. "So this is the Yunv Sword Qi, a perfect complement to my Prince Su Sword, with its own subtle brilliance."

Chen Ming addressed Zhuo Qingyao, who had just snapped out of her trance, "Now, how much do you understand?"

"I think I've grasped a bit," Zhuo Qingyao replied.

Chen Ming offered the Prince Su Sword to her, then noticed something—his sword was nearly as tall as Zhuo Qingyao herself...

The thought of a little girl practicing with a sword nearly her own height was hard for Chen Ming to picture.

Scratching his head, he suggested, "Reflect on the Yunv Sword Technique I demonstrated. I'll return shortly."

He headed to the rear of Prince Su Mountain, where he skillfully cut a green bamboo, intending to fashion it into a Bamboo Sword. After half an hour of careful work, and a small cut on his palm, he returned to the courtyard and presented the makeshift Bamboo Sword to Zhuo Qingyao, "Here, practice with this for now. When I get the chance, I'll go back to the Prince's Mansion and fetch the Jade Maiden Sword for you."

As he passed the Bamboo Sword to Zhuo Qingyao, she accepted it with a firm grip. Chen Ming's brow twitched—his palm was still throbbing. Zhuo Qingyao's eyes caught the bloodstain on the sword. "Master, were you hurt just now?"

Chen Ming let out a chuckle. "Hurt? Me? An expert like your master getting injured by making a Bamboo Sword? No, this is from a skirmish with a demonic beast. But fear not, I've already dispatched the creature!"

Zhuo Qingyao kept her thoughts to herself. She had been an orphan all her life, and Master was the first to show her such kindness. "Yes, Master is the best!"

Taking the Bamboo Sword, Zhuo Qingyao began her practice. Her movements were slightly awkward, yet they bore a striking resemblance to the real technique. Chen Ming had to concede—her innate talent was exceptional. It was as if she had a cheat code for learning!

Admittedly, having witnessed his own moment of enlightenment might have played a role, but there was no denying the girl's natural gift.

That night, Zhuo Qingyao slipped into the new clothes provided by the palace maid and glanced at the Bamboo Sword on the table, now marred by a scratch. She ran her fingers over the mark, feeling an immense pang of sorrow. She wrapped the sword carefully in her old garments and placed it tenderly beneath her blanket. Then, clutching a machete, she made her way toward the mountain's rear.

"The Bamboo Sword Master gave me... I mustn't let it get damaged."

Out in the courtyard, Chen Ming lounged on a wicker chair, legs swinging leisurely. Faang entered and reported, "Your Highness, Miss Zhuo Qingyao has just stepped out."

"Hmm, ease up on the security," Chen Ming instructed. "Let Qingyao move freely. A genius like her is bound to have secrets. They need room to explore. Act as if you've never seen her—make it convincing."

Faang inwardly noted the young master's recent penchant for meddling. "Understood, Your Highness."

In the dead of night, Chen Ming bolted upright in bed, bellowing, "Who's the idiot chopping bamboo on the mountain at this hour? They're ruining my sleep! If I find out who it is, they'll wish I hadn't—I'll flay them!"