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In the wilderness, a 1.7m tall fifteen-year-old was waving a shiny sword. There was an oddly mature aura flashing between his brows. It didn't seem to fit with his tender age.

Strings of beautiful sword flowers fell out from his hands, and the white horse's aura rose up, followed by a white crane bright wing, a swallow sweeping the water, and several other rows of Clear Spring Sword techniques to demonstrate. The proficiency level of the Clear Spring Sword Technique was several times better than when he was at the White Jade Cave, and his aura also increased by several folds, within it sharpness was also mixed with a hint of elegance, faintly revealing the temperament of a deaf old man.

After a long while, the sword force that was surging like thunder slowly withdrew. One could vaguely hear a hissing sound as the air rubbed against each other. However, after a moment, the world became quiet. He muttered to himself, "I never would have thought that there would be no improvements in the past half month. This Clear Spring Sword Technique is truly difficult to practice, and thinking about it, it seems that reaching the level of that old man's cultivation isn't something that can be done in a day or two."

As he said that, he swung the Dark Spirit Sword in his hand behind his back and said, "Although those three moves were already done fluently, the entire sword technique seemed to be missing something."

After thinking and thinking for a while, there was no result. After sighing for a while, Chu Feng put away the Dark Spirit Sword and leapt onto the small hill. He was silently looking at the clouds that flew past in the distance.

After a long time, his body relaxed a little and he summoned the [Dark Spirit Sword] from his body.

This time, it wasn't that white horse that had started to move, but was replaced with a hook and Haoyue. That Dark Spirit Sword's movement was also different from the one he displayed before.

At first, it was like a thunderbolt or a tiger, and it was filled with swords, but now, it was endless and there was the taste of gurgling water. It was two completely different flavors, and after the endless cycle, Chu Feng loudly yelled, "Sword kinesis."

As the voice came to an abrupt stop, the Netherworld Sword in his hand slipped out of his grasp.

The longsword glittered as it flew through the sky. On the hill, Chu Feng was also nervously looking at the longsword that had slipped out of his hand. However, after a while, the flying longsword suddenly landed.

Chu Feng, whose forehead was covered in sweat, sighed helplessly. He rubbed his head and said, "Fortunately, I've made some progress."

After slightly relaxing for a while, he waved his hand and the Dark Spirit Sword that was on the ground returned to Chu Feng's hand. He then took out a small book from his chest and looked at it.

According to the book, he absorbed the energy of heaven and earth, channeled it into his body, refined it into spirit, and transferred it to the [Dark Spirit Sword].

A peaceful flow of Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth passed through the three major acupuncture points, the Hundred Aura, the Haoran Acupoint, and the Wu Tian Acupoint, then passed through the sky, the Hua Chi, and the Juntian Acupoint. After a few weeks of circulation, it flowed from the index finger and ring finger to the Dark Spirit Sword in his hand.

The originally unmoving sword started to tremble after the Heaven and Earth aura entered it.

After many cycles of training, Chu Feng, who had his eyes closed, opened them. His eyes, which were as deep as a black hole, shined with a peculiar and firm radiance, his sword-like eyebrows were raised, his nose was slightly wrinkled, he let out a sigh of relief, slammed his hands on the ground, and leaped into the air. Then, he stood on the hill and silently looked at the northwest corner while he muttered, "I will come back, wait for me."

Although his tone was extremely soft, the determination within it was exceptionally evident. However, it was mixed with a variety of bitterness. Taking in a deep breath, the Dark Spirit Sword in his hand began to move in an unimaginable manner.

However, there was a hint of sadness and longing mixed within the sword aura this time. However, its momentum had clearly increased.

He did not know what had happened, but the Clear Spring Sword Technique was immediately followed by the Imperial Sword Technique. He did not know how many times he had gone back and forth, but the moves in his hands had suddenly changed.

After an unknown amount of time, they could see the blazing sun gradually setting in the horizon. The dark red halo of light dyed the clouds beside it red. As they drifted back and forth, they seemed to be very at ease. However, at that moment, Chu Feng was kneeling on the hill while gasping for air and silently watching the changes occurring to the horizon.

As he recalled that wondrous feeling from before, Chu Feng couldn't help but reveal a faint smile on his face. Although his previous move had been a bit free with his thoughts, it had contained his moment of emotion, which was also where Jianxin was located. Thinking of that, Chu Feng couldn't help but silently ponder where the heart of the Imperial Sword Technique was.

The aura of endless, undetectable reincarnation also encompassed a myriad of linked sword paths. Absorbing the energy of the world, circulating it within his body, using the refined energy of the world to channel the energy between heaven and earth, he would finally be able to control the sword with his bare hands.

Thinking to that point, the principles behind the Imperial Sword Technique were gradually revealed in front of Chu Feng's eyes. After a slight stretching of his face, he started to seriously think.

Xiao Yan's eyes were shut tightly. He frowned slightly as his body leaned forward. The natural aura around him also became faintly restless.

After a long while, Chu Feng who was sitting in silence opened his shiny black-coloured eyes. Traces of strange light were being emitted from them.

After the swallow flipped over without borrowing any power, Chu Feng firmly stood within the hill. His palm slightly bent into a claw and the Netherworld Spirit Sword on the ground jumped into his palm as if it was summoned.

Staring at the blade of the sword, a smile gradually appeared on his serious face. However, it was incomparably powerful. However, the powerful aura suddenly disappeared in a short moment and was replaced by a gentle and unbroken aura. It was like a thread of sky in a thousand miles' radius inside a white jade cave.

The setting sun's remnant redness reflected red light as it shone on the hill. Chu Feng's face was also flushed by the red light, but his entire person was abnormally spirited.

This was because he had finally figured out the secret behind the Imperial Sword Technique. As long as he worked harder, he would be able to reach a certain level of mastery in it.

Before long, the faint redness on the horizon had dissipated and the clouds had turned gray. The sky gradually darkened, but Chu Feng was still intoxicated by his Imperial Sword Technique.

After who knows how long had passed, the intoxicated Chu Feng gradually woke up. He looked at the Dark Spirit Sword in his hand and muttered, "It's not bad, I've made some progress."

At this moment, the sky was filled with stars, and traces of luster and purity illuminated the gloomy and serene scene in the wilderness. The cold wind of the night silently blew in Chu Feng's heart. It was a bit chilly, but to him, it was the most wonderful feeling.

After pondering for a moment, he muttered, "It's been a long time since I last practiced Qi." As he spoke, he sat cross-legged on the hill and began to cultivate.