Chapter 13: Wuji Sword Dance

After leaving the Myriad Artifact Pavilion, Chu Fengmian returned directly to the courtyard of the Lin residence. Entering his room, he collapsed onto his bed.

"It seems this body is not yet fully accustomed to channeling sword intent."

Chu Fengmian felt as if his head were about to explode.

This was the price of forcing his sword intent.

This body had not yet grown accustomed to the sword intent, and although Chu Fengmian had succeeded in forcing it out just now, it left him with a splitting headache.

However, upon seeing the cyan light sword in his hand, Chu Fengmian felt even the pain subside significantly.

After a while, as the pain dulled, Chu Fengmian sat up. Looking at the Xuanqing Sword, a faint smile appeared on his lips.

"This was quite a bargain."

Originally, when Chu Fengmian went to the Myriad Artifact Pavilion, he had only intended to buy a random light sword.

It was only when he saw Xuan Jingtai’s injuries that Chu Fengmian had a sudden thought. By putting on a performance, he had managed to obtain this Xuanqing Sword for nothing.

"At the very least, I still remember a thing or two about the Heavenly Sword Sect’s techniques."

Chu Fengmian thought to himself with a smile.

Among the collections of the Sword Dao Master, there were techniques from the Heavenly Sword Sect. Chu Fengmian had seen them when he was bored, and just now, while channeling his sword intent, he had deliberately released a trace of the Heavenly Sword Sect’s style.

Sure enough, it had immediately intimidated Xuan Jingtai.

Chu Fengmian understood the principle that a tall tree catches the wind. It was precisely for this reason that he had deliberately disguised himself to make it seem as though a powerful figure stood behind him.

It had indeed intimidated Xuan Jingtai.

"Three conditions—Xuan Jingtai is quite the calculator."

Chu Fengmian sneered inwardly.

He was clear on Xuan Jingtai’s motives. By agreeing to grant Chu Fengmian three conditions, Xuan Jingtai was actually planning to use Chu Fengmian to get closer to the powerful figure behind him.

But since Xuan Jingtai had delivered himself to his doorstep, Chu Fengmian would not refuse. A powerhouse at the Divine Sea Realm, or perhaps even the Wind-Gale Realm—Chu Fengmian would accept this favor.

With three favors from Xuan Jingtai, it would not be easy for others in Linwu City to deal with him.

In terms of strength, Xuan Jingtai ranked in the top three in Linwu City, not to mention that he was backed by the behemoth that was the Heavenly Sword Sect.

This remote Linwu City would never dare to offend them.

"This Xuanqing Sword suits me perfectly."

Chu Fengmian muttered to himself as he looked at the sword.

He had considered his choice of a light sword carefully.

If he had chosen a heavy sword, his current strength would not be enough to truly wield sword techniques with it. After all, this body was still too thin and weak.

While a light sword lacked raw power, it was exactly what Chu Fengmian needed to execute the sword techniques he was most confident in.

Once a sword technique is truly mastered, fighting against those of a higher level is by no means difficult.

In his past life, Chu Fengmian’s sword intent was peerless, and he had long since reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship. His mind held almost all the supreme sword techniques in the world.

Chu Fengmian recalled the memories in his mind; given his current cultivation level, most of those techniques were impossible to execute.

Suddenly, a shadow flashed through his mind.

"Infinite Sword Dance."

This Infinite Sword Dance was a Heaven-grade intermediate sword technique. Looking across the entire Wusheng Kingdom, it was an absolutely peerless technique.

However, this Infinite Sword Dance was not a true sword technique, but rather a "sword dance." Its creator was a martial artist who, like Chu Fengmian, was unable to cultivate.

Yet, although this person could not cultivate, his understanding of swordsmanship was extremely high, eventually leading him to create the Infinite Sword Dance.

At first, no one paid any attention to it. After all, what could a sword technique created by someone who wasn't even a martial artist amount to?

It wasn't until a battle between two elders of the Heavenly Sword Sect, where a female elder used this Infinite Sword Dance to easily defeat another elder, that the reputation of the technique spread.

In terms of strength and sword intent, the other elder was far superior to Elder Pu Han, yet it was precisely because of the miraculous nature of the Infinite Sword Dance that Elder Pu Han had easily defeated him.

This Infinite Sword Dance could well be called the number one technique for the weak to overcome the strong.

It did not have high requirements for physical strength, but its requirements for sword intent and technique were extremely high—perfectly matching Chu Fengmian’s needs.

The Sword Dao Master of the past had also obtained the Infinite Sword Dance, but by that time, he already possessed peerless sword intent, and the technique held little meaning for him.

Chu Fengmian had seen it by chance, and now it came to mind just in time.

Carrying the Xuanqing Sword, Chu Fengmian went to the stone-paved backyard.

This backyard was where Lin Mo and Lin Ye used to practice martial arts.

Chu Fengmian held the Xuanqing Sword and poured a burst of spiritual energy into it.

Three strange inscriptions immediately appeared on the blade.

"Three inscriptions. The person who forged this Xuanqing Sword really took great pains."

For an ordinary Profound-grade weapon, one inscription was enough; even for a top-tier Profound-grade weapon, two was the maximum.

This Xuanqing Sword was only a high-grade Profound weapon, yet it had three inscriptions. One could only say that the person who forged it had put in a great deal of effort.

As Chu Fengmian injected his spiritual energy, all three inscriptions appeared simultaneously.

Two of the inscriptions were identical, serving to make the blade of the Xuanqing Sword significantly sharper.

Chu Fengmian swung the sword at a stone tablet in the courtyard.

The tablet was sliced through in one stroke, smooth and fluid, without the slightest hesitation.

Sharpness.

Compared to a heavy sword, a light sword lacked power and sharpness.

Therefore, these two inscriptions were meant to enhance the sharpness of the blade. With spiritual energy injected, its sharpness was no worse than a heavy sword of the same grade.

The third inscription was a "lightness" inscription. The fact that the Xuanqing Sword was so light was inseparable from this inscription.

It seemed that when this sword was forged, the intention was to create a weapon of extreme lightness and sharpness.

A sword dance required exactly such a light and agile blade. Holding the Xuanqing Sword, Chu Fengmian leaped into the center of the courtyard.

His body began to move.

Chu Fengmian’s speed did not look fast, but faint afterimages began to appear.

The Phantom Movement Technique—this was the manifestation of the Phantom Movement Technique.

At the same time, the Xuanqing Sword in his hand danced again and again.

The sky was filled with sword light, making it impossible to tell which was real and which was false.

It looked as if Chu Fengmian was merely dancing with a sword, but in reality, if a master of the sword were present, they would see that every strike contained supreme sword intent.

This was a true killing move.

One strike, one form, one thrust, one retraction.

In Chu Fengmian’s hands, the Xuanqing Sword seemed to have become an extension of his own arm.

In terms of understanding swordsmanship, even the Sword Dao Master was not Chu Fengmian’s equal.

Chu Fengmian, a man born for the Sword Dao.

Under his movements, the Infinite Sword Dance reached the Great Completion stage in an instant.

But Chu Fengmian was not satisfied; he continued to dance with the Xuanqing Sword again and again.

One hour, two hours.

Time passed bit by bit, and Chu Fengmian’s figure seemed to merge into one with the sword in his hand.

It was a beautiful sight.

Night fell, and dawn broke.

It wasn't until the next morning, when the sun rose, that Chu Fengmian finally retracted the Xuanqing Sword and placed it into its scabbard.

The Infinite Sword Dance had finally reached the state of perfection.

With the Phantom Movement Technique and the Infinite Sword Dance, although his cultivation level had not yet improved, Chu Fengmian believed that even if Li Xing, the number one of the Lin residence's outer sect, were to come, he could easily defeat him.

"Calculating the time, they should be here soon."

Chu Fengmian thought to himself, and walked toward the front courtyard.