Chapter Fifteen: The Sharpness of Sword Qi

  After the mountain rain, the air is fresh and clean. A rainbow hangs in the mountains, like a colorful dragon drinking from the mountain streams, it's really beautiful. The green leaves of the trees occasionally drop clear water droplets, ringing out, the flowers after the rain are even more delicate and charming, their fragrance wafts out again.

  Ling Sheng took a deep breath, feeling extremely comfortable and relaxed. No wonder the hermits liked to live in seclusion in the deep mountains. On the one hand, they were not disturbed by the hustle and bustle of human activity; on the other hand, the scenery was pleasant, the air was fresh and clean, which was beneficial for their cultivation.

  A place of beautiful mountains and rivers must be inhabited by extraordinary people.

  "I also don't know if anyone lives in this place. There probably aren't any hermits or recluses, after all, the mountain is quite shallow and ordinary people can run back and forth on it. But for me to cultivate here for a period of time, it's not bad."

  Ling Xiong had intended to secretly cultivate here for a period of time, familiarize himself with the realm of imperial aura, and make another breakthrough.

  A few days ago, he used the mixed yuan ancestral energy of Su Bai and Xianjian's life-and-death cultivation to blast through the White Gold Sword Dan, and merge it into the White Gold Sword Dan, thereby opening up a spiritual hole, achieving the realm of Yu Qi, able to project sword energy out of his body, kill people from a distance, with unparalleled sharpness.

  However, Ling Sheng's White Gold Sword Pill only opened one orifice, which was just enough to be considered as entering the Air Control Realm. If he wanted to reach the pinnacle of the Air Control Cultivation, he would need to open nine orifices on the White Gold Sword Pill.

  If the White Gold Sword Dan opens ten apertures on its surface, Ling Sheng can fly in mid-air and ascend to the top of the clouds, achieving the Cloud Cover Realm. And if the Cloud Cover Realm is to be perfected, at least 108 apertures must be opened.

  It's just too far away.

  Ling Sheng shook his head and looked around, thinking about which place was better. Today, he would set up a wooden house here and cultivate for several months.

  This time he borrowed strength to break through the air boundary, after all, the foundation is not stable, and it's not from bitter practice, so in a few days, he continued to consolidate his cultivation, finally stably standing within the air boundary. Being able to consolidate his cultivation in just a few days was actually due to the effect of that box of medicinal liquid from Su Bai.

  At first, inside the cave, Ling Sheng was seriously injured and drank the medicine in the sword box to recover. He quickly consolidated his cultivation and took the sword box with him, which seemed extraordinary.

  Su Bai died at the hands of Ling Sheng. Feeling that he could no longer return to Kong Ming Xian Shan, Ling Sheng headed south.

  It is said that the south has beautiful mountains and rivers, and many immortals have emerged, and the Lingbao Tianbao Sect also seems to be located in the south.

  Ling Sheng's eyes were slightly cold.

  Hmph!

  A sword energy shot out from Ling Sheng's fingertips, piercing through a hundred paces, and immediately a willow tree with an arm-thick trunk was broken in two.

  People in the realm of aura generally can only control within a hundred steps, but Ling Sheng has already been able to penetrate his sword aura beyond a hundred steps as soon as he entered the realm of aura. It is indeed extraordinary. Ling Sheng felt that his understanding of "The Sword Aura Through Mystery" had deepened another layer.

  After three breaths, Ling Sheng once again emitted his sword energy.

  Then, every three breaths, a sword energy shot out from Ling Sheng's fingertips.

  Ling Sheng's sword energy was increasingly refined, increasingly sharp, and no longer as awkward as it had been at the beginning.

  Inside the White Gold Sword Dan, there seems to be an endless supply of pure gold energy. As soon as one's mind stirs, it can pass through the apertures on the sword dan and transform into sword energy, piercing through the body and emerging. However, Ling Sheng's cultivation is still shallow, so he needs to pause for three breaths before releasing the sword energy again, unable to do so continuously.

  Just as Ling Sheng had cut down dozens of trees, he was about to start building a simple wooden hut when suddenly some sounds came from beside his ear, causing the expression in his eyes to freeze for a moment.

  A stir in his heart, the true energy that had wandered throughout his body returned to the Sword Dan, hiding without a trace.

  At first, he only used this technique when cultivating his Qi, and it had deceived even Shi Changlao and Su Bai. Even though his cultivation has improved now, his true energy is even more fierce, and can transform into sword energy at any time, but hidden, ordinary Yunxia realm experts may not necessarily detect it.

  If he breaks through the Yunxia boundary, his sword energy is extraordinary and sharp, and it may be difficult to restrain his edge. However, if he has the cultivation of Yunxia boundary, relying on the Tongxuan sword energy, he will not fear even if he encounters a Daojun True Person in the Xianyun boundary.

  At this time, Ling Sheng was like an ordinary person who had never practiced cultivation. He only had a sharp aura that couldn't be concealed, with piercing lights in his eyes and a somewhat fierce expression. In the eyes of ordinary cultivators, he was just someone whose thoughts were flowing but hadn't given birth to true energy yet, merely having a slight sensation of energy, a small figure.

  ……

  In another part of the mountain, there were seven or eight people traveling together, with both old and young among them, including two women.

  A woman in her early twenties with a gentle and quiet demeanor, wearing a blue-edged white dress that accentuates her elegance and warmth.

  Another was a maiden, not as beautiful as the woman in white, but also a delicate and lovely maiden.

  And another one, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, with a blade of grass in the corner of his mouth, looking disdainful, with a rebellious look between his eyebrows.

  A sixty- or seventy-year-old white-haired old man with white eyebrows and a white beard, resembling an immortal.

  There is also a middle-aged man with a dignified face.

  As for the other three people, they were all in their forties or fifties and did not stand out compared to the other four.

  However, Ling Sheng had already understood that these few people were not simple characters.

  In front of these people, a fierce tiger lay with its skull completely blown open, leaving only a corpse. In addition to the tiger, there were also dozens of dead wolves.

  A person who can kill a tiger and shoot down dozens of wolves is no ordinary person.

  After the mountain rain, the air was humid, and the bloody smell became more pungent, making Ling Sheng wrinkle his brow.

  It was roughly these few people who killed the fierce tiger, and the bloody smell attracted the evil wolf. However, they were not ordinary people, but cultivators with true energy, so they naturally also killed the evil wolf together.

  The slight noise that Ling Sheng heard earlier was probably caused by the howling of tigers and wolves.

  "Who?"

  Suddenly, that unruly youth let out a loud shout, and his sharp eyes, like those of an eagle, turned towards the place where Ling Sheng was hiding.

  The rest of them also shifted their gaze over.

  Among this group of people, it seems that this young man is the youngest, but unexpectedly, he has such a keen sense. Ling Sheng secretly praised him and no longer hid, revealing himself.

  Everyone only saw a young man walking out from behind the mountain rocks, dressed in simple clothes, with a stern face and eyes that seemed to have sharp edges like a sword, but upon closer inspection, there was not even half a hint of true energy aura. Everyone guessed that this was probably just an ordinary person from the secular world who was a bit arrogant.

  "Who are you? Why are you spying on us?" The middle-aged man with a stern face growled.

  "I just heard the sound and came over," said Ling Sheng.

  "Interesting, a mortal, seeing so many ferocious wolves and tigers, yet showing no fear or surprise, how intriguing." The white-haired old man chuckled to himself, his words full of profound meaning.

  The color of vigilance in everyone's eyes suddenly deepened a few shades.

  "Who exactly are you? How dare you spy on me in secret?"

  That arrogant young man sternly interrogated, before Ling Sheng could even respond, he became somewhat impatient, hastily reciting an incantation, his hand seals forming, and in just half a breath, a water sphere suddenly condensed out of thin air, its color a deep blue, quite beautiful.

  He threw it out with a swing of his hand and hit Ling Sheng's head.