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After calming down, Zhao Yanran carefully recalled what had happened, confirming that Zong Shou’s sword was far from reaching the level of sword intent.
Thinking back to that shadow, that sword technique, footstep, even every small movement, she immediately felt a unique sort of rhythm encapsulated within.
Any martial cultivator that was able to peek into the path of martial cultivation and get hold of the huge meaning of martial arts, their every stroke and move would have a special kind of rhythm.
Moreover Zong Shou’s sword technique not only had sword rhythm, it made one’s heart warm. It was like the sword rhythm, sword strength, and sword sense were all present, even reaching the Soul level!
It didn’t truly exist, but he had sort of an indiscernible, hard to grasp, but really strong martial intent!
Taking a deep breath, Zhao Yanran looked towards Zong Shou once more. Before this, she didn’t feel much, but looking at him now, he felt that this half-monster teen seemed really weak and thin, but was filled with a heroic spirit. He simply stood out from others, his talents were terrifyingly amazing.
A deep killing intent uncontrollably rose from deep within her heart. The surrounding air instantly changed. Numerous ice droplets floated around in the wind. Snow rose hundreds of feet around the area. The sword in her hand slowly became transparent, like a water crystal.
This bone-piercing killing intent was locked right onto him three hundred feet away. She couldn’t afford to let such a person live…
Zong Shou was slightly moved, raising his head to stare coldly at her. He took half a step back, the long sword trembling by his left side. His entire aura also changed accordingly, looking totally different from before.
Before he was floating calmly, while now he was like an immovable boulder. Under such suppression of will, histhin body seemed as majestic as that of a tall mountain.
Zhao Yanran’s face furrowed slightly, only noticing that her sword attack had stopped once more.
In her mind a sentence flashed across: Defend as stably as Yuan Mountain, attack as swift as a flaming bird!
Yuan Mountain was a large mountain within the Central Cloud Continent, three hundred and forty thousand feet tall. It had forty-nine peaks and was really huge. The flaming bird was the Burning Flash bird in the Western Cloud Ocean, a Grade Five monster beast from birth and known for its speed. When it flew it couldn’t be picked up by the naked eye, disappearing in a flash. Compared to those god beasts, it was no different, which was why it was known as the Burning Flash bird.
The last exchange between the two of them could be said to be as fast as a Burning Flash bird. Under a ferocious assault, persisting for a total of sixty-five attacks and not taking a single step back. It could be said that he had defended as stably as Yuan Mountain!
Zong Shou’s defense at that moment was far different from right now, leaving a deep impression on her.
A simple action, but it involved a duel within the path of martial cultivation.
Just like previously with the Land of the Dead tune. She had prepared for a long time, but at the crucial moment her tempo was broken.
The sword in her hand obviously hadn’t shot out, but she was unable to continue.
The former and the latter, they were actually two different kinds of martial cultivation intents!
She was pretty certain that the Lingyun Long Ruo would definitely regret this. Who knows, maybe he would pound his chest and stamp the ground in the future about what had happened today.
She couldn’t help but start to imagine whether or not the sect leader of Lingyun Zong would directly send him to the Wanfeng Pagoda for eighteen years if he witnessed the current scene.
Her eyes wandered to the side, only to see that Yin Yang had unknowingly arrived two hundred feet away from Zong Shou. He was like an armed bow, his animosity apparent. Zhao Yanran frowned, the killing intent in her eyes slowly disappearing. She instead asked curiously, “Zong Shou, do you know sword intent?”
Zong Shou’s brows were raised, feeling that the crazy woman in front of him not only didn’t have any more killing intent, she didn’t have much will left to fight, either. However, he didn’t dare to let his guard now, slightly nodding his head, lying without blinking, “I have heard about it, there are also many records, but I haven’t personally seen it..”
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In his last life, with him as one of the Seven Emperors, Sword Emperor Tanqiu, how could he not know about sword intent?
Even in real life, he had grasped it long ago.
However in the thirteen years life of this Zong Shou, he truly had no chance of witnessing such a thing that belonged to ascended experts.
Zhao Yanran only felt some bitterness in her mouth, feeling that with Zong Shou’s background, it was impossible for him to come into contact with such deep martial arts.
The complicated emotions in her heart were difficult to describe, even making her feel discouraged.
Never witnessing it personally, with no one to give pointers to him, but able to grasp the dream of sword intent..
Decisively putting her sword back into its sheath, she tossed over two medicine bottles toZong Shou.
“Your way of the sword is already connected to the spirit, and along with that flying knife, that’s already using three forms of sword intent. I can’t beat you, these are the prizes for our duel. I was insane to want to use you as my seed host; if I did my chances of survival would be less than ten percent. Let’s hope that we never meet again in the future.”
While she tossed out the bottles, a casual smile appeared on her face once more, looking deeply at Zong Shou before turning around and leaving.
She was still skating on ice, and wherever she passed, those marsh and swamp would freeze. Her speed afoot was no slower than that of Long Ruo’s flood dragon.
Zong Shou felt a little breathless when he saw that, thinking that he had really underestimated the ancient people. He didn’t know that the ice element cultivation technique actually had such a use.
Although this Zhao Yanran was only at the Xiantian Realm, the true qi in her body was really thick. It could actually be used to travel so quickly, what a generous use of true qi.
He loosened his brows and smiled, looking towards the bottles in his hand, his expert aura disappearing.
The six pills within were all great stuff.
Although the Foundation Training pill sounded really normal, as its name said, it was to train the foundation and breathing. It was normally only used by those big sects and huge powers.
Furthermore, due to the differences in recipes, the effects were often different. Gantian Mountain had also crafted such pills, but their effects were really weak. Based on what Xue’er mentioned, Zong Weiran had stored close to forty of them in the Sanlu Bank, which was ten years worth in Gantian Mountain. Unfortunately they were at the main branch and they couldn’t get their hands on them now.
As for the Foundation Training pill of the Seven Spirit Sect, it was slightly different. The cultivators of the Cloud World called it the Seven Spirit Foundation Training pill. Not only could it help to build foundations when training internal techniques, it also had a miraculous effect when one opened up meridians and entered outer training.
It should have been specially prepared by Seven Spirit Sect for Zhao Yanran. As for that Snow Spirit pill, it was a spirit pill targeting the soul. Each pill could help strengthen spiritual energy and help purify the soul ocean.
To a certain extent, the value of these six pills was no less than the three treasures that Long Ruo had handed over.
If it weren’t for these items, he wouldn’t be so dumb as to spar with that crazy woman alone.
This Zhao Yanran’s skills were truly extraordinary. She could be said to be a great talent, but why didn’t he hear about her in his last life?
Just as his mind was wandering off, he felt Chuxue walk up to his side, saying worryingly, “This woman’s weird personality, as well as the Lingyun Sect, who desire fame… Why didn’t that Long Ruo act, since he knew that she was from Beautiful Demon Sect?”
Zong Shou used his finger to flick her forehead, “Next time you meet her, be more polite. Although her actions are really toxic, don’t randomly call her demon. The Seven Spirit Sect isn’t truly a demon sect…”
Seeing Su Chuxue get startled, Zong Shou felt a headache coming. Although Seven Spirit Sect was seen by many as a demon sect, there was a difference from the true path of the demon. It was why Lingyun Sect didn’t truly see them as their mortal enemy.
This involved the battle during the Desolate Era, which Zong Shou himself wasn’t that sure about and only knew the rough overview.