Chapter 1768: Chapter 1769: We Have to Become Sworn Brothers! (Part 4)

"Truly a teachable young one!"

The Great Wilderness Sword Saint grew increasingly pleased as he looked at Ling Feng. To have such an inheritor truly did not disgrace his life’s mastery.

The Eightieth Sword!

...

The Ninetieth Sword!

Clang!

Under yet another clash, Ling Feng’s eyes suddenly lit up, as if a beam of light flashed through his soul.

He finally had a sudden realization!

At the same time, his entire aura transformed.

"Hahahahaha! Good lad!"

The Great Wilderness Sword Saint burst into uncontrollable laughter. "Young one, you are even more outstanding than I imagined. At the ninety-first sword, you actually reached the Sword Domain level!"

This time, the Great Wilderness Sword Saint did not refer to himself as "this saint" but as "I," showing that in his heart, he completely acknowledged Ling Feng.

"Thank you, senior, for fulfilling me!"

Ling Feng bowed deeply to the Great Wilderness Sword Saint, his eyes full of gratitude.

The previous battle was less a test and more the Great Wilderness Sword Saint imparting guidance, pouring out his teachings.

If it weren’t for this instruction, breaking through from the three-meter swordsmanship dead zone to the level of Sword Domain might have taken at least ten years, if not longer!

"It is also your own comprehension!"

The Great Wilderness Sword Saint smiled faintly. "If you were born in the same era as me, I’m afraid your brilliance would overshadow mine, and all the geniuses of that time, making all martial artists live under your shadow. Haha, now I feel some pity for martial artists of your era, because in front of them lies a Heavenly Chasm that cannot be crossed."

"Senior praises me too much."

Ling Feng touched his nose with his hand, feeling a little proud to be acknowledged by such a high-level expert.

"Whether it’s too much praise, I am certain!"

The Great Wilderness Sword Saint stared wide-eyed at Ling Feng, as if trying to see what Ling Feng was made of.

"Now I somewhat understand why you willingly chose to forgo the Ancestor Dragon bloodline. Your talent is indeed far superior to the thin trace of Ancestor Dragon bloodline that I acquired. If you truly absorbed that one drop of Ancestor Dragon Blood, who knows which bloodline would end up devouring the other."

"Uh..." Ling Feng chuckled lightly. That’s true—the Great Wilderness Domain Dragon’s bloodline might not necessarily swallow the Blood of the Emperor.

The Great Wilderness Sword Saint took a deep breath, sized up Ling Feng, and slowly asked, "What is your name?"

"Junior Ling Feng." 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

Ling Feng answered respectfully. Facing this senior who helped him break through into a higher realm of Sword Dao, Ling Feng felt only sincere respect.

"Ling Feng!"

The Great Wilderness Sword Saint nodded. "I will remember this name. However, it seems you haven’t inherited a Sword Dao. Perhaps you also intend to forge your own path?"

"Indeed, junior has such intentions."

Ling Feng nodded, his eyes filled with resolute determination. "Even though it is an incredibly challenging path, junior is confident I can succeed."

Though this path is extremely difficult, he is convinced that with the capabilities of the Emperor’s Eye, gathering strengths from many, he surely can create a Sword Dao unique to himself.

If not, it only proves one thing: he is too weak!

Ling Feng’s firm gaze earned further recognition from the Great Wilderness Sword Saint.

"Good! Very good!"

The Great Wilderness Sword Saint laughed heartily. "Though self-created Sword Dao may not be the strongest Sword Dao, the strongest Sword Dao must be self-created!"

"Good lad, I admire you!"

The Great Wilderness Sword Saint laughed freely, then added, "It’s a pity that I fell too early to witness the day you reach the peak."

"A person’s life is not about its length. Furthermore, senior has already created your own Sword Dao, making you one in a million."

"Haha, if you were born several thousand years earlier or I several thousand years later, we would be fast friends, perhaps even sworn brothers!"

The Great Wilderness Sword Saint grew more excited as he spoke, suddenly grabbing Ling Feng’s arm. "No, no, since I am but a residual soul, I can’t represent my true self. Thus, being sworn brothers with you isn’t a problem. Come, Brother Ling, let’s pledge our brotherhood today!"

"Senior, this isn’t right..."

Ling Feng’s mouth twitched slightly, as the Great Wilderness Sword Saint’s formerly immortal-like image instantly vanished.

"What’s wrong? Are you dismissing me for being too old, or because I am merely a residual soul?"

"No...not at all!"

"Then let’s pledge!" The Great Wilderness Sword Saint pressed Ling Feng’s shoulder, then knelt beside him, loudly declaring, "With Heaven above, I, the Great Wilderness Sword Saint, today become a sworn brother with Brother Ling Feng, not asking to be born on the same year, month, and day, but to die on the same year, month, and day!"

"Senior, but you already..." Ling Feng felt like crying without tears, thinking how unreliable the Great Wilderness Sword Saint was. Consider your own situation, please!

You’ve already died!

"Seems like there’s a bit of a problem here!"

The Great Wilderness Sword Saint grinned, patting Ling Feng’s shoulder, saying with a smile, "Don’t mind these details! Now then, Brother, let me show you something!"

Ling Feng shook his head with a bitter smile. Although this demeanor of the Great Wilderness Sword Saint indeed lacked the aura of a master, he appreciated the Sword Saint’s straightforwardness, at least it was genuine and not pretentious.