Sword Sovereign of the Celestial Emperor-Chapter 204, Guidance

In the blink of an eye, two days passed. During these two days, Chu Ming had expelled all the Fire Essence from his Spiritual Power, and "Pure Essence Sword Qi Technique" had been directly cultivated to the Fourth Layer, with his internal Spiritual Power increasing by about ten percent.

Inside the room, around Chu Ming’s body, countless small Sword Dao energies swirled around, full of sharpness. Although the Sword Essence remained illusory, it already possessed a certain amount of attack power. Ordinary True Dao Martial Artists would get cut if they made the slightest contact.

Swoosh!

Chu Ming exhaled slightly, slowly opening his eyes. Two beams of light shot out from his pupils, like two bolts of lightning darting erratically in the void.

"The first four layers only nurture sharpness within the Spiritual Power. The true power of ’Pure Essence Sword Qi Technique’ has yet to reveal itself!"

Chu Ming understood that only when he cultivated the technique to the Fifth Layer, where he could unleash Sword Qi, would its full power be displayed. By then, killing within ten meters would be as easy as turning his hand.

Holding the Blue Red Sword, Chu Ming opened the door and walked to the courtyard, standing before a withered tree, the Blue Red Sword in his hand slightly inclined.

Swoosh!

A streak of Sword Light flashed by, resembling dark night waters. Chu Ming’s sword shifted between fast and slow, already able to confuse enemies with spatial illusions. Invisible waves surged around him as leaves on the ground were swept up, swirling with his sword.

"Slaughter Sword Intent, emerge!"

Buzz, buzz, buzz!

The Blue Red Sword vibrated, a red light intertwined within Chu Ming’s sword. Meanwhile, in Chu Ming’s mind, like an aurora, his understanding of the Slaughter Sword Intent deepened. He was attempting to incorporate the Slaughter Sword Intent into the Phantom Stream Blade, which would undoubtedly boost its power immensely. freēnovelkiss.com

Chunks of air were sliced through, and the fierce wind continued to blow. Chu Ming’s white robe flapped loudly, his gaze growing sharper as torrents of energy flowed around him.

Crack, crack!

The leaves on the sword blade were shredded and turned into powder, dispersing in the air. Yet, Chu Ming’s sword dance did not halt. Streaks of Sword Light swirled around him, appearing extraordinarily dazzling, like silver snakes darting about.

After half an incense stick’s worth of time, Chu Ming slowly stopped, his gaze directed at the courtyard gate where Lin Yue’Er stood quietly, watching Chu Ming practice his swordsmanship. In fact, Chu Ming had noticed her the moment she appeared but didn’t stop since he sensed no ill intent.

"Young Master Chu."

When Lin Yue’Er saw Chu Ming look her way, she spoke immediately.

"What’s the matter?"

Chu Ming furrowed his brows.

"I have a presumptuous request, and I hope you’ll accept it."

Lin Yue’Er looked a bit embarrassed, her large eyes fixed on Chu Ming.

"Speak."

Chu Ming waited for her to continue.

"I want Young Master Chu to teach me swordsmanship."

Lin Yue’Er got straight to the point and felt relieved after saying it.

Without changing his expression, Chu Ming said, "Each person’s swordsmanship has its own style, containing unique realms and different entry points. While I dare not say it’s teaching, I can point out a few things. But first, you’ll need to demonstrate your swordsmanship for me."

"Young Master Chu agreed?"

Lin Yue’Er hadn’t expected things to go so smoothly.

"Demonstrate your swordsmanship."

Chu Ming stepped to the side.

"Alright! Alright!"

Lin Yue’Er promptly responded, drawing a slender green sword from her waist and began her sword dance.

In the courtyard, Lin Yue’Er performed the Snow Rain Swordsmanship once, then looked at Chu Ming.

Chu Ming asked, "What is the name of this swordsmanship?"

"Snow Rain Swordsmanship."

"Snow Rain Swordsmanship! A good name," Chu Ming continued, "Your Snow Rain Swordsmanship contains the Rain Realm and the Speed Realm. You use the Rain Realm to create illusions and confuse the enemy, then strike decisively with the Speed Realm. However, your pursuit of perfection overlooks practicality. Some moves are needless, and too many changes waste Spiritual Power, opportunities, and reduce attack power. There are too many flaws."

Chu Ming’s sharp eyes had quickly pin-pointed all of Lin Yue’Er’s shortcomings.

Lin Yue’Er’s Snow Rain Swordsmanship could easily induce hallucinations and captivate opponents. Average swordsmen might die without knowing how. However, average swordsmen are just average. It doesn’t mean all swordsmen would be confused. In fact, truly powerful swordsmen could exploit the flaws in Lin Yue’Er’s technique and defeat her easily.

In other words, Lin Yue’Er’s swordsmanship only worked against the weak but would fail swiftly against the strong.

"So how should I change it?"

Lin Yue’Er asked.

"That’s easy to fix. We just need to spar a bit!"

Some things are hard to convey with words alone. Typically, a master teaches a disciple in two steps: first through explanation, then through practical demonstration.

Lin Yue’Er nodded, "Be careful!"

Lin Yue’Er’s treasure sword, a middle-tier profound level sword, had a very thin blade, like clear green water. When it sliced through the air, it created ripples of light green, accompanied by a mist that blurred vision around its tip.

Chu Ming didn’t use force to break the technique, as that would be pointless. The Blue Red Sword flashed white, like a comet sweeping over the moon, striking the center of the ripples. The sound of flowing water echoed as the ripples scattered chaotically.

The chaos extended to Lin Yue’Er’s swordsmanship. In the next instant, Chu Ming’s sword pierced through the scattered ripples, its tip just a hairbreadth away from Lin Yue’Er’s forehead.

"This flaw lies in the change being too slow. Any swordsman with some insight could see your attack trajectory."

"You could keep it simple initially and only introduce changes at the moment of engagement. That way, even if the opponent notices a flaw, they wouldn’t be able to adjust immediately, falling into a disadvantage in an instant."

Chu Ming’s swordsmanship usually simplified complexity, demonstrating higher Sword Dao Realm expertise, but it didn’t mean he couldn’t manage intricate moves. In truth, any swordsmanship had numerous variations, endless and infinite. Yet, regardless of the complexity, the goal remained to defeat the adversary.

"What should I do?"

Lin Yue’Er asked.

"Try practicing ’Basic Swordsmanship’ a thousand times a day. With time, your sword speed will significantly improve."

Chu Ming said calmly. He didn’t belittle ’Basic Swordsmanship’. In fact, ’Basic Swordsmanship’ lay the groundwork for a swordsman, having been passed down on the continent for thousands of years. There had to be a reason for that.

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