Qingyun’s rear cliff.
Ye Ping was completely stunned.
He had thought his eldest senior brother would casually give him some secret manual, but he had never expected it to be such a supreme cultivation art.
The Immemorial Godfiend Body-Refining Art.
Just hearing the name, one knew it was an unrivaled art.
Otherwise, how would it dare call itself “Immemorial”? How would it dare describe itself with “Godfiend”?
This!
This!
This!
Ye Ping’s breathing began to quicken.
This truly was a hidden sect.
This truly was a hidden sect!
If this wasn’t a hidden sect, then who could be called a hidden sect?
Ye Ping’s breathing grew hurried.
Su Changyu, standing to the side, misunderstood.
He subconsciously thought Ye Ping had discovered something amiss, and immediately braced himself to explain.
“Little junior brother, this is something your senior brother found in an ancient ruin. I’m not clear on the origins of this cultivation art either, but we cultivators cannot merely cultivate the sword. Body cultivation and spiritual cultivation—neither can be lacking.”
“You missed the optimal period for spiritual cultivation, and your spiritual roots are extremely poor besides. Focusing on body cultivation first may actually be a good thing.”
Su Changyu was purely spouting nonsense.
Because there had never been such a saying in the world of immortal cultivation.
Most body cultivators only considered body cultivation because their spiritual roots were too poor and they truly had no other choice.
At the Qi Refining realm, body cultivation did indeed have some outstanding points. After all, cultivators at the Qi Refining realm were still in a low-martial state, so body cultivation had some use.
But once one reached the Foundation Establishment realm, the usefulness of body cultivation grew smaller and smaller.
A Golden Core expert could wield a flying sword and kill someone invisibly from a thousand li away.
Could a powerful body cultivator kill an enemy a thousand li away with a single punch?
Unless this secret manual was real.
But was that possible?
Su Changyu had read this manual before. It was nothing but nonsense, though it boasted so extravagantly that if he himself hadn’t cultivated before, Su Changyu might have been fooled.
In reality, aside from a portion that was a proper body-refining method, most of the manual was theoretical.
That was why Su Changyu had handed this manual to Ye Ping.
It could be considered giving Ye Ping something to do, so he wouldn’t keep comprehending sword scars nonstop. A day or two was fine, but over time he would definitely grow tired of it.
On top of that, during this period, Su Changyu himself also needed to study the sword manual, so using this secret manual to stall Ye Ping was indeed no problem.
As for whether Ye Ping could learn it?
Su Changyu wasn’t jinxing himself.
Comprehending the Four Thunder Sword Technique from sword scars at least had some basis.
But if Ye Ping could master this sort of randomly written secret manual, he would swallow every flying sword in Qingzhou.
“Junior brother understands. Thank you, eldest senior brother, for bestowing this art.”
Not only did Ye Ping understand what Su Changyu said, he understood it very well.
Cultivators with poor aptitude generally needed to refine the body, using body refinement to improve their own condition.
Thus achieving dual cultivation of spirit and body.
Ordinarily, when facing enemies outside, one would use Daoist spells and sword arts, but at critical moments, one could suppress the opponent with body techniques, catching the enemy completely off guard.
At that moment, one could even say, “Sorry, but my strongest path is body cultivation.”
Thinking of this, Ye Ping could not help but grow even more excited.
“Since junior brother understands, that’s best. All right, if anything comes up, come tell your senior brother. Just take a look at this secret manual. If you truly can’t learn it, don’t force yourself, understand?”
“Even if you do want to practice it, first condense the complete sword momentum of the Four Thunder Sword Technique.”
Su Changyu gave him some instructions, then left the place.
“Senior brother, take care.”
Ye Ping respectfully saw Su Changyu off.
Soon, after Su Changyu left, Ye Ping suppressed his excitement and placed the Immemorial Godfiend Body-Refining Art into his robe.
Then he continued comprehending the sword scars.
Perhaps because his mood was stirred up, Ye Ping’s speed of comprehension grew faster and faster.
Right now, his mind was filled entirely with the Immemorial Godfiend Body-Refining Art.
The main reason was that the Four Thunder Sword Technique sounded, well, just so-so.
But the Immemorial Godfiend Body-Refining Art was completely different.
Godfiend body refinement—it sounded wildly domineering, dazzling, cool, and tyrannical.
What did a mere Four Thunder Sword Technique count for?
Drawing down heavenly lightning to attack—wasn’t that something anyone with hands could do?
However, Ye Ping was also clear.
This kind of Godfiend Body-Refining Art would definitely be very difficult to master, so he had to devote himself to studying it wholeheartedly and could not be half-hearted. Otherwise, if he failed to train his body techniques well and failed to train his sword arts well too, that would be throwing away the watermelon without even picking up a sesame seed.
Just like that, in the blink of an eye, two days passed in succession.
Late at night.
Su Changyu looked at the sword manual in his hands, his entire person sinking into silence.
This sword manual was one Daoist Taihua had spent a great sum to buy.
There were Daoist arts within it. As long as one opened the sword manual, the first person to look at it would receive enlightenment poured into the crown of their head, allowing them to quickly grasp the sword moves within.
And yet Su Changyu had been looking at it for two days.
He had stubbornly failed to comprehend the true meaning of the sword moves inside.
This made Su Changyu fall silent.
At the same time, he was somewhat nervous.
According to Daoist Taihua’s intention, he was supposed to learn this sword manual within three or four days, then pass it on to Ye Ping.
But unfortunately, he simply couldn’t learn it. How could this not make Su Changyu feel miserable?
Most importantly,
Su Changyu felt this didn’t make sense.
Although his aptitude was ordinary, the problem was that Daoist arts had been engraved into this sword manual. There should have been the added effect of enlightenment poured into his mind.
So why the hell still couldn’t he learn it?
Wasn’t it agreed that anyone with hands could do it?
I’ve even used my feet, so why haven’t I learned it yet?
Could it be that I, Su Changyu, am truly unsuited to practicing the sword in this life?
Su Changyu felt awful.
If there had been no comparison, he would never have thought his own talent was poor.
But now that there was Ye Ping to compare himself with, Su Changyu’s mood became miserable.
However, what made Su Changyu miserable right now was not the matter of talent.
He had never thought his talent was very good.
The main reason for his misery was still this sword manual.
If Daoist Taihua found out that he had not comprehended this sword manual, he would probably come chop him down with a blade.
Five hundred spirit stones.
After the discount, four hundred and fifty spirit stones. That was profit Qingyun Dao Sect would only earn after several hundred years.
And in the end, he still hadn’t comprehended it?
To be honest, even Su Changyu himself wouldn’t let himself off, let alone Daoist Taihua.
“What do I do? What do I do? This is so hard.”
Like an ant on a hot pan, Su Changyu kept asking himself what he should do.
Only after a long while did Su Changyu think of a solution.
“Right. Although I haven’t learned the sword moves, the sword manual also has explanations. I don’t need to teach the sword moves to little junior brother at all. I just have to extract the core points from it and teach those to little junior brother, wouldn’t that be enough?”
“If little junior brother learns it, then that’s because his talent is good. If he doesn’t learn it, he can’t blame me. Who said a genius has to be proficient in everything?”
All of a sudden, Su Changyu thought of a solution.
Although he himself did not quite understand the Chuanhe Sword Manual, the problem was that he knew how to make things up. Wherever he didn’t understand something, couldn’t he just use his own ideas to explain it?
Thinking of this, Su Changyu finally revealed a faint smile.
Immediately, Su Changyu opened the sword manual. After reading through it carefully from beginning to end, he pushed open the door and planned to go find Ye Ping.
Fifteen minutes later.
Qingyun Dao Sect.
It was incomparably peaceful.
Su Changyu quietly walked toward the rear cliff alone.
But just then,
a thunderclap suddenly exploded.
The trees shook.
In an instant, Su Changyu froze.
He looked toward the rear cliff, and his entire person fell silent. The smile on his face also gradually faded.
He could sense it.
That thunderclap just now was the result of sword momentum reaching great completion.
It had only been half a day.
Ye Ping had directly comprehended the sword momentum of Autumn Thunder and Winter Thunder.
This left Su Changyu truly not knowing what to say.
Especially once midnight arrived.
Su Changyu’s mood inexplicably became extremely melancholic and low.
He did not continue toward the rear cliff.
Instead, he went alone, quietly, to a deserted place.
Su Changyu himself did not know what had been wrong with him lately.
Whenever midnight came, his mood would become extremely gloomy.
And the condition seemed to be getting worse and worse.
Scattered moonlight passed through the clouds.
Hiding from the crowd, it slipped into the bottom of the sea.
Born human, I am very sorry.
For some unknown reason, such a line surfaced in Su Changyu’s mind,