Qingyun Dao Sect.
Rear Cliff.
Ye Ping sat quietly on the ground, his gaze constantly resting upon the sword mark left by Su Changyu.
An hour ago.
He had still been completely at a loss.
But an hour later.
As a gentle breeze blew past, Ye Ping abruptly sensed something unusual.
The sword mark was sharp, carrying a willful, obstinate determination, as if it had been left by a peerless swordsman, containing sword intent that ordinary people would find difficult to perceive.
The more he looked at this sword mark, the more alarmed Ye Ping became.
In the end, a figure suddenly appeared in Ye Ping's mind.
This figure held a long sword in hand, and was actually demonstrating sword moves.
That's right, sword moves.
Rumble!
Like thunderclaps, like a massive bronze bell tolling by his ear.
The figure in his mind became clearer.
The figure executed sword moves, each one giving Ye Ping a feeling of sudden enlightenment, as if he were personally practicing the sword himself.
The sword moves were swift and fierce, like a violent gale.
This set of sword moves had a total of twelve techniques. Every three techniques had a different feeling, as if they were four different sword arts, yet they combined into one.
The twelve moves were demonstrated vividly in his mind.
And it wasn't just one demonstration, but continuous demonstrations.
One cycle! Five cycles! Ten cycles! Fifty cycles! A hundred cycles!
The sword moves were demonstrated faster and faster. Previously it took twelve breaths to deduce through one cycle, until finally six breaths, then finally three breaths. After a full hour, one cycle was completed within a single breath.
Each deduction was equivalent to Ye Ping personally practicing the sword. This comprehension was even more terrifying than receiving sudden enlightenment.
Moreover, there were more and more sword moves in his mind—twelve sword moves, fifteen sword moves, twenty sword moves…
Sensing the sword arts continuously deriving in his mind, Ye Ping couldn't help but be shaken to his core.
"Eldest Senior Brother really is a peerless sword dao expert."
Awakening from his sudden enlightenment, Ye Ping was incomparably excited in his heart.
He had merely spent three hours observing the sword mark, yet had already learned a sword art.
This made Ye Ping increasingly feel that Su Changyu was an extraordinary master.
However, very quickly, Ye Ping calmed his excited mood.
He settled down.
"Ye Ping, absolutely must not get excited. This is still only the beginning; in the future, you'll probably be able to comprehend even more sword arts."
Ye Ping spoke inwardly.
Reminding himself absolutely not to get too excited, to stay calm—this was merely just the beginning.
After this reminder.
Ye Ping became even calmer.
At the same time, he also became even more eager to learn.
To be honest, before comprehending the sword moves, Ye Ping had harbored a tiny sliver of doubt, suspecting that Su Changyu was tricking him. But now Ye Ping believed. He thoroughly believed that this senior brother of his was definitely a peerless master.
Therefore, Ye Ping was more focused than before, and also worked harder than before.
Meanwhile.
At another location in Qingyun Dao Sect.
Su Changyu held a long sword, practicing sword arts on an open field.
Although his sword moves appeared fierce, they always lacked explosive power. After completing one set of sword arts, even someone who didn't understand swordsmanship very well could sense there were some flaws.
After the time it took an incense stick to burn.
Su Changyu sheathed his sword.
His forehead was covered in sweat, but to maintain his image, Su Changyu didn't sit on the ground to rest. Instead, he came to the side to recover his strength.
"Eldest Senior Brother, I've seen you practice this sword art for ten years. How come you still haven't mastered it?"
In the open field, Qingyun Dao Sect's youngest junior sister Chen Lingrou spoke, her gaze toward Su Changyu full of curiosity.
"Little Junior Sister, you're being superficial."
Su Changyu lightly wiped the sweat from his forehead, then slowly spoke, appearing profound and unfathomable.
"How am I superficial?"
Chen Lingrou was curious, not understanding why Su Changyu would say this.
"Little Junior Sister, this sword art of Senior Brother's is no ordinary sword art. It is ranked within the top ten sword arts of Qingzhou, called the Four Thunder Sword Art."
"This sword art has a total of four sets, named respectively the Spring Thunder Sword, Summer Thunder Sword, Autumn Thunder Sword, and Winter Thunder Sword."
"It is a supremely rigid and yang-type sword art. If one masters these four sets, one can summon the thunder of the four seasons, having miraculous effects against evil demons and crooked paths. Back then, the Four Seasons Daoist relied precisely on this sword art to become famous in Qingzhou, establishing the Four Thunder Sword Sect. Understand?"
Su Changyu earnestly popularized this knowledge. When mentioning this sword art, he was even more eloquent, wishing he could praise this sword art to the heavens.
"Four Thunder Sword Art?"
Chen Lingrou didn't understand sword arts very well, but it sounded very impressive.
"Then Eldest Senior Brother, which set have you cultivated to now?"
Chen Lingrou asked thus.
"This Senior Brother has already cultivated the Spring Thunder Sword to the realm of Perfect Proficiency."
Su Changyu said with a face full of pride.
"Still the Spring Thunder Sword?"
Unfortunately, the little junior sister didn't give Su Changyu any chance to show off.
"Little Junior Sister, you're not a sword cultivator so you don't understand. This Four Thunder Sword Art is the painstaking work of the Four Seasons Daoist."
"The Four Seasons Daoist said that wanting to cultivate this sword art to perfection, ordinary sword dao cultivators might not be able to do it even in five hundred years. Even sword dao geniuses would need at least a hundred years. Without boasting, this Senior Brother is precisely this type of sword dao genius."
"For us sword cultivators, spending a century on a single sword is commonplace. Don't look at this Senior Brother still remaining within the Spring Thunder Sword, but this progress can be considered outstanding even within Qingzhou."
Su Changyu boasted about himself with complete seriousness.
"Moreover, sword art moves are divided into four minor realms: Initial Glimpse of the Doorway, Perfect Proficiency, Grand Completion and Perfection, and Reaching the Peak of Perfection."
"This Senior Brother has only spent ten years to reach Perfect Proficiency. And it won't take another ten years—this Senior Brother has the confidence to step into Grand Completion and Perfection. Within a hundred years, he will certainly step into the realm of Reaching the Peak of Perfection. When that time comes, you'll know just how powerful your Senior Brother is."
Su Changyu appeared extremely confident, his eyes full of expectation for the future.
"Don't really understand." The little junior sister shook her head. She couldn't understand this sort of thing; the settings were too convoluted.
But it sounded very impressive.
"Eldest Senior Brother, I heard you left a sword mark for that little junior brother. How long would it take him to comprehend sword moves and sword intent?"
Chen Lingrou asked curiously.
Su Changyu pondered slightly.
How long to comprehend?
However long, he couldn't comprehend it.
Because the sword mark he left fundamentally had no sword intent. What was there to comprehend?
But these words Su Changyu could only say in his heart. If others knew, wouldn't they discover he was a sword dao waste?
Therefore, Su Changyu slowly spoke.
"The sword mark this Senior Brother left for him contains four sword arts. If he can comprehend this Senior Brother's sword art within a year, that would already be quite good. As for sword intent? That's hard to say."
Su Changyu spoke thus.
If Ye Ping was truly a genius, he could indeed forcibly comprehend the Four Seasons Sword Art. As for sword intent?
Go to bed and stop dreaming.
"What if he comprehends it within a day?"
Chen Lingrou asked curiously.
Comprehend it within a day?
Su Changyu glanced at Chen Lingrou, then shook his head and said, "That is almost impossible. If he truly comprehends it within a day, then he is a peerless sword dao genius."
His tone was very firm.
"What if he not only comprehends the sword art, but also comprehends sword intent?"
Chen Lingrou continued asking.
Su Changyu felt baffled.
Are you bored? Asking such wise questions?
But thinking that Chen Lingrou was his junior sister, Su Changyu still patiently answered.
"Merely relying on one sword mark to comprehend this Senior Brother's sword art counts as a sword dao genius. If he comprehends sword intent? He could be called Qingzhou's number one sword dao genius."
Su Changyu answered thus.
"What if he comprehends hundreds of sword intents from one sword mark?"
Chen Lingrou felt surprised. She wasn't asking randomly; it just sounded very impressive, and she was heavily curious.
"Hundreds of kinds? The number one person in Qingzhou in five hundred years. Ten Four Seasons Daoists would have to willingly concede defeat."
Su Changyu still answered with abundant patience.
"Thousands of kinds?"
Chen Lingrou continued asking.
"Number one in the Jin Kingdom, and undisputedly so."
Su Changyu directly answered.
"Tens of thousands of kinds?"
Chen Lingrou continued pressing.
Su Changyu was speechless.
Is there no end to this?
"Junior Sister, let this Senior Brother tell you like this."
"In the legends of the sword dao lineage, sword arts are secondary. The important thing is this sword intent. The more sword intents one has, any sword art can be transformed from rotten to magical. Even a casual thrust of the sword would be extremely terrifying."
"In our sword dao lineage, there are three great chasms of sword intent. The first chasm is infinite sword intent. Sword intent that is infinite, unable to be described by quantity. If one reaches this realm, a Qi Refinement cultivator can slash enemies across several realms with a single sword strike."
"As for the second realm, it is very distant from all of us, so this Senior Brother won't speak of it. But you absolutely must not look down on this first realm. You've heard of the Four Seasons Daoist, right?"
"Our Qingzhou's number one sword dao expert, now over five hundred years old, yet hasn't even touched the edge of this first realm. Among the Ten Kingdoms, there is only one expert who, at his three thousandth birthday, barely half-stepped into it. He is proclaimed the Taixu Sword Venerable, honored as a distinguished guest by the Ten Kingdoms."
"Therefore, a true sword dao expert focuses on comprehending not sword arts, but sword intent. The more the better."
Su Changyu spoke at great length.
Chen Lingrou listened in a fog, mainly because these settings were too complicated.
But it sounded very impressive.
"All in all, the comprehension of sword intent: the more the better. Tens of thousands are fine, hundreds of thousands are fine, even millions of sword intents are fine. But the goal is forever infinite sword intent. Infinite sword intent, invincible sword dao."
Su Changyu patted Chen Lingrou on the head, speaking thus.
"Understood. Then what about our little junior brother?"
Chen Lingrou continued asking, appearing somewhat curious.
Within the entire Qingyun Dao Sect, Chen Lingrou was most interested in Ye Ping. After all, she had always been the youngest. Now that a junior brother younger than her had finally arrived, she was naturally full of curiosity and anticipation.
"Him?"
Su Changyu cast his gaze toward the horizon, carrying an indescribable aloofness.
Then slowly spoke.
"Should be a sword dao waste, I suppose."
Su Changyu said with a calm gaze.
Right at this moment.
Ye Ping in the Rear Cliff had just comprehended the Four Thunder Sword Art.
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