“What kind of cultivation technique are you practicing? You’ve already reached the Spirit Gathering Realm, yet your physical condition is still this poor?”
Feng Mingfei frowned tightly, her face full of disdain.
Though the voice came from Feng Mingfei’s mouth,
The words were actually Xu Chengfeng speaking to her through her own lips.
[This disciple cultivates the sect’s inherited “Stellar River Technique”…]
Feng Mingfei’s timid voice was transmitted directly into Xu Chengfeng’s mind.
Xu Chengfeng was just about to lecture this disappointing disciple of his when an ill-timed voice rang out from the square-headed man.
“Facing me, and you still dare to lose focus? You truly don’t know how to write the word ‘death’.” He bared his teeth in a sinister grin, and the ghost-headed saber in his hand slashed straight toward Feng Mingfei’s chest without the slightest courtesy.
It was large, making it an easier target.
“Clang!”
With a crisp metallic ring, a slender spirit sword suddenly appeared in Feng Mingfei’s hand.
[What a fast draw!]
Feng Mingfei couldn’t help but exclaim in astonishment. It was clearly her own body executing the move, yet she hadn’t even perceived it.
“Stop letting your thoughts run wild.”
Xu Chengfeng flicked his wrist, tracing a graceful arc with the sword.
Feng Mingfei’s thoughts were transmitted directly to Xu Chengfeng.
Which meant…
To Xu Chengfeng’s eyes, the current Feng Mingfei had no secrets whatsoever.
“Let me show you the true power of this sect’s martial arts.”
Feng Mingfei leapt lightly into the air, and in the next instant several streaks of sword light shot straight toward the square-headed man.
[It’s ‘Endless Sword Radiance Slays the Wicked’!]
This was merely one move from the most basic introductory sword technique of the Lingyue Sect, and yet…
When executed by the Ancestor, its power was more than a hundred times greater than when she used it herself.
One strike sealed his throat.
The square-headed man didn’t even have time to react before he collapsed to the ground with a heavy thud.
“Damn it! What kind of sorcery did you use, you little wench?!”
The two Shura Sect disciples behind him were startled. Just as they were about to summon their weapons, they suddenly felt dizzy and lightheaded. Their vision blurred; they staggered…and then fell to the ground, lifeless.
[When did the Ancestor make his move?!]
Feng Mingfei was completely dumbfounded.
The Ancestor had indeed used her body to eliminate the three Shura Sect experts, but… she hadn’t sensed a single thing.
This body was her own.
Yet in that very instant, Feng Mingfei felt control of her body return to her.
“Our sect’s swordsmanship is actually this powerful?”
She couldn’t help but cry out.
“The power of the Seven Swords of Exorcising Evil goes far beyond this. Your spiritual energy is limited, so this is all it can display.”
Feng Mingfei looked up to see the Ancestor now floating cross-legged in midair, one hand propping up his chin as he regarded her with a faint, amused smile.
So the Seven Swords of Exorcising Evil are truly this strong!
That’s right. This was the first time Feng Mingfei had truly felt the might of her sect’s martial arts.
The Seven Swords of Exorcising Evil were, in fact, the most basic sword techniques taught upon entering the Lingyue Sect.
Introductory sword techniques were generally meant to help new disciples become familiar with their meridians, the circulation of spiritual energy, and to gain a preliminary understanding of how moves could channel spiritual power to achieve greater lethality…
Because this set of sword arts was merely the foundation for beginners, Feng Mingfei had never studied it carefully when she first entered the sect.
“First, tell me how you became the sect master.”
Xu Chengfeng still couldn’t let go of the fact that a junior at the Spirit Gathering Realm had become the head of his sect.
There had to be some strange twists and turns behind it.
But reality was often far less complicated.
“This disciple… this disciple is the strongest among the thirty-second generation, so… so Master passed the position of sect master to me…” Feng Mingfei stood before Xu Chengfeng, feeling somewhat nervous.
“What? You’re the strongest among the thirty-second generation?!”
Xu Chengfeng was stunned.
He had assumed that Feng Mingfei must have possessed some profound destiny or that the previous sect master had placed great hopes on her and allowed her to temporarily act as sect master…
He never expected that the disciple before him was already the most outstanding of the thirty-second generation… Wait.
“You said the thirty-second generation?!”
Xu Chengfeng suddenly realized an even more serious problem.
“Yes, the thirty-second generation. That’s right.” Feng Mingfei nodded with certainty, not understanding why the Ancestor was reacting so strongly to the words “thirty-second generation”.
Did the Ancestor dislike the number thirty-two?
Xu Chengfeng stood there in a daze.
He had only ascended ten thousand years ago… how had his sect already gone through thirty-two generations of disciples?
This also meant that ever since he had ascended, his sect had been changing sect masters roughly every three hundred and fifty years.
For a top-tier cultivation sect, that frequency of succession was absolutely excessive.
After all, cultivators possessed extremely long lifespans. Aside from ascension, the only main reason to replace a sect master was death.
Back then, after Xu Chengfeng shattered the void and entered the Divine Realm, one of his former disciples would ascend to the Divine Realm every hundred years or so.
Over the following thousand years, quite a few more disciples stepped into the Divine Realm as well. This proved that for nearly three to four thousand years after his departure, there had been no major issues within his sect.
But starting about five thousand years ago, after a large number of his grand-disciples broke through and ascended to the Divine Realm, he lost contact with the sect in the mortal world.
The problem lay around five thousand years ago…
“Do you know if anything happened to the sect five thousand years ago?”
Xu Chengfeng looked at his thirty-second-generation disciple… Feng Mingfei.
“Five thousand years ago? That’s so long ago…”
Feng Mingfei did not dare raise her head to look at Xu Chengfeng. “This disciple only knows about matters from roughly the past hundred years… But in the Scripture Pavilion, there are records of the sect’s history through the generations.”
“Let’s return to the sect first.”
Xu Chengfeng could not help but let out a sigh.
Feng Mingfei saw her grandmaster transform into a streak of golden light and return to the sect master’s ring.
She let out a soft breath of relief and hurried toward the exit of the cave.
Outside…
The sunlight was just right.
Feng Mingfei felt her mood lighten considerably.
At that moment, her grandmaster’s voice suddenly rang out.
“Why are you still suffering from menstrual cramps?”
Xu Chengfeng had just completely taken control of Feng Mingfei’s body, so he was thoroughly aware of her physical condition.
Although he was only a wisp of divine soul, it was far stronger than Feng Mingfei’s own spiritual essence.
That was precisely why Xu Chengfeng had told her to guard her consciousness and soul.
If he were even slightly careless and erased Feng Mingfei’s spiritual essence, his wisp of divine soul would naturally seize the opportunity to take over her body…
“Menstrual cramps?” Feng Mingfei looked confused.
“Ahem…” Xu Chengfeng coughed lightly. “I mean that during your monthly cycle, you experience severe pain in your lower abdomen.”
“How does Grandmaster know…?” The moment the words left her mouth, Feng Mingfei immediately realized. Just now, when Grandmaster possessed her body, he must have learned something then.
“There’s nothing wrong with the Stellar River Technique you cultivate, but why are your meridians still so severely obstructed?”
Xu Chengfeng could not understand.
According to the Stellar River Technique he had passed down, once one advanced beyond the Body Tempering stage, the meridians should already be completely unblocked.
With the meridians flowing freely, minor ailments like menstrual cramps would not occur.
Yet…
Feng Mingfei had already cultivated to the Spirit Gathering Realm, and her meridians were still obstructed. This was the part Xu Chengfeng simply could not understand.
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