“Excellent! Next is to continually engage in battle, hoping to achieve a kill with a single strike of the sword!”

Su Changkong was immensely pleased. He planned to use the ’Sect Leader of Tyrant Saber Sect’ to hone his blade technique, aiming to take it to the next level!

Fighting an enemy just through the manifestation of his thoughts, with the goal of advancing his blade technique, was viewed by others as a mere fantasy. Only someone with the talents and insight of Su Changkong, with his profound foundation, could accomplish such a feat!

All night long, Su Changkong battled the ’Sect Leader of Tyrant Saber Sect’, winning each time. It took him three strikes to kill his foe, but he would also be injured. By the end of the night, Su Changkong had accumulated more than a dozen wounds, but they all quickly healed to their original state, thanks to the Heaven Silkworm Divine Technique.

Neither side used any movement techniques or other methods, instead relying solely on their fundamental blade techniques and martial arts skills in combat.

By the latter part of the night, the continuous transformation of thought into form had seriously depleted his energy. Dizzy and with blurred vision, Su Changkong collapsed into sleep.

At dawn, Su Changkong’s mental state had returned to its peak, and he was full of vigor. He went to the forging room as usual to repair the broken sword. That evening, he once again transformed his thoughts into form, challenging the ’Sect Leader of Tyrant Saber Sect’ with his own blade technique.

The next evening, Su Changkong managed to kill the ’Sect Leader of Tyrant Saber Sect’ without sustaining any injuries.

On the third night, Su Changkong was already able to kill the thought-formed ’Sect Leader of Tyrant Saber Sect’ within two strikes.

In just four nights, Su Changkong had managed to kill the ’Sect Leader of Tyrant Saber Sect’ with a single strike!

The ’Sect Leader of Tyrant Saber Sect’ was a divine intent remaining from his weaponry, which Su Changkong had brought to life with his own ’thought-form transformation.’ The imagined adversary wouldn’t improve.

Su Changkong, on the other hand, was making rapid progress by thoroughly studying the blade technique of the other and surpassing it. With his strength growing and the enemy’s static, he naturally could kill with ease!

Iron Cutting Blade Technique (9th realm, Unparalleled in the World 15%)

Su Changkong noticed that his Iron Cutting Blade Technique had improved a notch.

“One Sect Leader of Tyrant Saber Sect is no longer a challenge for me. I need to fight against even more skilled opponents!”

Su Changkong thought to himself.

The next morning, in the mountain-top forging room, Lu Ya inspected the now perfectly repaired Nine Rings Saber and expressed his satisfaction, “Tailai, your restoration is impeccable! Even the Manor Lord himself could not have done it any better!”

The Sect Leader of Tyrant Saber Sect had paid a hefty sum to repair the Nine Rings Saber, and the Divine Weapon Villa naturally had to deliver perfection to satisfy their client and avoid tarnishing their reputation. Indeed, Su Changkong’s repair work was perfect!

Su Changkong nodded and then said with anticipation, “Elder Lu, is it possible for me to handle all such repair work in the future? It greatly assists in enhancing my forging skills!”

Su Changkong was speaking the truth; he had rarely repaired weapons before, and now practicing these techniques and acquiring the knowledge was indeed boosting his forging skills.

Of course, what mattered most to Su Changkong was the chance to sense the blade techniques and swordsmanship imbued in these weapons. He aspired to employ thought-form transformation on them to refine his own techniques.

Generally, only those who could afford to engage the Divine Weapon Villa for weapon repair were beyond ordinary martial artists; the costs were too high for a regular martial artist, involving mostly martial arts powerhouses.

Rather than discarding their damaged weapons for new ones, clients preferred to have them reforged and restored. This suggested that such weapons were crafted with top-notch workmanship and premier materials and were used for many years. They weren’t easily replaced as they often contained the wielders’ essence and intent.

By perceiving the divine intent, Su Changkong could manifest it in form and battle with it to enhance his own blade technique!

Upon hearing this, Lu Ya was taken aback, but he quickly nodded in agreement, “That can be arranged.”

Typically, weapon forging masters from Divine Weapon Villa were in charge of such repairs, and there weren’t many of that caliber. Su Changkong’s willingness to undertake this work, coupled with Nangong Ming’s high opinion of him and the potential he had shown, made Lu Ya inclined to extend extra care and cultivation toward him.

Three days later, another weapon was brought in for repair, a high-quality longsword with a broken and missing tip that needed to be reforged.

“This is the sword entrusted to us by the wandering swordsman Zhang Shuangfeng for repair,”

Lu Ya said.

“Hmm, leave it to me!” Su Changkong was brimming with energy.

Martial artists who had the confidence and strength to have their weapons repaired by the Divine Weapon Villa were all exceptional, either being sect leaders, elder members of their sects, or powerful lone martial artists.

When night fell, Su Changkong, who had returned to his residence, immediately began practicing his blade technique.

In the spacious courtyard, as Su Changkong concentrated his will, integrating the divine intention experienced from the longsword, his thoughts took form. Gradually, a swordsman with a blurred face and clothed in white robes materialized, his body overflowing with sword qi!

In front of Su Changkong, a figure wielding an Iron-Cutting Sword emerged to face the white-robed swordsman without the slightest fear.

The white-robed swordsman held a shining longsword; with a thrust, the sword seemed like a celestial being descending, exquisitely marvelous!

“Clang!”

The black-clad figure formed from Su Changkong’s focused mind swung the Iron-Cutting Sword and began to fight with him!

The white-robed swordsman had impressive swordsmanship, but in terms of threat, he was no match for the previously encountered ’Sect Leader of Tyrant Saber Sect’. In just two strikes, Su Changkong had slain the swordsman, and his phantom dissipated into the air.

“Too weak! This white-robed swordsman is about the same level as Zheng Feisha! Far from the Sect Leader of Tyrant Saber Sect – a one-sided crushing, with no pressure at all!”

Su Changkong frowned, his current level of skill in blade technique far surpassed that of an ordinary innate martial artist. His mind taking shape could only simulate the most basic martial arts skills, and the overwhelming advantage in the realm of those skills allowed Su Changkong to win easily.

Such ease did not condition his blade technique.

“Then let’s have two at once!”

But Su Changkong took a deep breath, his mental focus intensifying. This time, the phantom figures condensing in the air were not one but two.

One was a burly man with loose black hair exuding a bold and dominant aura, the other a graceful white-robed swordsman, specifically ’Sect Leader of the Tyrant Saber Sect’ and the white-robed swordsman known as ’Zhang Shuangfeng’.

If a single opponent could not pressure him, then he would take on two together!

“Kill!”

The black-clad figure, a mental creation of Su Changkong wielding the Iron-Cutting Sword, fought against both adversaries. Clearly, the pressure increased abruptly.

Even with experience in countering the opponents’ blade and swordsmanship, fighting one against two was not as simple as adding one plus one to get two. The threat level was exponentially higher. ’Black-clothed Su Changkong’ took a full five swipes to slay both opponents but also suffered injuries himself—a stab wound under his ribs and a deep gash on his shoulder, bone-deep with blood dripping.

These injuries mirrored back on Su Changkong’s own body.

Indeed, it was intentional on Su Changkong’s part; he treated the encounter as a do-or-die battle. If only the opponent was hurt or dead, while he remained unscathed even when hit, the training effect would be greatly reduced!

Approaching each battle as a fight for life, feeling the pain firsthand, was the way to better remember mistakes, learn from them, and not to repeat the same errors!

Of course, what mattered most was that Su Changkong practiced the Heaven Silkworm Divine Technique, which meant that even if his arm was severed, he could reattach and heal it within days, with no lingering effects.

Iron Cutting Blade Technique (Unparalleled in the World at 9th realm, 18%), Iron Cutting Blade Technique (Unparalleled in the World at 9th realm, 21%)…

In continuous real battles with other masters, Su Changkong’s remarkable talent and understanding allowed his already 9th realm Iron Cutting Blade Technique to progress visibly each day!

Su Changkong was fully immersed in such life, spending his days forging, repairing weapons, and his forging skill as well as his blade technique progressed rapidly.

Especially the blade technique, which he practiced every night against masters of various blade and sword techniques, advanced swiftly.

Gradually, Su Changkong’s blade technique became near to perfect, increasingly executed with ease, returning to the original nature, and his blade force became more refined, as if on the verge of undergoing some qualitative metamorphosis!

(Notice of update from Qidian Chinese website, the next chapter will be updated on the 18th at 22:00)

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