Chapter 48: A Sword! Setting Out!

Chapter 48: Chapter 48: A Sword! Setting Out!

Xue Yan was quite attractive and strong. In the Golden Ring Sect’s Outer Sect, she was always the object of admiration and had never suffered such humiliation!

Moreover, the opponent was nothing more than a useless person with an awakened Wasted Martial Soul!

With her prideful temperament, how could she endure this?

She was determined to battle Luo Cheng to the end!

Chen Kong stood nearby without speaking.

Luo Cheng had ignored him several times and even belittled the Golden Ring Sect. He was more than willing to see Xue Yan give Luo Cheng a thorough lesson.

As for Luo Mingshan and the others, they had absolutely no reason to intervene.

“There’s no need for so much trouble.”

Luo Cheng shook his head.

“What’s the matter? You were so bold just now. Are you afraid now?”

Seeing Luo Cheng shake his head, Xue Yan assumed he was unwilling to fight and sneered.

Luo Cheng calmly unsheathed his sword and pointed it at Xue Yan, saying indifferently, “One strike! As long as you can withstand one strike from me, it will be my loss.”

What!

Those words left everyone stunned.

Chen Kong’s face darkened.

Xue Yan was his disciple, and Luo Cheng’s remark was not just an insult to Xue Yan, but also a blatant disregard for him and the Golden Ring Sect!

“Xue Yan, since Luo Cheng is so confident, you don’t need to hold back.”

Chen Kong said coldly.

“Understood!”

Even if Chen Kong hadn’t said anything, Xue Yan had no intentions of holding back. As her Essence Energy surged, a sharp aura radiated from her body.

“Arrogant fool! Take my blade! Splitting Stone and Gold!”

With a crisp shout, Xue Yan’s wrist flicked, and her Treasure Sword danced, unleashing countless sword flashes that completely enveloped Luo Cheng!

Upon witnessing this, the expressions of Luo Mingshan and the others grew tense.

This strike was exceptionally quick, blending illusion with reality, and any mistake could lead to a storm-like onslaught. It wasn’t ordinary!

Although they had heard of Luo Cheng defeating a Transcendence Realm expert, they had never seen it firsthand and couldn’t help but feel nervous.

Yet Luo Cheng stood there with a calm gaze, making no effort to evade or dodge.

Seeing this, a cold smile crept across Chen Kong’s face, assuming Luo Cheng had been paralyzed by Xue Yan’s sword aura.

The sword flashes were about to engulf Luo Cheng.

Suddenly, an ethereal and sharp sword aura erupted from Luo Cheng, making him seem as though he had transformed into a cloud and a breeze—formless and unpredictable!

Shiiing!

In a flash of lightning, Luo Cheng struck.

A chilly shadow sliced through layers of sword flashes like lightning.

Splurt!

Blood splattered as Xue Yan stood motionless, her beautiful eyes wide in disbelief.

A deep, bone-revealing sword wound scarred her right shoulder. Had Luo Cheng not held back, her entire right arm would likely have been crippled!

Clang!

Luo Cheng calmly returned his sword to its sheath.

“I haven’t lost yet!”

Shame and indignation flickered across Xue Yan’s face as she gritted her teeth and frantically circulated her Essence Energy, preparing to attack again.

“Stop!”

Chen Kong snapped coldly, stepping in to intercept Xue Yan. In a stern tone, he barked, “Wasn’t the humiliation enough? If Luo Cheng hadn’t shown mercy just now, your arm would’ve been useless!”

Xue Yan bit her lip hard, glaring at Luo Cheng with hatred.

She refused to believe, nor could she accept, that she had lost to a useless person with an awakened Wasted Martial Soul!

Chen Kong gave Luo Cheng a penetrating look and said, “Since Mr. Luo is preparing to enter the Xuanyuan Sect, we won’t disturb you further. Farewell.”

Having lost all face, Chen Kong took Xue Yan and turned to leave.

It wasn’t until Chen Kong and the others had departed that Luo Mingshan and the rest snapped back to reality.

Luo Mingshan looked at Luo Cheng and asked, “Cheng’er, is it true that you can enter the Xuanyuan Sect to train?”

Luo Cheng nodded and recounted his encounter with Yun Mengli in the Black Cloud Mountain Range, during which she had gifted him an Identity Token.

“So that’s how it is.”

Luo Mingshan laughed heartily, “No wonder Yun Daojiang has been acting so unusually, attending the Hunting Festival and siding with our Luo Family every step of the way.”

The others showed expressions of realization.

Previously, they had been puzzled about why the enigmatic City Lord Yun had suddenly undergone such a personality shift, but now it all made sense.

“Cheng’er, just now, was that the Heavenly Fall Four Forms you used?” Luo Hong suddenly asked.

At those words, everyone turned their gaze to Luo Cheng.

Luo Cheng nodded, “Indeed, it was the Heavenly Fall Four Forms. Is there a problem?”

Luo Hong explained, “The Heavenly Fall Four Forms was actually a fragmented sword technique I accidentally acquired during my travels years ago. Its original name is Heavenly Fall Sword Technique, consisting of thirteen moves. I only obtained the first four.”

“If my guess is correct, the complete Heavenly Fall Sword Technique should be an Eight-star Sword Technique or even a Nine-star Sword Technique. Even the first four moves are no weaker than an ordinary Five-star Sword Technique.”

Luo Cheng nodded in understanding. That explained why the technique was so powerful. Such a pity it was incomplete; he wondered if there might be a chance to piece it together someday.

“During your duel with Lin Yun, you didn’t use the Heavenly Fall Four Forms. When did you start training in it?” Luo Hong asked casually.

Luo Cheng replied, “After the Hunting Festival ended.”

“After the Hunting Festival ended… Wait a moment. You only started learning the Heavenly Fall Four Forms after the Hunting Festival and already mastered it?”

Luo Hong nodded absentmindedly before suddenly appearing stunned, staring incredulously at Luo Cheng.

Luo Cheng said, “I’ve only mastered the First Move so far.”

Luo Hong didn’t know how to respond.

The Heavenly Fall Forms required exceptional comprehension from Martial Artists. Back when he trained in it, he had needed three to four months to master the First Move.

Luo Cheng had managed it in mere days!

“Haha, I’ve always said my grandson is a genius in martial arts.”

Luo Mingshan was overjoyed and asked, “Cheng’er, when do you plan to set out for the Xuanyuan Sect?”

Luo Cheng mused for a moment and replied, “In two days.”

Luo Hong said, “I’ll accompany you then.”

Traveling from Qishan City to the Xuanyuan Sect was fraught with danger. There was no way they would let Luo Cheng make the journey alone.

Over the next two days, Luo Cheng spent his daylight hours with Luo Mingshan, discussing martial arts and sharing tales of the martial world. At night, he returned to his courtyard to train in the True Dragon Technique and Heavenly Fall Four Forms.

During this time, Luo Cheng also visited the Lingyun Pavilion to bid farewell to Luo Yao.

However, upon arriving at Lingyun Pavilion, he discovered that both the Pavilion Master and the shopkeeper had been replaced.

According to the new Pavilion Master, Luo Yao had already left the Great Yue Dynasty.

The two days passed quickly.

On the morning of September 3rd.

In the small courtyard, Luo Cheng stood holding his sword.

Suddenly, Luo Cheng opened his eyes, a dazzling sharpness flickering deep in his gaze.

“Heavenly Fall Second Form Cloud Stabilization!”

Luo Cheng swung his sword, and the long blade in his hand leapt through the air with astonishing control, as if cutting and freezing the space itself.

Clang!

As Luo Cheng sheathed his sword, the enormous stone lock before him suddenly shattered into fragments.

Luo Cheng exhaled slowly. He had finally mastered the Heavenly Fall Second Form!

“It’s time to set out!”

Glancing at the sky, Luo Cheng grabbed the travel bag he had packed earlier and stepped out of the courtyard.

The bag didn’t contain much—aside from food and clothes, there were three million gold notes earned from helping Mo Lin refine spiritual medicine.

Exiting the Luo Residence, Luo Hong was waiting with two Green Mane Horses.

Green Mane Horses could cover two thousand miles a day. From Qishan City to the Xuanyuan Sect, the journey spanned tens of thousands of miles. Without riding, relying solely on foot travel would take at least six months.

Luo Mingshan and a group of others were present to bid farewell.

Luo Mingshan instructed solemnly, “Cheng’er, the world outside is treacherous. Stay cautious in all matters. When trouble arises, never show mercy. Remember, it’s better to mistakenly kill one hundred than to leave behind any future threats!”

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