Free Web NovelChapter 111: Chapter 104: Qi Sword Stance Lv. 1
"Bro, I need to talk to you about something."
Su Yu’s voice suddenly rang out, and Su Xing couldn’t help but mutter to himself,
"Something else came up?"
He gestured to Lu Anning before walking into the hallway with his phone. He sent a text message asking:
"Yu, what’s going on?"
Upon seeing Su Xing’s text, Su Yu’s voice spoke again.
"The organization found traces of your fight with the Catastrophe High Priest."
"They believe the Spiritual Sect is likely to make a major move, so they want to launch a preemptive strike. The special organization over in Ningshui City has also agreed to cooperate with us on this siege."
"If you’re making a move on the Catastrophe High Priest’s group, have you considered what to do if the Vice Bishop gets involved?"
Su Xing frowned and asked.
As far as Su Xing knew, on the surface at least, the special organization had no Tier Five combatants. Even Li Yu was only at Tier Four Peak. If the Vice Bishop made a move, it would be incredibly difficult to resist.
"If a Tier Five makes a move, someone will naturally deal with them," Su Yu said slowly. "That’s what Senior Li Yu said."
Hearing Su Yu’s words, Su Xing nodded. He didn’t doubt the truth of what Li Yu had said.
For a country as populous as Xia Country to remain stable, it would be strange if the strongest person in the special organization was only a Tier Four.
As Su Xing’s own power grew,
he had long begun to suspect that the special organization was a bit too weak. Their strongest was only Tier Four? Hell, Su Xing himself had killed a whole vat of Tier Fours.
Now, hearing that the special organization had hidden experts, Su Xing felt a sense of, ’That makes more sense.’
"So what’s your plan?"
"When are you making your move?"
Su Xing held his phone, quickly sending two text messages to ask.
"The battle plan still needs to be finalized..."
"But the atmosphere in the organization has been getting more and more serious. I have a hunch that the descent of the Spirit Realm isn’t far off."
Su Yu paused. After a few seconds, he asked with some concern,
"Bro, do you think we can win?"
Hearing Su Yu’s words, Su Xing was silent for a long moment before typing back:
"Don’t worry, the Spiritual Sect can’t stir up any real trouble."
"You have so many teammates and seniors. They’ll all fight alongside you to repel the Spiritual Sect..."
"Besides, your big brother is pretty strong too. I don’t care if it’s a Spirit-whatever or a Realm-whatever, I’ll shatter it with a single slash."
"Yeah!"
"I’ve still got stuff to do. I’ll talk to you later when I’m back at the Sword Hall."
After Su Yu’s firm "Yeah,"
his voice vanished from Su Xing’s mind.
Su Xing gripped his phone in his right hand, his arm hanging loosely at his side. He leaned against the wall, eyes slightly narrowed as he stared at the Sword Hall’s ceiling, lost in thought.
He understood his brother’s worries.
The Spiritual Sect goons were already a handful for the special organization. The one in the Spirit Realm could only be stronger, perhaps to a ridiculous degree.
After all, he had lived for over five hundred years.
His power and realm were completely unpredictable.
But compared to Su Yu’s anxiety,
Su Xing’s thoughts were very simple.
’He’s powerful?’
’Then I just have to cut him down, right?!’
’If one slash doesn’t kill him, then I’ll use two, or three. If I can’t kill him now, I’ll just add some points and try again. If adding points still isn’t enough, then I’ll just keep adding more!!!’
As long as he dared to appear before Su Xing, Su Xing would do everything in his power to kill him, to make him fall completely beneath his blade!!!
The Priests and High Priests of the past met that fate, and the Vice Bishops, Bishops, Archbishops, and even "Him" of the future would also die by Su Xing’s sword.
Su Xing had always believed this.
He let out a breath.
Su Xing opened his eyes, exhaling lightly as he thought to himself:
’But before that, I need more Sword Dao Points. I need to become even stronger!’
A light blue system panel appeared before his eyes. Su Xing checked the current progress bar, then walked back into the training hall. He waved at Lu Anning and said:
"Lu, time for class. Today, I’ll teach you how to balance your breathing and stance in your Sword Techniques."
...
「2:45 AM.」
The inky black sky blanketed the earth. Not a single light was on; a single glance made it seem like the entire world was unconscious.
In Southern Cang City,
a sudden CLICK echoed from a room in a remote Sword Hall. Bright white light dispelled the heavy darkness, revealing a powerfully built man.
Su Xing turned on the light, locked the door, and then returned to his chair, plopping down into it.
He propped his chin up with his right hand, while his left hand tapped out a restless rhythm on the table. TAP. TAP. TAP. From time to time, he would stand up, circle the chair once, then slowly sit back down, only to repeat the sequence.
His constant fidgeting betrayed his excitement. His eyes were glued to the system panel, watching every jump of the progress bar.
He was just that desperate for an increase in power.
[Sword Saint Profession System]
[Absorbing energy (96%)]
[Sword Dao Points: Calculating]
"Finally..."
Su Xing let out a hot breath and rubbed his hands together vigorously.
He could feel his heart pounding like a powerful drum—THUMP, THUMP—as if it were making his blood race.
Su Xing knew very well,
that soon, he would become stronger once again.
Yesterday, after Su Yu returned, he had told Su Xing more about the organization’s upcoming plans.
This made Su Xing realize that while his own power was increasing rapidly, the level of the battles he faced was rising just as fast.
Although the Catastrophe High Priest wasn’t dead yet, Su Xing was certain that Tier Five opponents would come one after another. He had to become stronger to face the situations to come with ease.
Time trickled by. After about an hour, the system panel finally showed a reaction.
[Energy absorption complete. Fully converted to Sword Dao Points.]
[Sword Dao Points: 81]
"Finally done."
Su Xing murmured, his gaze falling on the Sword Dao Points column.
He had to admit, the Catastrophe High Priest was certainly generous. Last time, killing nearly ten Tier Three Sequencers had only netted him a little over forty Sword Dao Points.
But this time, just by taking care of one Catastrophe High Priest, he had gotten a full eighty-one Sword Dao Points. It was almost double the amount.
Su Xing suppressed his excitement.
He did a quick calculation and found that it would take seventy-two Sword Dao Points to advance "White Blade Stance" to Tier Four. Eighty-one points was just enough, allowing him to advance "White Blade Stance" directly to the next level.
At this thought, Su Xing didn’t hesitate for a second. The light blue system panel instantly materialized in his pupils.
[Sword Saint Profession System]
[Name: Su Xing]
[Age: 22]
[Profession: Swordsman, Sword Hall Coach]
[Sword Disciple: Lu Anning]
[Profession Skills: Myriad Swords Return to One lv1 (876/30,000), Mountain Breaker lv1 (532/30,000), White Blade Stance lv1 (3321/30,000), Spirit Sword lv1 (531/100,000), Flying Catkin lv1 (221/30,000), Sword Shatter lv1 (98/30,000), Star Pointer lv1 (178/30,000)]
[Sword Dao Points: 81]
The moment the system panel appeared,
Su Xing’s gaze swept over every sword skill under Profession Skills, finally stopping on "White Blade Stance."
He took a deep breath and said inwardly, ’System, add the points.’
The moment the thought formed in Su Xing’s mind, a confirmation panel popped up on the system interface in his pupils.
[Sword Saint Profession System]
[Sword Dao Points: 81]
[Add seventy-two Sword Dao Points to the Profession Skill "White Blade Stance"? Yes/No?]
Seeing the familiar panel pop up again, Su Xing showed no reaction, merely nodding faintly and thinking:
"Yes."
WHOOSH. Seventy-two Sword Dao Points instantly vanished from the Sword Saint Profession System.
Immediately after, the string of proficiency numbers following "White Blade Stance" on the system panel blurred, then shot up like a bungee cord snapping back, increasing by three or four hundred at a time!
One after another, system notifications appeared before Su Xing’s eyes.
[Your Profession Skill "White Blade Stance lv1" has been upgraded to "White Blade Stance lv2"]
[Your Profession Skill "White Blade Stance lv2" has been upgraded to "White Blade Stance lv3"]
[Your Profession Skill "White Blade Stance lv3" has been upgraded to "White Blade Stance lv4"]
[Your Profession Skill "White Blade Stance lv4" has been upgraded to "White Blade Stance lv5"]
[Your Profession Skill "White Blade Stance lv5" has been upgraded to "White Blade Stance lv6"]
[Your Profession Skill "White Blade Stance lv6" has advanced to "Qi Sword Stance lv1"]
[Profession Skill: Qi Sword Stance lv1 (1/100,000)]
After the dazzling flurry of notifications, Su Xing’s gaze fixed on the three words "Qi Sword Stance." He didn’t have time to consider what "Qi Sword Stance" was for; he immediately braced himself for the pain that was sure to follow.
After so many advancements,
he was more than familiar with the process.
Sure enough,
a violent flood of information bombed his mind, instantly shattering the seemingly indestructible world before his eyes.
In its place was a vast, boundless ocean, which he observed from a god’s-eye view.
Su Xing was an old hand at this, so after only a moment of disorientation, he regained his focus, his eyes fixed on the small figure on the island holding the Black Sword.
The small figure activated "White Blade Stance" again and again, slashing forward. At first, the white blade didn’t change, but after an unknown amount of time, two barely perceptible streams of air began to flow alongside the sword’s edge.
Again and again, day after day.
As the slashes grew more frequent, the currents of air around the blade multiplied, eventually enveloping the entire sword.
The small figure held the Black Sword horizontally and slashed!
A deep trench suddenly appeared in the vast ocean before him, bottomless, as if it had been torn in two by an invisible force!
The small figure slowly lowered the Black Sword. It glinted gold in the sunlight, but its specific form was unclear.
At this point, the Black Sword was completely shrouded in currents of air, its body and edge totally obscured. It was as if the small figure held a non-existent sword of air; only the faint flow of the currents proved the blade’s existence.
Su Xing’s pupils contracted sharply, and the real world solidified before his eyes once more.
’So this is Qi Sword Stance?’
