Cultivation: Start From Simplifying Martial Arts Techniques

Dai Fangxuan’s eyes were filled with excitement. He had expected to wait for a few more days, considering that Chen Fei had only arrived in the Black City District yesterday. Most people who came to the Black City District would stay for at least a few days.

They had already endured and waited for nearly three years. Waiting for a few more days was not a problem for Dai Fangxuan, but being able to kill Chen Fei shortly was even more wonderful.

It would be best if Chen Fei were severely injured and on the brink of death. Then Dai Fangxuan would have enough time to manipulate Chen Fei. Allowing Chen Fei to die so easily would not alleviate the three years of suffering.

However, Dai Fangxuan did not make this request to Miao Qisheng. After all, he was seeking help from Miao Qisheng, which was already a significant favor. Talking too much would not be appropriate.

Nevertheless, Dai Fangxuan had mentioned earlier that Chen Fei had a strong physique and possessed a profound technique. This was not only to attract Miao Qisheng to take action but also to intentionally spare Chen Fei’s life.

After all, if Chen Fei didn’t have any cultivation techniques on him, they would have to interrogate him and extract the techniques. Once the techniques were obtained, Miao Qisheng probably wouldn’t care whether Chen Fei lived or died.

At that point, Chen Fei’s life or death would be entirely in Dai Fangxuan’s hands.

Thinking about this, a mixture of excitement and coldness filled Dai Fangxuan’s eyes. Various forms of torture had already passed through Dai Fangxuan’s mind.

In contrast to Dai Fangxuan’s excitement, Miao Qisheng appeared quite calm.

For Miao Qisheng, it was simply a matter of leaving the city and killing an Aperture tempering realm early-stage cultivator.

As an elder of the Rain Pavilion, Miao Qisheng occasionally had tasks, and the vast majority of them involved eliminating early-stage Aperture tempering realm cultivators. While most were independent cultivators, there were also some from sects among them.

Even in the past few years, Miao Qisheng once killed an Aperture tempering realm mid-stage cultivator.

Fighting against cultivators of the same level inevitably led to some injuries, but in that battle, Miao Qisheng emerged unscathed, easily defeating the Aperture tempering realm mid-stage cultivator.

This performance astonished the entire Rain Pavilion at the time and firmly established Miao Qisheng’s reputation.

Compared to other Aperture tempering realm cultivators, Chen Fei might have the background of the Primordial Sword Sect, which was relatively powerful. After all, with two Aperture tempering realm late-stage experts in the sect, it had considerable strength.

However, setting aside the Primordial Sword Sect’s background, Chen Fei was just an Aperture tempering realm early-stage cultivator who had only broken through three years ago. While his talent was high, it couldn’t hide the fact that he had limited experience due to his short cultivation time.

The area around the Black City District was a lawless zone where many people had died. Adding one more person like Chen Fei wouldn’t cause any ripples.

“His agility is impressive; he must have noticed us. Quite vigilant,” Miao Qisheng sensed Chen Fei’s presence and chuckled softly.

“Then let’s catch up quickly and not let him escape!” Dai Fangxuan said with some nervousness.

At this point, if Chen Fei managed to escape, who knew when they would have another opportunity like this? Dai Fangxuan couldn’t help but feel anxious.

“Don’t worry, he won’t get away!”

Miao Qisheng grabbed Dai Fangxuan’s shoulder, and with a flicker, his figure turned into a blur and disappeared from the spot.

As an assassin organization, the Rain Pavilion had its unique traditions, with agility being one of the aspects they highly valued. Being an elder of the Rain Pavilion, Miao Qisheng naturally excelled in agility.

It could even be said that Miao Qisheng’s agility surpassed that of the majority of Aperture tempering realm mid-stage cultivators. Therefore, Miao Qisheng never worried that Chen Fei could escape.

As prey, no one could escape Miao Qisheng’s grasp.

In less than fifteen minutes, spanning dozens of miles, Dai Fangxuan finally spotted Chen Fei’s figure ahead.

Miao Qisheng suddenly accelerated, covering the remaining few hundred steps and blocking Chen Fei’s path.

Dai Fangxuan had expected to see a fearful expression on Chen Fei’s face. After all, being chased by two Aperture tempering realm cultivators, one of whom clearly had the aura of the mid-stage, would terrify most Aperture tempering realm early-stage cultivators.

But Dai Fangxuan found that Chen Fei’s expression was extraordinarily calm, and there was no sign of panic in his eyes.

Miao Qisheng, too, looked at Chen Fei with some surprise. After killing so many people, Chen Fei appeared to be the calmest one. Was it because of his connection to the Primordial Sword Sect?

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So, it’s you,” Chen Fei said as he looked at Dai Fangxuan, his expression somewhat enlightened.

As soon as he left the Black City District, Chen Fei felt that someone had locked onto him, and later, he sensed two auras chasing him. One was entirely unfamiliar, while the other seemed somewhat familiar, but he couldn’t recall who it was.

Now, seeing Dai Fangxuan’s appearance, Chen Fei finally remembered.

When it came to defeated opponents, Chen Fei usually didn’t bother to expend energy remembering their auras.

“You don’t seem to be afraid at all. Is someone here to assist you?” Miao Qisheng glanced around. This place was desolate and hardly frequented by anyone. Miao Qisheng hadn’t sensed the presence of any other Aperture tempering realm cultivators, but seeing Chen Fei’s demeanor made him suspicious and slightly more cautious.

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No need to look around; there’s no one else here,” Chen Fei said with a smile.

“Putting on an act, Elder Miao, please take him down!” Dai Fangxuan, watching Chen Fei’s expression, felt a surge of anger. They clearly had the absolute advantage, yet Chen Fei’s behavior made Dai Fangxuan wish he could tear Chen Fei apart.

Miao Qisheng remained silent. Suddenly, a hint of sword intent flashed in his gaze as he directed it straight at Chen Fei’s spiritual consciousness.

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Hu!

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Chen Fei’s hair floated backward without any wind, drifting upwards. Chen Fei looked at Miao Qisheng with some surprise. This sword intent was extremely sharp.

For other Aperture tempering realm early-stage cultivators, if this sword intent were to strike their spiritual consciousness, it would undoubtedly cause severe damage and a significant loss of strength. Even Aperture tempering realm mid-stage cultivators would have their spiritual consciousness affected.

Judging by this sword intent, Miao Qisheng’s spiritual consciousness was quite powerful, approaching the peak of the Aperture tempering realm mid-stage.

But for Chen Fei, this sword intent was far from being able to harm him.

Chen Fei’s total spiritual consciousness power, in the mid-stage of the Aperture tempering realm, wasn’t exceptionally high. Currently, he controlled sixty acupoints, which was even weaker than Miao Qisheng by quite a bit.

However, within Chen Fei’s sea of consciousness, the Thousand Thread Technique and the Suppressing Dragon Elephant Technique continued to operate. Even if this sword intent could tear through the Thousand Thread Technique, it was absolutely impossible to breach the defense of the Suppressing Dragon Elephant Technique.

“Hmm?”

Chen Fei remained unscathed, causing Miao Qisheng’s eyes to narrow, and a sense of foreboding arose within him.

This sword intent attack had always been one of Miao Qisheng’s key tactics for victory, and his advantage in this aspect was very clear compared to other Aperture tempering realm mid-stage cultivators.

Back when he could kill another Aperture tempering realm mid-stage cultivator without a scratch, Miao Qisheng had relied on this.

In his daily encounters with Aperture tempering realm early-stage cultivators that needed to be eliminated, Miao Qisheng would always start by cutting off their sword intent, then proceed with the attack, effortlessly and at ease. Over the years, Miao Qisheng had never failed.

Although some Aperture tempering realm cultivators had exceptional spiritual consciousness cultivation and could resist for a brief moment, none had ever been as calm as Chen Fei.

When that sword intent struck Chen Fei’s sea of consciousness, it was like a river merging into the sea, and Miao Qisheng immediately lost his connection.

“Your sword intent is quite impressive, but I also have a move. Please appreciate it!” Chen Fei smiled slightly. The Godslayer Sword trembled intensely, and in the next moment, a sense of slaughter enveloped both Miao Qisheng and Dai Fangxuan.

Dai Fangxuan suddenly felt his sea of consciousness go blank, losing his perception of the surroundings. In the next moment, an intense pain swept through his entire head, as if someone had split it directly in half.

Dai Fangxuan instinctively clutched his head, and after a momentary pause, he realized where he was now. He quickly opened his eyes and found that he had somehow slumped to the ground.

In Dai Fangxuan’s mind, the overwhelmingly powerful Miao Qisheng was now raising his sword to block Chen Fei’s attack.

Dai Fangxuan stared at Chen Fei, and in a daze, he felt like he was witnessing a colossal giant, roaring to the heavens, an unparalleled and terrifying aura filling the surroundings.

Unstoppable. Anyone who tries to stop it will perish!

This made Dai Fangxuan suddenly recall that night three years ago. It was the same sense of being unable to resist, but this time, it wasn’t him facing it; it was Miao Qisheng.

Yet, the result seemed to have remained unchanged. Miao Qisheng couldn’t block this strike either.

It had only been three years, so how could Chen Fei have such astonishing changes in strength? Just like three years ago, when Chen Fei had just broken through, why did he possess such exaggerated combat power, reducing him to a wretched state?

Suddenly, Dai Fangxuan sensed something amiss. Chen Fei’s aura wasn’t that of an Aperture tempering realm early-stage cultivator; it was that of an Aperture tempering realm mid-stage cultivator.

Chen Fei had disguised himself! He had suppressed his aura to the level of an Aperture tempering realm early-stage cultivator.

But neither Dai Fangxuan nor Miao Qisheng had ever doubted whether Chen Fei’s aura was genuine. After all, it had only been three years, and no matter how talented Chen Fei was, it was impossible for him to reach the mid-stage of the Aperture tempering realm.

Yet now, this utterly impossible feat was glaringly evident before Dai Fangxuan’s eyes.

“Boom!”

The deafening explosion snapped Dai Fangxuan back to reality. He watched in horror as Miao Qisheng, with his own sword, had smashed him, causing him to spew blood from his mouth. Dai Fangxuan even heard the sound of Miao Qisheng’s ribs breaking.

It wasn’t just the ribs; at this moment, his internal organs must have been ruthlessly crushed by the tremendous force.

Miao Qisheng didn’t turn into a pile of flesh on the spot, thanks to his body that had been tempered countless times as an Aperture tempering realm mid-stage cultivator. It had saved his life.

But being injured to this extent by a single sword strike, could his mid-stage Aperture tempering realm physique save him multiple times?

A sense of terror instantly climbed up Dai Fangxuan’s heart. Whether it was the injury to his spirit or the realization of his dire situation, Dai Fangxuan had become somewhat belated in his awareness.

Now, at this moment, Dai Fangxuan finally realized that he was on the brink of death.

The fear of death flooded Dai Fangxuan’s mind, overwhelming even the pain of his spirit being torn apart.

Dai Fangxuan didn’t want to die, just like that one time three years ago when he clung to life and fought to escape. Death would mean the end of everything. Survival still held countless possibilities.

However, now, how could he go on living?