Zhu Xian: The way of heaven collapses, and I only have one sword!

Chapter 13 The eighth level of Yuqing Realm, one sword freezes fourteen states!

Night fell once again, and Xiaozhu Peak was hushed and silent, broken only by the occasional chirping of insects. Lu Xueqi sat by the bed, gently stroking the Tianya Sword, her mind reeling from the image of Chen Qiye: his graceful swordsmanship, his confident smile, and that slightly cunning look.

"What's wrong with me?" Lu Xueqi whispered to herself, trying to calm herself down, but everything about Chen Qiye was like an lingering phantom, flashing through her mind again and again.

Elsewhere, after leaving Xiaozhu Peak, Chen Qiye didn't return directly to Tongtian Peak. Instead, he found a quiet spot and sat cross-legged. He planned to use this rare moment of solitude to incorporate the refined "Moon Sunset, Flower Dawn" into the "General Outline of the Sword Dao."

"The General Principles of Kendo" is like a melting pot that can integrate various exquisite sword moves and sublimate them to a higher level. At the same time, it can also add his unique sword intent to the moves.

Chen Qiye immersed himself in the world of kendo, devoting himself to integrating "Moon Dusk, Flower Dawn" into the "General Principles of Kendo." His consciousness seemed connected to the heavens and earth, and every breath was accompanied by the surge of spiritual energy around him. As he continued to practice, the sword moves of "Moon Dusk, Flower Dawn" gradually underwent miraculous transformations within the framework of the "General Principles of Kendo." The already brilliant peach blossom sword energy, enhanced by the unique sword intent, became even purer and more powerful, and each peach blossom became more than just a symbol of beauty.

"Xiao Qiye, break through to the eighth level. There is nothing more that can be cut in the Void Slashing Dao." The voice of Sword Mother sounded softly in Chen Qiye's sea of ​​consciousness.

Chen Qiye heard Sword Mother's gentle yet powerful voice, took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and sank his consciousness into his body, carefully exploring the location of his upper dantian. With the powerful aid of his innate sword-wielding sacred body, his perception of himself became more acute than ever, as if every inch of his meridians and every cell were under his control.

As his mind delved deeper, the outline of his upper dantian gradually emerged in his consciousness. It was a space deep between his eyebrows, shrouded in a faint mist, exuding a mysterious aura.

Just as Chen Qiye's spiritual consciousness touched the fog, a powerful repulsive force surged over, as if to completely crush his consciousness.

"Stop making noise! ​​This is my body, and I'm the one in control!"

Chen Qiye roared, his supreme sword intent surging like a raging wave, crashing fiercely into the repulsive force. The mist enveloping his dantian surged violently, as if being wantonly stirred by an invisible hand.

During this fierce collision, waves of excruciating pain shot through Chen Qiye's soul, as if thousands of steel needles were piercing him simultaneously. As he continued to exert force, cracks began to appear in the mist, revealing a faint glow. With each crack, the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth converged even more frantically toward Chen Qiye, forming a massive vortex of spiritual energy. Within the vortex, spiritual energy surged into his body like a turbulent stream, further strengthening his strength to resist the repulsive force.

"Open it for me!"

With Chen Qiye's earth-shattering roar, the mist enveloping his upper dantian shattered, and a dazzling light burst forth from it. At the same moment, the Tai Chi essence within his body also became quite spiritual.

"Qi Ye, according to my estimation, you can directly open more than fifty acupoints around your body." Jian Ma's voice sounded faintly.

"More than fifty acupoints are enough." Chen Qiye felt the surging power in his upper dantian, and a confident arc appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He did not slack off at all. With the help of this tremendous force, he quickly guided the Tai Chi true energy in his body and the influx of spiritual energy from heaven and earth, rushing towards the acupoints around his body.

Under the influence of spiritual energy, acupuncture points were opened one after another. Every time a point was opened, Chen Qiye could feel the spiritual power of the Tai Chi essence in his body become stronger.

At this moment, Lu Xueqi, far away at Xiaozhu Peak, suddenly felt a stirring in her heart. She looked in the direction Chen Qiye had left. There, a faint light flickered, and the spiritual energy surged with unusual intensity. "Is he experiencing a breakthrough?" Lu Xueqi muttered to herself, a flicker of worry in her eyes, but more of a curiosity and anticipation. She stood up, the Tianya Sword trembling gently in her hand, as if sensing the inner turmoil of its master.

Chen Qiye had successfully opened over fifty acupoints throughout his body. He estimated that a complete opening of all the acupoints would take at least half a year. After successfully opening over fifty acupoints, he now exuded a powerful aura, a qualitative change brought on by his increased strength.

Feeling the surging power within him, Chen Qiye didn't rush to get up. Instead, he calmed down and carefully comprehended the changes brought about by this new breakthrough. The path of cultivation is like sailing against the current; if you don't advance, you will retreat.

"Xu Zhan Dao!" Chen Qiye shouted softly and started to practice the Xu Zhan Dao technique.

In his perception, the power within him resembled a dense forest, lush yet chaotic and disorderly. And the Void Slashing Dao was like a sharp divine axe, meticulously pruning this "forest."

The divine axe swung, each strike with unparalleled precision, severing those superfluous "branches" that hindered the smooth flow of power. The chaotic aura generated by the breakthrough was quickly sorted out and purified under the influence of the Void Slashing Dao.

The once violent Tai Chi essence now became gentle and mellow, flowing happily through his meridians. Each movement brought Chen Qiye a sense of comfort, a feeling of complete transformation. As the Void Slashing Dao continued to operate, Chen Qiye's aura became increasingly condensed, and a faint golden light shimmered beneath his skin.

"It feels great to have a solid foundation in Taoism. It's time to start designing a set of peerless sword skills for Senior Sister Lu." Chen Qiye whispered, slowly opening his eyes. A flash of golden light appeared in his eyes, and then it was replaced by clarity and sharpness.

"Xiao Qiye, isn't it because you lost that you designed sword skills for that woman?" Sword Mother looked at Chen Qiye in confusion.

"Because I will definitely win the Seven Clans Martial Arts Competition, this set of sword skills can be regarded as a token of love given to her in advance." Chen Qiye's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a confident and somewhat gentle smile.

"Then let's name this move 'One Sword Frosts Fourteen States'!" After deciding on the name, Chen Qiye immediately began to think about the details of the sword technique in his mind.

In the process of deducing sword skills, Chen Qiye constantly tried to incorporate the essence of swordsmanship that he had comprehended into it. He incorporated the concepts of "General Principles of Swordsmanship", the sharp and domineering sword intent, and his own unique control over the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the conception of "One Sword Frosts Fourteen States".

At this moment, Chen Qiye's consciousness was immersed in an illusory world where sword shadows and spiritual energy were intertwined. His divine consciousness turned into an invisible sword, constantly slashing and swinging in this world, trying out various combinations and variations of sword moves.

The icy air, wrapped in a sharp sword intent, resembled a winter snowstorm, fluttering and suffusing with deadly intent. Driven by this sword intent, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, as if drawn by invisible hands, rapidly converged before Chen Qiye. He attempted to compress and condense this spiritual energy, transforming it into a sword energy imbued with boundless power.

As Chen Qiye's deduction deepened, the sword energy began to undergo a miraculous transformation. No longer a simple condensation of power, it possessed a form and will of its own. Within the sword energy, the phantoms of fourteen prefectures faintly emerged, each emanating a unique aura, some majestic, some elegant, some ancient, and some mysterious.

"These fourteen phantoms of provincial capitals are the fourteen variations of this sword," Chen Qiye thought to himself. "Each variation can be adjusted according to the opponent's moves and aura, making it impossible for the opponent to defend against it."

Chen Qiye continued to deduced the move, incorporating his profound understanding of speed, power, and angles. With his tireless efforts, the prototype of "One Sword Frosts Fourteen States" gradually took shape. This single strike embodied all his understanding and dedication to the art of swordsmanship. Once unleashed, it would surely astound the entire Qingyun Sect, and indeed the entire cultivation world.

(End of this chapter)