Quick Travel: Passing Through the Bloody World

Pei Yu specialized in spiritual power, and the outside world had only rumors about what level his cultivation had reached.

On the back mountain of Wangshu Peak, a young man dressed in tight clothes was wielding the Heaven-Slaying Sword in his hand with great vigor.

The sound of the blade breaking through the air was like thunder.

Bai Shenyi accumulated spiritual power in his palm, which turned into air waves that wrapped around the long sword.

Boom!

After a muffled sound, the huge rock ten meters in front of him was split in half.

"This sword strike can bring out 70% of your strength."

Bai Shenyi suddenly stopped what he was doing, turned around in surprise and said, "Master, you're here!"

Behind Pei Yu was the bright sky of Wangshu Peak.

Today Pei Yu did not wear the elder's uniform, but a navy blue suit that made him move neatly. The silver belt around his waist made him look tall and long-legged, with perfect proportions.

Even the temperament of an elder who had been in a high position for a long time was weakened a lot.

Pei Yu often dressed like this when he was instructing Bai Shenyi in physical training.

However, as Bai Shenyi began to refine his spiritual power and improve his cultivation, he had fewer opportunities to practice martial arts.

"The wound is smooth and neat, showing improvement."

Pei Yu stepped over from the rubble and stood in front of Bai Shenyi.

Bai Shenyi's face was still covered with sweat. When he saw Pei Yu, he immediately asked with sparkling eyes: "Master, what are my shortcomings?"

Seeing the young man's excited look, Pei Yu took out his handkerchief to wipe his sweat.

"Master, I can do it myself..."

Bai Shenyi raised his hands as he spoke, only to find that his hands were covered with dust left by flying sand and rocks.

Bai Shenyi: "..."

Pei Yu held out his hand: "Do you still want to wipe it yourself?"

Bai Shenyi shook his head: "Master, wipe it for me."

Pei Yu watched the young man push his face in front of him, close his eyes and wait for Pei Yu to wipe it with the handkerchief.

Pei Yu carefully wiped the sweat beads on Bai Shenyi's face with a handkerchief.

When he was halfway through wiping, Pei Yu still smiled and asked, "Disciple, how many handkerchiefs have you taken from Master?"

"I was too rough, and after practicing, I was covered in dirt. My master brought a handkerchief to wipe me, and I took away a lot of dirt without realizing it."

Pei Yu's handkerchief, which was used to wipe Bai Shenyi's sweat, fluttered to his chin, and Bai Shenyi suddenly opened his eyes.

At a close distance, the only clear reflection in the young man's eyes was Pei Yu.

Pei Yu paused, his eyes dimmed.

Bai Shenyi stared at every detail of Pei Yu's expression, and naturally he saw every little change in his facial expression clearly.

His heart was pounding in his chest, and the suppressed emotions threatened to consume him completely.

"Master, have you wiped it clean?" Bai Shenyi asked.

"No."

Pei Yu stroked Bai Shenyi's cheek with his fingertips and said, "Maybe it can't be wiped clean."

In his eyes was Bai Shenyi's face, dyed with the warm colors of the sunset.

Bai Shenyi washed the dust off his face and came back wearing new clothes.

Pei Yu saw Bai Shenyi and rushed over in a hurry.

"Master, are you looking at Zhan Tian?"

Bai Shenyi asked when he saw Pei Yu holding the Heaven-Slaying Sword in his hand and examining it.

Pei Yu has a high level of cultivation, and he specializes in spiritual power.

Except for the time in Yancheng when Pei Yu changed his appearance and name, Bai Shenyi had almost never seen Pei Yu use weapons again.

Pei Yu: "I told you that your sword strike just now could unleash 70% of your strength."

Bai Shenyi: "Master, I have seen ancient books describing immortal methods that can achieve the unity of man and weapon. The strength exerted in this way can even exceed one's own strength."

It's just that he has never seen it before.

"Want to know?" Pei Yu asked.

Bai Shenyi nodded.

The next moment, a strong wind suddenly blew up from the ground.

Bai Shenyi was shocked by the powerful spiritual power and took three steps back.

By the time he put down his arm that was blocking his spiritual power, Pei Yu's figure had disappeared in front of him.

Only the Heaven-Slaying Sword remained at the center of the storm.

Under the impact of such spiritual power, the Heaven-Slaying Sword itself was still struggling and vibrating restlessly.

The blade kept humming, as if wailing.

Bai Shenyi: "..."

He was sure that Pei Yu was pulling out the knife.

If Zhan Tian Dao is smart, it would be better for him to be honest.

Sure enough, after he communicated this idea to Zhan Tian Dao, Zhan Tian Dao struggled even more violently, showing a posture of refusing to surrender.

However, this spirit of refusing to surrender even in death did not last long. The light around the Heaven-Slaying Sword suddenly changed, and the buzzing sound disappeared, leaving only Pei Yu's spiritual power entangled.

After a crisp sound, strands of crystal blue appeared in the center of the wind and clouds.

Pei Yu’s phantom appeared above the Heaven-Slaying Sword.

Bai Shenyi raised his head and said, "Master!"

"Where do you want to cut?"

Pei Yu's phantom suddenly spoke.

Bai Shenyi was stunned: "Ah?"

Pei Yu: "Pick the one you want to chop."

Bai Shenyi thought for a moment and said, "Then let's go with Elder Tan's sacred fruit tree. Senior Brother Sao wanted to give it to me when he lost the bet last time, but Elder Tan didn't acknowledge it."

At the Immortal Sect election, Tian Nuanyu lost the bet and gave him the holy fruit tree in exchange. However, he found out later that the holy fruit tree actually belonged to the second elder, Tan Qingping.

The master and the disciple are both shameless.

Pei Yu nodded: "Okay."

He waved his hand, and an illusion mirror appeared in front of Bai Shenyi.

"Look carefully."

The Heaven-Slaying Sword pierced through the sky and headed straight for the residence of the second elder, Tan Qingping.

After a stick of incense.

A sacred fruit tree that reached the sky appeared on the back mountain of Wangshu Peak.

The second elder Tan Qingping's curses were still clearly audible in the illusion mirror: "Pei Yu! You shameless bastard! My disciple lost, what do you care about me! Take him to Wangshu Peak, don't dig up my trees!!"

Pei Yu took back the illusion mirror, and his illusion gradually became clearer.

The Heaven-Slaying Sword trembled as it fell into Pei Yu's hand, and Pei Yu handed it to Bai Shenyi.

Pei Yu: "Did you see clearly?"

Bai Shenyi nodded: "I see clearly."

Resonate with the weapon, unite your mind and thoughts, and become one.

It’s just that Pei Yu’s way of resonating is a bit simple and crude.

Bai Shenyi looked at the Heaven-Slaying Sword in his hand and felt that it was a little dead.

"Master, I just threw it to you to command, it won't... hold a grudge, right?"

Pei Yu raised his eyebrows: "No, it doesn't dare."

If the blade has spirit, it has wisdom.

Pei Yu had just given Bai Shenyi such a loving education, and now that the Heaven-Slaying Sword is back in Bai Shenyi's hands, he will only realize how good his master is.

Sure enough, the Heaven-Slaying Sword recovered soon and became even closer to Bai Shenyi than before.

Bai Shenyi held the Heaven-Slaying Sword and looked at Pei Yu: "Master, let me pick some holy fruits from the tree for you."

He pushed off his feet and climbed onto the branches of the holy fruit tree.

Pei Yu was under the tall sacred fruit tree and could only see Bai Shenyi's moving figure among the lush branches and leaves.

The young man grabbed the branches and shouted to Pei Yu: "Master, you caught them! I will shake them down now!"

His voice was filled with joy.

Pei Yu's palm spiritual power emerged, and he also responded loudly: "Okay."