Duan Zhengchun transmigrates to Yin Zhiping

"Yes, it's me!"

"You must think I'm crazy."

Duan Zhengchun smiled and spoke calmly, but his eyes were incredibly firm.

"No, if someone else had said that, I would have thought they were crazy, but if you said it, I wouldn't think so!"

The Sword Demon shook his head, looking at Duan Zhengchun with a serious expression, without the slightest doubt about Duan Zhengchun's determination. Then he smiled and continued, "If you are willing to become my disciple, I will pass on all the knowledge I have learned in my life to you. With your talent, perhaps one day you will be able to surpass me."

"At that time, you will be the number one person in the world. I have not had a rival for a long time. You may become the next one."

Duan Zhengchun shook his head and said firmly, "No, I want to use my own martial arts. Since you were able to create your own unique martial arts and become invincible in the world, so can I!"

Upon hearing that Duan Zhengchun had such ambitions at such a young age, the Sword Demon's brows once again revealed a hint of admiration. After a moment of contemplation, he said earnestly, "The highest level of swordsmanship is to have no sword in hand and no sword in mind. The so-called 'no sword' means having no murderous intent in one's heart. Although one can kill, one is not fond of killing."

“Killing is not killing, and not killing is killing. Killing or not killing is just a matter of a single thought. You can choose to kill or not to kill. There is no need to be attached to it.”

"You'll understand these things gradually in the future. You're still young, and the world is vast for you to explore. When you finally understand the meaning of these words, that's when you'll be able to defeat me."

"The path I have walked is one that many others will walk, and so will you. But you are different from everyone else, and you will surely be able to forge your own path."

"To be honest, I'm already looking forward to it."

Finally, the Sword Demon carefully examined Duan Zhengchun, a meaningful smile appearing on his lips.

Duan Zhengchun lay on the cold ground, gazing at the starry sky above, the words of the Sword Demon echoing in his ears, as if he had suddenly understood something.

The ultimate person is selfless; the Sword Demon cultivates not only the realm of swordsmanship but also the realm of life itself. To roam freely in the world without relying on external things—this is an ideal state of being.

Whether a sword can cut through iron like mud or break easily, it is still just an external object. The highest level of swordsmanship is to have no moves and to have no sword.

Because there is no move that can break through his defenses, no sword that can strike him, and he himself can transform into a sword, there is no martial art in the world that he cannot understand or learn.

For him, there were no more secrets in the world of martial arts.

At that moment, he had an epiphany and gained a new understanding of Dongfang Yijian's sword intent!

The Sword Demon, who was looking at Duan Zhengchun with satisfaction, suddenly showed shock and disbelief.

He saw the sword intent in Duan Zhengchun's eyes!

He never expected that Duan Zhengchun, who was just lying on the ground, could comprehend the way of the sword and break through his realm with just a few words!

This kid is truly gifted!

He really didn't want to miss such a once-in-a-century genius, so he stood up, picked up Duan Zhengchun's sword, flicked his wrist, and the sword was drawn, instantly emitting a sharp sword cry!

He had not wielded a sword for over a hundred years, but tonight, for Duan Zhengchun, he picked it up once again!

"Kid! Watch closely!"

Immediately afterwards, the Sword Demon swung his longsword right in front of Duan Zhengchun, unleashing a torrent of sword energy that swept across the land like a dragon, reaching the pinnacle of power!

"Breaking Sword Style!"

With a long roar, the Sword Demon instantly transformed into a blur, his wrist flicking as he wielded his sword with lightning speed!

"Broken Blade Style!"

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"Broken Spear Style!"

...

After a long while, the Sword Demon finally sheathed his sword and stood up, looking at Duan Zhengchun with a serious expression. He said in a deep voice, "What I just demonstrated to you is my own creation, the superior sword technique, the Dugu Nine Swords!"

"There are nine forms in total, but they contain countless variations and can break through all martial arts in the world! How much you can comprehend from them depends on your own destiny!"

"Whether you're willing to become my disciple or not, I've already demonstrated everything to you. Who says that teaching martial arts requires a master-disciple relationship? I'll teach if I want to, and who can stop me?!"

At this moment, he felt happier than ever before, because he had met Duan Zhengchun, a man who was even more talented than he was back then and was destined for greatness!

Thus, he had no regrets in this life.

Duan Zhengchun had already sat up. Although he had said he would not become the Sword Demon's disciple, he was involuntarily attracted when the Sword Demon demonstrated the Dugu Nine Swords, and he was completely immersed in it!

He had deeply engraved those sword moves and sword intents in his mind. For a few moments, he almost felt that he had become the sword in the sword demon's hand, and the sword energy that crisscrossed the heavens and the earth!

If he held a sword in his hand, could he truly open the gates of heaven?!

This was the deepest question in Duan Zhengchun's heart; if it were true, it would be too far-fetched.

But he didn't ask the question; instead, he kept it buried in his heart, hoping to one day figure it out himself.

"Ten years from now, I'll still be here, and I'll settle this score with you!"

Duan Zhengchun turned to look at the Sword Demon with some excitement, a bright smile on his face, and said with a firm look in his eyes.

"Alright! Then I'll wait for you for ten years! At least during these ten years, I will not die!"

"I want to see how you stir up the winds and clouds in this world!"

The Sword Demon nodded, a smile appearing on his face, his expression one of satisfaction.

An old man and a young boy, one standing and one sitting, made a ten-year promise, and they were both looking forward to it.

"By the way, I still don't know your name."

The Sword Demon suddenly remembered something and slowly asked a question.

Duan Zhengchun stood up, clasped his hands in a respectful bow, and said, "Junior Yin Zhiping! Thank you for your guidance, senior!"

The Sword Demon silently recited it once, smiled and nodded, said nothing more, and leaped away, disappearing into the night in the blink of an eye.

Looking in the direction where the Sword Demon disappeared, Duan Zhengchun picked up his nicked sword, and with a change in his eyes, he thrust it out. Then he began to wield the sword in front of the campfire.

He did not use the Dugu Nine Swords or the Dongfang One Sword, but combined the two sword techniques into one. With the trembling of the sword, his momentum was like a rainbow!

...

Three days later.

Duan Zhengchun finally arrived at a remote town at the foot of Zixia Peak, called Jinsha Town.

He then found a house in town to settle down, and went to the town's cloth shop to buy a set of black casual clothes, preparing to sneak into the Vajra Sect at night.

The house belonged to an elderly couple who lived a hard life. So he bought the house for fifty taels of silver, which helped the elderly couple and also provided him with a decent place to hide.

After quickly tidying up a room for himself, Duan Zhengchun covered his head with a turban and went to town to buy a roast chicken and a gourd of wine. He also inquired about any spies from the Vajra Sect in town before returning to his house and sitting in the courtyard to eat.

After parting ways with the Sword Demon, he encountered more than one ambush on his way to Zixia Peak. If he was not mistaken, the Vajra Sect must have known he was coming and was already on high alert.

Even if Liu Chuxuan and the others are still alive, rescuing them will not be easy.

As he watched the sun gradually set in the west, Duan Zhengchun frowned slightly. It was getting dark, and he needed to get a good night's sleep to recover his strength and energy.

In his sleep, Duan Zhengchun suddenly heard a faint sound of a window frame being pried open, so he opened his eyes abruptly and immediately looked out the window.

"aim..."

It turned out to be a black wildcat with glowing green eyes. After waking Duan Zhengchun, it was so frightened that it ran away in a flash.

However, Duan Zhengchun couldn't help but frown slightly, a vague sense of foreboding creeping into his heart.

A stray cat breaking in at night is bad luck!

Seeing that it was almost time, Duan Zhengchun changed into the black casual clothes he had just bought, picked up the sword on the table, quietly left the room, leaped onto the roof, and quickly headed towards Zixia Peak.

To conceal his whereabouts, he had to walk.

...

Midnight (11:00-11:00).

At the summit of Zixia Peak, a large ancient temple sits nestled among the mountains and forests, surrounded by cliffs on three sides, making it easy to defend and difficult to attack.

As night deepened, the ancient temple was almost completely dark, and there was hardly anyone in sight; it was eerily quiet...