Cultivation Begins with Skill Points-Chapter 240: Rage Dragon Gorge

"Zhong Lin, you... have you comprehended twenty percent of Sword Intent?" Chen Jia asked tremblingly.

Zhong Lin opened his palm, and a strand of Sword Qi moved like a swimming dragon at his fingertips.

"If ’Sword Qi Transformation’ is a manifestation of comprehending twenty percent Sword Intent, then I suppose it is."

Zhong Lin flicked his finger, and the Sword Qi shot out from his hand, accompanied by a muffled sound. A thumb-sized hole was pierced through the ground tile beneath his feet, unfathomably deep.

Zhong Lin could achieve this with his own Spiritual Origin, but never with such ease and precision.

After comprehending twenty percent Sword Intent, although his cultivation did not increase at all, Zhong Lin could feel that his combat strength had greatly improved compared to before, and in battle, he could easily suppress his previous self.

This is the power of Sword Intent.

"Master, why are you looking at me like that?"

At this moment, Chen Jia looked at Zhong Lin as if he were a monster, feeling an urge to dissect Zhong Lin to see whether he was a human or a beast inside.

"When I traveled the Eastern Desolate, I heard of a kind of person born with an Innate Sword Body, a genius in sword practice. Any swordsmanship in their hands would turn decay into marvel, comprehending Sword Intent as easily as drinking water."

Chen Jia looked at Zhong Lin with a shiver, wishing he could peel back Zhong Lin’s skin to see what was so different about his bones.

Zhong Lin laughed heartily and said, "Master, you overthink it. I’m just an ordinary person, no Innate Sword Body—perhaps just a little more perceptive than others."

Chen Jia took a deep breath, suppressing the tremor in his heart. He understood this without Zhong Lin having to say it; he had long since investigated and found nothing special about Zhong Lin.

Yet the more it was like this, the more he felt Zhong Lin was monstrous.

"Master, do you have any other sword martial skills in your hand?"

"Don’t even think about it, there’s none. Ever since I obtained the Sunset Sword Technique, I’ve been delving into its mysteries. How could I care for other sword skills?"

Chen Jia waved his hand, knowing full well what Zhong Lin was thinking.

Zhong Lin, upon hearing this, showed a look of regret but could understand. Chen Jia wasn’t some sword Dao genius, nor did he have a system; just comprehending the Sunset Sword Technique was time-consuming enough without looking down on other lower-grade sword martial skills.

"But..."

Suddenly, Chen Jia shifted the topic and continued, "A thousand years ago, I had a friend named Seven Luminaries Sword Monarch. This person practiced an Earth Level Top Grade sword technique. If you could find where his cave residence was, you might have some chance."

"Seven Luminaries Sword Monarch?"

Zhong Lin was taken aback at these words, feeling the name somewhat familiar.

"Master, is the Seven Luminaries Sword Monarch you mention that sword Dao master who, a thousand years ago, with Yunling Realm cultivation, slashed a Xuandan Sea Beast?"

Recently, Zhong Lin had been collecting sword martial skills and naturally knew something about the supreme swordsman from a thousand years ago who defied higher realms in battle. It’s said this person practiced a martial arts skill called the ’Seven Luminaries Great Freedom Sword Scripture.’ With a sword in hand, he could slay ghosts and gods, unrivaled in the same realm, and even crossed a realm to slaughter a Xuandan Realm Sea Beast, a feat unmatched at the time.

Unfortunately, he suddenly disappeared, his whereabouts unknown.

Some say he has already attained Nirvana; others say he went to the Eastern Sword Domain.

In any case, opinions were divided.

"Yes, that’s him. I fought him once back in the day, and we were not strangers." Chen Jia said.

"Then he..."

Chen Jia glanced at Zhong Lin, "I know what you want to ask. Many people know he slashed a Xuandan Sea Beast with Yunling Realm cultivation. Humph! It was practically suicidal. The might of the Xuandan Realm cannot be imagined without stepping into it. That Xuandan Sea Beast had already been gravely injured, otherwise, he wouldn’t have gotten the advantage. Even so, he burned his soul to unleash his strongest strike, damaging his foundation, and ultimately achieved Nirvana."

"So he really did die!" Zhong Lin sighed as he spoke.

"Dead as can be. I didn’t get the news long before I met with misfortune myself, so I didn’t get to see him one last time. But back then, I once visited his cave residence as a guest. If the Seven Luminaries Great Freedom Sword Scripture still exists, it’s most likely in his cave residence."

Upon hearing this, Zhong Lin was overjoyed and excitedly said, "Where is his cave residence? Let’s go see quickly."

An Earth Level Top Grade martial skill, and a sword martial skill at that, if revealed, would be enough to incite the entire Luoxing Island martial artists into a frenzy, causing a storm of bloodshed.

Moreover, now that Zhong Lin understood the potential and power of Sword Intent, how could he be willing to miss out?

Without stopping, he went directly in search under Chen Jia’s guidance.

Using the Mirage Pearl to conceal his figure, Zhong Lin transformed into a stream of light, flying towards the direction of the sea.

Zhong Lin was an Inner Sect Elder of the Purple Cloud Sect, a Fifth Grade Alchemist; no one dared to stop him as he came and went freely, at most merely curious.

Flying all the way towards the sea, in just half a day, Zhong Lin sensed the surging water qi ahead, the air incredibly moist and sticky with water qi, even carrying a salty fishy smell in the wind.

After crossing a mountain ridge, the vast sea appeared in front of him, the waves rolling endlessly to the horizon, with no one knowing how far it extended, how many secrets it held, or what perils lay within.

As he entered the sea, Zhong Lin’s flying speed immediately slowed, no longer racing like before, and he even restrained his aura.

There were islands in the sea, though smaller, incomparable to the Luoxing Island; some martial artists were among them, including some strong ones.

While the overall strength might not match that of some sect disciples, there were always exceptions. More significantly, the disputes among loose cultivator martial artists here were fiercer, with ceaseless killing and competition, as everyone fought over resources, secret manuals, and cultivation techniques, making the people here wilder and more ruthless in their struggles.

Some loose cultivator experts had no rules or legal restraints and acted as they pleased. Here, who you are, your status, and your background matter little. As long as benefits are at stake, they kill and rob immediately, fleeing and hiding away.

At sea, apart from being wary of sea beasts and various natural disasters like storms, one must especially beware of these loose cultivators.

Zhong Lin encountered many martial artists along the way, but upon seeing him flying, they immediately avoided him, not daring to challenge his presence since flight is a hallmark of the Spirit Sea Realm.

On this Luoxing Island, where most are of the Innate Realm, the Spirit Sea Realm is undoubtedly considered a master.

Flying several thousand miles under Chen Jia’s guidance, turning east and west, he finally arrived over a gorge.

Spiritual Origin gathered in his eyes and expanded, and instantly the distant scenery was clear to see.

Over the sea, a long gorge stretched out, shrouded in black mist, its length and twists unknown. The surrounding reefs were menacing, the treacherous shoals dense, impassable by birds, uninhabitable for fish.

Zhong Lin frowned slightly, looking at the kill-infused, menacing gorge before him, "What a perilous place."

"This place is called Wrathful Dragon Gorge, where sea currents surge like an angry dragon. Martial artists below the Spirit Sea Realm entering it are seeking death. Without the correct route, there’s simply no way in," Chen Jia said.