Sword Sovereign of the Celestial Emperor-Chapter 39, Closed-door Cultivation Insight (Please Recommend, Please Favorite)

"You are impressive. With your potential and talent, it won’t be hard to make a name for yourself in the martial world. Perhaps one day you can stand on equal footing with the geniuses of other sects and bring glory to our Cyan Yang Sect!"

The gray-robed Elder glanced at Chu Ming and said appreciatively.

Upon hearing this, Chu Ming cupped his fists and replied, "Elder, you flatter me!"

"Whether it’s flattery or not doesn’t matter. Everything relies on your own effort. No matter how high your talent, your achievements will be limited without hard work. Over the years, I’ve seen many unknown disciples rise to prominence and many astonishingly talented ones fade away. I hope you won’t be the next to fall." The gray-robed Elder said calmly, then closed his eyes and stood quietly. Chu Ming wisely took his leave.

Since he had already passed the Cyan Yang Tower, there was no need to stay any longer. After saying goodbye to Hong Yun and Red Moon, Chu Ming left the Cyan Yang Tower.

Not long after Chu Ming left the Cyan Yang Tower, a white-robed figure with a flowing robe and pure aura appeared in the Central Square. The sect disciples stepped aside one after another, showing expressions of awe and reverence, and the square fell silent.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I didn’t expect Senior Brother Liao Wu to come today. This is going to be interesting."

"Senior Brother Zhang Quan entering the top three must have reached Senior Brother Liao Wu’s ears. He couldn’t sit still."

"The top three on the Cyan Yang List get thirty thousand Contribution Points each month. Losing such benefits is something Senior Brother Liao Wu won’t easily accept."

"I wonder if Senior Brother Liao Wu can reclaim his position in the top three. It seems difficult!"

The newcomer had a pale face, devoid of blood, and a calm demeanor. His white robe billowed as he glanced at the top three names on the Cyan Yang List, frowned slightly, and carried a light blue Treasure Sword on his back, adding an extra hint of killing intent. This person was the former third on the Cyan Yang List, Liao Wu, who had reached Mastery in Thousand Autumn Swordsmanship and once single-handedly killed dozens of Ninth Layer Transcendence Realm martial artists.

Seeing Liao Wu, the sect disciples in front consciously made way. Liao Wu entered the Cyan Yang Tower immediately, saluted the gray-robed Elder in front, and then disappeared into the Cyan Yang Tower.

The disciples outside the Cyan Yang Tower were full of anticipation, even more nervous than when they themselves were facing the tower. The competition among the top ten of the Cyan Yang Tower could only be seen once every few months. Half a stick of incense later, the glow in front of the Cyan Yang Tower flickered, and Liao Wu’s figure appeared. However, his expression wasn’t good, his eyes fixed on the a förändring of the Cyan Yang List, feeling somewhat uneasy. Although today’s performance was better than the last time, whether he could surpass Zhang Quan remained unknown.

The disciples outside the Cyan Yang Tower followed his gaze, only to see the name "Liao Wu" glowing with golden light, slowly floating, full of immense pressure. As the numerous disciples held their breath, it slowly... dissipated...

"Fa...iled..."

An Inner Sect Disciple took a deep breath and said slowly, the words sounding particularly abrupt in the quiet environment. Liao Wu’s face turned dark, snorted coldly, glanced at the disciple who had just spoken, making his face pale, and then turned and left.

As soon as Liao Wu disappeared, the disciples in front of the Cyan Yang Tower erupted into a flurry of discussions. Usually, the top ten disciples on the Cyan Yang List were as elusive as dragons. Today, seeing two of them at once was enough to make them excited. It was believed that this news would soon spread throughout the Cyan Yang Sect.

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Chu Ming did not return directly to his courtyard. Instead, he first went to the Inner Sect’s Martial Arts Pavilion. As a disciple on the Cyan Yang List, Chu Ming had some privileges, one of which was the right to select Martial Techniques.

Once a disciple made it onto the Cyan Yang List, all Martial Techniques below the Profound Level were freely accessible to them. This did not include Body Refining Techniques, as they were too precious. During the clan tournament, Chu Ming realized that his attack techniques were overly simplistic.

Therefore, after conquering the Cyan Yang Tower, the first thing on his mind was to choose a few swordsmanship techniques to cultivate. With his current comprehension, normal Yellow Level Martial Techniques were too easy to grasp. Just by glancing at them, Chu Ming could comprehend nearly eighty to ninety percent of the techniques. Practicing them a few times made him fully understand their essence. This was the extraordinary nature of the mysterious light fragment.

Once again, Chu Ming arrived at the Martial Arts Pavilion. He encountered no obstructions on the first floor and went straight to the bookshelf where Yellow Level Top Tier Martial Techniques were placed. Chu Ming copied all the swordsmanship techniques on the shelf, totaling over thirty kinds. Each had its own characteristics. If Chu Ming cultivated a Yellow Level Top Tier swordsmanship technique to Mastery, it would not be inferior to others’ cultivation of Low Tier Profound Level techniques.

Returning to his courtyard, Chu Ming chose to enter closed cultivation for a month. Each disciple had a month of rest after the New Year, during which they did not need to complete sect missions. However, after the month, they had to go to the Task Hall to accept and complete a mission. Otherwise, they would lose their Inner Sect Disciple status, leading to many inconveniences.

Chu Ming had already decided that during this month of closed cultivation, he would first master the thirty-plus swordsmanship techniques and then focus on improving his cultivation. As he entered the Transcendence Realm, Chu Ming’s comprehension further increased. The mysteries of these techniques were fully revealed to him.

Martial artists’ comprehension increases with their strength. This is a common understanding in the continent. The stronger the martial artist, the stronger their Soul Power, allowing them to better grasp the mysteries of Martial Techniques. It is said that for a martial artist in the Realm of Transcendence, common Profound Level Martial Techniques are as easy as picking flowers, and they can easily create a dozen techniques. Higher Realm masters within the Life and Death Realm can create lower-level Celestial Level techniques with ease, highlighting the differences in Soul Power.

With the help of the mysterious light fragment, even though Chu Ming was currently in the Transcendence Realm, his comprehension was not inferior to that of a martial artist in the Guiyuan Realm. While he couldn’t create Profound Level Martial Techniques, Yellow Level techniques were extremely simple for him to master.

In one day, Chu Ming mastered three swordsmanship techniques to Mastery.

In five days, Chu Ming mastered twenty swordsmanship techniques to Mastery.

The further he progressed, the faster Chu Ming comprehended the essence of the sword techniques. These sword techniques seemed interconnected in their intent, differing only in their forms. Mastering one technique led to mastering many. In just nine days, Chu Ming had mastered all thirty-six sword techniques to the realm of Mastery, an achievement that would surely cause a sensation if known to outsiders.

However, it wasn’t over yet. On the tenth day, Chu Ming gained further insights. The essence of wind and rain unfolded before him. He felt as if he was in the midst of a storm, experiencing torrential downpours, light drizzles, thunderstorms, and clear skies. The sense of wind and rain continually clarified in his mind.

His small courtyard differed from others, with occasional gusts of wind and showers. Despite it being winter, buds of spring sprouted from the weeds on the ground, filled with the essence of spring.