Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

Capítulo 1296: Chapter 1297: A Sudden Realization!

“You… you are crazy!”

Mo Qiuhua was taken aback by the words of the Second Manor Master. That Inheritance Cave Mansion was the Forbidden Land of Moxue Mountain Villa, accessible only by the Moxue Mountain Villa Master for enlightenment. Yet the Second Manor Master wanted Ling Feng to enter and obtain the Mo Family inheritance?

“I am not crazy.”

The Second Manor Master’s face was extremely excited, with a look of firm determination in his eyes, “Qiu Hua, back then I had the qualifications to compete for the Manor Master, but I gave it up, and then you assumed the position as my successor. Is there such a thing?”

Mo Qiuhua slightly bowed his head and said in a deep voice, “Yes, indeed, there is such a thing.”

“After you became the Manor Master, you asked me to stay and help you, becoming the Second Manor Master of Moxue Mountain Villa. You also allowed me to enter the Inheritance Cave Mansion to acquire the Mo Family inheritance, but I wasn’t interested in those Divine Skills. Is there such a thing?”

Mo Qiuhua frowned deeply, “Old man, what exactly are you trying to say?”

“I just want to say, since you still owe me a chance to enter the Inheritance Cave Mansion, I want to transfer this opportunity to someone else, and you have no right to interfere.”

The Second Manor Master said solemnly.

“You…” Mo Qiuhua took a deep look at the Second Manor Master, shook his head, and sighed lightly, “Fine, do as you wish.”

“Qiu Hua, thank you!”

Seeing Mo Qiuhua finally relent, a trace of joy appeared on the Second Manor Master’s face, and he repeatedly thanked Mo Qiuhua.

“You old fellow, in a hundred years, you’ve never thanked me once. Now because of this matter, you’ve even ignored the ancestral teachings.” Mo Qiuhua shook his head with a bitter smile, “Qingfeng, is Sword Dao really that important to you?”

“Sword Dao is my life.”

Mo Qingfeng took a deep breath and then looked at Ling Feng, gritting his teeth, “Master Ling, please, you must agree!”

“This…”

Ling Feng was speechless, seeing the determined look of the Second Manor Master. If he didn’t give him some guidance, this master would probably pester him to the ends of the earth.

“Alright.” Ling Feng shook his head with a wry smile, “It’s not really about guidance; the senior’s Sword Dao is outstanding, and I can only say it’s mutual learning.”

“Mutual learning or guidance, as long as Master Ling is willing to guide the old man, it’s enough!”

Mo Qingfeng looked ecstatic, patting Ling Feng on the shoulder, laughing, “The best time is the present, so let’s do it today!”

Having said that, Mo Qingfeng directly pulled Ling Feng into the sky. With his Peak Emperor cultivation level, he disappeared with Ling Feng in an instant.

“Ah…this old fellow.”

Mo Qiuhua shook his head, looked back at Tuoba Yan, and said with mixed feelings, “Yan’er, I’ve made a fool of myself in front of you.”

“No, I think the Second Manor Master’s personality is quite interesting.”

Tuoba Yan said calmly.

“He’s just an old child.” Mo Qiuhua rolled his eyes and then added, “Alright, your Young Master Ling finally got the Recommendation Letter and can join the East Spirit Immortal Pond. You should be reassured now, right?”

Tuoba Yan’s face flushed red, and she glared at Mo Qiuhua, “What do you mean, my Young Master Ling? He…he’s not mine.”

“Hahaha, silly girl, you’re still shy!” Mo Qiuhua squinted and laughed, “Alright, alright, you and he are a perfect match. On the day of your big celebration, as your Master, I must have a glass of your wedding wine.”

“Master!”

Upon hearing this, Tuoba Yan blushed to her ears, stamped her jade foot, and immediately fled in embarrassment.

“Hahaha…”

Mo Qiuhua laughed heartily. Having taken Tuoba Yan as a True Disciple, she was like half a daughter to him, and hence Ling Feng was no outsider. Having the Inheritance Cave Mansion open to him was no loss.

Thinking of this, Mo Qiuhua’s mood instantly improved.

…

On the other side, Mo Qingfeng brought Ling Feng to the top of a snowy mountain where the lonely peak reached ten thousand fathoms, filled with sword marks. Clearly, this was where Mo Qingfeng practiced Sword Dao.

“Master Ling, this is the place where I usually cultivate, please teach me.”

Ling Feng pursed his lips, scrutinized the surroundings, and found that each sword mark on the cliff contained tremendous Sword Intent, lingering and unchanged, affecting the snow and howling wind from afar.

Under the cliff, rows of swords were inserted in the snow; some were broken, others intact but full of cracks, totaling over twenty pieces, evidently all the used swords of Mo Qingfeng.

Mo Qingfeng was indeed obsessed with Sword Dao.

“Actually, the senior’s Sword Intent surpasses that of the junior. It can’t be called guidance; perhaps I could share some insights into the Sword Dao instead.”

Ling Feng thought for a moment, then decided to discuss the theories in the “No-Desire Sword Technique” with Mo Qingfeng, explaining his understanding in detail.

They sat cross-legged, discussing from noon to dusk and then from dusk to the next dawn.

Finally, Mo Qingfeng’s eyes flashed with a brilliant light, seemingly entering into sudden realization.

“The great sound is rarefied; the great form is shapeless; great skill appears clumsy… Could it be that the changes in the way of the sword ultimately return to its roots?”

Mo Qingfeng spoke while practicing his swordsmanship, transforming from simplicity to complexity and then back to simplicity. Unknowingly, his Sword Intent began to undergo changes, evolving from the original Han Kong Sword Intent with a new Life Force.

In other words, his Han Kong Sword Intent didn’t belong to the Ten Great Attribute Sword Intents, but after Ling Feng pointed out some essentials of the “No-Desire Sword Technique,” he broke through the shackles of Han Kong Sword Intent, forming a new, more profound Sword Intent!

In watching Mo Qingfeng’s enlightenment, Ling Feng had to admit that Mo Qingfeng’s comprehension of Sword Dao was extraordinarily profound. After all, being devoted to a single matter for over a century, failing to master it would indeed be a waste.

Through Mo Qingfeng’s Sword Dao, Ling Feng also gained significantly, realizing he must learn extensively from all sources to create his own Sword Dao. Mo Qingfeng was a first-class Sword Dao Master in comparison, whether compared to Duanmu Qingshan or Yan Cangtian.

The sun rose and set, another day passed.

Mo Qingfeng sheathed his sword and stood, seemingly merging with the world, motionless, allowing the snowflakes to fall on his body.

Another day passed, Mo Qingfeng, now transformed into a snow sculpture, quivered his whole body, shaking off the snowflakes, and with a thought, a crisp Sword Sound echoed through the world.

Clang!

Ling Feng was shaken awake by the Sword Sound, looking towards Mo Qingfeng to see his aura, as if returned to the truth, with Sword Intent profound and innate.

In the next moment, Mo Qingfeng suddenly swung his sword in a strike, and a ray of sword light shot out, hitting the cliff behind Ling Feng. With a muffled sound, the entire mountain top manifested an immensely smooth cut, where an appalling Sword Intent remained.

The Sword Intent lingered, forming cracks on the cut surface, and as the section of the cliff slid down the mountain, it exploded into powder in the air, swept away by the breeze, leaving no trace.

“Congratulations, senior!”

Ling Feng’s eyelid twitched slightly; this display showed that Mo Qingfeng’s Sword Intent had finally reached Great Perfection from Small Perfection!

A hundred years of arduous cultivation could not compare to a moment of enlightenment!

Mo Qingfeng was so excited that his hands trembled, tears streaming down, “Succeeded, the old me has finally succeeded!”

Ling Feng flew forward; Mo Qingfeng accumulated greatly, and once he understood the Dao, his future potential was natural and immense.