Cultivation: Start From Simplifying Martial Arts Techniques

Rude

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

The jade pendant was blessed by talismans, instantly shining brightly before slowly descending onto Liao Zhixiu’s forehead, melding into his flesh and disappearing.

A glint flashed in Liao Zhixiu’s eyes, and in the blink of an eye, Chen Fei’s figure appeared.

A smile crept onto Liao Zhixiu’s face. He was convinced that Chen Fei must have discovered something, prompting his hasty departure.

This concerned the Feihuang Sect, a top-tier force, and any potential resources left behind were not something Liao Zhixiu intended to overlook.

Even though there might not be anything else valuable left at the ruins in the Feihuang City, Liao Zhixiu was willing to take a gamble.

Even if he ended up losing, Liao Zhixiu wouldn’t suffer any losses.

In Liao Zhixiu’s eyes, Chen Fei’s figure grew smaller and smaller, indicating the increasing distance between them.

Just as Chen Fei’s figure was about to become a mere speck, Liao Zhixiu made his move, trailing behind Chen Fei from a distance.

With the current fifty-mile gap between them and the concealment provided by the jade pendant regarding the surrounding aura and his figure, Liao Zhixiu was confident that Chen Fei wouldn’t be able to detect him.

Using this method, Liao Zhixiu had tracked many people, even some experts from top forces in the Mountain Sea Realm, without ever being discovered in the end.

In less than a moment, Liao Zhixiu had flown over two hundred miles, now nearly five hundred miles away from the ruins of the Feihuang City.

Casually strolling behind, Liao Zhixiu suddenly noticed Chen Fei, who should have appeared as a mere speck, rapidly enlarging before his eyes.

Liao Zhixiu was taken aback, then immediately realized that Chen Fei was swiftly closing the distance between them. Had he been discovered again?

A method that had never failed even in the early stages of the Mountain Sea Realm’s top forces seemed to have failed today.

Liao Zhixiu watched as Chen Fei appeared in the distance but didn’t move, standing in mid-air.

“I believe I made myself clear earlier!” Chen Fei’s voice was deep as he looked at Liao Zhixiu.

Liao Zhixiu’s method of concealing his presence might have been quite clever, but Chen Fei’s perception undoubtedly surpassed it.

This was partly due to the Heavenly Eye, but also the intuition in swordsmanship bestowed by the Sword Mastery talent, along with the Perfection stage of the Purple Sky Heavenly Song Sword, all contributing to his awareness.

“You jest, sir. I was merely passing by.”

Liao Zhixiu chuckled softly, gazing at Chen Fei. “Surely you wouldn’t be so unreasonable as to prevent me from taking this route?”

Chen Fei’s eyelids lifted slightly, and the Changheng Sword in his hand erupted into a fierce burst of lightning, exuding the overwhelming momentum of a peak expert in the early stages of the Mountain Sea Realm.

Liao Zhixiu’s skin tightened, a hint of astonishment flickering in his eyes.

He had long noticed the realm of Chen Fei’s three Divine Palaces, and even experienced the characteristics of his techniques just now.

But as Chen Fei unleashed his true power, Liao Zhixiu realized that he had underestimated his opponent’s strength.

Whether it was the level of his techniques or the comprehension of them, they far surpassed the ordinary early-stage practitioners of the Mountain Sea Realm. In a daze, Liao Zhixiu felt as if he was facing a top-tier expert of the Mountain Sea Realm.

Although Liao Zhixiu’s martial arts were commendable, they were just that— commendable. The talent he chose when breaking through to the Mountain Sea Realm wasn’t bad, but it also wasn’t outstanding.

Compared to Chen Fei, while their realms were the same, apart from a slight advantage in talent, he was inferior in every aspect.

“Do you know one reason why I practice martial arts?” Chen Fei looked at Liao Zhixiu.

Before Liao Zhixiu could respond, thunder roared, and Chen Fei transformed into a purple light, appearing before him and striking with a sword.

“So I can encourage some people to speak to me calmly!” Chen Fei’s voice echoed around them.

Countless bolts of lightning descended from the sky, completely enveloping an area of one square mile.

“Boom!”

The tremendous impact contained within the blade force caused Liao Zhixiu to involuntarily take several steps back. With each step, ripples spread through the air.

The sharp sword energy penetrated Liao Zhixiu’s body, causing a pained expression to appear on his face.

But this pain also ignited a sense of cruelty in Liao Zhixiu’s heart. He looked up at Chen Fei, and behind him, the sound of surging waves erupted, with endless images of vast oceans appearing.

Liao Zhixiu tightly gripped the blade in his hand, about to swing it, only to find Chen Fei suddenly transforming into hundreds of figures surrounding him.

These figures were indistinguishable from Chen Fei himself. At a glance, Liao Zhixiu couldn’t discern the real one, and the momentum he had focused on Chen Fei instantly lost its target.

With hundreds of Chen Feis raising their Changheng Swords, they all pierced towards various parts of Liao Zhixiu’s body.

Feeling the immense pressure from hundreds of sword blades, Liao Zhixiu couldn’t help but panic. The blade in his hand waved, forming a curtain of blades that completely enveloped him.

The defense of the blade curtain was not weak, but because he didn’t know where the final attack would come from, Liao Zhixiu could only evenly distribute his defense.

This method was extremely effective against opponents weaker than himself.

But Liao Zhixiu was already no match for Chen Fei, and with his current defensive stance, the consequences were predictable.

“Clang!”

The sound of blades clashing rang out as the Changheng Sword pierced through the blade curtain, stabbing into Liao Zhixiu’s right shoulder.

If Liao Zhixiu hadn’t managed to avoid his neck at a critical moment, the Changheng Sword would have pierced through his throat by now.

Even though he had avoided a fatal blow, the violent thunderous power within the Changheng Sword still shredded Liao Zhixiu’s shoulder, leaving nothing but shredded flesh and blood.

“Ah!”

Liao Zhixiu roared in anger, forcing Chen Fei back with a strike before flying away into the distance without daring to exchange harsh words. Burning his soul, he madly flew towards the horizon.

Knowing he was no match, Liao Zhixiu didn’t dare to stay and fight Chen Fei to the death.

The Array Disk appeared in Chen Fei’s hand, and as he watched Liao Zhixiu’s retreating figure, Chen Fei hesitated for a moment before ultimately deciding not to activate the Array Disk.

While the defensive power of the Array Disk formation was decent, facing Liao Zhixiu in his current state, who was burning his soul, two strikes would easily break through the formation, damaging the Array Disk.

Chen Fei’s cloned strength surpassed Liao Zhixiu’s, but not to the extent of complete domination, especially facing Liao Zhixiu in his current state, where there was a high probability he wouldn’t be able to stop him.

When the Array Disk would be damaged again and unable to stop him, it would be somewhat of a loss.

After all, a clone was just a clone, and its strength was greatly limited.

After glancing around to ensure no one else was following, Chen Fei continued flying forward, guided by the Soul Restraint Hairpin.

This flight covered a distance of nearly twenty thousand miles.

Over such a long distance, the Soul Restraint Hairpin could still keep up, making Chen Fei even more admiring of the Heavenly Daoist from years ago.

Unfortunately, the legacy of the Heavenly Daoist had almost been lost, and for Chen Fei to obtain such a Soul Restraint Hairpin was considered fortunate.

As the distance grew shorter, Chen Fei’s speed slowed down, and he began to sense the tremors of the surrounding spiritual energy.

Chen Fei wasn’t the first to arrive here, which didn’t surprise him much.

After all, others had arrived at the Feihuang City much faster than him, so there were likely more clues left behind at that time.

Countless secret techniques existed on the Central Continent, and Chen Fei never thought that what he had learned was unique.

Or rather, the techniques he had learned in the Mountain Sea Realm were just a small part of the many techniques available, especially those related to tracking, which were actually quite rare.

Chen Fei descended and used the Slaughter Spirit Technique to suppress his aura.

Although his soul imprint couldn’t be completely concealed, at least he wouldn’t stand out as much.

With a foot landing softly on the ground, Chen Fei appeared a mile away. In just a moment, he had already assessed the scene ahead.

A palace hidden underground, with the soil layer above it completely removed, allowing Chen Fei to see the radiance emanating from the formation.

Over twenty figures were entangled in aerial combat, with some exhibiting the peak strength of the Mountain Sea Realm.

However, these peak experts were currently fighting against monsters, while others in the Mountain Sea Realm were also battling these creatures, but many occasionally glanced towards the palace below.

The characteristics of the palace formation were identical to those of the Feihuang City.

Chen Fei’s gaze fluctuated. This palace should be a secret chamber deliberately concealed by the Feihuang City. Without actually entering the chamber, Chen Fei couldn’t be sure of its contents.

But being deliberately placed thousands of miles away, it could be a contingency plan created by the Feihuang Sect, just in case.

Perhaps it was for the preservation of their heritage or for other reasons.

Chen Fei turned his head and glanced at a group of lifeless figures lying five miles ahead.

Among the Mountain Sea Realm practitioners, one was at the Mountain Sea Realm level, while the rest were at the Combined Aperture Tempering realm, and they were all dead.

Judging from the residual aura, they seemed to belong to the Feihuang Sect.

So, the secret chamber left behind by the Feihuang Sect ended up becoming the site of their demise.

Looking at the injuries, it seemed like they were caused by monsters, but it was hard to say for sure.

Chen Fei glanced at the ongoing battle in the sky and spotted a familiar face, Qiu Zesheng from the Saint Yan Sect. He hadn’t expected to encounter him here.

He must have left the Feihuang City earlier. Otherwise, if the Feihuang Sect had been annihilated and Qiu Zesheng had been caught up in it, he would have had no way to escape.

Chen Fei looked at the secret chamber ahead, where the battle was raging, but he didn’t know what he could do.

If Chen Fei got any closer, it would almost certainly attract the attention of the Mountain Sea Realm practitioners above.

Although those Mountain Sea Realm experts were currently entangled with monsters, any mid-stage Mountain Sea Realm practitioner could easily overpower Chen Fei’s current clone.

There were also formations surrounding the secret chamber. Chen Fei’s Heavenly Eye could see some of the nodes, and with these nodes, Chen Fei could slowly break the formation, but he couldn’t penetrate it instantly.

Chen Fei glanced at the sky again. He couldn’t enter now, and even after these monsters were slain, he wouldn’t have the opportunity to enter.

Various strategies flashed through Chen Fei’s mind as he glanced around, but when his gaze fell on the motionless disciples of the Feihuang Sect lying in the distance, Chen Fei suddenly froze.

It wasn’t that Chen Fei had discovered a way to infiltrate; rather, it was the fact that the bodies of those deceased disciples of the Feihuang Sect were emitting a strong scent of vegetation and a sense of desolation.

A thought flashed through Chen Fei’s mind, and almost instinctively, he disappeared from where he stood, reappearing nine miles underground.

This was the furthest distance his clone could teleport.

The next moment, despite being nine miles apart, Chen Fei still sensed the terrifying commotion unfolding above.