Vol 2 Chapter 38 (1/2)
Chapter 38
Book 2 - Fame Spreads
Chapter 38 - The Challenge
The heavens and lands glimmered with the snow’s silver radiance, and the entire forest resembled a sculpture carved out of white marble.
As He Yiming stood in silence atop the snow-covered ground of the forest, facing the destruction that could only have been caused by an inhumane power, countless emotions welled up inside him.
Ever since he’d started cultivating Internal Energy, the strongest move he’d executed was undoubtedly that stunning blade strike which he’d carried out against that Gold-Crowned python and was produced by exhausting all the Internal Energy inside his body instantaneously and bringing out his body’s potential to the extreme.
However, after that day, he’d never produced such a powerful move again.
Even after accomplis.h.i.+ng the greater success in five-phases techniques, he hadn’t been able to use this move again. Every time after acc.u.mulating his strength for a long time, he would be absolutely incapable of bringing it out instantaneously.
Today, he’d unexpectedly completed the refining of Reclining Moon Blade, integrated the fist concept of Silk Palm on a snowy day with the blade, then even produced a move that could only be described as world-shaking.
The meridians inside his body seemed to have become capable of enduring the backlash of this move. Five phases operating in turns had thoroughly brought out the potential of the engendering loop.
The power of this blade strike was even higher than the former one by a bit. However, more importantly, He Yiming didn’t lose consciousness due to exhaustion like before. Although he still felt completely exhausted and had burned out an enormous amount of True Qi instantaneously, during the time he took another breath, energies in the external world had begun to converge and enter his body in huge amounts, allowing him to replenish his True Qi.
Of course, the incoming of True Qi was nowhere near the amount that the strike had consumed. Currently, his body only had sufficient True Qi to allow him to perform simple actions. However, if he wished to execute another such strike, that would be absolutely impossible to do within a short period of time.
He calmed his mind and sat down by this frightening twenty-meter-long straight line.
his brows creased as he’d begun to contemplate.
The blade strike of the past demanded every single bit of the Internal Energy inside his body, and thus, was able to bring out such a strong might even when he was in the Houtian realm that it killed a Gold-Crowned python in a single use.
Although the current blade strike was also equally powerful, he was currently already in Xiantian realm.
There was unexpectedly hardly any difference between the ultimate moves of Houtian and Xiantian realms. This shouldn’t be the case at all.
If he truly desired to produce this might, it seemed like he would have to similarly arouse all his True Qi instantaneously. If this was the case, he still had a long road to tread….
Withered Tree technique instantly operated to the peak, immediately increasing the speed of external energies entering his body.
He Yiming took one full hour before standing up again. The tip of his foot slightly jumped, following which, the three-hundred-sixty jin heavy Reclining Moon Blade immediately flew up and into his hand. He then started to wave the big blade, performing simple moves and stances.
This time he’d not used Silk Palm, but those forms of [Splitting Mountain Thirty-Six Forms] which he’d complete mastery over.
However, he was evidently not using the five-phases techniques in alternation. Usually, by purely using metal-type Primordial Energy, this metal-type battle skill’s power could be brought out to the extreme.
[Splitting Mountain Thirty-Six Forms] was a metal type battle skill. All of its forms were straightforward. The only difference compared to the ordinary battle skills was that this battle skill’s circulation route was quite innovative and could vividly display the potential of True Qi.
As He Yiming smoothly carried out the moves of the first form, there was even a dim, golden aura surrounding his body. Moreover, the Reclining Moon Blade, which was producing wind-cleaving sounds and flickering with a golden glow, seemed heavenly and majestic.
Among the sixteen forms, in addition to straight up-and-down chops that weighed down like Mt. Tai, there were also left-and-right horizontal slashes that brought complete annihilation along the way. However, regardless of whichever form, they all claimed a.s.sistance of a strong power. With every increase in the power of the user, the might of this battle skill also seemed to gain a ten fold increase.
With such a tremendous gain, this technique was extremely powerful even when taking Xiantian battle skills into account.
Half an hour later, He Yiming eventually retracted the blade. He was already quite satisfied with his martial skill.
He swept his gaze around. This section of the forest had already been wrecked by him. Especially the black soil that seemed to have come out due to an explosion, looked extremely frightening.
With his brows creased, he thought for a few moments, then raised the Reclining Moon Blade and issued a few chops onto the Jadestone bed furnace which didn’t resemble either a furnace or bed.
With every chop, the bed was immediately cut in compliance to the blade. Soon, it was cut into ten uneven parts by him.
With a slight poke, ten rocks appeared sailing in the air before dropping down over the black ground in succession.
Following which, He Yiming’s figure moved about in the snow like lightning while pouring snow and soil over this path.
After a while, the path had been completely straightened out by him. Although it still looked quite terrible, at least, it was not as frightening as before.
As long as there was another snowfall, this path would have another layer of cover. The only eyesore was that there wasn’t a single gra.s.s or weed growing on this path. It would certainly feel quite strange to spectators.
However, here in the forest’s depths, after a few years at most, trees and dense vegetation would certainly grow once again and completely cover up all these marks.
After accomplis.h.i.+ng all this, He Yiming dismantled the Reclining Moon Blade, patted his b.u.t.t, and leisurely walked down the mountains.
This time, repeatedly travelling back and forth, he’d already wasted a whole day. However, despite that, the extent of his current excitement could be estimated from his external appearance.
However, when he returned back to the Yuan family, he felt an extremely grave atmosphere pervading the manor.
This time, the eyes of the servants that encountered him, apart from apprehension, also contained heavy expectations and joy.
He Yiming felt quite puzzled. ‘What happened with these people? Could it be they stopped believing that I am a devil’s reincarnation in merely a day’s worth of time?’
An individual approached him in hurried steps. It was Yuan Lixuan who was in charge of keeping them entertained.
Previously, he’d always been lurking around He Yitian. Only when He Yiming displayed unimaginably tremendous strength, he eventually discovered that the most frightening among He family’s young generation was not He Yitian, but He Yiming who appeared to be nothing more than an ordinary youngster.
Currently, upon seeing He Yiming, he frantically rushed to him and said, “Sixth elder brother He, you’re finally back.”
Gooseb.u.mps broke out on He Yiming’s body. This form of address, wasn’t it a bit too affectionate? Moreover, this person’s age was evidently a lot bigger than him. Even if He Yiming’s face had been twice as thicker, he wouldn’t have been able endure such reception.
Squeezing out a little smile, He Yiming said, “Brother Yuan is too polite. Do you know where my eldest uncle and brother are?”
Yuan Lixuan immediately said, “Sixth elder brother He, elder uncle He and brother He are both in the main hall.” He took in a deep breath, then supplemented, “Fan family’s elder young master has come along with two spongers for a visit. Elder uncle Earnest is there with them.”
He Yiming’s eyes momentarily s.h.i.+ned with a radiance that could dissuade one from meeting gaze with him, ‘Didn’t expect while I had gone to refine the sword, these people will actually come knocking at the door.’
Yuan Lixuan’s rection was the exact opposite of He Yiming’s. His heart trembled, and his entire body, as if fallen into an ice cellar, began to faintly contract. He thought to himself, ‘Which realm has this guy actually cultivated to? How can his aura be so strong? It seems even more frightening than the uncle’s!”
“How long have they been here?” He Yiming asked in a heavy voice.
“They have just arrived, merely about a cup of tea’s worth of time.” Yuan Lixuan quickly replied.
He Yiming faintly nodded at him, then headed to the main hall in large strides.
Although he’d not arrived in Yuan family for too long, he hadn’t overlooked the way to the main hall.
The reason was that as long as one walked straight forward from the entrance, he would certainly arrive at the main hall. n.o.body could forget such a location.