Chapter 1238 - Evil Saint Intent Body (1/2)

Chapter 1238: Evil Saint Intent Body

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

In the sixth life of the Seven Lives and Seven Deaths Map, Ling Feiyu turned into a white fox. Zhang Ruochen became a hermit cultivator who acted as her guide. He helped open up Ling Feiyu’s mind and guide her onto the path of cultivation.

In this life, Ling Feiyu and Zhang Ruochen accompanied each other for 300 years. They turned from one fox and one human into one woman and one man. The entire time, they lived in a secluded spiritual mountain.

As time pa.s.sed, their relations.h.i.+p grew ambiguous. They were like master and disciple, but also like a fairy-like couple. They had memories that couldn’t be described clearly, and faint sentiments.

The world was vast and boundless in that life, but they still lived in their two-person world.

After melding the memories and knowledge from the sixth life, Zhang Ruochen didn’t feel a bit of joy. Instead, he sank into a long silence.

The memories and feelings of the 300 years were too complicated. There were so many changes in emotion that even with Zhang Ruochen’s level 51 Spiritual Power, he still couldn’t really separate reality from fantasy. He was quite affected by it all.

A beat later, Zhang Ruochen let out a long breath. He walked out of the daze but sank into even deeper frustrations.

I actually had feelings for her in the Seven Lives and Seven Deaths Map! Thankfully, the feelings weren’t that deep. I didn’t sink fully into them. I should still be able to survive and leave, right?

Zhang Ruochen was worried because the sixth life wasn’t the end.

There was still a seventh life.

He couldn’t predict whether their feelings for each other would expand further to a point that he couldn’t end it.

Zhang Ruochen and Ling Feiyu weren’t from the same world. They’d only had interactions and feelings because of coincidences. If this feeling bloomed, it might not be a good thing.

Zhang Ruochen thought back hard. When he and Ling Feiyu had stepped out of the Seven Lives and Seven Deaths Map, Ling Feiyu seemed very indifferent. She didn’t look like she’d sunken into feelings.

I must be overthinking. I’m sure nothing happened in the seventh life.

Zhang Ruochen smiled, trying to think more positively. At the same time, he was also curious. Ling Feiyu’s cultivation was very advanced. But how could she not be moved at all when she’d combined the memories of all seven lives?

Had she purposely repressed her emotions?

I’m truly curious what she thought of our experiences in the seventh life.

Zhang Ruochen shook his head, moving on from those matters. Thinking about them would only worsen his frustrations.

In the worst-case scenario, he would visit her personally in the Demonic Sect headquarters after the seventh life.

Combining the memories and knowledge of the sixth life, Zhang Ruochen’s attainments in the Sword Way reached the fifth level of Sword Seven. He also had big improvements in the Twelfth Hour Sword Technique, the third level of the time sword. Every move and technique became more mature.

He closed his eyes, releasing his sword intent.

Whoos.h.!.+

Dense sword images emerged in the cabin. At first, they were very faint, like shreds of mist.

Gradually, the sword images grew clearer and clearer. They surrounded Zhang Ruochen, bowing toward him. They produced grating clangs. It was like thousands of swords bowing to the emperor.

These sword images weren’t created from Holy Qi or Sword Qi. Instead, it was sword intent.

Yes, it was sword intent.

Sword intent was a type of thought or intent. It was very intangible. Being able to create sword images out of sword intent proved that a swordsman’s attainments were very close to that of a Sword Saint.

The sword images created by the sword intent were completely different from those created from Qi. Apparently, a true Sword Saint could use sword intent to form a solid saintly sword. The power produced were a whole other level.

Sword Seven has ten levels in total. I’m only at the fifth level. Becoming a Sword Saint isn’t an easy thing.

If another swordsman could hear Zhang Ruochen’s thoughts, they would definitely die from anger. After all, most swordsmen only comprehended Sword Seven when they reached the True Realm or Supreme Realm. Then they could become a Sword Saint. Only the best of the best swordsmen could become a Sword Saint.

Zhang Ruochen was only a lower-level Saint, but his attainments in the Sword Way were close to that of a Sword Saint’s. Yet he still wasn’t satisfied. How could he not anger others?

In addition to improvements in the Sword Way, Zhang Ruochen’s comprehension of the Saintly Way also far surpa.s.sed other lower-level Saints.

In other words, Zhang Ruochen didn’t need to waste time in comprehending the Saintly Way alone. As long as he had enough precious resources, his cultivation would improve naturally after absorbing the resources.

Zhang Ruochen took out the dragon pearl from his spatial ring and held it in his palm.

Refining this dragon pearl should push my cultivation to the pinnacle of the lower Saint Realm.

Zhang Ruochen was impatient about increasing his cultivation. He had to strengthen his combat ability so he could fight the Immortal Pavilion’s Death Knight by himself.

Every bit of improvement would increase his chances of victory.

Zhang Ruochen closed his hands, flattening the dragon pearl. The pearl had been the size of a skull. Now, it was as big as a pigeon’s egg.