Chapter 436 - Perfect Accomplishment Intent Realm! Memory Severing Dao Sword. (1/2)

The Chi Yue Sword Faction was located in a low-grade cultivation country in the Rain World called Chi Country. It was the number one sword faction in the country.

As Ning Fan stood below the Chi Yue Mountain, the innocent and young Zhihe followed by his side. Both of them were in a joyful mood while admiring the scenery along their journey.

After Mu Haitang turned into Zhihe, her personality had also gradually changed. Eventually, her bearing was nearly the same as Zhihe’s.

Ning Fan did not care if this dream was real or fake. As long as he was there, no one could hurt Zhihe.

The body that Ning Fan was occupying right now belonged to Zhou Chen. His current cultivation base belonged to Zhou Chen when he was sixteen.

The Third Level of the Vein Opening Realm was indeed very weak.

Within the illusory dream, Ning Fan did not inherit any cultivation base or body refinement realm from his original body. However, the power of his intent realm still remained.

Ning Fan closed his eyes. Pieces of black snowflakes condensed on the center of his palm.

Each piece of snowflake represented power from his intent realm. His Divine Intent of Memory exists in the form of the snowy and windy Seven Apricot City.

With the power of that intent realm, even though Ning Fan was just at the Third Level of the Vein Opening Realm, he could travel unhindered and be unrivalled in Chi Country which was just a low-grade cultivation country.

In a low-grade cultivation country, the strongest beings were experts at the Gold Core Realm. However, Ning Fan could freeze Divine Transformation Realm beings with the ice and snow of memory just by raising his hand!

Besides that, he still had the Immortal Entrapping Sword Intent which he could also use to hurt his enemies.

“As long as I am here, no one can hurt Zhihe. However, according to my understanding, there isn’t a country called Chi Country among the current eight hundred cultivation countries in the Rain World. It seems like this country had been slaughtered and annihilated by someone ten thousand years ago…”

“The First Style of Zhou Chen’s Sword of Sorrow is called Ten Years of Life and Death. Does that mean this incomplete dream will take a period of ten years…”

“In order to break this sword technique and get out of this illusory dream, I must not experience the slightest trace of sorrow in ten years. The biggest sorrow in this illusory dream is naturally the death of Mu Haitang which has inflicted Zhou Chen with endless pain and suffering. I only need to protect Zhihe for ten years and make sure she remains safe. Without any sorrow in ten years, I can break this dream!”

After a while, Ning Fan dismissed his thoughts and led Mu Haitang to climb up the stairs of the mountain together.

The Chi Yue Mountain was very tall. It was at least ten thousand zhang* (3.33m per zhang) tall. Aside from that, the mountain was also full of danger. Lions, leopards, venomous bugs and snakes were all over the mountain. In the eyes of mortals, this mountain was an incredibly tall mountain that no one could climb.

Mu Haitang was just a mortal lady. Her body was weak and her qi was feeble. After spending half a day climbing a mountain, she only completed one-tenth of its total height. Even so, she was already out of breath.

When Ning Fan looked back and saw that Mu Haitang was sweating profusely, he squatted down and carried her on his back.

Mu Haitang’s beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of surprise while on top of Ning Fan’s back. Suddenly, her expression looked like she had just woken up from a deep dream.

“B-Brother Fan, I have dreamed of you again!” Very well. Now, Mu Haitang’s existence was completely erased. The illusory dream had completely replaced Mu Haitang with Zhihe.

“You have woken up?” Ning Fan’s tone became gentle but his eyes began to look serious.

Dreams sure were mysterious and unpredictable. You might think that everything inside the dream is real but when you wake up from it, everything is just nothing but a false reality just like flowers in a mirror and the moon reflected on the lake.

Even though the things that happened in the dreams were illusory, Zhihe could always meet Ning Fan in them.

Whether or not the life and death in these dreams were true or fake, it was really difficult to distinguish.

However, Ning Fan was more certain that even though he was inside an illusory dream, he had to protect Zhihe from all kinds of dangers.

“Brother Fan, I really miss you…”

“I know. Get some rest first. I am going to bring you somewhere.”

Internally, Ning Fan had a lot of things to say to her but he could only smile bitterly. In the journey of his Dao cultivation, he killed people like cutting down straws. But he also yearned to return to Yue Country as soon as possible. However, there were too many things he had yet to do. Thus, he could not return yet.

On their journey to the summit of the mountain, only Zhihe was talking all the while Ning Fan listened patiently. Occasionally, some ferocious beasts would bolt out from the forest to block their path. Ning Fan just gave them a ferocious stare and they would all run away in shock.

His baleful qi and devilish aura still remained after all.

Half a day later, they arrived at the summit of the mountain. It was already midnight. The moon was bright but the twinkling stars were rather rare in the sky.

A magnificent jade palace with bright lamps and flames floated on the dense clouds above the summit. It looked like an immortal world.

Amidst the clouds and mist, young men and women carrying swords came and left. All of them were sword cultivators. This Chi Yue Sword Faction really deserved its reputation as the number one sword sect of the Chi Country.

Although the night scenery was so beautiful and mesmerizing, Zhihe no longer had the energy to continue watching it and had already fallen asleep due to exhaustion.

“Stop right there!”

All of a sudden, six disciples who were guarding the mountain appeared in front of Ning Fan and blocked his path. Each of their cultivation bases were at the Seventh Level of the Vein Opening Realm and above. All of them carried a sword and had valiant and soldierly bearings.

Their gaze swept across Ning Fan. As soon as they discovered that he was just a cultivator at the Third Level of the Vein Opening Realm, their expressions revealed a hint of contempt.

Then, they turned their gazes to Zhihe. When they saw Zhihe’s beautiful appearance, all of them were stunned and their eyes flashed with surprise.

What a beautiful lady!

“I am Yu Wei, the deacon who is responsible for guarding this mountain. Who are you?! Why did you enter my Chi Yue Sword Faction along with a lady without permission?!”

Among the six disciples who were guarding the mountain, the person who seemed to be the leader of the group spoke to him. His cultivation base was at the Eight Level of the Vein Opening Realm. As he spoke, he secretly spread out his aura force and delivered it to Ning Fan, attempting to intimidate him.

“I am Zhou Chen!”

Ning Fan flicked the sleeves of his hands which gave rise to a cool breeze that dispersed the aura force from Yu Wei. His expression remained as cool and indifferent as before.

However, after taking the brunt of the force Ning Fan delivered with a flick of his sleeves, the six disciples who were on guard duty coughed out blood at the same time and fell back. Astonishment filled their expressions!

Even though Ning Fan was in an illusory dream, he would never allow himself to be intimidated by juniors at the Vein Opening Realm. Besides, he really disliked the way the six cultivators looked at Zhihe. Thus, he briefly taught them a lesson.

*Hiss*

All of the disciples there including Yu Wei sucked in a cold breath.

The young man who was standing in front of them was actually Zhou Chen! Furthermore, even though Zhou Chen’s cultivation base was just at the Third Level of the Vein Opening Realm, he could block the aura force of a cultivator who was at the Eighth Level of the Vein Opening Realm. His strength was rather terrifying as he could injure six cultivators by just raising his hand!

“Oh, it’s Senior Brother Zhou Chen. We’re sorry that we failed to recognize you just now. Please forgive us for being impolite… The sect master has already agreed to accept Senior Brother Zhou Chen as the great disciple of the Chi Yue Sword Faction. Besides, the sect master has given the order that if Senior Brother comes to the sect, you can directly head to the Smoky Sword Pavilion and enter into seclusion to comprehend swords for ten years… Ten years later, if Senior Brother gets into the top ten of the Sword Competition of One Hundred Sects, you can leave this sect freely and no one will stop you.”

The way Yu Wei and the others looked at Ning Fan carried a hint of fear. Not only were they afraid of Ning Fan’s identity, but also of the terrifying strength that he showed after witnessing him injure the six of them by just raising his hand.

None of them dared to steal a glance on Zhihe anymore as they were afraid that it would anger Ning Fan. Well, no matter where one goes, those with great strength always make others fear and respect them.

“There’ll be no next time.”

Ning Fan gave them a warning. Then, he walked to the entrance gate of the mountain carrying Zhihe on his back.

All of the disciples along his path had already been instructed by Yu Wei to courteously lead the way for him. After making a turn to the left and another turn to the right, he eventually arrived at a pavilion which had extremely dense spiritual qi. It was none other than the Smoky Sword Pavilion.

There were 12 servants in the building. Each of their cultivation bases were at the Fifth Level of the Vein Opening Realm and above. All of them could be considered as elites in the sect but they were all sent to serve Ning Fan.

As for his so-called master who was the master of the sect, he did not even show himself from the beginning. After Zhou Chen entered the gate of the sect, he also hadn’t been given any kind of test.

When Zhou Chen was still young, he was already a prodigious sword cultivator. He was noticed by the sect master of the Chi Yue Sword Faction and he had already passed the test when he was still in the village. Hence, he did not have to take a test after arriving at the sect.

“Greetings to Senior Brother Zhou Chen! Our sect master has already expected Senior Brother’s arrival tonight. He asks for Senior Brother to rest early. Tomorrow, he will personally come to the Smoky Sword Pavilion to teach Senior Brother some cultivation methods!” The twelve servants were polite on the surface but there was still a hint of disdain in the deepest parts of their eyes.

“I understand.”

“This lady is not allowed to enter the Smoky Sword Pavilion! The Smoky Sword Pavilion is a pavilion that was left behind by the old ancestor who founded this sect. Without permission from the sect master, no stranger is allowed to enter!” The eyes of a few servants were filled with contempt when they saw Zhihe and stopped Ning Fan domineeringly.

“She is my wife. There’s nothing wrong in bringing her into the Smoky Sword Pavilion. The Dao of Swords that I cultivate is the Sword of Emotion. Master will understand. If you dare to stand in my way, only death awaits you!”

When Ning Fan finished speaking, a rush of frightening baleful qi spread out. It caused the servants to behave obediently. All of them no longer had any objections, much less look at Ning Fan with disdain.

They could not understand why a junior at the Third Level of the Vein Opening Realm would have such a terrifying baleful qi!

Since Zhou Chen had great achievements in his youth, he naturally was regarded to be incredibly impressive. However, all of his impressiveness would turn to bone-piercing sorrow ten years later.

While Zhihe was sleeping soundly and peacefully, Ning Fan sat on the bed, guarding by her side. At the same time, he sat cross-legged and meditated.

His gaze swept across the surroundings of the Smoky Sword Pavilion from time to time. Vaguely, he discovered a sense of incomplete sword intent within this building.

That trace of sword intent was left in the pavilion by the old ancestor who founded the Chi Yue Sword Faction. It had yet to completely condense. Thus, it could only be regarded as a half-completed sword intent.

Rumor has it that the old ancestor of the sect only had a Nascent Soul Realm cultivation base. He managed to touch the threshold of sword intent but that in itself can already be considered to be out of the ordinary. Hence, it was no surprise that he could not successfully condense his sword intent in the end.

Ning Fan shut his eyes and began studying this trace of incomplete sword intent. It was indistinct like smoke.

Making swords that are like smoke, making swords that are like smoke…

He gently lifted his finger and a trace of indistinct sword light gradually rose on the tip of his finger.

For the entire night, Ning Fan was learning this sword intent. Gradually, his efforts began to show some results.

This sword intent which was indistinct like smoke was rather similar to Zhou Chen’s sword intent.

It can be said that the sword intent Zhou Chen used later in his life was comprehended from this smoke-like sword intent.

I still need to stay in this illusory dream for ten years without feeling sorrow. It is clear that cultivating this sword intent is an excellent option.

Suddenly, a vicious and cold laugh could be heard from outside the room which interrupted Ning Fan in comprehending the sword intent.

“Zhou Chen, you are really careful. You actually brought Mu Haitang with you when you left the village and came here. Even though I might not be able to kill her in the village, it’s still the same as killing her tonight. Then, I will certainly be able to ruin your Dao of Emotions and destroy your future!”

A masked old Daoist who wore a set of black robes and concealed and carried a sword on his back suddenly sneaked into the Smoky Sword Faction. He pointed his finger and delivered a Harmonious Spirit Realm sword light which went straight to Zhihe who was sleeping soundly.

Ning Fan’s expression turned grim. Internally, he surmised that this Daoist who hid his head but showed his tail was probably the culprit who killed Zhou Chen’s beloved and was the one who caused him to be overwhelmed with grief his entire life.

However, he might be able to kill Zhou Chen’s wife, but he should not even think of harming Ning Fan’s wife.

“Courting death!”

Ning Fan reached out with one of his hands and clawed at the air. A rush of overwhelming sword intent turned into innumerable traces of sword threads that rushed towards the Daoist and shredded him into a cloud of blood mist in an instant.

The Daoist widened his eyes in anger which were also filled with disbelief and terror.

Even in his death, he still could not understand why a junior at the Third Level of the Vein Opening Realm could kill him, a dignified Harmonious Spirit Realm cultivator, by just moving his hand!

He wanted to beg for his life. But in Ning Fan’s hands, he did not even have the chance to beg. His only option was to get killed!

There was nothing he could do but to die with lingering grudges!

Ning Fan flicked his sleeves which summoned a gust of cool wind which blew the blood mist away after killing the Daoist, leaving no traces behind.

With his current cultivation base, who could figure out he was the one who killed a Harmonious Spirit Realm cultivator.

Tonight, the life plate of the vice sect master of the Chi Yue Sword Faction broke. To others, the cause of his death was unknown. The whole sect was in chaos. No one suspected it was Ning Fan’s doing.

Since Ning Fan had killed him, Mu Haitang would not die. As such, Ning Fan would not have the ten years of sorrow and Zhou Chen’s sorrowful sword would not be able to harm him!

The next day, the sect master came to the Smoky Sword Pavilion and gave Ning Fan a great amount of pills and cultivation methods. Then, he hurriedly left the place. Apparently, he was investigating the cause of the vice sect master’s demise.

That was the teacher whom Zhou Chen greatly respected. He treated Zhou Chen quite well. To Zhou Chen, his death was another sorrow.

Within ten years, Ning Fan had never taken a step outside his room. He stayed inside the Smoky Sword Pavilion all this time to protect Zhihe.

Whenever he asked for pills, his request would certainly be granted quickly. Some cultivation methods for sword cultivators had also been specially prepared for him.

Ning Fan had never systematically cultivated sword techniques. In Zhou Chen’s remnant dream, he began his cultivation from the very start as a Vein Opening Realm sword cultivator. This bitter cultivation lasted 10 years.

Ten years later, his qi was already at the Late Harmonious Spirit Realm. However, he only told them all that he was at the Tenth Level of Vein Opening Realm.

Within ten years, Zhihe slept a lot and woke up infrequently. During the times when she woke up, she was still sleepy and dizzy. However, under Ning Fan’s protection, she never faced any danger.

In the tenth year, Zhihe’s figure gradually turned faint and vanished from the dream.

As for the memories which originally belonged to Zhou Chen, Ning Fan seized them in these ten years.

Ning Fan had managed to protect Zhihe for ten years until she left this illusory dream. No one was able to lay a finger on her. Ning Fan had no regrets and he had no sorrow. Hence, he was not hurt by the sorrowful sword.

As long as he could break the most sorrowful sword of Zhou Chen in the tenth year, he could then defeat Zhou Chen.