Becoming evil makes you ten times stronger, but becoming a demon gives you hundredfold strength-Chapter 228 - 205 Sword Intent of Water

The Mysterious Heaven Sect was near the Western Wastes, but even so, it would take the flying boat about ten months of full-speed flight to make one trip there. This was also why, after the other party had purchased a large quantity of goods two years ago, the second transaction was spaced so long apart.

The Western Wastes were vast but also impoverished, the Moon-Watching Sect could throw its weight around in this area, but it was not easy to amass a large number of spirit stones. A Son of Heavenly Way had already scavenged quite a lot, and after that, earning spirit stones didn’t come easily. As for trying to rob Golden Core cultivators...let’s put it this way, if that route were truly viable, Bu Shixian wouldn’t be so destitute, to the point of being desperate enough to trade feathers for spirit stones.

Especially now, numerous poverty-stricken loose cultivators were eyeing the Moon-Watching Sect with keen interest; some even mixed spirit rice at the foot of the sect’s mountain and would leave, only to return with a new identity.

When a person is so poor they have nothing left to lose, what threat does a Golden Core pose to them?

Fighting with these paupers could only result in financial loss, while the Central Plains Region was said to be immensely rich. If Meng Yu could visit there once, note down the coordinates, that would be a lot more comfortable.

Therefore, Meng Yu conveyed to the Mysterious Heaven Sect that he would seriously consider making a trip to the Central Plains.

Then, Meng Yu and Bai Qianqian returned to the Immortal Sect.

...

It was still Peach Blossom Star, but in a different location, they released Bai Qianqian, and the two of them, just like before, stayed there unnoticed, engaged in sword training and studying as if disappearing without a trace.

A month later, the return button appeared, and after teleportation became possible, Meng Yu officially began enhancing himself.

In his mind, a tenfold lotus seed swept past various objects that could be strengthened.

Formation, spells, and even alchemy... But still, he decided to cultivate another Sword Intent.

The water-element sword technique he practiced was called the Long River Sword Technique, or in other words, the Immortal Sect’s version of the Blood River Divine Sword!

The Blood River Divine Sword, a divine technique and mainstay of the Blood God Sect, had also slaughtered countless Immortal Sect experts.

To defeat the enemy, one must understand the enemy. The Immortal Sect had not just once but several times seized the Blood God Sect’s secret manuals and appropriated their strengths, adopting the thirteen fundamental techniques of the Blood River Divine Sword and replacing them with water-element cultivation techniques, creating a foundation sword technique that was either as gentle as drizzling rain, silently nurturing, or as imposing as the vast atmosphere.

The waters of the world, each unique, surging and flowing, gently nurturing.

Meng Yu chose the most conservative one, a sword technique typically practiced by those with insufficient talent.

He sought not quantity nor power but to cultivate a singular path of the Sword Intent of Water.

Being a master swordsman with two Sword Intents, Meng Yu found it easy to pick up many sword techniques. It took just a year or two to progress from beginner to master in most, but he had spent a full six years on the Long River Sword Technique. Now, after repeated battles with Bu Shixian, this technique was moving toward perfection.

So, it was time to enhance it!

The lotus seed fell, and in the next moment, Meng Yu opened his eyes, feeling as if he had arrived at the side of a curving, winding brook.

There were various great rivers and spectacular views in the world, but he had come to this small, narrow place with an exceptionally beautiful view.

The brook was clear and bottom-visible, its water gentle and meandering, and there was a lone swordsman living by its bank.

Every day he would practice swordsmanship, observe the water, or drift on it in a boat, feeling the water’s power.

The brook was clear, and his sword was as serene as water.

He did not seek vast waves or a river that spanned thousands of miles, much like his own person—ordinary, quietly cultivating.

One year, ten years, sixty years...a jiazi had passed, and the youth had become an elderly man, his sharp sword turned into a wooden sword. The brook was still winding and curving until one day, thunder roared and heavy rain poured down, turning the crystal-clear stream into a malevolent flood dragon!

Wave after wave, the sword was like the waves, the Qi like silk, surging with seven layers of waves!

The power of the sword light increased with each stroke, accumulating the strength of the previous layer—Meng Yu’s Sword Intent of Water was condensing!

With this strike, Meng Yu wielded the surging force within the Sword Intent of Water.

Layer upon layer, unstoppable!

But this sword stopped in mid-air, dissipated, and then transformed again—with seven waves suddenly becoming nine spirals!

The grandeur of nine springs became apparent!

The previous move was a proper and straightforward sword technique of the Immortal Sect, one that accumulated and released power, but this move had undergone a bizarre change, taking a different path akin to the Blood River Divine Sword.

Meng Yu’s long sword drew nine complete circles, as if moving a massive weight; behind each circle was a churning vortex, each seemingly containing endless waves.

These nine circles followed a path of being heavy, clumsy, and sizable. Once Meng Yu finished drawing all nine circles, he would achieve the endless aspect of the Sword Intent of Water with this move.

Boundless, limitless!

However, Meng Yu’s sword was still changing. The waves disappeared, the spirals too, because these were not what Meng Yu sought.

Just like the other twelve paths of the Long River Sword Technique, no matter how good they were, what did they have to do with Meng Yu?

The storm subsided, the thunder ceased, and a small stream flowed quietly, with only a round sun rising in the sky.

The sun’s rise turned the river’s blossoms redder than fire, while spring turned the river’s water as green as blue!

The previous surges, all the terrifying waves, had become the "Long River Sets with the Round Sun."

Tranquil, eternal, and... returning to simplicity, capturing the gentleness within the Sword Intent of Water.

Meng Yu had decided upon the most ordinary and common aspect of gentleness within the Sword Intent of Water!

The supreme good is like water, which benefits all things without striving.

The next moment, Meng Yu awoke, as his Sword Intent of Water condensed successfully. His joints crackled, indicating a strengthening in physique and bones. Shaoyang Mysterious Skill transformed into a softer, bursting vitality of water, which flowed purely and gently within him.

His grade shifted from the First Layer to the Second. As for swordsmanship, as his fingertips flicked, a slender, small stream of water trickled in between.

The sword techniques were intricate and sinuous, gentle with nine transformations.

Very good, exceptionally so.

Meng Yu took a deep breath.

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When he first accomplished White Crane Sword Intent, he was ignorant and exhilarated, but he never considered whether that sword intent suited him.

A man’s first time is always so impulsive and without regret.

When it came to choosing the Fire Crow Sword Technique, he understood; among the countless flames of the world, one couldn’t desire them all. Limited by resources, he chose it because he liked the spell characteristics of the Fire Crow Sword Technique. It complemented the White Crane Swordsmanship in battle, and whether it was adding fire to the sword or the fire crow’s fireball-like autonomous attack, it was all excellent.

His subsequent choices proved him right; combining two ordinary sword techniques was not a mere sum of parts, but a marvelous synergy that let him defeat countless foes!

Now, he had chosen the Long River Sword Technique, valuing its softness above all.

Previously, his victory on Green Wood Star owed to having no weak points in offense, speed, and defense. But Meng Yu still wanted to soften the exceptionally sharp angles of this triangle with the roundness of a circle.

As the long sword swung out, the Wind-Slicing Strike at that moment became more enduring, and after a perfect arc, there were no flaws left in his attacks.

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A stream of pure and gentle True Qi wandered through his body, making the Spiral Rebound Qi of the "Eighteen Falls of the Soaked Clothes" even more resilient.

And the Fire Crow... Meng Yu still remembered the sunset over the river bending by the sandy shore, where the White Crane stood by the water.

What he needed to do now was to merge these three sword intents.

He stepped out the door and nodded at Bai Qianqian.

"Let’s go out for a walk, shall we?"

...

Peach Blossom Star was bustling with activity recently.

Though not quite to the degree where Golden Cores were as common as stray dogs, all sorts of survey teams, civilian groups, and even internet celebrities from different regions came to join in the commotion.

After all, Meng Yu had desecrated the ancestral graves of the Immortal Sect.

This was the literal truth—information about the Jade Rabbit Family which was not in the original records. People weren’t foolish; if the remaining rabbits hadn’t followed, could they be with the Old Immortal Gate?

They continued studying the Son of Heavenly Way project, but something didn’t add up. What was happening with the Old Immortal Gate, and what had gone wrong there? Bai Qianqian had said things were not good on her end, but what had happened exactly?

The Immortal Sect valued relative freedom of speech, a principle safeguarded by the Fifth Order Divine Artifact Moon God. Now everywhere, various conjectures emerged. If it weren’t deemed too risky for Nascent Souls and Divinity Transformations to come down into this Third-Order Minor World, those big shots might have already arrived.

Inside Meng Yu’s storage bag, he had suitable identities, so after changing their appearances, the two of them walked on the city streets.

As they wandered, they arrived at a pedestrian street filled with an array of goods and towering arenas.

With the influx of many people to Peach Blossom Star, disputes naturally arose, leading to conflicts and a sense of competitiveness. Having them fight it out was not necessarily a bad thing.

In the arena, a man and a woman were engaged in a sword match.

The man utilized a Gale Sword Technique, where his sword gleamed within the relentless winds. The woman, on the other hand, wielded Water Element Swordsmanship and coincidentally, she too employed the Long River Sword Technique.

Her sword glimmered like water, surging forth, spanning thousands of miles, and sweeping through all opposition.

Their intense battle lasted thirty rounds, and the woman won.

The female Foundation Establishment cultivator beamed on the arena platform, raising her hand to signal anyone dissatisfied could challenge her. She even teased Meng Yu with a beckoning finger.

A twitch appeared at the corner of Meng Yu’s mouth.

Having just achieved Sword Intent of Water, he was exuding an overflowing amount of Water-Element Spiritual Energy, a phenomenon common when a practitioner strays in cultivating a certain sword technique.

"Come on, little brother, let me guide you," she said with a smile, and then Bai Qianqian nudged Meng Yu with her lips.

In the Western Wastes, this would be a severe provocation, requiring blood to be spilled within five steps, but in the Immortal Sect, it was quite normal for a superior predecessor to offer pointers to the young.

Bai Qianqian’s nudging meant, "Please don’t go up there and kill someone."

The reason Meng Yu’s mouth twitched was that this woman was at the pinnacle of Foundation Building.

This was her arena, where Foundation Builders wagered spirit stones on their duels, and she had suppressed her cultivation to win spirit stones.

Alright, Meng Yu glanced at Bai Qianqian, who was hugging a toy she had just won.

"Come on, little brother, let’s spar a bit."