Cultivation: Start From Simplifying Martial Arts Techniques - Chapter 340

Chapter 340: Eight Miseries of Life

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

“Boom!”

An explosion echoed within the sword formation as the blood-red figure, which was the manifestation of Chou Yuanceng, was shattered by Chen Fei’s sword, revealing Chou Yuanceng’s true form. At this moment, Chou Yuanceng, with a terrified look in his eyes, was continuously pushed backward by the tremendous force.

No matter how he retreated, at this moment, Chou Yuanceng was trapped within the sword formation with no way out.

The blood light that had protected him countless times was torn apart by Chen Fei’s sword.

The protective blood light formed by the Blood Origin Technique had allowed him to escape unscathed when he was attacked by two middle-stage Aperture Tempering realm cultivators.

But now, facing Chen Fei’s sword, it was actually completely shattered. In a trance, Chou Yuanceng had the illusion that he was facing a late-stage aperture tempering realm expert.

“Sir, let’s talk it out!”

Chou Yuanceng shouted loudly. At this moment, Chou Yuanceng had already seen Chen Fei’s true cultivation level. It was the middle stage of the aperture tempering realm. With a full-blown attack, Chen Fei’s level could no longer be concealed.

Chou Yuanceng was depressed. If he had known that Chen Fei was at the middle stage of the aperture tempering realm, he would not have been so arrogant just now. He might even have retreated in the end.

After all, being at the middle stage of the aperture tempering realm was enough to protect Feng Xiupu and the others, and continuing to drag on had no meaning whatsoever.

However, who could have expected that Chen Fei, with such a youthful appearance, would already be so impressive at the early stage of the aperture tempering realm, let alone reaching the middle stage of the aperture tempering realm.

Although sect disciples had more resources than individual cultivators, no matter how good the resources were, it was impossible for the entire sect’s resources to be given to you. Cultivation also paid attention to gradual progress.

It would take at least a few decades to break through to the middle stage of the aperture tempering realm. There shouldn’t be a young cultivator like Chen Fei at the middle stage.

However, it was meaningless to talk about this now. The most important thing now was to save his life.

Chen Fei didn’t reply. His figure flashed and came in front of Chou Yuanceng. The Qianyuan Sword in his hand stabbed forward.

As soon as the sword moved, a sharp intent filled Chou Yuanceng’s sea of consciousness.

Earlier, with the Blood Origin Technique protecting his body, even Chou Yuanceng could not block Chen Fei’s sword. Now that the Blood Origin Technique was broken, how could he block this sword?

And if he couldn’t block it, he would die!

Thinking of death, Chou Yuanceng’s eyes widened in fear. He didn’t want to die yet. He had cultivated to the middle stage of the aperture tempering state after much hardship, which was extremely rare among independent cultivators.

Because of this, Chou Yuanceng’s personality became even more arrogant. Ordinary independent cultivators would only become his prey. Even disciples in the sect would not be able to escape his killing as long as they moved fast enough.

How carefree were these days? Chou Yuanceng didn’t want to die. He wanted to continue enjoying this life and even reach the later stage of the aperture tempering realm.

“Ah!”

Chou Yuanceng roared madly as the blood in his body boiled. In the blink of an eye, blood energy flowed out of Chou Yuanceng’s body.

Chou Yuan had obtained the Blood Origin Technique in a dilapidated city back then, and the person who buried it had buried it in the deepest part of the city. It was rumored that this technique was the cornerstone technique of a sect back then, and its power was unparalleled.

However, there was a drawback to the Blood Origin Technique. Every half a year, the blood in one’s body would boil for two hours. During the period when the blood was boiling, the cultivator was in unbearable pain.

However, as long as he endured this pain, his cultivation would increase a little, and at the same time, the elemental energy in his body would become purer.

There were few resources for independent cultivators, so Chou Yuanceng had relied on the characteristics of the Blood Origin Technique to cultivate step by step. However, this kind of torment would also make the cultivator’s personality become extremely irritable.

Chou Yuan had turned into a bloody man. Behind him, a black shadow rose up like a demon. At this moment, it stared at Chen Fei, and countless grievances surged into Chen Fei’s sea of consciousness.

Birth, aging, sickness, death, love, separation, hatred, resentment, and desire unfulfilled the five aggregates burning fiercely!

The eight sufferings of life roared silently within Chen Fei’s mind, like a nightmare awakening, trying to drag him into an infernal hell.

God Slaying!

In Chen Fei’s sea of consciousness, a sword light tore through all the illusions and went all the way forward, nailing into the forehead of the black shadow behind Chou Yuanceng.

Chou Yuanceng screamed in pain as his body distorted. The black shadow behind him collapsed after letting out a roar.

“Tsk!

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The Qianyuan Sword stabbed into Chou Yuanzeng’s body. The blood light attached to Chou Yuanzeng’s body was distorted and then torn apart, turning into fragments and disappearing.

Within the bloody light, Chou Yuanceng had tried his best to block this sword, but he could only watch in vain as the elemental energy in his body exploded. He could only watch as the sword tip got closer and closer to him.

“Open!”

The spiritual saber in Chou Yuanceng’s hand trembled violently and burst out with a dazzling light. However, this light was immediately suppressed by the Qianyuan Sword.

“Boom!”

A loud explosion rang out, and Chou Yuanceng spat out a mouthful of blood. His body flew backward and crashed into the sword formation, but he was violently bounced back and smashed onto the ground. His face was as pale as paper, and his breathing was weak.

One sword broke through his defense, and another sword was on the verge of death. Chou Yuanceng had been beaten to such a state by Chen Fei’s two swords.

Chou Yuanceng had always thought that he would only become like this if he provoked an aperture tempering realm advanced stage expert. Under the later stage of the Aperture Tempering realm, even if they encountered cultivators in the sect, they would have to fight to determine the outcome.

But now, Chou Yuanceng finally understood that when he met a true Heaven’s Favorite, he would be so unpredictable and miserable.

He was also at the middle stage of the aperture tempering realm, but he couldn’t even run away. In fact, he was already on the verge of death after two moves.

Chou Yuanceng tried his best to raise his head and saw Chen Fei standing in front of him. The Qianyuan Sword turned into a phantom and stabbed towards his forehead.

“I know where the Great Thunder Sword is, 1 know where the Great Thunder Sword is!” Chou Yuan once shouted crazily, using all his strength, afraid that if he was a second late, he would be beheaded.

The tip of the Qianyuan Sword stopped in front of Chou Yuanzeng’s forehead. Chen Fei looked at Chou Yuanzeng and frowned.

Chou Yuanceng looked at the blade in front of him and desperately crawled backward. Only when he was a few feet away from the tip of the sword did Chou Yuanceng weakly lie on the ground.

“What’s with the Great Thunder Sword?” Chen Fei looked down at Chou Yuanceng and asked.

It was not a secret in the vicinity of the Immortal Cloud City that the Primordial Sword Sect’s cultivation technique was missing. It was not surprising that independent cultivators would know about this.

If Chou Yuanceng had said something else, Chen Fei might not have been interested. However, the cultivation method of the Primordial Sword Sect was indeed different.

The Zhongyuan Sword Technique had long been perfected. The Giant Spirit Sword and Soaring Heaven Technique were only a little bit away from perfection. Lately, Chen Fei had been pondering about his cultivation techniques from time to time.

If he could complete all the cultivation techniques within the sect, Chen Fei could smoothly cultivate his way to the peak of the aperture tempering realm without any worries.

Furthermore, the Primordial Sword Scripture that had seven cultivation techniques might even be stronger than the legacy of the Immortal Cloud Sword Sect.

Unfortunately, the Primordial Sword Scripture was already damaged before Chen Fei came to the sect.

Now that he suddenly heard about the Great Thunder Sword, Chen Fei naturally wanted to listen. If Chou Yuanceng had lied, then it would only be a matter of one sword strike and would not delay anything.

“I saw someone not long ago who used a cultivation technique similar to your sect’s Great Thunder Sword,” cautiously mentioned Chou Yuanceng.

At this moment, whether he could stay alive depended entirely on Chen Fei’s willingness, and Chou Yuanceng suppressed the intense pain in his body, not even daring to take a deep breath.

“Do you know the state of the Great Thunderclap Sword after cultivating it?” Chen Fei chuckled softly, and this smile carried a cold undertone in Chou Yuanceng’s eyes.

It was clear that Chen Fei didn’t put much trust in Chou Yuanceng’s words.

Chou Yuanceng’s forehead was instantly covered in cold sweat. Seeing Chen Fei’s gaze turn colder, Chou Yuanceng’s heart trembled even more. He hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice, “He’s my best friend. He obtained the Great Thunder Sword.”

Chou Yuan glanced at Chen Fei. Seeing that Chen Fei’s expression did not change, he hurriedly continued, “The complete Great Thunder Sword can cultivate 85 acupoints!”

Chen Fei’s brows couldn’t help but twitch. He had already planned to attack directly, but at this moment, he couldn’t help but stop because Chou Yuanceng was right.

According to the records of the Primordial Sword Sect, the complete Great Thunder Sword had indeed cultivated 85 acupoints, which was five more acupoints than the Zhongyuan Sword and the Giant Spirit Sword.

However, how could the cultivation technique of the Great Thunder Sword be obtained by an independent cultivator outside?

A light suddenly flashed in Chen Fei’s mind.

In the past two years, in order to repair the cultivation technique, Chen Fei had specially flipped through many of the sect’s collection of ancient books. In one of the ancient books, he saw a paragraph of records.

A few hundred years ago, there had been internal strife in the sect. A few branches had even fought. Later on, a few branch masters had even left the sect with their disciples.

However, even though he had left, the sect still had a copy of the cultivation techniques of the various branches at that time. Later on, the Primordial Sword Sect re-developed the branches that had left.

At that time, Chen Fei treated the history of this sect as a story because hundreds of years had passed. Ever since the sect’s ancient records were damaged, it wasn’t that the sect hadn’t thought of looking for those branches that had left back then to see if they could find some secret manuals.

However, those branches that had left had declined even earlier than the Primordial Sword Sect. They had disappeared without a trace at some point in time. It was impossible to find them even if one wanted to.

Now, did an independent cultivator find the cultivation technique manuals left behind by those branch clans that left?

“Everything I said is true. I can bring you to my friend. I only beg you to spare my life!” Chou Yuanceng said in a low voice. In order to survive, Chou Yuanceng no longer cared about his good friend.

“Bind your own cultivation!” Chen Fei looked at Chou Yuanceng and said.

“Yes, sir!”

Hearing Chen Fei’s words, Chou Yuanceng’s heart settled. This meant that he would not have to die for the time being.

Chou Yuan struggled to stand up, his fingers swiping across the acupoints all over his body. The flow of his essence force was stopped, and his aura became stiff like stagnant water.

Chen Fei appeared in front of Chou Yuanceng. His right hand formed a sword finger and pointed at Chou Yuanceng’s forehead. Violent core soul energy swept across Chou Yuanceng’s body.

“I told you to bind yourself up, yet you still dare to play tricks?”

“Mistake…”

“Bang!”

Chou Yuanceng’s body trembled slightly, and his face was filled with pain and malevolence.

A ripple of vital energy spread out. With a single finger, Chen Fei pierced through 15 of Chou Yuanceng’s acupoints. Chou Yuanceng’s realm dropped to the early-stage of the Aperture Tempering realm..