Cultivation Starts from Farming-Chapter 680 - 323: Swordsmanship Perfection, Ten into a Hundred Blades (Part 3)

Chapter 680: Chapter 323: Swordsmanship Perfection, Ten into a Hundred Blades (Part 3)

Throughout this year, the Purple Essence Ore vein has been generally calm, as if those mysterious cultivators were truly deterred by Xu Ping’s reputation and dared not recklessly invade again.

The miners gradually got used to this reclusive Elder Yan.

Although he rarely intervened in the daily affairs of the ore vein, just having him around inexplicably comforted everyone.

The forbidden area of the Purple Essence Ore vein, the underground chamber beneath a luxurious hall.

In the center of the chamber, Xu Ping held a gleaming blue magical sword, his figure as fluid as a dragon or phoenix, with an overpowering aura like the sea.

His movements seemed slow but were actually as fast as lightning, with sword moves as dense as clouds, continuous and flowing naturally like water.

The sword light traced brilliant arcs in the air, radiating dazzling splendor, as if it would slice the space into countless fragments.

The strength of that sword intent was enough to make ordinary Golden Core Cultivators bow in submission and tremble in awe.

"Boom!"

With a slight explosion, the Sword Qi around Xu Ping suddenly condensed, transforming into a vividly lifelike giant sword phoenix poised to soar.

The sword phoenix flapped its wings, causing the surrounding air to vibrate, and numerous Sword Qi shot out like sharp arrows, striking the Array barriers of the chamber, stirring waves of ripples.

"Success!"

Xu Ping exhaled a turbid breath, his eyes gleaming with uncontrollable joy.

After decades of diligent practice, the Cloud Heaven Sword Skill is finally perfected!

This is the second Sword Technique he has perfected!

The hard work of practicing his sword over the years has finally paid off.

...

Once his mind calmed slightly, Xu Ping began to carefully perceive the changes in his Sword Dao.

He held the gleaming blue Magical Treasure Wooden Sword steadily, focusing his mind and circulating the Spiritual Qi within his body.

In an instant, a powerful and unmatched Sword Qi spread out like a surging tide, the intensity was suffocating.

Where this Sword Qi passed, the air seemed to be sliced into countless pieces, emitting a "sizzling" sound.

Xu Ping held the sword with one hand, his gaze like lightning, pointing the sword towards the sky, and suddenly slashed out.

In an instant.

An extremely sharp sword light shot out from the tip of the sword, piercing the tranquility of the chamber like a white silk threading the air, resembling the Milky Way pouring down.

Sword Qi ran rampant, Spiritual Power surged, and the space trembled as if unable to withstand the power of this sword, on the verge of collapsing.

In the next moment, an even more astonishing transformation occurred.

This sword light unexpectedly split into over a hundred tiny sword lights during flight, pouring down like a rain of swords.

Each was condensed and pure, sharp and exposed, emanating a chilling aura of destruction.

Countless Sword Beams formed an impenetrable net, encapsulating the entire chamber space in an instant.

If Xu Ping had not quickly formed seals at the last moment, gathering and dispersing the raging sword rain.

The entire forbidden area of the Purple Essence Ore vein might have been pierced by this invincible sword rain.

Even quasi-fourth-rank restrictions would have difficulty withstanding such a violent Sword Qi impact.

"Hahaha!"

"The sword light has surged tenfold, transforming into a hundred swords!"

At this moment, Xu Ping could no longer suppress his inner excitement and burst into wild laughter, ringing throughout the chamber.

Just the second perfected Sword Technique can split into over a hundred sword lights.

At this rate, if he can perfect four or five more Sword Techniques, he can fully comprehend the legendary "Jianhong Feiguang" realm.

This level of Sword Dao, throughout the entire Nanchuan Realm, would certainly terrify even mid-stage Nascent Soul giants.

In the Jianhong Feiguang realm, the sword light can transform into thousands, one sword can separate infinitely, impenetrable, like the wrath of the gods, unleashing the might of heaven and earth.

"Soon! Soon!"

Xu Ping couldn’t help but be full of anticipation, his eyes shining with a fervent light. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

He stood silently in the center of the chamber, with Sword Qi swirling around him, looking like an Exiled Immortal descended to the mortal world, transcending all worldly affairs.

Once he achieves Nascent Soul and combines it with the Jianhong Feiguang realm of Sword Dao, facing mid-stage Nascent Soul giants, let alone resisting, he would definitely have a considerable chance of defeating them.

By then, when the Wind Origin Realm invades, he will not become a mere speck destined for annihilation.

"The path of immortality is long, and my heart longs for it," Xu Ping murmured softly, his eyes full of determination and persistence.

...

In the following days, Xu Ping continued to familiarize himself with his Sword Dao realm while also focusing on researching new Sword Techniques.

A month later.

In the void several hundred miles away from the Purple Essence Ore vein, the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi suddenly surged violently, rolling like ocean waves.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

A gigantic spiritual ship, dozens of feet long, hovered high in the sky.

Every inch of the spiritual ship flowed with intense Spiritual Power fluctuations, clearly of quasi-fourth-rank grade, an unmistakable war machine.

On a battlefield between two countries, this kind of spiritual ship would be sufficient to sweep through a small Immortal City.

Standing at the ship’s bow were two Nascent Soul cultivators, their presence as vast as the sea, shrouded in mist, their faces obscured by black clouds, making it impossible to discern their true features.

Yet the unique pressure of Nascent Soul True Monarchs pressed upon the surrounding void like a tangible force.

Behind them stood a dozen Golden Core cultivators, each exuding extraordinary auras, clearly not ordinary individuals.

"Attack!"

The Nascent Soul cultivator in black robes at the ship’s bow issued a hoarse command, the voice not loud but ear-piercing like thunder.

"Yes!"

The dozen Golden Core cultivators responded, swiftly spreading throughout the spiritual ship, maneuvering the massive craft towards the Purple Essence Ore vein.

The quasi-fourth-rank spiritual ship moved incredibly fast, like a giant whale cutting through waves, traversing dozens of miles in an instant.

As soon as the spiritual ship entered the vicinity of the Purple Essence Ore vein, it immediately triggered the array alarm.

"Enemy attack!"

"Enemy attack!"

Earpiercing alarm bells echoed across the skies above the Purple Essence Ore vein.

However, unprepared for a sudden assault, the defending cultivators at the mine had yet to fully gather, with their response strategies chaotic and disordered.

Boom!

The cannon at the front of the quasi-fourth-rank spiritual ship suddenly lit up with dazzling brilliance, several thick dark red beams of crystal light erupted like furious dragons, fiercely pounding the third-rank defensive array surrounding the Purple Essence Ore vein.