I Can Replicate Martial Arts

"Sword Intent?"

Just as Zhao Rui was immersed in the thrill of unleashing his Sword Intent, Xuan Si strode out from behind the courtyard wall.

Her eyes went wide as she stared at the cross-legged Zhao Rui, exclaiming in astonishment,

"How is this possible?"

At that moment, a powerful wave of Sword Intent was emanating from Zhao Rui, sweeping out in all directions as if it could tear the very sky apart.

For Zhao Rui, who already practiced multiple Divine Soul Realm Divine Skills, the addition of this incredibly pure Sword Intent created a terrifyingly powerful aura.

"You actually mastered it?"

Xuan Si cried out in a fluster.

’How am I going to explain this to Master! Knowing how petty she is, she’ll be furious when she hears... Ugh, no, bad thought, bad thought.’

Hearing Xuan Si’s voice, Zhao Rui finally rose to his feet. He stretched his stiff limbs from sitting so long and said with a smile, "I have to thank you for your help, Big Sis!"

"..."

A stampede of curses ran through Xuan Si’s mind. ’This has nothing to do with me! When did I ever help you? Don’t you dare frame me!’

"What kind of Sword Intent did you comprehend?"

Xuan Si pushed aside her chaotic thoughts and asked with a solemn expression.

"I’m not telling you that. It’s not like you Emei people welcome me anyway. I’m leaving. See me down the mountain, Big Sis!"

"Who are you calling Big Sis!"

Xuan Si retorted unhappily, then shook her head and said,

"You can’t leave yet. The Sword Intent here is a treasure of my Sect. Since you comprehended it, you must go to Sword Storage Peak and retrieve something for us!"

"Retrieve something? Was it the same for those other people before?"

Zhao Rui asked curiously.

"Yes. Unfortunately, they weren’t strong enough and failed to do so."

"Oh! Retrieve something for you, huh?"

Zhao Rui flashed a grin, revealing his pearly whites. "Heh heh, sorry, no time! My coach won’t give me the day off!"

"Be seeing you!"

With that, he leaped up and shot down the mountain.

This successful replication was his reward for delivering the message; he didn’t owe the Emei Sect a thing.

On the contrary, the Emei Sect was far too stingy. He had performed such a great service for them last time, and they hadn’t even made a peep.

’A Sect like this, no matter how deep its foundations, is nothing special.’

’I can’t be bothered to help them retrieve anything.’

’It’s not like it’s for me.’

"You..."

Xuan Si never expected him to refuse—and not only refuse but also run away!

Normally, any Martial Artist who comprehended Sword Intent here would be deeply grateful to the Emei Sect, and both parties would form a positive bond.

But not him.

However, when she recalled Master Liao Jing’s dislike for the man, she understood that Zhao Rui must have been harboring resentment.

She glanced in the direction he had fled, couldn’t be bothered to give chase, and turned to descend the mountain, returning to the Emei Sword Sect.

「The next morning.」

Xuan Si went to Nun Jing’s residence early to report Zhao Rui’s breakthrough and refusal.

After Nun Lejing heard the report, her gaze grew so sharp it seemed it could pierce through the courtyard walls.

"This person is impulsive and doesn’t abide by conventions. Go and instruct the disciples of our Emei Sword Sect that they are forbidden from associating with him."

"Which university is he from?"

Liao Jing suddenly asked.

"He’s from Dongqi University."

Xuan Si had Zhao Rui’s complete file; all participants from the exchange conference had been registered.

"Dongqi University? Elder Ge’s territory? Then forget it!"

Liao Jing frowned. "No wonder he’s so absurdly insolent! It seems he has a powerful backer! You are dismissed. I need to leave the mountain for a trip. It’s a good opportunity to meet with Elder Ge."

Hearing this, Xuan Si quickly bowed and withdrew from the thatched hut.

「That same day.」

In a hidden location within the Emei Sword Sect, a group of young women was concentrating on dozens of longswords, their hands forming a dazzling array of Hand Formulas!

As time passed, the longswords seemed to react, one by one flying from their sheaths like rockets launching from the ground, then hovering in mid-air.

"If I hadn’t seen the Master perform it herself, I would never have believed the Sword Control Skill was real!"

After a long moment, the young women exhaled sharply, their bodies feeling completely drained as they slumped to the ground.

One of the women shook her head and sighed.

"Xuening, you’re already amazing. You not only broke through to Level 9, but you can also practice the Sword Control Skill."

The woman beside her said with a smile.

"What I’m doing can’t be called Sword Control Skill. At best, it’s a ’sword-lifting skill’!"

It turned out the one who had just spoken was Bai Xuening, who hadn’t been seen for a long time.

"Hehe, ’sword-lifting skill,’ that’s a perfect description! The world may not know of Emei’s wonderful method, but even this ’sword-lifting skill’ of yours is a Technique that Grandmasters on the outside would envy!"

The woman next to her said with a hint of pride.

They were all disciples of Emei who had a natural affinity for the sword. Ever since Sword Storage Peak was discovered ten years ago, a large number of disciples had come here every year to practice the Sword Control Skill.

Unfortunately, very few succeeded!

Just as the group was chatting and resting, a young girl suddenly walked in from outside.

The girl trotted over to Bai Xuening, looking slightly excited.

When she reached her, the girl asked with a gossipy expression,

"Xuening, do you remember a high school classmate of yours named Zhao Rui?"

"Zhao Rui?"

"I remember him. What about him? And Wan Ting, how do you know him?"

Bai Xuening asked in surprise. After graduating from high school, she had barely attended two days of university before being selected to enter Sword Storage Peak.

She hadn’t realized that a year had already passed in the blink of an eye.

"Him? Heh heh, he made it onto our Emei’s blacklist! Master Liao Jing has given an order forbidding any disciple from associating with him."

This girl was none other than Wan Ting, the one who had spotted Zhao Rui on the mountain earlier.

"Huh?"

At these words, not only Bai Xuening but also the other girls who had gathered to listen cried out in shock.

"What did he do?"

"I don’t know!"

Wan Ting shook her head and said.

"Tch!"

"But, he did do something yesterday that would totally blow your mind."

"Alright, stop keeping us in suspense and just tell us already!"

"Last night... he comprehended Sword Intent..."