Divine Wilderness Dragon Emperor

"Ling the Pill Master actually defeated Zhou Jian!"

"I can't believe Ling the Pill Master's Sword Dao talent is so strong. Is he really going to become a peerless expert in the Dual Cultivation of Alchemy and Martial?"

"Dual Cultivation of Alchemy and Martial... If he really becomes an expert in this path, what a peerless sight that would be!"

The disciples of the Martial Vein below the stage were all filled with anticipation.

Based on the Martial Arts talent Ling Fei had displayed so far, he had already surpassed many of the geniuses in the Lingyun Sect.

"Not bad. He's defeated three people in a row, improving with each fight. He's a diamond in the rough!" Peak Master Cheng seemed very pleased.

"Next, shall we have a genius who has condensed a Sword Intent Seed fight him?" Grand Alchemist Yuan Chun said with a smile.

At this moment, he was also eager to see if Ling Fei could contend with those geniuses who had condensed a Sword Intent Seed.

If he could, then the boy's path of Dual Cultivation of Alchemy and Martial would be all but confirmed.

"Mo Jiufeng, you go and have a sparring match with Ling the Pill Master," an elder on the high platform said to a young man waiting below.

"Yes!" On the small platform where the geniuses waited, a young man in a long blue robe raised an eyebrow and looked toward Ling Fei on the main stage.

His eyes were filled with a pervasive Sword Intent, accompanied by a rich battle lust.

He had been observing the fights before without much emotional reaction.

In Mo Jiufeng's eyes, dealing with a new disciple like this didn't require him to act at all.

Who would have thought that after three matches, the boy would become stronger and stronger, and now he was even challenging an expert like him, one who had condensed a Sword Intent Seed.

Mo Jiufeng's figure flickered as he shot toward the fighting stage.

"This Mo Jiufeng condensed his Sword Intent Seed half a year ago. He's a genius disciple of our Martial Vein. His Sword Intent is sharp and domineering. When he uses his Three Cyan Blade Swords, few can withstand it. Heh, if Ling the Pill Master can contend with him, his future will be limitless." A Vice Peak Master from the Martial Vein said with a laugh from the high platform.

"Excellent. Everything depends on this battle," Grand Alchemist Yuan Chun nodded.

In their eyes, the previous few fights were just minor skirmishes. This battle was the true clash of geniuses.

"Senior Brother Mo is going up."

"Can Ling Fei still win this time?" When Mo Jiufeng landed on the stage, the crowd of Martial Vein disciples erupted.

Thousands of faces burned with excitement.

"Senior Brother Mo has already condensed a Sword Intent Seed, while Ling Fei has only comprehended Sword Heart. How can the gap between them possibly be bridged?" someone said dismissively.

Comprehending Sword Heart and condensing a Sword Intent Seed were two completely different Realms.

The gap was like the distance between heaven and earth; it was far too difficult to overcome.

Besides, Mo Jiufeng was a genius in his own right, one who tended to surpass his peers. How could a Low Tier Cultivator possibly defeat him by fighting above their Realm? It was easier said than done.

"My name is Mo Jiufeng. I have already condensed a Sword Intent Seed." On the stage, Mo Jiufeng landed, crossed his arms, and spoke lightly to Ling Fei.

The glimmer of confidence in his eyes was completely undisguised.

"Condensed a Sword Intent Seed?" Ling Fei's eyes narrowed. Then he said, "All the better!"

A battle against an expert like this was exactly what he wanted. Only by doing so could he temper himself. Even in defeat, he could gain insight.

'Winning or losing isn't important!'

'Progress is the key!'

"Good!" Mo Jiufeng said. "In that case, you'd better give it your all."

As his words fell, a sharp Sword Intent spread from his body.

However, there was still no sword in his hand.

He simply stood there with his arms crossed, staring indifferently at Ling Fei.

But the light in Mo Jiufeng's eyes grew increasingly sharp, as if it were about to transform into a keen blade and pierce the Void.

At this moment, Steward Huang had already floated down to the high platform with Zhou Jian.

'Senior Brother Mo is making his move.' Seeing Mo Jiufeng land on the fighting stage, a flicker of fervent excitement appeared in Zhou Jian's eyes.

There was even a sense of thrill.

'This is Mo Jiufeng, an expert who has condensed a Sword Intent Seed!'

An individual like him was by no means someone an ordinary person could contend with.

'Can Ling the Pill Master still fight against him?' Zhou Jian wondered inwardly, but he couldn't help but shake his head.

Although he had felt Ling Fei's strength, he also knew just how formidable Mo Jiufeng was.

'Thankfully, it's just a minor injury.' After checking Zhou Jian's injuries, Steward Huang inwardly sighed with relief. However, his gaze toward Ling Fei was clearly different now. 'Now that Mo Jiufeng is taking action, how long can Ling Fei last?' He felt his blood begin to boil.

How many years had it been since he'd last felt this way!

In an instant, countless gazes converged on the fighting stage.

The atmosphere in the entire Martial Arts Arena seemed to freeze, and even the sound of breathing dwindled.

Everyone held their breath, waiting for this battle to begin.

WHOOSH!

Suddenly, on the fighting stage, the incomparably arrogant Mo Jiufeng, who had been standing with his arms crossed, moved.

With a flick of his palm, a cyan light flashed, and a Cyan Blade Sword materialized in his hand out of thin air.

"When you condense a Sword Intent Seed, the sword is in the heart, and the intent is in the soul. Both sword and intent are subject to my will," Mo Jiufeng's deep voice rang out.

His voice was like that of an expert looking down on the weak—seemingly simple, yet filled with arrogance.

"You, watch closely!" As his words fell, Mo Jiufeng's sword moved.

Ling Fei's gaze sharpened, and he stared intently ahead.

He had already released his Divine Sense, spreading it across the entire fighting stage to sense every subtle fluctuation.

The moment Mo Jiufeng moved, he sensed the change in his Sword Intent.

'The sword moves, the man moves, and the Sword Intent moves with them. It's as if he himself is a sword!' Ling Fei's eyes flickered as he keenly felt the change in Mo Jiufeng's aura.

That Sword Intent, that Mystical... he was deeply moved by it.

"This is a true Sword Cultivator!" Ling Fei murmured.

Cyan Blade's Heart Slaying!

Mo Jiufeng's body transformed into a streak of sword light, stabbing directly at Ling Fei.

The cyan Sword Aura condensed into a single point and thrust forward. The sword's light was so contained that only a streak of cyan was visible. By the time you noticed it, the Sword Intent within had already seeped into your mind. It was a Sword Intent that made one's soul tremble and skin crawl; even Ling Fei felt a sense of danger materialize out of thin air.

If not for his powerful Divine Soul, he would have been stunned, lost his ability to react, and been slain by that single strike.

'The Sword Intent is contained... One Sword, One Heart!' Ling Fei's heart stirred.

This was the Sword Intent of the Cyan Blade Sword!

One Sword, One Heart—the intent was to defeat the enemy in a single move!

"What is my Sword Intent, then?" Ling Fei murmured to himself.

He was lost in thought.

However, the sword before him was too fast. Even though his Divine Soul was powerful and his mind could race through countless thoughts in an instant, there was no room for carelessness or delay.

ROAR!

In that split second, Ling Fei also drew his sword.

With a single strike, his sword moved like a True Dragon Emerges from the Sea. It was a simple move, yet it contained the numerous Sword Dao Mysticals he currently commanded.

The Sword Qi howled, pouncing like a ferocious dragon to clash with the Cyan Blade Sword's aura.

Then, the crowd saw the Cyan Blade Sword's aura pierce through the Sword River. The sharp Sword Qi whistled out and appeared right before Ling Fei's eyes.

The Sword Qi struck like a true, sharp blade, flashing with a cyan glow that made the cultivators below the stage hold their breath.

"Senior Brother Mo's Cyan Blade Sword is so powerful!" Many people couldn't help but gasp.

Even Ling Fei's face was filled with apprehension.

Intent Manifests as a Myriad of Swords!

With a single thought, his Sword Intent raged forth, and his Pill Essence transformed into swords to block the attack.

BANG, BANG!

One after another, the sharp swords were shattered, but the Cyan Blade Sword pressed on, taking advantage of the momentum.

"Senior Brother Mo is incredible! With just one move, he's already put Ling the Pill Master on the verge of defeat."

"Ling the Pill Master is strong, but he hasn't condensed a Sword Intent Seed after all. How could he possibly contend with Senior Brother Mo?"

Instantly, a wave of discussion erupted from below the stage.