Chapter 43: Great Completion of the Saber Art

"No good, I need to think of another way!"

"Looks like I'll have to start from the spirit field. No matter how much of a recluse this kid is."

"I can't just ignore his spirit field, can I?"

Chen Ziang thought this far, and already had a plan in mind.

He then left in quick strides.

The third month of spring.

A warm breeze blew, the sunshine was bright — another fine day.

Qin Ming shouldered his spirit hoe and stepped out the door.

These past days he had been shut away in bitter cultivation, with no time at all to tend his spirit field.

The time it takes to drink a cup of tea later.

Qin Ming arrived at his spirit field.

Within the three mu of Golden Spirit Rice spirit field, tender sprouts had already sprouted.

Two gleaming golden entries came into view.

【Name】: Golden Spirit Rice 【Entry】: Weak magic power (Maturity 2%)

【Name】: Golden Spirit Rice 【Entry】: Quality Boost (Maturity 3%)

He then walked over to the two-mu herb field.

Twelve first-grade upper-quality spirit plants, Mo Yan Cao, had survived; eleven first-grade supreme-quality spirit plants, Seven-Leaf Huang Ling, had survived.

Roughly a half survival rate — for upper-quality and supreme-quality spirit plants, that was already very high.

But what excited him was—

Among those twenty-plus spirit herbs, two entries had actually refreshed!

【Name】: Mo Yan Cao 【Entry】: Great Completion 《Blood-Burning Saber Art》 Ten Days (Maturity 1%)

【Name】: Seven-Leaf Huang Ling 【Entry】: Abundant Soul Power X5 (Maturity 1%)

Qin Ming stared at the two entries, his eyes shining!

His spirit surged with excitement.

"Just as they say, when you feel sleepy, someone brings you a pillow!"

Qin Ming had been bitterly practicing 《Blood-Burning Saber Art》 these past days, with no progress to speak of.

He had nearly lost heart, but now things had taken a turn for the better.

Qin Ming clenched his teeth at once, used one 【Ripening】 entry, and immediately ripened these two spirit herbs.

Half a day later.

That stalk of Mo Yan Cao and Seven-Leaf Huang Ling grew taller at a speed visible to the naked eye, until they were fully mature.

Qin Ming harvested the two spirit plants on the spot.

Two green entry leaves instantly appeared within his Sea of Consciousness.

The entries he currently had left were: Ripening X2, Spirit Seed Regeneration X2, Abundant Soul Power X5, Great Completion 《Blood-Burning Saber Art》 Ten Days.

The other entries had all been consumed during Qin Ming's daily cultivation.

As for the two entries in the Golden Spirit Rice field, he planned not to waste any Ripening entries on them — after all, Golden Spirit Rice ripened once a season, and its maturation period was very short.

After all this was done.

Qin Ming cast aside all distracting thoughts and used the 【Great Completion 《Blood-Burning Saber Art》 Ten Days】 entry.

Boom!

Great Completion-level saber-art comprehension descended upon Qin Ming like a heavenly baptism.

In some unfathomable way, Qin Ming felt as though he had spent decades bitterly practicing 《Blood-Burning Saber Art》.

He couldn't wait to try his hand and see just how this Great Completion saber art performed. Qin Ming was thrilled to the extreme, and at once leapt into the woods behind the spirit field.

He wanted to find a place with no one around to test the saber art.

Qin Ming ran inside for a while.

As he ran and ran.

Suddenly!

The same sense of crisis as last time suddenly welled up in Qin Ming's heart.

His powerful qi and blood instantly sensed four killing-intent auras behind him, firmly locked onto him.

Closing in at an extremely fast speed.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Four azure rainbows streaked across the sky! Four cultivators dressed in Spirit Feather Gate attire, piloting magic boats, cut off Qin Ming's path. Two were at the sixth layer of Qi Refining, one at the seventh layer, and the last at the eighth layer.

None of the four made any attempt to conceal themselves, as though they had him in the bag.

Among them, that eighth-layer Qi Refining cultivator was Qin Ming's old acquaintance — Chen Ziang.

"Oh ho ho! Fellow Daoist Qin, where are you rushing off to in such a panic?" Chen Ziang wore a playful expression, a cold glint in his eyes, and said through gritted teeth, "You've really made me wait a good long time!"

"To wait for you to show up, I've been staking out this place for a good several days!"

The seventh-layer Qi Refining cultivator beside him chimed in, "Senior Brother Chen, later we must torment this kid properly, let him taste the flavor of refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit! Hehehe!"

"I just can't figure it out — does this kid really love ducking into little groves? Gave us quite the chase."

Another sixth-layer Qi Refining cultivator sized up Qin Ming with a mocking gaze.

He discovered Qin Ming was only at the fourth layer of Qi Refining.

He then volunteered, saying: "Let me handle it. To deal with this sort of trash, there's no need for Senior Brother Chen to lift a finger."

Having said that, he immediately produced a mid-grade magic sword, and with a flick of his hand formed a sword incantation.

The flying sword came stabbing straight at Qin Ming with irresistible force!

The other few had no intention of making a move, all standing aside to watch the show.

The Qi Refining sixth-layer cultivator who had struck at Qin Ming also revealed an expression of victory already in hand.

Dealing with a mere Spirit Farmer—isn't that a cinch? Qin Ming stared at the flying sword stabbing toward him, his face expressionless, not the slightest intention of dodging.

"Hehe! Scared stupid, huh?" That cultivator let out a smug, gloating laugh.

Just when the few of them all thought Qin Ming was bound to be taken down.

The situation suddenly changed! Whoosh! When the flying sword was less than a chi away from Qin Ming.

Qin Ming moved!

He simply extended his right hand and casually reached forward.

Clang! That mid-grade law sword, flying at extreme speed, was firmly grasped in his hand.

Pinched like a steel clamp, the body of the law sword trembled violently, unable to advance or retreat.

Qin Ming exerted force with his arm, and the power of qi and blood attached itself to that law sword.

The law sword instantly lost its connection with that cultivator.

Qin Ming unceremoniously stowed it into his storage bag.

The opposing Qi Refining sixth-layer cultivator wore an expression as if he'd seen a ghost, and cried out in horror: "How is this possible?! Catching a law weapon barehanded!"

"He's a body cultivator!"

The four on the opposite side only now realized something was wrong! They hurriedly took out their law weapons and stood ready in battle formation! Qin Ming raised his head, his gaze darkly and viciously fixed on the cultivator who had struck, and said unhurriedly: "Since you've thrown a sword at me."

"You might as well try taking one slash from me!"

The words had barely fallen.

A black long saber brimming with baleful aura instantly appeared in Qin Ming's hand.

He'd been fretting over having nowhere to test his saber art—today he'd use these few to open the blade! The power of qi and blood within Qin Ming's body erupted in an instant!

It transmitted into the body of the Black Wind Saber in his hand.

Then the qi and blood was ignited, and a layer of flame saber-glow three cun long burst forth atop the blade.

Fearsomely sharp! Swish! Qin Ming leaped into the air!

His figure vanished on the spot in an instant, leaving only an afterimage.

The first stance of the Blood-Burning Saber Art—delivering one slash at that cultivator, instantly unleashing eighty-one fiery-red saber glows! That cultivator, in his haste, frantically produced a golden alms-bowl defensive law weapon to block.

Clang clang clang! The instant the flame saber glows touched the golden alms-bowl defensive law weapon.

They sliced through it as easily as cutting tofu.

The saber glows' speed did not diminish in the slightest.

They continued slashing forward, instantly piercing through the opponent's body.

Boom! A ball of blood mist exploded violently in the air! That Qi Refining sixth-layer cultivator was chopped into dozens of chunks by Qin Ming's slash, raining down from the sky.

This scene came too suddenly.

The scene instantly fell deathly silent.

The remaining three from the Spirit Feather Sect swallowed hard with great difficulty.

'What terrifying saber art is this? Even a defensive law weapon was smashed to pieces!'

Qin Ming needed only one slash to thoroughly overawe the hearts and minds of the three!

(End of chapter)