Chapter 333: Sword Mastery & Ten Thousand Sword Form: Greater Attainment!

"Oh, what's the matter that makes you so moved?"

An indistinguishable voice, neither male nor female, sounded in his mind; Ni Qiu was first startled, then his complexion changed dramatically. Looking up, he saw that, at an unknown moment, a Paper Person had appeared before him, identical to the one Yu Die had just destroyed...

Exactly the same!

"M-M-Master, why have you returned?"

Ni Qiu instinctively rose, about to say something, when suddenly a flash of insight flickered and vanished in his mind; his face turned deathly pale, without a hint of color.

He didn't know when Wang Ping'an had appeared, nor whether Wang Ping'an had heard his conversation with Yu Die.

Ni Qiu let out a "Thud!" and knelt before Wang Ping'an, trembling as he panicked, "Master, i- i- i—I have wronged you. I—I—I told that heroine all your orders!"

He didn't want to speak of it, but he feared that if he kept silent, he'd lose even the chance to speak.

Wang Ping'an heard this, glanced at Ni Qiu, and was unsurprised; after all, he had only coerced Ni Qiu with violence, and even if Ni Qiu had originally been his subordinate, under the threat of death he would obey.

In these times, how many are truly unafraid of death?

Wang Ping'an said, "Speak up, recount the whole affair from beginning to end!"

"Y-yes, yes, I'll tell you right now..."

Ni Qiu, trembling, narrated the entire sequence of events in meticulous detail.

After a long while, Wang Ping'an finished listening to Ni Qiu's account and was unusually astonished; he hadn't expected that Yu Die, a former Demon‑Suppressing Officer, after "learning" that he would devour others' souls, would still arrange for someone to keep working for him.

He couldn't help but wonder whether Yu Die's background as a Demon‑Suppressing Officer was genuine.

No, that's not right...

Wang Ping'an suddenly realized that Yu Die's actions truly resembled those of a Demon‑Suppressing Officer.

Not to mention a Demon‑Suppressing Officer—anyone seems to enjoy watching villains dog‑fight.

"But the problem is, I'm a good person, not a bad one. I eliminate the many‑evil Evil Cultivator, which is upholding Heaven's way—how is that a dog‑fight?"

Wang Ping'an couldn't help but mutter to himself.

After Ni Qiu finished his tale, he waited a long while, yet no voice sounded in his mind; trembling, he pleaded,

"M-M-Master, I have never done anything that wronged you. You— you— you should be merciful, Master, forget the petty one's faults, and don't try to test me!"

Mid‑sentence, Ni Qiu instinctively looked up and saw that Wang Ping'an's figure was still somewhere ahead of him.

"Thud!"

Ni Qiu could no longer hold on; the back‑to‑back scares reduced him to a puddle of mud, collapsing on the ground with a face full of relief.

Shizi Ling, Zhang Family Village, De Ben's household.

Wang Ping'an, in his mother's embrace, idly listened to the gossip of the surrounding aunts, all talking about the same dream his grandmother and Lancui had, and about his uncle becoming their Shizi Ling Mountain God.

Even though his grandmother and Lancui could attest, the aunts and other uncles discussing the matter were mostly skeptical.

Who would make this matter so outrageous!

It's not that no similar incidents have occurred; their Shizi Ling Mountain God position has been vacant, reportedly for over a hundred years, and it's normal for someone to fill the void, only that they are very familiar with De Ben.

They know De Ben is capable, but to claim De Ben could become their Shizi Ling Mountain God, a hundred of them would not believe it.

It's not jealousy that makes them disbelieve; if De Ben became their Shizi Ling Mountain God, they might be envious but certainly not jealous—though narrow‑minded people might exist, they are not, and they know this clearly.

If De Ben became Shizi Ling's Mountain God, what benefit would that bring them?

One must realize that Zhang Family Village is a thoroughly remote, impoverished mountain area, with poor farmland; year‑round farming barely sustains them, and to feed a whole family they must rely on Shizi Ling's specialties.

Only that—

In Shizi Ling, fierce beasts roam; they dare not venture deep, working only on the outskirts, yielding scant harvests day after day.

If De Ben became Shizi Ling's Mountain God, wouldn't its abundant specialties be at their disposal for harvest?

From then on, not only could they make ends meet, even becoming wealthy would be no issue.

How could they possibly like De Ben becoming their Shizi Ling Mountain God?

What a pity.

This matter is almost impossible; it's not something that succeeds just because they wish it.

Wang Ping'an listened to a few sentences, uninterested; he's not the type to enjoy gossip. A thought sparked, and his consciousness entered the World Pearl, where he saw flourishing spirit rice and spirit fruit trees.

You have reached this novel.

His face was full of unmistakable excitement!

He wasn't excited because the spirit rice and spirit fruit trees' harvest would make him a fortune; he was thrilled simply because they would indeed yield abundantly.

Skills: Planting, Skills: Seedling Nurture, Skills: Spring Rain Technique!

Wang Ping'an, as if tireless, repeatedly applied his skills to the World Pearl's spirit rice and spirit fruit trees; his internal magical energy flowed freely, draining the mana of both artificial dantian.

If possible, he wanted to clear the mana from all three artificial dantian within his body, except that the remaining artificial dantian contained only Sword Qi.

Using the mana in this particular artificial dantian to accelerate the growth of spirit rice and spirit fruit trees might backfire.

Afterwards.

Wang Ping'an silently cultivated, gradually restoring the depleted mana in his artificial dantian, while his gaze roamed the World Pearl, watching one spirit fruit tree after another and one spirit rice after another absorb massive energy and grow at a staggering speed.

The excitement on his face grew even more intense!

Not long after.

When Wang Ping'an's mind steadied, he silently uttered "System Panel," and instantly a conspicuous light screen appeared before his eyes, filled with rows upon rows of data.

Wang Ping'an's eyes quickly spotted the cultivation technique: Ten Thousand Sword Form and the skill: Sword Mastery, each with a gleaming golden "+" beside them; without hesitation, he tapped them.

"Ding! You spent 10,000 Merit to upgrade the skill: Sword Mastery, Minor Attainment → Greater Attainment!"

"Ding! You spent 10,000 Merit to upgrade the cultivation technique: Ten Thousand Sword Form, Minor Attainment → Greater Attainment!"

Two consecutive mechanical, cold voices rang in Wang Ping'an's mind, prompting a chuckle, his face beaming with happiness.

Wang Ping'an thought smugly, "Both Sword Mastery and Ten Thousand Sword Form have reached the Greater Attainment Realm; my self‑preservation ability has risen another notch!"

Ten Thousand Sword Form surged ahead; while other cultivation techniques hadn't yet reached the Greater Attainment Realm, it advanced early due to the special nature of its artificial dantian, which is why he made that decision.

In the artificial dantian formed by the Myriad Sword Technique, there is nothing but strand after strand of Sword Qi; with the help of the Technique, it can be refined into one Sword Apparatus after another.

Become a first-rate weapon!

This is also why he first upgrades the proficiency of the Myriad Sword Technique before any other cultivation method.

He greatly looks forward to what differences there are between the Greater Attainment Realm's Myriad Sword Technique and the Cultivation's Myriad Sword Technique.

(End of Chapter)