The boundless fallen woods rustle down, the autumn wind sweeps through the forest, countless withered leaves falling with the wind.
Ye Xiaofan stands amidst the sky full of falling leaves, his eyes tightly shut, carefully sensing the trajectory of each leaf.
At a certain moment, a gust of wind sweeps through the forest.
Ye Xiaofan suddenly opens his eyes, his sword slightly turning in his hand, emitting a sword's hum, his form like a rabbit leaping, sword arises causing tumult.
For a moment, sword Qi permeates the entire forest, an ordinary sword, now in his hands, seems like a swimming dragon, impenetrable.
Cold glints flash fleetingly, countless falling leaves are halved into two, one leaf, two leaves… countless leaves.
Ye Xiaofan's figure also begins to become unpredictable, the sword moves at an unorthodox angle.
After seven days of arduous cultivation, his Grass Cutting Sword Technique has reached refined mastery, becoming even more effortless and at will, sword Qi also becomes increasingly sharp and terrifying, the fallen leaves he can cut from originally over a hundred, to now soaring over a thousand.
Countless leaves were cut by Qiqi, falling like raindrops among the fallen leaves on the ground.
As countless leaves fall to the ground, a set of Sword Technique is also completed.
Ye Xiaofan thrusts his sword, the last leaf slowly falls, splitting at the sword point, into two halves.
A total of 1113 leaves, a significant improvement from yesterday.
Just as Ye Xiaofan is immersed in understanding the Sword Technique.
A slightly surprised voice suddenly comes from behind him.
"Sword Qi?"
Ye Xiaofan is startled by the words, quickly turning around, only to see a hint of white vanishing behind him, he instinctively turns around again, a silhouette appears ahead.
Teleportation?
The speed of the person is so fast it's beyond the capture of naked eyes, causing Ye Xiaofan's heart to seize in shock.
The visitor is none other than the Sword Saint Dugu Nan.
"Se...Senior?" Ye Xiaofan looks at the graceful figure in white before him, quickly reacting, hurriedly retracts his sword and bows: "Junior Ye Xiaofan, pays respects to Senior."
Dugu Nan gazes at the ground full of halved leaves, his deep gaze showing a hint of shock when he looks at Ye Xiaofan.
Especially when seeing Ye Xiaofan's age, that expression of surprise is even more evident: "Who taught you this set of Sword Technique? Whose guidance did you receive?"
Upon hearing Dugu Nan's question, Ye Xiaofan is somewhat uneasy: "Responding to Senior, this set of Sword Technique was self-taught, and... and without guidance from anyone."
"Oh? Self-taught?" Dugu Nan slightly raises his eyes at the sound, a flash of bewilderment in his eyes: "At such a young age, merely at the fourth level of Profound Spirit, you actually can comprehend Sword Qi yourself?"
Dugu Nan's words carry a tone full of skepticism.
Ye Xiaofan sees the situation, slightly nervous, the ability to discern his cultivation level with a single glance must mean the opponent's power far surpasses his own countless realms.
Added to the other's mysterious and unpredictable body technique just now, he becomes even more uneasy, subconsciously replying: "Senior, indeed I have not received guidance from anyone, it is absolutely true, dare not deceive the Senior."
Dugu Nan slightly nods, then appraises Ye Xiaofan, secretly thinking:
This child without guidance can actually practice the Grass Cutting Sword Technique to such a degree? Judging his age to be only seven or eight, if his words are not false, he is a remarkable talent in Sword Dao.
While contemplating, Dugu Nan examines a little, calmly says: "How long have you been practicing this Sword Technique?"
"Three years and seven months." Ye Xiaofan truthfully answers, the other's power unfathomable, dare not conceal.
"Three years?" Dugu Nan sighs slightly at the sound.
Three years and seven months, relying on the fourth level of Profound Spirit to comprehend Sword Qi, already considered a rare moldable talent in Sword Dao, yet it falls short of his expectations.
Could it be in my lifetime I really won't encounter a Sword Dao genius capable of inheriting my mantle?
Thinking up to this point, Dugu Nan shows a face of regret.
However, what he doesn't know is, the youth standing before him indeed practiced for more than three years, yet was unable to sense Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi.
And from the Martial Soul Awakening to mastering Sword Qi, Ye Xiaofan actually took less than a week.
Although slightly disappointed, Dugu Nan still raises his eyes to look at Ye Xiaofan: "Do you know, this set of Sword Technique, was created by whom?"
Ye Xiaofan immediately nods: "Know, this set of Sword Technique was created by Sword Saint Senior Dugu in his youthful crown years, later spread throughout Nanming Country, Senior Dugu is the only Sword Saint to emerge from Star Moon City in hundreds of years, a pillar of Sword Dao in Nanming Country, famed far and wide."
Mentioning Sword Saint Dugu Nan, Ye Xiaofan inadvertently shows a hint of admiration.
"Sword Saint Senior Dugu, talent through the ages, comprehended Sword Qi at five years old, condensed Sword Intent at seven, Sword Break the void at thirteen, slayed a flood dragon on Ao Mountain...."
"At fifteen, Sword Saint defeated all peers, none able to rival him, at eighteen created the Grass Cutting Sword Technique, spreading it to the world, at twenty-one claimed the Hundred Broken Mountain Range region, among peers none able to match..."
"At thirty, Great Success in Sword Dao, at fifty entered Sword Saint Extreme Realm, once held off a million troops with a single sword, saving Nanming Country from impending collapse, single-handedly suppressed an era, legends about Sword Saint Senior Dugu are countless."
After Ye Xiaofan recounts like listing prized possessions, Dugu Nan self-deprecates with a smile, slowly shakes his head: "What 'none able to rival', it's all just empty fame."
Dugu Nan finishes speaking, coughs again.
"Senior, are you injured?" Ye Xiaofan subconsciously asks.
Dugu Nan presses the injury again, suddenly raises his head, his gaze sharp as a sword, seeming to pierce everything.
Ye Xiaofan sees this with a drastic change in face, mistakenly believing the sight of the injury will cause him to be silenced.
Suddenly, without giving Ye Xiaofan time to react, Dugu Nan moves, two fingers together, forms a Sword Technique, points to Ye Xiaofan, furious winds roar around, endless Sword Intent explodes forth, terrifying beyond words.
Dugu Nan approaches Ye Xiaofan with astounding Sword Intent, so fast he can't react at all.
"Senior...?" Ye Xiaofan calls out urgently, but at the next moment, Dugu Nan's Sword Point is already at his forehead.
Ye Xiaofan suddenly feels his body stiffen, unable to move an inch.
And simultaneously, endless sword light shoots from Dugu Nan's fingertip, crazily surging into his forehead.
Ye Xiaofan also reacts, understanding the other's intent, immediately relaxes mind and body, accepting the sword light.
As the sword light merges into his forehead, Ye Xiaofan's vision undergoes earth-shaking change, as if he is amidst a dark domain, unable to see his hand in front of him.
But at a certain moment, a Divine Sword shoots in from afar, bringing terrifying awe-inspiring power, stabs towards him, the illusion realm's Ye Xiaofan instantly struck to fragments by Sword Intent, he disintegrates into ashes.
He suddenly opens his eyes, gasping for breath, blankly staring at Dugu Nan: "Senior... you...?"
At this moment Dugu Nan has completely recovered, stands with hands behind his back.
"This Sword Technique is called Sword Break, though it contains only one sword, without Sword Dao talent it is difficult to comprehend, you may repeatedly observe in your mind daily, I anticipate the Star Moon City contest in half a month, you will surprise me, do not let me return without results."
Dugu Nan finishes speaking, gaze fixed on Ye Xiaofan for a moment, then turns into a sword light shooting into the sky.
Ye Xiaofan steps forward urgently, loudly calls towards Dugu Nan's departing direction: "Senior, junior dares to ask for your esteemed name?"
"Dragon Emperor Sword Saint, Dugu Nan!"
The sonorous voice echoes in the forest, lingering without dissipating.
Ye Xiaofan hears it, standing dumbfounded, eyes overwhelmed with shock.