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Looking at the three choices before him, Chen Anlin stroked his chin, feeling somewhat conflicted. Each option seemed rather expensive.
Choosing was akin to seeking a shortcut, which didn’t appear very reliable. The next option seemed even less dependable, as it hinted that his lifespan might not be sufficient, suggesting that his understanding could fail.
Forget it; it was better to play it safe. I’ll choose this one.
【You believe in diligent practice; as long as you are dedicated, even an iron pestle can be ground into a needle. Thus, you spent a full five points and successfully entered the basics of the sword technique. Consumed luck value. (Beginner.)】
【After another eight points, you have refined the sword technique to perfection; your body has developed instinctive movements for the sword technique. Consumed luck value. (Minor.)】
【At this moment, you know your choice was correct; you spent another twelve points. Consumed luck value. (Major.)】
【However, you feel that your training speed has noticeably slowed down. If this continues, further progress will be difficult. You decide to use practical combat to enhance your sword technique. You enter the Beast Mountain Range and begin hunting beasts! You don’t know how much time has passed, but one day, you sense the profound meaning emanating from your sword.】
【You comprehend Sword Intent. Consumed luck value. (Great Perfection.)】
Having consumed a significant amount of luck value allowed him to grasp Sword Intent.
The levels of swordsmanship are: Sword Qi, Sword Light, Sword Intent, Sword Howl, and Sword Momentum—five grades in total.
Possessing Sword Intent means that the sword in hand has gained a certain spirit, capable of producing unexpected and astonishing effects.
Sword Intent is not something that can be easily cultivated. Many swordsmen spend their entire lives without ever achieving it. Those who do attain Sword Intent are all considered to possess the demeanor of a Sword God!
Feeling this powerful force, Chen Anlin was eager to try cutting something.
He stepped outside and spotted an artificial hill in the corner that had long annoyed him.
Whoosh!!
Chen Anlin didn’t draw his sword but instead used his finger as a substitute for the blade and lightly swept it across the air before him.
This casual strike resembled that of a master immersed in martial arts for decades; ripples formed in the void, and soon a wave of sword qi struck the artificial hill.
Boom!!
The center of the hill was cleaved open, dust swirling up around it.
Gulp.
At that moment, Su Menghan, standing outside the door, couldn’t help but swallow hard.
What did she just feel? Sword Intent! It was indeed Sword Intent!
“Menghan, you’re here?” Chen Anlin turned to Su Menghan with a smile.
Unexpectedly, Su Menghan suddenly lunged at Chen Anlin, burying her head in his embrace and inhaling his scent with affection.
“Master Chen, I knew you were the best! You actually cultivated Sword Intent; you’re amazing!”
Now Su Menghan’s eyes were filled with admiration.
“Amazing, right? Do you want to learn? I can teach you.”
Chen Anlin ruffled Su Menghan’s hair; although this technique was precious, she was completely obedient to him and didn’t require any caution on his part.
“Huh??” Su Menghan looked up in surprise, her eyes wide with joy. “What?? Master Chen, you’re saying you’ll teach me sword techniques?”
“Yes. Do you want to learn?”
Of course I want to! I want to be as powerful as you are.
Su Menghan's big, watery eyes gazed at Chen Anlin, her soft body almost hanging on him. For a moment, the air around them seemed to thicken, filled with a peculiar scent.
"If you want to learn, you need to understand," Chen Anlin whispered.
Su Menghan lowered her head and playfully tapped his chest. "You're so annoying."
After a moment, Chen Anlin gently set Su Menghan down and took a step back. He then pulled out a technique and began annotating it with his understanding.
Don't underestimate these annotations. After all, he had already cultivated this sword technique to perfection and comprehended its sword intent.
Su Menghan treasured the notes as if they were a priceless treasure. Looking at Chen Anlin with affectionate eyes, she said, "Young Master Chen, this sword technique must be a family treasure of yours, right? Are you really giving it to me?"
"Of course, it's for you," he replied.
Su Menghan nestled her head against Chen Anlin's chest. "I want to reward you."
"Reward coming right up!" Chen Anlin waved his hand dramatically.
The next morning, Chen Anlin got up early to see his parents off as they departed with a large group of people. Today was the day they were going to Huqing Academy.
As soon as he arrived at the academy, he heard some news: Xiao Chen had actually returned.
He casually approached a female disciple who mistakenly thought Chen Anlin intended to take advantage of her and rushed toward him excitedly.
Chen Anlin sidestepped her advances in disdain, avoiding her embrace. Su Menghan, following behind him, let out a sigh of relief and shot the female disciple a warning glare, signaling her not to entertain any inappropriate thoughts.
Through this female disciple, Chen Anlin learned why Xiao Chen dared to return so boldly: it was all because of Zhou Tong's maneuvering behind the scenes.
Zhou Tong had first used her connections to lift Xiao Chen's bounty. Then she claimed that the evil spirit that had been haunting Xiao Chen was merely an entity entangled with him and that she had personally dealt with it.
With Zhou Tong vouching for him, no one pursued the matter further. Although the Great Zhou claimed zero tolerance for evil spirits, in reality, there was a prevalent mindset of "the people do not report; officials do not investigate."
In fact, many high-ranking officials secretly kept succubi as pets and occasionally invited friends over for clandestine gatherings with them.
Given this context, many officials chose not to investigate further out of respect for Zhou Tong. After all, Xiao Chen was just an ordinary eighth-grade martial artist.
What a protagonist! He was saved by Zhou Tong just like that.
However, if Xiao Chen didn't come back, how could he continue to suppress him? Without suppressing him, how could he earn fortune points?
So Xiao Chen, you need to work hard! Don't let me finish you off too quickly; that would be no fun at all.
Thinking of this, Chen Anlin suddenly felt that others were quite unreasonable. They were actually hoping for the protagonist to put in more effort. However, the next question was how to suppress Xiao Chen. He had an idea.
Immediately, Chen Anlin found a few of his underlings who usually followed him around.
"Brother Chen, you called for us?" two of his subordinates approached him.
The one speaking was a robust man named Wang Dahu, who had always looked up to him. Wang Dahu glanced at Chen Anlin, seemingly hesitant to speak.
Chen Anlin frowned and asked, "What’s on your mind?"
Wang Dahu was fiercely loyal to him; if Chen Anlin told him to go east, he would never go west. However, he was a bit simple-minded and had suffered quite a bit at Xiao Chen's hands.
After hesitating for a moment, a flicker of uncertainty crossed Wang Dahu's eyes. He originally didn’t want to say anything because, as a man, such things were not easy to discuss. Yet, as Brother Chen's number one subordinate, he couldn’t just stand by and watch his brother suffer losses.
So he steeled himself and gritted his teeth. "Brother Chen, don’t take it to heart. As the saying goes, if you want to get through life smoothly, you have to wear a little something on your head..."
Bang!
Chen Anlin punched Wang Dahu in the chest. What nonsense was that?
Coughing slightly, Wang Dahu took a step back and hurriedly added, "Everyone at the academy is saying that your fiancée has some sort of unclear relationship with Xiao Chen. They’re suggesting you might be wearing a green hat."
Wang Dahu hesitated again but still didn’t dare to elaborate.
Pfft!
Behind them, Su Menghan couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
Chen Anlin shot her a glare. This woman was actually laughing at him too! It seemed that last night’s lesson hadn’t been thorough enough!
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