Celestial Peak

Judgment was made to execute anyone with a single slash and Vanquis.h.i.+ng Blade to supplement the shortage of long-range attacks of the sword. These two forms were undoubtedly capable of killing anyone if used properly.

But they were not flexible enough to be used in different situations. Judgment was strong but it was linear and once used its trajectory cannot be altered quickly. Vanquis.h.i.+ng Blade can kill from a distance, but it consumes too much qi.

Given that w.a.n.g Ling"s qi was abundant and will not run out so quickly but the point is, they can only be used for a small number of cases. But that all changes after the third form come up.

"Third Form: [Retribution]." It was a technique that controls the wind using your sword. Summoning a gust of wind and turning it into a hurricane that allows its user to harness the power of the wind.

With the presence of the wind, one can do a lot of things other than the aforementioned turning it into a hurricane and letting it run wild. It can also be used to increase the swiftness and sharpness of the sword to a certain extent.

The faster the sword, the stronger it was. If a sword can travel faster than your opponent could react, you win. You can behead anyone if you are fast enough. You can mutilate, slaughter, ma.s.sacre, and hold the life of your enemies in your hands if you have the said capabilities.

Of course, if that was all, then w.a.n.g Ling wouldn"t bother to act excited over such a simple matter. No, that was not all because w.a.n.g Ling can see a lot of variation if he uses his techniques properly.

With Retribution, a path will open for him. If used to the limits, w.a.n.g Ling can kill anyone by creating a number of variations using his other techniques such as his h.e.l.lish qi and flames.

"Now that I think about it, I want to see more variation to my moves. What if I add another variation to my skill set?" w.a.n.g Ling thought and took out another sword.

The sword he took out was about the same size as the other sword he was using, it was around 18 inches or a foot and a half. w.a.n.g Ling waved the sword around like using his left hand and began waving his right sword together with it.

Moving fiercely and swiftly, w.a.n.g Ling found using two swords of the same length undesirable. His two swords would often clash in certain movements. He could avoid doing that if he focuses, but w.a.n.g Ling was sure that he should use something else.

The blunder of his own swords clas.h.i.+ng against one another might cost his life one day if he was not careful. He needed to find a more suitable thing to use and replace the sword on his left hand.

Looking into his storage ring, w.a.n.g Ling found nothing. He was hoping for a shorter sword but everything inside was no shorter than 18 inches. w.a.n.g Ling sighed and took out a grade-1 sword from his storage ring.

The saint sword in his right hand was heated up and with one swift motion, he cut a sword cleanly and turned it into a short sword that had a length of 11 inches.

Thud! The tip of the sword flew to the side and pierced a wooden table.

The dagger-like sword in his hand was vibrating and its grade-1 rank dropped becoming a half-step graded artifact in the process. w.a.n.g Ling was saddened about losing a weapon but he could only sigh.

Playing with the dagger with his left hand, w.a.n.g Ling found the weight difference, not a problem. But its reach had undoubtedly become quite difficult to gauge. It was his first time using a sword as short as this one, but w.a.n.g Ling was satisfied with it.

He tried moving it around using only his left hand and slowly started getting used to it. His years" worth of experience in wielding different weapons was starting to show itself in full swing.

With his past transition from the sword to the spear, he quickly managed to get used to the different reach the sword-like provided him. His spatial awareness and positioning was also enhanced thanks to his mastery of the bow.

w.a.n.g Ling was making use of his mastery of every known weapon and using it in a manner that serves him well. Two hours pa.s.sed and w.a.n.g Ling finally optimized his body and mind on using his new sword.

Huu!

He exhaled and released the impure breaths out. His body was burning and his flames were dancing like it was alive. w.a.n.g Ling was feeling alive and his heart was thumping in excitement.

Feeling accomplished, w.a.n.g Ling began his training.

The wind around him was rendered as his swords moved like lightning and swiftly.

The s.p.a.ce around him became filled with sword qi. His intent slowly joined with his two swords and he was put into a trance.

His two swords soon started flowing like water. While it did so, he optimized his actions instinctively. From how he should move the short sword to complement his main weapon to how he should grip was optimized as closer to becoming flawless.

w.a.n.g Ling moved faster and faster, more efficient as time pa.s.sed. He was too fast, too fierce, yet too elegant to be labeled barbaric.

Soon, his grip on the sword completely changed and was held reversed and horizontally on the side. Interchanging from normal grip to reverse grip, w.a.n.g Ling was no longer showing an ordinary display of swordplay that was only meant to kill.

It was now becoming an art piece that as if w.a.n.g Ling was dancing around trying to find the most efficient way to kill his enemies.

w.a.n.g Ling training only meant to train his sword to suit his advancement to his training of Heaven Vanquisher. But now, w.a.n.g Ling was already creating a new form and path of the sword for himself.

Time pa.s.sed without his knowledge. Sweat began to stream down his body, his muscles were trembling and was being refined as he moved.

His blood flowed seamlessly as his qi began to resonate with one another more and more. The Extreme Yin Yan Art he had been practicing circulated automatically and w.a.n.g Ling began cultivating as he swung his two swords.

w.a.n.g Ling continued to tirelessly swing his sword around and after a long time, everything seemed to reach a single point. He then stopped as he saw a white tread that led to a new path.

His two swords that was meant to be used separately became a single ent.i.ty that cannot be used another way. A new path finally opened to w.a.n.g Ling. w.a.n.g Ling suddenly stopped his swords and he stood motionlessly as he closed his eyes.

He basked in the majestic feeling of his improvement.

Huu!

Releasing a murky breath, w.a.n.g Ling finally opened his eyes and started looking around. Sword marks were all over him and outside was still dark, by the window was Bai Xue staring at him as she ate roasted meat.

"Are you done?" Bai Xue asked as she threw him the remaining meat on the plate. w.a.n.g Ling received the meat and devoured it like a malnourished animal.

After eating the meat w.a.n.g Ling suddenly asked, "Why are you awake? I thought you were sleeping earlier? Was I making too much of a ruckus?"

Bai Xue looked at him with disbelieving eyes and laughed loudly as if to mock him when in fact she just found him unbelievable. This went on for a while until she finally calmed down minutes later.

"No matter how much I love sleeping, I can"t continue doing that for two weeks straight. I could if I want to but that would bore me to death."

w.a.n.g Ling listened to Bai Xue and after hearing her words, he finally understood what was happening, "s.h.i.+t, two weeks already pa.s.sed? That"s not good."

w.a.n.g Ling had been swinging his swords for two weeks straight without wasting a minute. He was like a machine and in the process of doing so, he had long trashed the room he was in.