Ling Tian Sword God

At the bottom of the dark Sword Pool, a figure glowing with fluorescence sat cross-legged on a stone platform. Around him, strands of Sword Spirit Qi flowed like streams of water, continuously pouring into his body with a faint rustling sound.

In the line of sight, the surface of the figure’s body was densely covered with cracks, faintly showing a hint of crimson. A slight scent of blood wafted from it.

However, at the same time, the flesh of the figure seemed to be covered with a layer of azure metallic luster, becoming extremely pure, which diluted the color of the flesh significantly.

Ling Chen has persisted at the bottom of the Sword Pool for five days.

For these five days, Ling Chen sat there motionlessly, repeatedly undergoing the baptism of Sword Spirit Qi. His body appeared extremely solitary at the pool’s bottom, his aura completely converged, looking just like an old monk in meditation.

The only reason to confirm he is still alright is the continuously surging Sword Spirit Qi entering Ling Chen’s body, proving that his body is still tirelessly absorbing this Sword Spirit Qi.

Though his body suffered considerable injuries over these days under the shroud of Sword Spirit Qi, during these three days, Ling Chen’s gains were significant. As the strands of Sword Spirit Qi permeated his body, he could clearly feel his body gradually strengthening, the fortitude growing from within and even a force seemed to be proliferating within his flesh.

Ling Chen could feel that the True Qi enhanced over just three days was equivalent to ten times his usual cultivation!

This is an extremely astonishing figure, yet not entirely incomprehensible. The Sword Spirit Qi is inherently formed by extremely pure sword qi energy, and even a tiny wisp contains energy equal to that of an ordinary person’s daily cultivation results.

Suddenly, Ling Chen’s body shuddered, and the next moment, an extremely magnificent wave suddenly released from within, sweeping away the surrounding water streams.

The next moment, Ling Chen opened his eyes.

At this moment, significant changes had occurred within his Dantian.

His cultivation rapidly reached the peak of the Sky Apex Fourth Layer, furthermore, the quality of True Qi also rose a level under the tempering of Sword Spirit Qi.

These are terrifying improvements.

However, even more alarming is Ling Chen’s body; after absorbing a vast amount of Sword Spirit Qi, his body underwent a transformation. Although the Sword Spirit Body has not been completely formed, Ling Chen has already felt a strange sensation, a connection with the Red Sky Sword.

The link between him and the Red Sky Sword became more intimate, the Red Sky Sword seemed to become his kin, or even a part of his body.

This is the effect after refining the Sword Spirit Qi.

”Is this what’s meant by the resonance between human and sword, unity of human and sword?”

Gradually a gleam returned to Ling Chen’s eyes. Having refined just five days’ worth of Sword Spirit Qi, he could reach the stage of resonance between human and sword; with more days of refining, he would very likely achieve the Sword Spirit Body, attaining unity of human and sword.

At this time, outside the Sword Pool, it had already become very lively.

On the platform, a large group of Ling family disciples gathered, standing on surrounding pavilions and peaks were also many people. Though most of them were cultivating, their eyes coincidentally focused on one direction, the isolated Sword Pool area.

Their gazes were full of amazement because Ling Chen had persisted at the bottom of the Sword Pool for five days, showing no signs of emerging.

For this duration, Ling family disciples knew exactly what it signified. Among the current generation of Ling family youth, only a few could endure in the Sword Pool for five days.

These individuals were the elite among the Ling family youth.

The issue was, five days had passed, and Ling Chen still showed no sign of emerging.

Five days was not Ling Chen’s limit; it seemed he could last even longer. If this held true, then it appeared that Ling family’s younger generation would see another formidable member emerge this year.

Above the Sword Pool, Ling Tingfeng and Ling Lie remained motionless, yet their eyes were fixed on the Sword Pool below, their expressions subtly intense.

”Five days, and still no sign of emerging, this kid is close to your goal.” Ling Lie stroked his beard, smiling.

”It seems now, he might indeed meet my expectations, it’s hard to tell.” Ling Tingfeng also smiled. The key point was, after persisting for five days, Ling Chen still showed no sign of emerging, indicating he could indeed continue enduring.

Relying on strong power, Ling Tingfeng could faintly sense Ling Chen’s presence beneath the Sword Pool.

”The Sword Pool is not an easy place to stay; the pressure below grows more terrifying day by day. The following days are truly the hardest to endure.” Ling Lie spoke softly.

”Then let’s wait. If he lasts another two days, he will match Ling Yuxuan’s achievement.” Ling Tingfeng laughed.

Ling Lie nodded slightly. If Ling Chen could indeed last seven days in the Sword Pool, then forming the Sword Spirit Body would likely become a straightforward task, nothing too difficult.

However, whether he could truly endure further would depend on his own abilities.

Time passed day by day under the eager anticipation of many Ling family disciples. With this passage of time, the atmosphere of the Ling family clearly surged, some of the direct linear descendants, who usually remained in seclusion for cultivation, were also stirred, finally breaking through and approaching the Sword Pool surroundings.

When Ling Chen entered the sixth day at the bottom of the Sword Pool, the news quickly spread. Everyone was astonished, speculating whether Ling Chen truly aimed to match Ling Yuxuan’s record in the Sword Pool.

Was this boy not only aiming to match Ling Yuxuan in bloodline but here as well, to equal the number one among the Ling family’s younger generation?

”Looks like Ling Yu, this boy, stands a good chance of catching up to Big Brother Ling Yuxuan’s record.”

On the platform, Ling Hai gazed at the still calm surface of the Sword Pool, yet his heart was far from calm. At this rate, Ling Chen was highly likely to catch up with Ling Yuxuan’s achievements in the Sword Pool.

”Damn it, just a mere branch family’s kid, why is he so favored by the heavens!”

Beside him, Ling Feng gritted his teeth in resentment. His heart was extremely unbalanced. Why? Why was Ling Chen, a mere branch family disciple, blessed with Supreme Sword Saint Bloodline, about to form the Sword Spirit Body, chasing after personalities like Ling Yuxuan, while he, a direct lineral descendant, was utterly overshadowed, his brilliance dimmed, unable to lift his head high.