Ling Tian Sword God

Imperial Palace.

In a courtyard, three members of the royal family were practicing, drinking tea, and they were none other than Peerless Sword, Li Yifeng, and Li Tailong.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

In the courtyard, shadows flickered, and the three sharp swords constantly clashed, bursting out extremely brilliant sparks.

After exchanging more than a dozen blows, Peerless Sword’s Treasure Sword struck Li Yifeng and Li Tailong like lightning, sending them flying.

Retreating dozens of meters away, Li Yifeng and Li Tailong clutched their chests, coughing violently, looking at Peerless Sword not far ahead. Since losing to Ling Chen, he had been practicing swordsmanship diligently, using them as sparring partners.

This situation had persisted for several days.

Though they felt some dissatisfaction, they had no choice, as they wished to help Peerless Sword improve his strength, to defeat Ling Chen soon and reclaim glory.

Just then, an unexpected guest appeared in the courtyard amidst a sudden ”rustling” of footsteps.

”Peerless Sword, it seems losing to that Ling Yu at the Heavenly Sword Tournament hit you hard. Blindly training so hard isn’t the best method.”

The uninvited guest revealed himself, a young man in black, over thirty years old, appearing much older than Peerless Sword and his companions.

”Li Yuanhao, it’s you.”

Peerless Sword caught sight of the man’s face and frowned slightly. He was also an expert of their Imperial Clan, but not of the same generation, rather one above them.

According to their familial hierarchy, Peerless Sword had to address him as Uncle Emperor.

Li Yuanhao’s strength had long reached the Half-Saint Realm, his talent not much inferior, and in the younger generation, he was a prominent figure, just above him.

However, as the king of the younger generation, Peerless Sword’s catching-up speed was naturally astonishing. At present, Li Yuanhao’s strength could not overpower Peerless Sword by much.

In the past, he would have wanted to spar with him, but now, his only target was Ling Chen, losing interest in dueling with Li Yuanhao.

”You came specifically, not just to mock me, right?”

Peerless Sword spoke coldly.

”I don’t have that much free time.”

Li Yuanhao smiled ambiguously, then his eyes flashed brightly, ”I just came to tell you, that Ling Yu, I’ll help you defeat him. I have already discovered his whereabouts. He is currently in the Central Cultivation Field. When he appears, I’ll challenge him, personally defeat him, and reclaim the honor for our royal family.”

”Uncle Emperor, Ling Yu is Peerless Sword’s greatest enemy in this life. Should we give him a few days, or let him take action to redeem himself?”

Li Yifeng frowned and said.

”No need.”

Just as Li Yifeng finished speaking, Peerless Sword shook his head, raising a hand to stop Li Yifeng, ”If Uncle Emperor wants to act, then go ahead. But I’ll remind you, even you might not be his match.”

”Haha, why praise his strength just because you lost to him? It seems this defeat has worn down your sharpness. A mere youngster at the Fifth Level of Sky Apex Realm can’t stir any wind or waves in front of me.”

Li Yuanhao sneered, his eyes fixed on Peerless Sword, ”You stay here and watch how I defeat that kid.”

With that, he moved and vanished from the courtyard.

”That guy, even in such matters, he wants to interfere.”

After Li Yuanhao left, Li Tailong’s face turned somber, speaking gloomily.

”Li Yuanhao has always been at odds with Elder Brother Peerless Sword. This is a good opportunity to suppress him. If he really defeats Ling Yu, it would undoubtedly be a severe humiliation for Elder Brother.”

Li Yifeng also spoke up.

”Although Li Yuanhao is just a Junior semi-saint, his real strength can defeat a Senior Half-Saint. With his power, defeating Ling Yu might not be difficult.”

”Let him go. Underestimating Ling Yu, he will pay the price for it.”

Peerless Sword looked completely unconcerned. At present, Ling Yu might genuinely not be Li Yuanhao’s opponent, but the latter overlooked one point: for such peerless prodigies at their level, every moment is a time of high-speed growth. When Ling Yu reemerges, can his strength still be at the same level as in the Heavenly Sword Tournament? Obviously not.

Moreover, if Li Yuanhao challenges Ling Chen, it doesn’t conflict with him. Not to mention he doesn’t think Li Yuanhao will win. Even if Li Yuanhao does win, he’ll just change his challenge target to Li Yuanhao and defeat him instead.

If Ling Chen loses to Li Yuanhao, then he’s no longer worth challenging.

Thinking of this, he stopped dwelling on it, his gaze returning to Li Yifeng and Li Tailong, commanding sternly: ”Continue!”

”Yes.”

Although Li Yifeng and Li Tailong were a bit reluctant, they steeled themselves, circulating True Qi, and advanced with their swords.

Three days later.

In one of the top-tier Wind Thunder Cultivation Rooms, Ling Chen had been there for a whole three days. The fierce thunderous storms continuously crashed upon him, raining down bowl-sized lightning, but most of it was cleaved by Ling Chen’s sword, with only a small part infiltrating his body.

Under such high-intensity cultivation and comprehension, Ling Chen’s Thunder Intent also improved from the previous three points to the peak of four points.

The enhancement of Martial Arts True Meaning differs from the improvement of cultivation. The latter requires more accumulation, while Martial Arts True Meaning depends on insight, the level of which largely determines the upper limit of Martial Arts True Meaning.

”Has it already reached the limit so quickly?”

Ling Chen was not satisfied with the advancement of Thunder Intent. In just three days in this top-tier Wind Thunder Cultivation Room, it only increased by one and a half points. This speed was too slow.

However, if this were to spread, it would surely cause an uproar outside. A point and a half increase in three days is incredible speed, knowing that an average Sky Apex Realm martial artist would typically take three to five months to raise their Martial Arts True Meaning by one point, and even then, they’d be overjoyed.

”That’s not enough, far from enough.”

Ling Chen shook his head. Four-point peak Thunder Intent barely added much power compared to the previous three points and fell short of his expectations.

With a flip of his palm, a Black Token appeared in Ling Chen’s hand, the very Void Emperor’s royal decree.

The Thunder Intent Ling Chen now possessed originated from this Void Emperor’s royal decree.

Now, the thunder power in this Wind Thunder Cultivation Room was extremely dense and might be able to trigger the deeper power of this Void Emperor’s royal decree, further unraveling its mysteries.