Chapter 214 – Without spiritual root, Extreme Path Sword Drawing Technique

Chapter 214 – Without spiritual root, Extreme Path Sword Drawing Technique

Just like that, Xiao Hui was sentenced to death, and Liu Yanping was really unwilling to accept it.

There was clearly hope before...

Steward Liu had no choice but to take out the first spirit stone again and place it into the testing array.

Xiao Hui placed his hand on it once more.

This time, there was no anomaly, and the spirit stone did not light up.

Liu Yanping sighed helplessly. After so many tests, it was basically confirmed that the earlier glow was due to a malfunction in the testing array.

Xiao Hui likely had no spiritual root and was just an ordinary mortal, unable to cultivate!

"It's okay. Even if you don't have a spiritual root and can't cultivate, with your sister here in the Shu Mountain Sword Sect, no one will bully you," Liu Yanping said, rubbing Xiao Hui's head.

"Thank you, sister!" Xiao Hui nodded and smiled at Liu Yanping.

Meng Fan took out a sword technique from his storage ring and handed it to Xiao Hui.

"Even without a spiritual root, you can still practice swordsmanship. It's good for your health!"

Xiao Hui's eyes lit up as he accepted the sword technique, thanking Meng Fan as well.

***

After giving the sword technique, Meng Fan left, heading back to the Sword Pavilion.

The sword technique he gave was something he had obtained from the Sword Wraith Memory of a sword.

It was the sword technique that Lord Eternal Night, Ni Feng, the master of Dragon Guardian Manor of the Great Dragon Empire, had practiced since childhood.

"Extreme Path Sword Drawing Technique"

Coincidentally, Lord Eternal Night had also been a pitiful little beggar in his youth, much like Xiao Hui!

Meng Fan subconsciously had a hope when he gave Xiao Hui this "Extreme Path Sword Drawing Technique."

Moreover, this technique was simple and suitable for beginners, consisting of only one move: drawing the sword!

However, it was easy to learn but difficult to master!

Even though Xiao Hui had no spiritual root and couldn't cultivate True Qi, if he could master this sword drawing technique to the extreme, he could still practice and generate Extreme Path Sword Qi with it.

At that point, he would be much stronger than ordinary mortals, capable of taking on ten opponents at once.

But that was the limit. Even if he learned more sword techniques and practiced more Sword Qi, it wouldn't significantly enhance his strength.

Without a spiritual root, he would ultimately be cannon fodder on the path of cultivation.

After returning to the Sword Pavilion, Meng Fan immediately went to the second floor to find Elder Lin.

"Master, do you know what happened in Longquan Village?" Meng Fan asked curiously.

But Elder Lin was directly letting him wield a Dao Sword!

This was... defying the heavens.

It was like Elder Lin was tailoring the Wind and Thunder Sword specifically for Meng Fan.

"Thank you, Master!" Meng Fan thanked him excitedly.

Although he didn't know what Elder Lin planned to do with the Wind and Thunder Sword, he could imagine it would require a lot of effort!

***

After returning to his room, Meng Fan began to cultivate.

In the Sword Pavilion, he spent almost all his time on cultivation.

To be fair, Meng Fan was quite disciplined, especially compared to his peers on Earth.

While Meng Fan was cultivating, Xiao Qing crawled out from under the bed.

Meng Fan hadn't taken Xiao Qing to Longquan Village this time, leaving it behind to protect Li Xuerou.

Although Meng Fan had personally observed Li Xuerou last time, he was still a bit worried.

After all, she was "his" sister!

So he left Xiao Qing at the Shu Mountain Sword Sect to secretly protect her.

"Master, Li Xuerou has been in seclusion these past few days and hasn't come out at all," Xiao Qing said, climbing onto Meng Fan's shoulder.

Meng Fan nodded, "It's good that nothing happened. I was worried something might go wrong during her seclusion and no one would notice."

But what was up with this girl lately? Why was she so obsessed with seclusion?

Did she have something on her mind?

Meng Fan shook his head, deciding not to dwell on it. You can't guess a girl's thoughts!

At that moment, Wu Tian, that reckless guy, barged into Meng Fan's room.

"Haven't seen you in a few days. My swordsmanship has improved, and I want to spar with you," the bald-headed guy said without any pleasantries.

Meng Fan was more than happy to oblige someone looking for a fight.

He was itching for some action anyway!

And he did have some things he wanted to "ask" Wu Tian about.

The two went to the open space outside the Sword Pavilion, and Wu Tian drew the saber from his waist.

A monk with a saber at his waist seemed a bit out of place, but Wu Tian himself found it quite fitting. He never cared about what others thought.

"Senior Brother Meng, prepare to receive my sword!" Wu Tian slashed at Meng Fan.