Chapter 121: Sword Intent

Two items—one was a small sword carved from pure white mutton-fat jade, crystal clear and radiant with divine light.

At a glance, it was clear this was no ordinary item.

Chen Ming held it in his hand and faintly sensed that there seemed to be a life within the small sword.

It was a strange sensation.

Could it be some kind of divine weapon?

He felt a bit of anticipation.

According to rumors, some divine weapons had already developed intelligence.

However, such a small one didn’t seem like a weapon at all.

Suddenly, the voice of the White-Clad Woman, cold and serene, rang in his ear, "This is Blood-Soaked Spirit Jade. Senior Shang nurtured a strand of sword intent within. Place it against your forehead, and you can comprehend the sword intent within. If you encounter danger, you may unleash the sword intent to slay the enemy."

Sword intent?

Chen Ming immediately recalled the last time, when he accidentally glimpsed Zhao Shouchang’s sword intent from dozens of meters away, and nearly went blind.

The sword intent within this jade sword was nurtured by Senior Shang—just how powerful must it be?

Wouldn’t that mean one strike could take down Zhao Shouchang?

This was absolutely a lifesaving treasure!

Chen Ming wasn’t in a hurry to comprehend that strand of sword intent. Instead, he took out another metallic token and quietly asked, "What is this?"

"This is my master’s Elder Order Token. With this token, one can command all personnel of the Heaven's Path Alliance within Qingfeng County."

Chen Ming couldn’t help but ask, "Does that include you, miss?"

"...I only listen to my master."

He was instantly disappointed. "Then what use is this? Does your alliance still have others in Qingfeng County?"

"Naturally. Shang’an Trading Company is our alliance’s base in Qingfeng City."

"What did you say? The mastermind behind Shang’an Trading Company is actually your Heaven's Path Alliance?"

Chen Ming nearly let out a ‘whoa’ in surprise.

Shang’an Trading Company was one of the Seven Great Maritime Traders, on par with Guanglong Trading Company and Four Seas Trading Company. And it turned out to be an asset of the Heaven's Path Alliance.

So this was the weight of being the top of the Nine Great Sects?

The White-Clad Woman’s voice came again, "What’s so strange about that?"

"I thought your Heaven's Path Alliance was detached from worldly dust, but I didn’t expect one of the world’s most profitable trading companies to belong to your people."

Chen Ming remarked in awe.

But on second thought, this made sense. Every time he saw this Miss Su, she was always dressed in pristine white, spotless.

That sort of presentation had to be backed by money.

According to normal economic logic, the more powerful the faction, the more resources they would naturally control.

"Thank you, miss, for clearing my doubts."

Chen Ming expressed his gratitude, then added, "If it’s not too much trouble, you could use the adjacent private room for rest."

"No need."

The White-Clad Woman spoke and then fell silent.

Chen Ming put away that precious token. This was something that could be used to command Shang’an Trading Company’s treasures.

In a way, its value was no less than that of the spirit jade sword.

Just think—Guanglong Trading Company could casually produce two Third Grade Experts. Shang’an Trading Company couldn’t be far behind.

With such a colossal force, the possibilities were endless.

Chen Ming tried placing the spirit jade sword against his forehead. Instantly, his mind roared as he sensed a tender and heartrending intent, evoking deep melancholy.

Before he realized it, he was emotionally affected and thought of all his ex-girlfriends after breakups...

But soon, he snapped out of that sorrowful mood.

They had broken up already, so why think of them?

Chen Ming quickly regained clarity. When he revisited that intent, the feeling changed. He now sensed an extraordinarily profound sword technique within.

"So this is Senior Shang’s sword intent. Truly the pinnacle of a hopeless romantic."

Within this sword technique was his longing and deep affection for that Consort. The emotion contained was truly touching to the soul.

In this world where supernatural power existed, emotions really could transform into power, manifest visibly and be felt by others.

This was definitely a world most ideal for hopeless romantics.

Do you know how deeply I love you? Watch this sword of mine——

Guaranteed to make the goddess in his heart feel it deeply and shed tears of emotion.

Chen Ming joked inwardly. Once his emotions detached, he could objectively analyze the mysteries contained in that strand of sword intent.

This sword intent not only carried Senior Shang’s sincere and profound feelings for the Consort, but also unreservedly revealed the essence of his swordsmanship.

Chen Ming quickly realized the greatest value of this sword intent—it displayed the entire process of how to condense a strand of sword intent.

A sudden idea struck him, "If this were put up for auction, wouldn’t those Third Grade Experts fight to the death for it?"

……

Unknowingly, dawn arrived.

Chen Ming heard the footsteps of Chunxiang and Xiaxiang outside and finally awakened from his comprehension of the sword intent. He exhaled a breath of turbid air and reluctantly put away the spirit jade small sword.

This feeling of immersing himself in a sea of knowledge was truly satisfying.

He glanced at the panel.

【Level: 49】

【Current Points: 110000】

【Cultivation Methods: 《Iron Horse Stance》 (Fifth Level Perfection), 《True Art of Two Principles》 (Fourth Level 596781/600000)】

【Martial Skills: 《Three Talents Fist》 (Mastery), Eight Trigrams Saber Technique (Mastery), Zhuang’s Flying Knife (Mastery), Swallow Returns Sword Technique (Mastery), 《Vermilion Bird Sword Technique》 (Proficient 1158/500000)】

【Secret Techniques: 《Disguise Art》 (Mastery)】

In just one night, his 《Vermilion Bird Sword Technique》 gained over a thousand experience points.

This rate of progress was astonishing.

One must know, his perception was not outstanding. If he practiced alone, he would gain only a single-digit amount in a day.

So he had long given up on sword training. Wouldn’t it be better to save time and read books?

This further demonstrated the value of that sword intent—one night was equivalent to gaining a thousand experience points from nowhere.

"Young Master, we are coming in."

At this moment, Chunxiang and Xiaxiang pushed the door open and brought in a copper basin filled with water to attend to his washing.

Nowadays, Chen Ming no longer personally guided the younger students. He no longer valued that little bit of experience points, so he delegated the task to Wu Bofu and Liu Zhongda.

These two disciples of Old Liu were simple-minded. Though not exceptionally talented, their progress far surpassed others and they were about to step into the Eighth Grade.

These two had a great quality—everything entrusted to them was done wholeheartedly and without complaint.

Chen Ming liked them more and more and often made time to offer them guidance. He had already decided to cultivate them well. With them around, he could travel with peace of mind.

He walked out of the courtyard and saw a group of youths approaching.

"Sir."

"Greetings, Sir."

"……"

They had just finished their morning practice and were about to leave. Upon seeing him, they stopped and bowed.

Chen Ming said gently, "Practice well when you return."

"Yes, Sir."

……

Chen Ming walked all the way to the side hall but did not see the White-Clad Woman. He had no idea where she had gone.

After breakfast, he ordered someone to prepare a carriage to go out.

It was a brand-new carriage, larger and more luxurious than the previous one.

Even the horses pulling it were glossy in coat—one black, one white—with not a single hair of mixed color.

They looked magnificently divine.

With this setup, on Earth, wouldn’t this be equivalent to an S-class Benz?

From this carriage alone, it was clear that the Chen Residence now brimmed with wealth.

His previous carriage had been destroyed during an ambush a few months ago.

This time, Chen Ming went out without the two maids, only the coachman accompanied him.

This coachman was also a Ninth Grade Martial Artist, from the Huo Family, a trustworthy man.

The carriage hadn’t gone far when the door suddenly opened, and the White-Clad Woman stepped in.

He took a careful look at her—her clothes were truly spotless, not even a speck of dust. Her shoes were also clean, like new.

She was a true fairy.

Every time he saw her, she looked flawless. It was as if she didn’t need to eat, sleep, or change clothes.

He admired her from the bottom of his heart and had no idea how she managed it.

The gaze of the White-Clad Woman remained clear as she asked in a cold voice, "Where are you going?"

At this moment, the coachman realized there was another person in the carriage and nervously called out, "Second Master?"

"It’s fine. She’s my friend."

Chen Ming reassured the coachman before speaking to the White-Clad Woman, "I’m going to visit a senior."

A trace of reproach flashed in the White-Clad Woman’s eyes. She said, "You should stay home and cultivate properly. Break through to the Fourth Grade as soon as possible."

That tone was like scolding a student who had neglected homework to go play.

"……"

Chen Ming finally understood why her master wanted her to follow him—it was to push him in cultivation and prevent him from slacking off.

He said, "I just finished three months of seclusion. What I need most now is to get out, breathe some fresh air, and talk with people."

This explanation clearly convinced the White-Clad Woman, who fell silent.

Instead, Chen Ming found a topic and said, "By the way, we’ve known each other for a while, yet I still don’t know your name."

The White-Clad Woman said, "Su Zhi Ning."

"I’m Chen Ming, second in the family."

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