"This is the Profound Celestial Lock! An apparatus that binds the hands and feet!"

Qin Wentian spoke slowly.

Is this not meant for imprisoning criminals?

Ye Qingchen wondered in his heart.

Qin Wentian continued: "Once worn, both hands and feet will be bound, unable to separate, and even more unable to move freely. To separate your hands and feet, you must utilize the strength of your entire body!"

"If you can constantly use the strength of your whole body and get accustomed to this state, when the Profound Celestial Lock is released, you will be able to unleash twelve-fold, or even greater power!"

"Before the destruction of Taotian Palace, the Profound Celestial Lock was traditionally passed only to the Sect Leader's heir!" Qin Wentian looked deeply at Ye Qingchen, "Are you willing to accept it?"

"I am willing!"

Ye Qingchen nodded heavily.

No one would refuse becoming stronger!

Whether it's the Qingzhou Sword Fighting Conference.

Or going to Dragon-Clutching Mountain to find his father.

He needs more powerful strength!

"Good!"

Qin Wentian gently squeezed his right hand.

Crack!

The bone ring shattered.

Immediately, the countless floating golden runes within the bone ring did not disperse but directly wrapped around Ye Qingchen's wrists and ankles, resembling handcuffs and shackles formed of light.

As Qin Wentian chanted words, the light quietly concealed itself in the void, but at the same time, Ye Qingchen felt an immense force pulling his hands and feet together, pounding them into unity.

No matter how hard he tried, he could not separate them.

"Fool, use the strength of your whole body!" Qin Wentian snorted coldly.

Immediately.

Qin Wentian began to explain some insights.

Most of it related to the control and use of power.

Until now.

Ye Qingchen realized that many cultivators, even though they have considerable cultivation in battle, often can only utilize fifty percent.

Even those on the Bronze Ranking can only use seventy percent, and at most, only reach eighty percent in bursts... To become stronger, you must learn to control your power first!

Using the Profound Celestial Lock.

Allows Ye Qingchen to constantly wield the strength of his entire body.

Thus, even under the same cultivation, he can overwhelm his opponent with greater explosiveness.

However.

Qin Wentian did not teach martial techniques.

According to him, everyone's cultivation should tread their own path; excessive pursuit of experiences left by predecessors will only confine you within others' grasp.

"Alright, that's it for today!" After half an hour, Qin Wentian waved his hand, "In Taotian Palace there is a Wind Valley. It has constant strong wind where you can comprehend the remaining Sword Intent, soon completing the second level of Sword Intent, reaching a higher level of Sword Momentum!"

Beginning this day.

Ye Qingchen immersed himself in devoted cultivation.

His training was very structured.

Most of the time, he stayed in Wind Valley, experiencing various kinds of Wind Realm. Besides this, he studied the "Illustrated Guide to Flora and Fauna," observing Kong Shun's alchemy.

He had memorized the "Illustrated Guide to Flora and Fauna," and now needed practical experience in alchemy.

However.

While Ye Qingchen stayed in Taotian Palace, cultivating day after day.

The outside world buzzed with excitement over the Bronze Ranking.

As the first threshold for participating in the Qingzhou Sword Fighting Conference, the Bronze Ranking naturally became the target of countless struggles, with old disciples constantly battling.

And the lower ranks of the list became targets for many old disciples to challenge, causing rankings to change almost daily.

However.

Soon someone noticed that Ye Qingchen, ranked seventy-two, remained steady on the ranking.

"What's with this boy? So many old disciples have fallen off the list, yet he can still sit securely on it?"

Someone asked in bewilderment.

"Humph, does he have that strength?" An informed individual sneered disdainfully, "Since defeating Lin Fan and ranking on the Bronze Ranking, Ye Qingchen hasn't appeared again, likely hiding somewhere afraid to show himself! It's utterly shameful!"

"Could there be any chance for this boy to always stay on the Bronze Ranking?" Many felt disgruntled.

But more people shook their heads and sneered.

Can he really avoid it?

The Qingzhou Sword Fighting Conference is about to start, unless Ye Qingchen plans not to attend, hiding like a turtle, otherwise he must come out! Even if he doesn't, once the three months are up, the Bronze Ranking will automatically remove him.

Wanting to stay on the Bronze Ranking forever is not so easy!

Time passed, three months nearly gone.

Taotian Palace.

Wind Valley.

This is a strange gorge.

The gorge has constant fierce wind, with different wind forces everywhere.

At this moment.

Ye Qingchen sat cross-legged in the valley.

Beside him.

The wind changed constantly, starting as a gentle breeze. Then the breeze grew faster, transforming into a gale. Finally, it spun around him, forming a vast hurricane.

As the hurricane lifted, countless huge rocks in the valley were raised by the wind, floating in mid-air, appearing extraordinarily mystical.

"Whiz!"

As Ye Qingchen opened his eyes.

The hurricane suddenly turned into a tempest.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

A barrage of explosive sounds erupted.

The countless floating rocks were directly shattered by the tempest.

"Finally comprehended this Hurricane Sword Intent!"

Ye Qingchen stood up.

In less than three months, he comprehended Whirlwind Sword Intent and Hurricane Sword Intent in Wind Valley, which would surely astound everyone if word spread.

With the comprehension of the fifth Wind Realm, he felt his third level Sword Momentum gradually shaping up like a puzzle, reaching a higher level!

"I wonder when I can complete the Sword Intent and achieve Sword Momentum!" Ye Qingchen anticipated eagerly.

While.

During these three months, his cultivation didn't advance, but Ye Qingchen clearly felt his strength increased several times from before.

"Although my strength has improved, it's a pity there's no one to spar with!" Ye Qingchen shook his head inwardly; he now hoped to compete with others on the Bronze Ranking.

"Brother, brother!"

Just then, outside Wind Valley, Ye Qing's voice called.

Swish!

Ye Qingchen's toes tapped the ground, shooting out like an arrow, landing in front of Ye Qing, "What's going on?"

"Old Man Qin wants you to come over immediately; he said we're going to the Imperial Capital to prepare for the Qingzhou Sword Fighting Conference!" Ye Qing exclaimed excitedly.

"The Qingzhou Sword Fighting Conference? Is it finally starting?"

Ye Qingchen's eyes gleamed.

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