Immortality Cultivation: I Farm in the System Space-Chapter 57 - Sword Rain Profusion

Chapter 57: Chapter 57 Sword Rain Profusion

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“Searching for something?!” Yang Xiaotian was surprised.

What could Medicine Cauldron possibly be looking for?

“What you’re looking for, you’ll know once we reach the Heavenly Tribulation Cave,” Medicine Cauldron said.

A thought struck Yang Xiaotian.

Could it be that Medicine Cauldron was looking for something related to the heavenly tribulation?

Yet with Medicine Cauldron’s reassurance, Yang Xiaotian felt somewhat more confident about subduing the Thunder Tribulation Divine Fire.

But Yang Xiaotian wasn’t in a hurry to head to the Red Moon Forest, choosing instead to practice in seclusion at his home.

He practiced the thirty sets of Stone Sword techniques that he had just begun to grasp.

He also drilled in the Innate Top Martial Techniques he had browsed through in the Academy Repository these past two days.

Before he knew it, a month had passed. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝘯𝘰𝓿𝑒𝓁.𝒸ℴ𝑚

Finally, he had achieved great accomplishment in all thirty sets of the Stone Sword Technique.

All the Innate Top Martial Techniques from the Book Pavilion had also reached the realm of great accomplishment.

In the courtyard, Yang Xiaotian unleashed a strike with the Heaven-Penetrating Divine Sword in his hand.

“The sixth move, Rain of Swords.”

Instantly, the courtyard was awash in a torrential rain of swords.

The sixth move of Heaven-Penetrating Sword Technique, Rain of Swords, seemed gentle but was in fact more deadly than any of the previous strikes.

After practicing the Heaven-Penetrating Sword Technique for a while and seeing that it was getting dark, Yang Xiaotian stopped.

A short while later, after informing Luo Qing and Ate of his intention to enter the Red Moon Forest, they responded in surprise, “Master is going to the Red Moon Forest?”

The Red Moon Forest was teeming with fierce beasts and poisonous creatures; it was a very dangerous place.

Yang Xiaotian nodded, planning to subjugate the Divine Flame within the Red Moon Forest.

“We should go with the master,” said Luo Qing and Ate without hesitation.

Yang Xiaotian knew they were worried about him, but he only chose to bring Luo Qing with him.

And when Xiao Jin learned that Yang Xiaotian was setting out for the Red Moon

Forest, it clung stubbornly to his leg. Yang Xiaotian had no choice but to let it shrink and tuck it into his pocket.

Not long after Yang Xiaotian and the others left their residence, Hu Xing received word.

“So late? Where is Yang Xiaotian going?” Hu Xing was surprised. “How many people did he take with him?”

“He only took Luo Qing,” Deng Yi said. “I’ve investigated; Luo Qing is a slave he bought, who used to be a Martial King Peak expert. But now his dantian is shattered; he’s a cripple.”

“Are you sure Luo Qing’s dantian is shattered?” Hu Xing suddenly asked.

Deng Yi smirked, “Don’t worry, I know what concerns you. I’ve double-checked, Luo Qing’s dantian is indeed shattered.” Then he continued, “Judging by the direction Yang Xiaotian left in, it seems he’s planning to leave the city. Should we make our move?

Hu Xing hesitated.

Originally, his plan was to wait until the end-of-term hunting exam in the wilderness to take action.

“Senior Brother Hu, don’t hesitate any longer. The longer we leave this Yang Xiaotian alone, the more troublesome he becomes,” Deng Yi pressed. “This is a rare opportunity. We need to deal with him as soon as possible.”

“Alright,” Hu Xing pondered. “But I don’t trust others to do this job.”

“You should handle it personally.”

“Don’t leave any traces behind,” Hu Xing instructed. “When it’s time, throw

Yang Xiaotian’s bodies to the fierce beasts, let them devour everything clean.”

“Understood.”

Thus, not long after Yang Xiaotian and Luo Qing left their residence, Luo Qing realized someone was following them. Yang Xiaotian remained unfazed, “Don’t worry about him.”

Once they had left Divine Sword City, Yang Xiaotian and Luo Qing took to the mountain trails.

Deng Yi saw Yang Xiaotian choose the mountain trails and smirked in disdain.

However, as they weren’t far from the city, he wasn’t in a rush to act. After walking a while longer, Deng Yi finally couldn’t hold back any longer. His long sword thrust furiously towards Yang Xiaotian.

As an Innate tenfold practitioner, Deng Yi’s sword was incredibly fast and reached Yang Xiaotian’s back in an instant.

Just when his sword was about to pierce through Yang Xiaotian, suddenly Yang Xiaotian’s body slid away, avoiding the attack.

Deng Yi’s sword struck the air.

His face was filled with astonishment; his confident strike had unbelievably missed!

Just then, suddenly, a sword thrust in from below his ribs.

The sword glow was harsh and cold.

Deng Yi’s face changed dramatically, and he raised his sword to block.

But he was still half a step too slow.

Several streaks of sword light flashed by, piercing above his ribs.

With a muffled grunt, Deng Yi felt an intense pain, fell backward, and staggered several steps before he managed to stop. He looked at Yang Xiaotian in disbelief.

The one who had just attacked and injured him… was actually Yang Xiaotian!

He was at the tenth level of the Innate stage!

And he had been wounded by Yang Xiaotian, whose Martial Soul had only recently awakened.

He touched the area around his ribs, which was soaked with blood.

Blood had already stained half of his body red.

“You’re not at the fifth level of the Acquired stage?!” Deng Yi exclaimed in shock.

“Who told you I was at the titth level ot the Acquired stage”‘ Yang Xiaotian replied with a cold smile, no longer hiding his strength. The energy of the peak of the fifth level of the Innate stage rolled out from him.

“Peak of the Innate Fifth Level!” Deng Yi cried out, his face filled with horror.

Yang Xiaotian, a new student at the academy, was actually an Innate Grandmaster!

Not only an Innate Grandmaster but also at the peak of the fifth level!

This, this—!

Deng Yi found it hard to believe.

Yang Xiaotian looked indifferently at the other party. “You’re Deng Yi from the

Inner Court, aren’t you? Did Hu Xing send you to kill me? Your Phantom Sword

Technique is not bad; it’s just a pity that you haven’t mastered it yet.”

Deng Yi had used the Phantom Sword Technique, which was at the Great Accomplishment Realm, when he attempted to assassinate him.

Just as Luo Qing was about to intervene, Yang Xiaotian raised his hand to stop him: “No need, I’ll do it.” He wanted to use Deng Yi to practice his swordsmanship.

Looking at Yang Xiaotian approaching, Deng Yi, after his initial shock, took a deep breath, suppressed the astonishment in his heart, and burst out laughing coldly: “Yang Xiaotian, you’ve hidden yourself well, reaching the peak of the Innate Fifth Level. However, I refuse to believe that I, who am at the tenth level of the Innate stage, can’t kill one at the fifth level!”

Despite Yang Xiaotian’s exceptional swordsmanship, there was a gap of five whole minor realms between them.

Deng Yi did not believe Yang Xiaotian could truly beat him, attributing his previous injury to his own carelessness.

“Is that so,” Yang Xiaotian said indifferently. Suddenly, his figure flickered like a ghost, and in an instant, he was in front of Deng Yi. The Heaven-Penetrating Divine Sword appeared in his hand.

He thrust his sword forward.

Deng Yi saw a dazzling rain of swords.

The sword rain fell from the sky, so resplendent, so gentle.

He had never seen such a beautiful sword rain.

After a brief moment of distraction, Deng Yi came to his senses, his complexion changing drastically as he wildly swung his longsword toward the sky, forming layers and layers of a sword screen, trying to fend off the dazzling sword rain.

But it was to no avail. The seemingly gentle, harmless sword rain penetrated his sword screen in an instant, then continuously bombarded his body.

The moment Deng Yi was hit, his body was in so much pain that he lost all sensation, but soon after, the rain of swords abruptly stopped.

His body was now riddled with dense sword holes.

Blood poured out from the sword wounds incessantly.

Deng Yi struggled to breathe, looking at Yang Xiaotian with fear in his eyes. His voice was hoarse as he asked, ‘What swordsmanship is this?” There was no such swordsmanship in the academy.

“Heaven-Penetrating Sword Technique,” Yang Xiaotian said lightly.

Heaven-Penetrating Sword Technique?

Deng Yi’s mind was greatly shaken, remembering a legend.

Yang Xiaotian sheathed the Heaven-Penetrating Sword and returned to Luo Qing’s side: “Let’s go.”

The two turned and left.

Just as Yang Xiaotian had walked a few steps away, Deng Yi collapsed to the ground with a loud crash. He was muttering something to himself, but his voice was too weak, and nobody could hear clearly what he was saying..