Sage of Humanity-Chapter 699 - 697: The Way

Lu Ye's inherent combat style had always exuded an aggressive aura, which was more about his experiences than his temperament.

His temperament was actually quite mild, not at all domineering.

But before he began cultivating, he was a mining slave in Evil Moon Valley, a place where people devoured each other. In such an environment, if one wasn't ruthless enough, survival was impossible; sometimes, the conflicts among mortals could be even more brutal than those among cultivators.

Luck would have it that he was taken in by the sect master Thang Yifeng of Righteous Blood Sect after being rescued. However, before he even saw the sect, he was sent to the Spirit Stream battlefield alone and unsupported, facing various enemies with no other choice but to overpower them; retreat was not an option.

Thus, in battle, he always adhered to a philosophy, or perhaps a habit—fiercely unparalleled, with overwhelming aggression, never showing weakness in spirit whether he could win or not.

His fighting style undoubtedly matched the essence of the Tyrannical Saber Technique quite coincidentally.

This was also why, in just a mere half-month, he had achieved such proficiency in the Tyrannical Saber Technique; it wasn't just because he could use soul water to relieve the pressure on his psyche, but more importantly, the technique was compatible with his temperament.

If it were any other cultivator with weaker temperament, even with an abundance of soul water, they might not have experienced such growth.

If the temperaments were incompatible, even spending a lifetime in pursuit would be futile.

Inside the secrets of the Tyrannical Saber Technique, though only three moves were passed down, and Lu Ye had only cultivated the first move, the technique encompassed more than just these three moves.

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This was in itself a complete system of saber skills.

Throughout the process of cultivating the first move of the Tyrannical Saber, Lu Ye had gained an exceptionally deep understanding and insight into this set of saber skills.

In this moment, as he moved to strike, the sense of oppression was much more intense than before; to many of the disciples from God's Will Sect, could Lu Ye even be considered human at this point? He was clearly a fierce tiger descending a mountain, a flood dragon emerging from the sea, looking to devour his enemies.

No cultivator could withstand his saber and live.

As the saber glow flickered, cries of agony spread, and one body after another fell, their blood dyeing the ground red.

In just less than 20 seconds, over thirty disciples of the God's Will Sect had fallen, more than ten lay dead.

Lu Ye remained completely unharmed!

In the Soaring Dragon World, those Level 8-9 cultivators whose cultivation had stagnated indeed spent a lot of time polishing their combat skills, making them generally stronger than those of the same levels in the Nine Provinces.

But this definitely did not include the present disciples of the God's Will Sect.

The highest among these people were only at Level 7, and there were only three of them, while the others were all below Level 7, with some even at the Level 1-2 of Cloud River Realm.

With Lu Ye's current strength, slaughtering such opponents was as simple as slicing vegetables—literally, a figurative walk in the park.

Glide through the battlefield, feeling the Boulder Mountain Saber in his hand, perceiving the might of every slash, Lu Ye's understanding of the Tyrannical Saber Technique deepened. His drive only grew stronger with each battle.

"Ah!" Eventually, a disciple from the God's Will Sect couldn't bear it any longer; he cried out loudly and turned to run.

They had thought that even if the elder perished, their group of over thirty would be sufficient to take down Lu Ye.

They had also thought that after Lu Ye executed a move from the Tyrannical Saber Technique, he would be at the end of his rope, even if not completely spent.

But indeed, it was only what they thought...

After more than half had died or were injured, fear finally took hold of their minds, following the basic instinct to survive.

Yet no sooner had they started to flee than a humming sounded. Several streaks of light chased and assailed swiftly, breaking through their protective spirit forces. The light pierced through their bodies, dragging trails of hot blood. With the forceful momentum, the corpses were propelled several meters forward, falling to the ground.

"Split up and flee!" someone roared.

What do you do when you can't defeat your enemy? Obviously, you run.

What if you can't outrun them? Just make sure you run faster than your compatriots.

Everyone thought the same; following that shout, only eight living disciples from the God's Will Sect remained, each running in different directions, activating life-saving secret techniques, and for a moment, various colored lights flashed.

Lu Ye couldn't chase everyone. The weapons in his supply box hummed, slashing toward two of them while he himself pounced towards another.

After killing this one, he quickly changed direction, lunging at another.

While the idea of dispersing to escape was good, and might have worked against another opponent, it proved meaningless if their speed wasn't fast enough.

A half an incense stick later, Lu Ye chased for thirty miles, cutting down the last fleeing disciple from God's Will Sect.

With this, all enemies that had pursued him were annihilated.

Sheathing his saber, Lu Ye's expression was calm, his eyes flickering as he contemplated the gains and losses of this battle.

It must be said that the half-month of cultivating the Tyrannical Saber Technique had significantly boosted his strength. Compared to half a month ago, his cultivation might not have increased much, but his mastery in saber skills had grown immensely.

Most importantly, he now had a system of his own.

He had one previously too, but it was all rather scattered; during combat, he didn't have the ability to synthesize and summarize his techniques.

Now, with the Tyrannical Saber Technique, he had an intuitive understanding of his own system of saber skills.

This was very beneficial.

Simply put, previously, Lu Ye's cultivation in saber skills was akin to a blind man walking, going wherever chance took him. Occasionally, he might even run into a wall. Although he had extorted quite a few insights on saber skills from the Mad Saber Sect, allowing him to avoid some detours, he was still fundamentally blind.

Things were different now; this blind man, his eyes now had light, and before him lay a path, the path of saber skills. As long as he continued to follow this path of cultivation, he could continually elevate his mastery of the saber skills.

This was a path that belonged to him, not like the advancement of his cultivation realm.

The enhancement of the cultivation realm was a grand avenue shared by all cultivators, where as long as one cultivated step by step, all cultivators could keep advancing further on this grand avenue.

But no matter which cultivator, each should have a path of their own.

It was not easy.

Having cultivated until now, for about two or three years, it was only today that he had finally seen clearly the path before him.

Lu Ye could not help but feel a sigh of emotion.

After consuming several elixir pills, Lu Ye then began to contact Yiyi, confirmed the direction, and started heading north.

One day later, at the border between Fengzhou and Jiazhou, Ruyi City, Tai'an Restaurant.

This was the largest and most luxurious restaurant in Ruyi City, bustling with guests every day.

On the third floor of the restaurant, Lu Ye, Yiyi, and Ye Liuli sat beside a table, enjoying some of the restaurant's signature dishes.

Lu Ye rarely entered places like restaurants; looking back at his life since he had started his cultivation journey, he was either cultivating or being hunted—hardly the leisurely or refined life.

The reason they came here was at Ye Liuli's suggestion.

She remembered that as a child, when she followed Ye Ying northward, they passed through Ruyi City and had a meal in this restaurant. However, she was young at the time, and many details were now unclear.

Now with Ye Ying gone, an elder brother as a father figure, led by Lu Ye, she retraced the steps of her childhood and revisited the dishes she once enjoyed.

Lu Ye was indifferent and simply let her lead.

There were many cultivators in the restaurant, and even more common folk.

This was the general atmosphere throughout the Soaring Dragon World, where the lines between cultivators and common folk were blurred, making Lu Ye feel somewhat intrigued.

Since entering the Spirit Stream battlefield, he had not seen a single common person; all he had encountered were cultivators, whose cultivation was not much different from his own.

He wasn't even sure what the atmosphere was like in the native Nine Provinces.

Many guests were feasting heartily, while a traveling storyteller nearby was narrating fascinating tales with great emphasis, and others engaged in spirited discussions.

Restaurants, teahouses, and brothels have always been places where all kinds of people mix.

"Have any of you heard, three days ago, Li Sa of Imperial Heaven Sect passed away." Suddenly someone raised their voice. As this voice sounded, the noisy restaurant fell silent for a moment, many displaying surprised expressions, evidently unaware of this news.

The transmission of information in the Soaring Dragon World was not as convenient as in the Nine Provinces; such significant events would not take even a half a day to spread to any corner where cultivators dwelled in the Nine Provinces.

Imperial Heaven Sect, that was a very ancient lineage.

The current situation in the Soaring Dragon World was peculiar; the cultivators' upper limit of cultivation was very low. No matter how they cultivated, they couldn't break through the shackles of the Cloud River Realm. Hence, almost all minor and major sects were seated by Level 9 cultivators.

If one's cultivation wasn't up to Level 9, they would hardly dare to establish a sect.

What was different was the quantity.

The more Level 9 cultivators a sect had, the stronger its force naturally became.

Looking over the entire world, Imperial Heaven Sect was undoubtedly one of the recognized overlords, the other two being Vajra Temple and Haoran Academy.

The three overlords stood divided across three domains of the Soaring Dragon World, each dominating a domain.

In this world, there were many sects that ostensibly matched the strength of these three, but only these three were publicly recognized as overlords.

This wasn't only because of their strength but more importantly because of their legacy.

These three, all big sects existing since a thousand years ago, were already the overlords of the Soaring Dragon World back then.

In the Nine Provinces, a sect with a thousand years of inheritance was common, even quite numerous.

But the Soaring Dragon World was different.

With such a low upper limit for cultivators, it was quite easy to encounter generations where no suitable successors were found. One or two instances might damage the essence of a sect, and with more occurrences, it was inevitable for a sect to weaken and finally perish.

Just like Tyrannical Saber Villa, which lasted only twenty years before it disappeared.

Sects like Tyrannical Saber Villa that emerged and perished are countless in the Soaring Dragon World.

Big sects in the Nine Provinces wouldn't suffer such a fate; as long as there was a strong cultivator of the Divine Sea Realm, even if one or two generations lacked outstanding individuals, there would always be someone in the third or fourth generation to rise again.

The Sacred Fire Order, Golden Clouds Tower, and Hundred Refinement Valley were three sects that were demoted from 1st grade to 4th grade but showed no signs of collapse, all due to their profound foundations.

If a sect in the Soaring Dragon World faced such a blow, it likely would have vanished long ago.

Compared to the two realms, the sustainability of sects in the Soaring Dragon World was undoubtedly much weaker, so keeping their overlord status since a thousand years ago was indeed extraordinary.