Luo Feng looked at Yang Dingtian's expression, feeling somewhat guilty.

He had been practicing the Shocking Thunder Saber Technique for less than half a month. Concerned that revealing this would be too shocking, he had intentionally said twenty days. He hadn't expected Yang Dingtian to be this shocked.

It seems that in the future, I shouldn't answer such questions so casually... Luo Feng gave a bitter smile inwardly, then looked up at Yang Dingtian and asked, "Father-in-law, what are the shortcomings of my Shocking Thunder Saber Technique?"

Yang Dingtian looked at the saber marks in the courtyard from Luo Feng's training, then said thoughtfully, "The Shocking Thunder Saber Technique of the Puppet Sect, it was rumored, was created by a Yuan Sea Realm expert who, while cultivating on a stormy night, observed lightning. Lightning is the most powerful and swiftest thing in the world, capable of destroying anything!"

As Yang Dingtian spoke, he waved his hand, and Yuan Qi surged within the small courtyard. With a crackling sound, a bolt of lightning appeared as bidden, striking a man-made rockery a hundred steps away.

BANG!

With a tremendous roar, the rockery, tens of feet high, exploded from the middle, turning into a pile of fine powder.

Luo Feng's gaze flickered with shock. Although it was not the first time he had seen a Spiritual Rotation Realm expert, such a display of conjuring reality from nothingness still amazed him profoundly.

Yang Dingtian turned to look at Luo Feng, saying, "Your Shocking Thunder Saber Technique has ample ferocity but insufficient speed. You must remember, in all martial arts, only speed is unbeatable. Do not neglect speed for the sake of enhancing attack power."

In all martial arts, only speed is unbeatable...

Luo Feng fell into deep thought. After a moment, he snapped back to reality, his eyes shining with a look of pleasant surprise. "Thank you, Father-in-law! Your words have truly enlightened me!"

Yang Dingtian looked somewhat surprised.

He had merely repeated something he'd read in a book, something he himself hadn't fully grasped. Yet, it seemed Luo Feng had gained considerable insight from his words.

Recalling that Luo Feng had mastered the first level of the Shocking Thunder Saber Technique in just twenty days, Yang Dingtian inwardly relaxed. Such comprehension of a Profound Level martial art in so short a time was beyond any ordinary person!

"Father-in-law, could I see the lightning again?"

The predecessor from the Puppet Sect had created the Shocking Thunder Saber Technique by observing lightning. Luo Feng also wanted to see if he could gain any insights from it.

Yang Dingtian nodded, and the Yuan Qi around his body began to fluctuate violently.

Just as Luo Feng focused, waiting for the moment the lightning would appear, he suddenly noticed Yang Dingtian's face turning a deep, bloody red, veins bulging beneath his skin. It was a bizarre sight.

"Father-in-law, what's wrong?"

Luo Feng sensed the Yuan Qi within Yang Dingtian becoming extremely chaotic, almost uncontrollable. Seeing Yang Dingtian's pained expression, Luo Feng immediately grew tense.

PUH!

Yang Dingtian opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. The blood was a dark, blackish-red. Where it splattered on the ground, it astonishingly emitted a bloody mist, an indescribably eerie sight.

Luo Feng frowned slightly. With a wave of his palm, he dispersed the bloody mist. Looking at the ground again, he saw it was corroded with numerous small holes.

Poisonous blood! Such a potent poison!

Luo Feng stared at the black blood on the ground, his scalp prickling. He looked back at Yang Dingtian. "Father-in-law, you... you're poisoned?"

After spitting out the blood, Yang Dingtian's complexion gradually returned to normal, though he appeared somewhat pale. He gave a weak smile. "It seems I couldn't hide it from you."

"Father-in-law, please sit down quickly."

Luo Feng helped Yang Dingtian to a nearby stone chair, took out a Qinglin Pill, and said, "Father-in-law, this is a Qinglin Pill. Take it quickly."

Yang Dingtian did not take the pill, shaking his head. "There's no need. The poison I'm afflicted with cannot be cured by a Qinglin Pill."

A Qinglin Pill can't cure it...

Hearing this, Luo Feng's expression turned grave.

The Qinglin Pill was a fourth-grade Spirit Pill, capable of neutralizing hundreds of common poisons. A poison that even the Qinglin Pill couldn't counteract...

Luo Feng couldn't help but draw a sharp, cold breath.

At this moment, Yang Dingtian slowly began to speak, "A month ago, I went to the Red Flame Desert to investigate the Demon Sect's movements. As it happened, I encountered the Blood Poison Demonic General, one of the 108 Blood Demon Generals of the Blood Demon Sect. I was tricked by him and poisoned with his Blood Yin Poison."

"Blood Yin Poison!"

Luo Feng's face changed drastically as he exclaimed in shock.

After the Demon Sect attacked the New Talents Gathering, Luo Feng had returned to the academy and researched information on the Demon Sects of the Western Desert Demon Realm. It was there he had read the description of the Blood Yin Poison.

Those afflicted with the Blood Yin Poison would appear normal usually. However, the poison would spread within their bloodstream, gradually eroding their blood essence. Once it accumulated to a certain point, it would erupt suddenly, turning all the victim's blood poisonous and causing death by bleeding from all seven orifices! It was an incredibly insidious poison.

Most terrifyingly, this Blood Yin Poison could only be neutralized by an antidote personally concocted by the Blood Poison Demonic General himself.

Yang Dingtian looked at Luo Feng's expression and said with a bitter smile, "It seems you know of this Blood Yin Poison. Then I need not explain further."

Luo Feng took a deep breath and looked at Yang Dingtian. "Father-in-law, this matter, does Yang Wanyi... does Waner know?"

"I do not intend to tell her."

Yang Dingtian shook his head. His gaze sharpened as he looked at Luo Feng, a steely glint in his eyes. "Luo Feng, I am afflicted with the Blood Yin Poison and have at most one year left. I, Yang Dingtian, have lived an upright life, and my only remaining concern is Waner. I am now entrusting her to you."

"This... Father-in-law, we can search for an antidote."

Luo Feng frowned slightly. Now he finally understood why Yang Dingtian had been so anxious to choose a husband for Yang Wanyi.

Yang Dingtian shook his head. "The Blood Poison Demonic General's strength is on par with mine. I wasn't certain of defeating him even at my peak, let alone now, afflicted by the Blood Yin Poison. Obtaining the antidote from him... how could it be easy?"

Luo Feng bit his lip, his brow deeply furrowed.

If the Blood Poison Demonic General is as strong as Yang Dingtian, doesn't that make him an Eighth Stage Spiritual Rotation Realm expert too?! To seize the antidote from such a formidable expert is surely a pipe dream...

"Alright, Luo Feng, continue your training. I shall take my leave."

Yang Dingtian rose to depart. After taking a few steps, he turned back to remind Luo Feng, "Luo Feng, do not tell Waner about this. There is still a year. Perhaps there's a chance for an antidote. I don't want her to worry."

Luo Feng nodded.

Watching Yang Dingtian's retreating figure, Luo Feng couldn't help but clench his fists.

Although his status as Dayang City's son-in-law was a pretense, Yang Dingtian had treated him well. Moreover, Yang Wanyi had also done him a kindness.

Hearing suddenly that Yang Dingtian had only a year left, Luo Feng's heart grew heavy.

Eighth Stage Spiritual Rotation Realm...

Luo Feng thought of the Blood Poison Demon General's strength and gave a bitter laugh, only now realizing how insignificant his own power was.

Shaking his head, Luo Feng knew he was being too ambitious.

The Blood Poison Demonic General was a long-renowned expert of the Demon Sword; defeating him was not something that could be achieved overnight.

The only thing he could do now was train diligently and improve his strength.

There was no time to delay. Luo Feng drew the Fury Flame Knife, preparing to practice the Shocking Thunder Saber Technique. Then, his brow twitched as he remembered the Qinglin Pill, and he took it out.

In the dim light of night, the Qinglin Pill appeared verdant and perfectly round, emitting a soft, mesmerizing green glow.

The Qinglin Pill was a fourth-grade Spirit Pill. Not only could it neutralize hundreds of poisons, but it could also help a Martial Artist calm their mind and concentrate their Qi, entering an optimal state for cultivation.

GULP!

Swallowing the Qinglin Pill directly, Luo Feng immediately felt a cool current rise from his abdomen. A subtle cooling sensation emanated from every pore of his body. His mind cleared and his spirits lifted. He felt indescribably refreshed, and the Yuan Qi within him circulated noticeably faster.

Truly worthy of being a fourth-grade Spiritual Medicine!

Luo Feng sensed the changes in his body, a smile appearing on his face, and he drew the Fury Flame Knife.

In all martial arts, only speed is unbeatable...

Luo Feng recalled Yang Dingtian's words. Closing his eyes, he visualized flashes of lightning in his mind.

The night was deep and still, a gentle breeze rustling by. Luo Feng stood in the small courtyard, motionless as a statue.

Two hours passed.

Then four hours...

WHOOSH!

Luo Feng suddenly opened his eyes. A brilliant light flashed in them, piercing the darkness like lightning bolts darting through the night.

"Strike!"

Drawing the Fury Flame Knife, he slashed out in an instant. The sharp saber gleam was unbelievably fast and silent, cleaving the night in two.

After the first strike, Luo Feng did not stop. Imagining himself as a bolt of lightning, he practiced the Shocking Thunder Saber Technique.

CRACKLE!

Flashes of saber light filled the courtyard, radiating an intense sharpness. Viewed from afar, it was as if a thunderstorm were brewing, exuding immense pressure.

「Time passed quickly during the training.」

It had been three days since Yang Wanyi's victory celebration.

During these three days, Luo Feng had been continuously practicing the Shocking Thunder Saber Technique in the small courtyard. Perhaps due to Yang Dingtian's instructions, no one disturbed him during these three days, aside from meals being delivered punctually to his door.

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!

In the courtyard, Luo Feng stood resolute, knife in hand. The Fury Flame Knife transformed into a blur of snowy white cold light, emanating outwards, so fast the blade itself was invisible.

After three days of training, aided by the effects of the Qinglin Pill, Luo Feng had begun to master the second level of the Shocking Thunder Saber Technique. His Saber Technique grew increasingly fierce, its power greatly enhanced.

Channeling his Yuan Qi to its fullest, Luo Feng's Saber Technique became progressively faster. The blade sliced through the air, even generating tiny sparks of electricity that crackled audibly, showcasing its immense power.

It's time!

His gaze focused, Luo Feng's eyes were like lightning, sharp and dazzling.

Skyfall Thunder!

Aiming at the pond a hundred steps away, Luo Feng unleashed a single slash.

A thirty-foot-wide saber radiance appeared, tracing a stunning arc through the air. In a mere flash, it struck the pond.

BOOM!

As if a thunderclap had resounded, the pond, which was more than ten zhang across, suddenly exploded. The resulting wave of water surged nearly ten meters high, crashing down with the fierce wind like a torrential downpour.

Looking at the pond again, it was completely dry. At its bottom lay a terrifying thirty-foot-wide saber scar.

So powerful! Compared to the first level, its might has increased at least threefold! Moreover, this move is even faster. If caught unprepared, even a Martial Artist at the peak of the Ninth Heavenly Court Realm couldn't completely evade it!

Luo Feng walked to the edge of the pond, looking at the terrifying saber scar at its bottom. A smile touched his lips as he muttered to himself, "If I encounter Tang Qi now, with this move alone, I can secure an undefeatable position! However, a Martial Artist at the peak of the Ninth Heavenly Court Realm possesses abundant Yuan Qi. Actually winning would still be very difficult, unless I reach the Minor Achievement of Great Trend..."

Exhaling slowly, Luo Feng's gaze fell upon the Fury Flame Knife, and his eyes narrowed.

He thought of Yang Dingtian.

His ability to master the second level of the Shocking Thunder Saber Technique so quickly was entirely thanks to Yang Dingtian's dedicated guidance and that fourth-grade Spirit Pill, the Qinglin Pill.

I hope I can find a Spiritual Medicine to cure his poison.

Snatching the antidote from the Blood Poison Demonic General was definitely not a viable option.

However, the True Martial Continent was vast and filled with countless natural treasures; surely a Spiritual Medicine capable of curing the Blood Yin Poison existed!

"Luo Feng, it seems your closed-door cultivation has ended."

A languid voice suddenly sounded. Yang Wanyi had appeared on the courtyard wall at some unknown moment. Beneath her fiery red garments, her stunning and thrillingly beautiful curves were faintly discernible...

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