Chapter 654: Chapter 648 Rain Intent Realm
“Alright. You must be a new disciple, as I have never seen you before.”
The man in black robes was not annoyed; a faint smile still adorned his face as he scrutinized Ye Xuan and then asked.
“Indeed, I joined just a month ago. It’s normal that you don’t recognize .” Seeing that the other party seed to harbor no hostility, Ye Xuan also felt much relieved.
“This Purple Fruit was hidden within this strange phenonon between heaven and earth. Everyone thought it was the ergence of Immortal Spirit Grass, but no one discovered the Purple Fruit behind it except for you, Disciple Ye Xuan. It shows that you are extraordinary,” remarked the man in black robes as he gazed at Ye Xuan with curiosity.
He noticed that Ye Xuan’s cultivation didn’t seem high, yet he managed to find the hidden Purple Fruit, which was no simple feat, as even he had stumbled upon the place by chance.
“It’s just a little trick; it’s not worthy of Brother Ling’s attention.”
Ye Xuan replied with a slight smile.
“Then I won’t disturb you anymore, little brother. We will surely et again.”
The man in black robes looked deeply at Ye Xuan, then withdrew and vanished into the void.
“This person is unfathomable. I didn’t expect to find such an outstanding figure among the disciples of the Heavenly Martial Holy Land.” This mysterious man in black, with his incredible strength, must certainly be a Saint, and among the current generation of disciples, he likely ranks at the very top.
“There’s always soone better,” Ye Xuan murmured, shaking his head. After all, this was the Heavenly Martial Holy Land, one of the ancient powers of the Central Domain, where many exceptional individuals undoubtedly resided. Nonetheless, even so, it wasn’t too shocking for him; after all, Ye Xuan had seen geniuses ten tis more extraordinary than the man in black.
After casting a glance toward the man in black’s departing shadow for a mont, Ye Xuan also left the area.
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As the night deepened, Ye Xuan sat cross-legged on the bed. The cold moonlight shone through the window, casting a cool glow over his body.
Ye Xuan looked down at the plump and round Purple Fruit in his palm. The rich and pure energy fluctuations continuously emanated from it, and the delicate fragrance pervaded the entire room.
Fixing his gaze on the Purple Fruit for a mont, Ye Xuan then consud it. As soon as the fruit entered his mouth, it transford into a surge of dicinal power that flooded into his body. This dicinal power, although robust, was incredibly gentle and pure, causing Ye Xuan no trouble at all, a stark contrast to other violent heavenly materials and earthly treasures.
As the dicinal power rippled through Ye Xuan’s body, he cultivated the Hidden Dragon Skill, constantly refining this power. After his Martial Soul absorbed the refined dicinal power, it underwent further refining by the Earth Core Cold Fire, turning into incredibly dense True Yuan.
As Ye Xuan absorbed the surging True Yuan, a unique fluctuation also started to emanate. This magical fluctuation cald the previously boiling True Yuan, spreading a sense of stability and heaviness.
This steadiness brought Ye Xuan an indescribable sense of satisfaction, like suddenly finding stability after a period of inconsistency or like a teetering grand hall suddenly supported by a robust pillar, removing all instability.
Sighing deeply in relief, Ye Xuan expelled a wisp of white air, his face glowing with a faint light. Now, he had finally stabilized his realm as a Sixth Grade Martial Venerable.
Previously, he could only be considered to have just entered this level, not having fully mastered it. But now, with the divine effect of the Purple Fruit, Ye Xuan had instantly replenished his True Yuan, solidifying his realm at the level of Sixth Grade Martial Venerable.
“Not unworthy of the Purple Fruit, in just one day, it saved months of arduous cultivation.”
Ye Xuan couldn’t help but admire. The Purple Fruit might not enhance strength as much as other heavenly treasures, but it solidified his realm considerably. He had always advanced rapidly, and his realm had been sowhat unstable. Having refined these three Purple Fruits, he spared himself much future trouble.
After finishing his cultivation, Ye Xuan also stepped out of his room, while the sky was still dark and had not fully lightened.
Drawing his Rain Saint Sword, Ye Xuan began practicing his swordsmanship.
In practicing his swordsmanship, he actually focused more on refining his Sword Intent. As for the techniques of the sword, they were no longer very important. Techniques could be integrated, but the realms of swordsmanship were often unique.
The Rain Saint Sword, being the personal sword of the Rain Saint from the Middle Ages, was no ordinary object. It inherently contained the Rain Intent Realm, which was a unique realm to the Rain Saint Sword itself.
Reeds lush and green, white dews turned to frost.
Drip!
Suddenly, a droplet of dew fell from the eaves behind him; it rapidly transford into the shape of a sword as it fell, making a small hole upon hitting the ground.
Drip, drip!
The droplets fell faster, and more holes appeared on the ground.
The power of the realm, killing invisibly.
With the enhancent of the realm, Ye Xuan’s sword moved faster. Toward the end, the sword’s trajectory was completely invisible, and only the expanding rain could be seen.
As dawn approached, Ye Xuan had been practicing for a full three two-hour periods.
Clang!
Sheathing his sword, Ye Xuan’s gaze turned towards the central square. According to the rules of Heavenly Martial Holy Land, today was the day for a group lesson, held by a respected Saint for the many new disciples. Normally, all disciples would participate voluntarily, and absences were rare.
The regular classes at Heavenly Martial Holy Land weren’t compulsory. Disciples could choose courses from different departnts based on their interest. Additionally, since Ye Xuan didn’t belong to any departnt himself, and his master, Yu, was a loner, none of the departnt courses mandated his attendance.
By the ti Ye Xuan reached the square, it was already crowded with over a hundred disciples, and the noise was significant.
Many of these new disciples ca from powerful backgrounds, even relatives of elders; naturally, all of them possessed considerable talent, otherwise, even the son of a Sect Master wouldn’t qualify as an official disciple.
Due to his outstanding performance in the entrance test a month ago and the ensuing hot topics he ignited this past month, there was hardly a newcor who didn’t recognize Ye Xuan.
“Look, that’s Ye Xuan, this year’s leading newcor. He refused invitations from the Sword Dao Departnt and Soul Departnt, and even defeated several strong senior disciples, including Brother Liu Qing from the Qinghua Association.”
“Is he that great? Really? I think his cultivation level is only a Sixth Grade Martial Venerate, just a bit stronger than .”
“Heh, you’ll suffer if you don’t listen to the elderly. You better not ss with him.”
“I won’t ss, but today, all disciples from the past two years are here, including many geniuses from the Saint families. They won’t let a man of humble background like him keep the crown of the leading newcor. Watch, even if I don’t challenge him, others will.”
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