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"I can already sense your presence?" Zhou Yan was somewhat surprised.
"Yes, Brother Zhou Yan, you have Supreme Sword Energy within you, and currently, Little Xue is your personal sword. As long as your soul is strong enough, Brother Zhou Yan, Little Xue can be sensed by you."
Said the Sword Spirit Xiao Xue.
Zhou Yan suddenly understood why that day, when Feng Lingqing communicated with her Silver Snow Sword for a moment, she knew everything.
With such a special Sword Spirit, it would be easy to create a Sword Illusion Realm and record everything that happened.
At this moment, he felt a deep sense of novelty, a sword, a Life Sword, with its own unique consciousness!
"Since you are temporarily my transmission sword, why do you call me Brother Zhou Yan instead of master?" Zhou Yan was puzzled and asked.
"That's because Little Xue in this lifetime has only one master, and that is Master Feng Lingqing."
"Also, since Little Xue likes you very much and saw Gu Xi calling you Brother Zhou Yan and you liking it, she naturally calls you Brother Zhou Yan... Do you not like it this way?"
Little Xue added, speaking with a hint of nervousness on her face.
This adorable look made Zhou Yan genuinely like her from the depths of his heart.
"So that's how it is. Of course, I like you calling me 'Brother Zhou Yan'. I also really like you, my adorable sword spirit sister."
Zhou Yan said affectionately.
At this moment, he no longer treated the sword as a sword but truly regarded it as a living being, nurturing a respect for life in his heart.
"Brother Zhou Yan, you're so nice!" Little Xue said joyfully, the sword body flying and singing, as sweet as a nightingale's song.
Was this enchanting sound really just sword singing? Zhou Yan was almost confused.
...
"Brother Zhou Yan, Little Xue doesn't know Sword Intent, but as a Sword Spirit, Little Xue can release Sword Intent, and you can feel it."
"Hmm, then give it a try, let me experience what Sword Intent is."
Zhou Yan nodded, his expression somewhat solemn. Although there was sealed Sword Intent in the statue before, when he faced the Bixue Palace Master and the group before being chased, the Sword Intent he activated did not even leave a hint.
What's left was erased by the Bixue Palace Master while repairing the Broken Worry Sword, leaving behind three Sword Souls...
He hadn't sensed Sword Intent now, and hadn't experienced the Sword Souls he triggered—not that he hadn't triggered them, so he naturally prepared himself.
Receiving his command, Little Xue pondered slightly and stood cautiously straight. Then her big, naive eyes suddenly became as dazzling as two sun lamps!
Instantly, two Sword Lights shot out like lightning. Zhou Yan had no time to counter and felt a great shock, spitting out a mouthful of blood!
He felt as if two Sword Lights had invaded his soul, killing it in one move.
He felt deep within an astonishingly real sensation of 'I am already dead'!
However, his mind was incredibly firm, forcibly suppressing the thought that his soul had shattered and his body and mind had died. He took a deep breath and forced himself to sit upright.
"Ah... Brother Zhou Yan... what, what happened to you..." Little Xue was frightened, panicked at Zhou Yan's soul seeming torn.
Suddenly, Zhou Yan could no longer sense Little Xue's presence, but at that moment of collapse, he heard Little Xue's trembling and panic-stricken voice.
Zhou Yan smiled wryly at this naive little girl, who probably hadn't even used a tenth of the Sword Intent, and he was almost killed!
This... this was simply unimaginable.
Zhou Yan finally deeply understood why when facing higher realm experts, he felt that oppressive feeling—it was the pressure of Sword Intent!
Such terrifying Sword Intent!
Thinking this, he took out a Crystal Stone, preparing to recover his injuries through breathing control. At this time, a shadow flashed, and with a swoosh, Feng Lingqing appeared beside Zhou Yan, with a panicked expression saying, "Zhou Yan, are you okay? Silver Snow was a bit reckless. Her intelligence is probably only that of a seven or eight-year-old girl... You must be careful!"
Hastily arriving, Feng Lingqing saw that Zhou Yan seemed unharmed without life-threatening injuries, finally relieved.
But seeing her somewhat hurried appearance and the trace of blood at the corner of her mouth, Zhou Yan knew she forced herself out at a critical moment.
His heart warmed, and he apologized, "It was my recklessness. I just wanted to comprehend Sword Intent as soon as possible, never imagining Sword Intent would be so incredible, I was careless, alas."
At this moment, Zhou Yan also smiled wryly repeatedly.
"You, in the future, don't do this. Understanding Sword Intent actually lies in solidifying your own will into a sword, which will form a Sword Intent embryo.
Moreover, even if formed, such Sword Intent is still an ordinary Sword Intent. True Sword Intent originates from the soul, transforming the soul into a sword-shaped soul is fundamental!
So, Sword Intent, you can understand as, the soul's sword, Sword Intent is awe-inspiring."
"The awe-inspiring of the soul, transformed into a power-like sword form, is this Sword Intent?" Zhou Yan suddenly comprehended, after bitterly understanding Xingyi Dragon Form, it seemed to enhance his comprehension ability a thousandfold, making what Feng Lingqing said some things can only be understood became clear to Zhou Yan.
"You... understand...?"
Feng Lingqing was stunned.
"Yes, I understand." Zhou Yan nodded.
"Really, really understand?" Feng Lingqing, a bit incredulous, asked dumbfounded, stupefied.
"Truly understood..."
Zhou Yan knew he perhaps... was somewhat 'against heaven'.
"It seems you are not far from comprehending basic Sword Intent. If possible, then keep working hard, strive to transform the soul into a sword-shaped soul before sixteen!"
Feng Lingqing sighed emotionally at this kind of talent, truly defying the heavens!
After speaking, she turned around, and her body was about to disappear.
At this moment, out of nowhere came a surge of strength, Zhou Yan grabbed this woman's hand and pulled her into his arms.
"This time, I made you worry, you got hurt again, let me heal you."
Zhou Yan held this woman, gently stroking her back with one hand.
His actions were somewhat bold, yet this woman did not resist.
"Alas, Zhou Yan, you are just like your father, almost identical, truly a pure, unadulterated, living bastard!"
She sighed, also seemingly coquettishly blaming and a little angry, yet this tone was somewhat plaintive and a bit weird.
"Isn't this easy to say? Just marry me, this fool." Zhou Yan joked with a sly grin, disregarding her complex emotions.
Feng Lingqing's pretty face flushed, "Marry you... in the future, you might not say that... I'm going to heal now, interrupting my healing, I'm afraid I will sleep for a long, long time."
Her tone was somewhat bleak, wanting to escape Zhou Yan's embrace, but seemingly thinking of something, she stood on tiptoe and took the initiative to kiss Zhou Yan's forehead. Subsequently, her body broke apart, transforming into somewhat disorderly scattered Sword Qi, and finally merged into the Silver Snow Sword.
Zhou Yan looked at his empty arms and felt a bit dazed.
"This woman knows many secrets but tells me nothing... alas."
Zhou Yan sighed.
He couldn't help feeling somewhat lonely at heart.
But this sentiment was quickly dispelled by a mindset of understanding Sword Intent. He carefully recalled Feng Lingqing's words, continually combining them with the situation of Silver Snow Sword's Sword Intent explosion, repeatedly experiencing them.
When he felt a bit weary of the experience, he would read the Bishui Sword Heart Method or glance over introductory texts on Array Sword Cultivators and Medicine Sword Practitioners, broadening his perspectives and preventing his knowledge from being too narrow.
During this process, Zhou Yan even forgot the passage of time.
...
He didn't know how long it had been when Zhou Yan felt a trace of dust seemed to settle around him. He finally opened his eyes from that cyclical enlightenment.
His Realm, through this understanding, almost reached its limit. If not restraining himself, he would have broken through early, reaching the Sword Qi First Layer Heaven Realm.
But now, he was still in the Sword Beginning Three Heavens Realm; his realm hadn't broken through.
However, opening his eyes, there were already two faint Sword Intent embryos reflected in his eyes.
Those clear, deep eyes, as if nurturing newly-formed Sword Spirits, constantly flickered. Unfortunately, this state was still unstable.
"Alas, still can't unleash Sword Intent like Little Xue, only a form embryonic in the eyes... comprehending is comprehending, but the next cultivation seems to take too long..."
Zhou Yan was convinced he understood Sword Intent, yet only after realizing it did he understand it would take a long unknown time to form real Sword Intent!
At least, now he only concentrated Sword Intent in his gaze and could maintain it briefly, far from being in a state of free usage, let alone forming Sword Intent awe-inspiring...
"Comprehending it is already a big step forward; take it slow..."
With a sigh, Zhou Yan wasn't particularly satisfied with this result, but he also realized he had... done his best.
He stood up, noticing a seated indent around him, and a thin layer of dust on the ground.
"Did...much time pass?"
Zhou Yan was startled; if a month had passed, it would be disastrous!
"Brother Zhou Yan, you've been in seclusion for a week. Sister Chanchan and Sister Lin'er have waited for you here for six days and nights. Father said there's movement here, did you come out?"
Outside the secret room, came a very slight voice from Gu Xi.
If he were still cultivating, naturally, so little sound wouldn't interrupt him. And if he had emerged from seclusion, this voice would be clear to him.
"Turns out just a week... good."
Zhou Yan breathed a sigh of relief, happily responding, "Hmm, I'm out now. Lin'er, Chanchan, Sister Xixi, you all come in!"
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