Roy's eyes instantly flashed with brilliance.
Just like slaying the Sword Immortal Puppets, consuming Sword Intent Grass could also enhance one's Sword Intent—
But its effects were far more potent and immediate!
However, compared to the puppets—
Sword Intent Grass was far rarer and more precious.
In the past five days, this was the first time Roy had come across one.
"Finally found one!"
The moment Roy's mind stirred, he was about to step forward and pluck the grass—
But a sudden voice broke the silence.
"Heh... Seems like my luck isn't bad today."
A streak of purple light flashed—
A man in a purple robe swiftly descended, appearing before Roy in just a few breaths.
The stranger's cold eyes swept over Roy before locking onto the Sword Intent Grass.
His pupils shrank—
"Sword Intent Grass!"
A greedy glint flickered in his eyes.
"What a stroke of fortune—
This Sword Intent Grass... is mine!
Hand it over, now!"
"Are you dreaming?"
Roy cast him a sidelong glance—
His gaze filled with disdain, as if looking at an idiot.
Without a word, he stretched out his hand—
Plucked the Sword Intent Grass—
And stored it directly into his storage ring.
"You... How dare you!"
The purple-robed man instantly flew into a rage.
"Do you even know who I am?"
He sneered coldly:
"You're nothing but an Inner Sect disciple—barely around Level 40—
While I...
I was personally invited by your academy as a royal guest from the Imperial Family!
I told you to hand over the Sword Intent Grass—
That should have been your honor!
Yet you dare defy me and take it for yourself?!"
The man's eyes flashed with cruelty.
"A mere Mid-Tier Sword Intent...
Did you really think that would make you my equal?
Let me show you what true power is!
Mountain-Crushing Slash!"
Boom!
With a single strike—
A massive sword energy surged out, as if an entire mountain was collapsing from the heavens.
The sheer weight of the sword intent crushed the air, creating a vacuum—
It howled toward Roy with an unstoppable momentum—
As if ready to smash him into pieces!
"Ignorant fool."
Roy's expression remained indifferent.
He casually slashed out with his sword—
Seemingly without much effort—
Yet the speed of that strike was pushed to the absolute limit!
Fast!
Unimaginably fast!
This sword could only be described by a single word—
"Fast."
A flash of silver light—
Before the purple-robed man could even react, the sword energy he unleashed was already split cleanly in two!
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Roy's current strength far surpassed others of the same level—
With the power of Mid-Tier Sword Intent at its peak, his swordsmanship carried an unstoppable might.
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"W-What?!
How is this possible?!"
The man's face twisted in disbelief.
"You... You actually possess such strength?
Your mastery over Sword Intent... has reached over 50%?
Impossible!
You're just a worthless brat barely at Level 40!"
Roy's eyes remained cold.
"There are many things in this world...
that your narrow mind will never understand."
Without giving him a chance to recover, Roy stepped forward—
His sword flicked out again.
Phantom Strike!
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Three streaks of sword light shot out simultaneously—
Blurring between illusion and reality.
The dazzling beauty of the swordsmanship masked the lethal killing intent hidden beneath—
Chilling... Cold... Merciless!
"Not good!"
The purple-robed man's hair stood on end—
A powerful sense of crisis surged through him, making his heart pound.
Without a second thought, he unleashed his full strength—
"Shark Piercing Sword!"
His sword stabbed forward—
The motion eerily resembling a fisherman casting his hook...
Only this hook was meant to snare ferocious sharks lurking beneath the surface.
Whoosh!
A powerful sword energy erupted from the blade's tip, tearing through the air—
Crashing directly against Roy's three sword lights.
Boom!
Both forces clashed, exploding like rolling thunder.
Thud, thud, thud!
The purple-robed man stumbled backward three steps—
His face paling as humiliation and rage boiled in his chest.
A royal guest—
A mighty swordsman from the Imperial Family—
Yet he'd been forced back by an Inner Sect disciple...
Unforgivable!
"I admit..."
His voice was cold and low.
"Your strength... exceeded my expectations.
But that was only because I underestimated you.
Now... I'll show you my true power!"**
With a flick of his wrist, his storage ring flashed—
A sword of pure violet radiance appeared in his hand.
"This sword... is the Purple Radiance Blade—
A Heaven-Tier High-Grade weapon.
Remember this name—
It will be the last thing you ever see."**
He once again adopted that bizarre fishing posture—
Sword energy surging—
But this time, the attack's power had more than doubled!
The air screamed under the crushing force—
Accompanied by a heavy oppressive aura—
Four-Tenths Sword Intent enveloped the entire battlefield—
Bearing down like Mount Tai!
Yet instead of fear—
A smirk tugged at the corners of Roy's lips.
"Trying to suppress me with Sword Intent?"
He chuckled softly—
"You picked the wrong opponent."
The previous clash—that man hadn't unleashed his full strength, but how could Roy have revealed all his trump cards either? At the very least, Mid-Tier Sword Intent, he hadn't even used it!
Now that the man wanted to suppress him with sword intent, Roy didn't mind letting him experience what it felt like to be crushed by sword intent.
"Hidden Thunder!"
Roy's wrist flicked rapidly, slashing out countless sword strikes in an instant!
Thunder Shadow! Thunder Shadow! Thunder Shadow!
In just a few breaths, three streaks of Thunder Shadows burst forth simultaneously—each one infused with Mid-Tier Sword Intent!
Buzz!
The man's sword energy froze in midair, and even the Purple Radiance Sword in his hand trembled slightly.
Although the Purple Radiance Sword was a Heaven-Tier High-Grade spirit weapon, the gap in sword intent made it inevitably suppressed!
"This..."
Seeing this, the man was stunned!
He was actually being suppressed in sword intent by Roy!
Moreover, Roy's sword intent was clearly far stronger—not just by a little, but by an overwhelming margin. Otherwise, it would be impossible to exert such powerful suppression!
How could Roy's sword intent be this strong? This makes no sense!
Boom!
Without giving him time to think, Roy's nine sword shadows tore through his sword energy and shot toward him like lightning!
"Damn it!"
His expression changed drastically as he hastily used his movement technique to dodge, but he could only evade six sword shadows—
The remaining three struck his shoulder, thigh, and arm, leaving three bloody wounds!
"Ah! Roy, I'll remember this!"
He roared in fury but didn't dare linger—turning into a streak of purple light and fleeing far away, leaving behind a venomous voice:
"Just wait—I'll return these three strikes a hundredfold!"
"Trying to run?"
Roy's eyes flashed coldly.
He was never one to show mercy—since this man had attacked him first, there was no reason to let him go!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Suddenly, piercing sounds echoed—dozens of white lights shot toward him—
Level Four Sword Immortal Puppets!
Roy's expression shifted slightly.
Although he was confident in his strength, facing so many puppets at once would consume a massive amount of energy. If that purple-robed man returned at that moment, he'd truly be cornered!
Why would the Imperial Family send people into the Sword Tower?
Roy narrowed his eyes but quickly shook his head.
"Forget it, I'll settle this grudge another day."
Activating Windshifter Steps, his figure blurred as he disappeared from the battlefield.
A hidden valley—
Roy flipped his palm, revealing the Sword Intent Grass in his hand.
Without hesitation, he swallowed it whole.
"Hmm?"
A few moments later, a sharp light burst from his eyes, and his face lit up with joy.
If killing dozens of puppets had only given him 1% sword intent growth, this single stalk of Sword Intent Grass had directly increased his sword intent by 5%!
The effect was far more terrifying than he'd imagined!
And this was only a ten-year-old Sword Intent Grass—if he found those aged twenty, fifty, or even a hundred years, how terrifying would the effect be?
If he could obtain a large quantity of Sword Intent Grass and pair it with his Verdant Sword Technique, reaching Ten-Tenths Perfect Sword Intent wouldn't take long!
"It seems...
I'll need to spend more effort hunting for Sword Intent Grass."
Roy's eyes flickered—
From now on, every stalk of Sword Intent Grass in this tower...
Would be his for the taking!