The Sword Intent Grass was extremely rare and precious. The fact that Roy had spent five whole days just to find a single stalk was proof enough of its scarcity. Of course, there were some tricks to locating it.
In the Sword Tower World, the higher the floor one reached, the greater the chances of encountering Sword Intent Grass—especially on the seventh floor and above, where the probability would skyrocket.
However, this so-called trick wasn't exactly a secret. Everyone knew about it, but simply knowing didn't mean everyone could achieve it. Without sufficient strength, even if someone managed to reach the seventh floor by sheer luck, surviving there would be near impossible.
Over the next two days, Roy finally tracked down a Fourth Floor Guardian. After a fierce battle, he successfully defeated the guardian and advanced into the Fifth Floor of the Sword Tower World.
"Hmm? I'm about to break through?"
At a certain moment, Roy's mind stirred slightly.
Without realizing it, he'd already been in the Sword Tower World for nearly ten days.
In these ten days, he'd slain over a hundred Sword Immortal Puppets and obtained three stalks of Sword Intent Grass. These harvests had pushed his Sword Intent to the verge of breaking through.
At the same time, his spiritual power had risen to Level 46!
This improvement might not seem significant, but in truth, it was already remarkable. After all, the higher the level of Sword Intent, the more difficult each tiny increment became.
Before entering the Sword Tower, Roy had already reached the peak of Level 45. Now, after constant battles and honing himself in life-or-death situations, breaking through to Level 46 was only natural.
With this breakthrough, his strength had once again undergone a qualitative leap.
Purely by virtue of his own power, he now had the confidence to contend with Level 50 experts!
If he were to fight that royal family member again now, Roy was absolutely certain he could defeat him with ease.
"Level 46... it's time to pick up the pace."
"My Sword Intent is about to reach the Advanced stage!"
Nodding to himself, Roy murmured inwardly.
However, during this period, he'd begun to feel that his arsenal of techniques was somewhat lacking.
In terms of battle techniques, he had Hidden Thunder and Thunderclap Sword Art, which were sufficient for now. But having only a few moves would make him far too predictable—easily countered by stronger opponents.
"If I can secure a top rank in the Academy Ranking Battle, I'll be able to apply for a new technique—or maybe visit the auction house to see if there are any powerful sword arts available."
Shaking off these distractions, Roy closed his eyes and began meditating.
He slowly absorbed the surrounding sword energy and spiritual power, preparing to break through to Advanced Sword Intent.
Time passed.
If one looked closely, they would notice that the air around him was shimmering with faint, crystal-clear streams of light—beautiful yet lethal.
These were not spiritual energy...
They were infinitesimally fine sword qi!
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Suddenly, the streams of sword qi began to surge violently—like a gentle drizzle abruptly transforming into a raging storm.
All at once, the countless sword qi currents converged into a torrential downpour, sweeping toward a single point!
Boom!
In an instant, a massive boulder—seven or eight meters tall and three meters wide—was obliterated into dust.
The sheer destructive force was unimaginable.
If that sword strike had landed on a person...
Even a Level 50 expert would be instantly reduced to nothing but ashes!
"Finally... I've broken through!"
Roy opened his eyes, a faint smile appearing on his handsome face.
After spending a full three days, he had finally advanced from Mid-Tier Sword Intent to Advanced Sword Intent!
"It's time to leave this valley."
Just as he was about to depart—
Boom!
Without warning, an overwhelming pressure descended from the sky.
A blue-black array disk spun rapidly, slowly descending. Midway, it unfurled into a massive formation, sealing off an area of dozens of meters in every direction.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
At the same time, three powerful blasts of spiritual energy struck behind Roy, reducing a small hill to powder.
Three figures descended from three different directions—
Each one radiating powerful spiritual energy.
They seemed to be standing casually, but in truth, their positions formed an encirclement, cutting off all of Roy's escape routes.
"We meet again."
The man on the left stepped forward—none other than the royal family member Roy had encountered before.
He stood tall and proud, exuding an air of absolute confidence, a sinister smile playing at the corners of his lips.
"I told you... those three sword strikes—"
"I'll return them all to you."
His eyes glinted coldly.
"And now... it's time to fulfill that promise."
Roy's gaze swept across the three men, his eyes narrowing slightly.
A fierce glint flashed within the depths of his pupils.
"So you've come courting death...?"
The atmosphere instantly grew tense—
A storm was about to break loose!
"Is it you again?"
A cold glint flashed in Roy's eyes, but his gaze didn't rest on Lu Chenming; instead, he looked toward the other two individuals.
One of them wore a green robe, exuding a scholarly and gentle demeanor, while the other was gaunt and haggard, resembling an elderly man.
"There's no need to look around. We've already sealed off the surrounding area with the Heaven-Confining Earth-Locking Array. You have no escape."
Noticing Roy's gaze, the haggard man sneered mockingly, "Although this array is a simplified version, it's more than enough to deal with you. Today, no matter what, you're doomed!"
"Indeed."
The green-robed youth smiled faintly, "I had no personal grudge against you, but since you've offended a member of the royal family, I have no choice but to take your head."
"And what about you?"
Roy's expression remained calm, showing no sign of panic. He turned to the other man and said indifferently, "I don't believe we have any enmity. Why are you targeting me?"
Hearing this, the man cackled, "True, we have no quarrel. But I've heard you possess Sword Intent Grass. Acquiring it would surely enhance my strength!"
As he spoke, a greedy gleam appeared in his eyes, regarding Roy as if he were a treasure trove. The other two also showed understanding expressions.
"Enough talk. To avoid complications, let's act swiftly and kill him!"
One of them suddenly shouted. Just a moment ago, his face bore a gentle smile; now, he struck without warning, flipping his wrist to produce a longsword, thrusting three times in rapid succession like lightning!
"Attack!"
Simultaneously, the other two also launched their assaults.
Boom!
Three attacks converged on Roy. Such a combined onslaught would instantly obliterate an ordinary warrior.
"Ridiculous! Do you three really think you have me cornered?"
Facing the trio's assault, a cold, indifferent smile appeared on Roy's face. In the next moment, his figure blurred as he employed Hidden Thunder!
Whoosh!
His form melded into the wind. The roaring thunder not only failed to impede him but became part of him, enhancing his speed. In an instant, he deflected all three attacks.
"Hmm?"
Witnessing this, the trio couldn't help but show astonishment.
Such formidable speed!
Roy's offensive prowess surpassed any one of them.
Without further ado, Roy unleashed his full power: Level 46 spiritual energy combined with advanced sword intent!
Simultaneously, thunder intent erupted alongside!
"Damn it! How is this possible? Two intents!"
One of them cursed, "And he possesses advanced sword intent! Didn't you say he was weak?"
"So what?"
The man named Pusen sneered, "Even with advanced sword intent, what can you do? Facing the three of us together, you're dead no matter what!"
"Exactly!"
Another stepped forward, declaring, "I advise you to abandon futile resistance. Against us, you don't stand a chance."
"Fools!"
Roy sneered, retorting unceremoniously.
"What?"
This remark infuriated Pusen and his companions!
Each of them was a prodigy, yet now, facing Roy alone, not only did he refuse to beg for mercy, but he also dared to insult them!
Before they could react in anger, an even more infuriating event occurred!
Roy's figure flashed, and he thrust three swords, initiating an attack against them.