The main peak of Yunhai Sect is surrounded by eight towering mountains, and these peaks are connected to the sect's main peak. Yunhai Sect disciples can travel to these mountains in search of caves and secluded areas for focused cultivation. Given the vastness and height of these peaks, finding a quiet place to meditate is an easy task.
At the moment, on a steep cliff, there was a large area floating in the air. Below, the sea of clouds stretched endlessly, offering a breathtaking view.
However, Lin Feng had no time to admire the scenery. Sweating profusely, he repeated a single motion over and over—drawing his sword.
"Ka Peng!" A burst of explosive sound rang out, and rocks on the cliff shattered as a long crack embedded itself into the stone. It was a sword mark.
Lin Feng had been practicing here for seven days. The cliff was riddled with countless scars of various depths, forming a chaotic, irregular pattern.
The Sword Drawing Technique only pursues two principles: speed—extreme speed—and power, unleashing unparalleled force in the instant the sword is drawn. As for the trajectory or angle of the sword, it is random and free. There is only one strike, and if there were any fixed rules, they could be easily read by others. The Sword Drawing Technique does not follow traditional swordsmanship.
Lin Feng ignored the sweat soaking his body and continued to practice. Gaining strength takes time, and only through perseverance and a strong will can one become a master of martial arts. As the reincarnated Lin Feng, he never forgets the lessons learned from his past life—this world is filled with passion and ambition, but it is also fraught with danger. Without strength, one could easily be killed, just as his previous incarnation, Lin Heng, had been.
After a long time, the shadowy figures behind Lin Feng began to fade, and his mind grew slightly foggy. Only then did he stop and sheath his sword.
The martial soul is the soul of a warrior, and constant use drains mental energy significantly.
He slid his soft sword into its jeweled scabbard made from beast hide and quickly switched to practicing his body movement techniques.
As the sun began to set, Lin Feng leaned against the cliff and gazed at the swirling sea of clouds, a radiant smile spreading across his face.
"With the twilight sun in hand, and the cold moonlit frost sword in my heart, I stand at the peak and look down, seeing all mountains small." He muttered to himself. "It's time to find a cave to cultivate."
After a brief rest, Lin Feng stood up and started walking through the mountains. Soon, he found several cave dwellings, but all of them were occupied. It was then that Lin Feng arrived at a mountain gorge. As he peered ahead, his gaze sharpened.
"A slit of sky!" Before him was a tall peak, seemingly split by a sword, with a narrow path between the two halves that could fit two people walking side by side. From a distance, it looked like a sliver of the sky itself.
"I wonder what's inside," Lin Feng thought, his curiosity piqued, and he made his way toward the sliver of sky. The stream running through the gorge seemed to flow from beneath this narrow passage.
From a distance, two outer disciples saw Lin Feng enter the sliver of sky and chuckled.
"This fool is doomed. Everyone around here knows this is Sister Liu Fei's territory. How dare he enter?"
"Sister Liu Fei is much stronger than us, ranked among the top in the outer disciples. You should show her more respect."
As they whispered, Lin Feng had already walked several hundred meters into the narrow passage. Suddenly, the space opened up, revealing a vast area. On the left, a large lake lay still, steam rising from its surface—it was a natural hot spring.
"What a perfect place! Just the right spot for a bath," Lin Feng thought, feeling uncomfortable with his sweat-soaked clothes. He quickly stripped off his upper garment and leaped into the hot spring.
"Ahh, this feels great!" Lin Feng sighed in pleasure. But just then, a soft splash echoed from the other side of the lake. Long black silk suddenly whipped out of the water, and Lin Feng saw a beautiful face emerge. The girl was about fifteen or sixteen, with delicate eyebrows and a sharp, attractive face. In this world, everyone who practiced martial arts had flawless skin, requiring no makeup—pure beauty.
However, the girl's eyes weren't friendly. Her gaze was filled with anger, flames practically shooting out. Liu Fei had been meditating and cultivating her inner energy underwater when she had no idea that a disciple from the sect would come to disturb her bathing spot.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know anyone was here," Lin Feng said, offering an apologetic smile as he quickly began to leave. He recognized Liu Fei—she was the most beautiful disciple in the outer sect.
Yet, Liu Fei's expression didn't soften. Didn't know? In the mountains, every Yunhai Sect disciple knew that the sliver of sky was her private training ground. This brat must be deliberately trying to harass me.
Lin Feng truly hadn't known. In his past life, he had been weak and never ventured deep into the mountains to train.
Though Liu Fei was incredibly beautiful, Lin Feng only felt a fleeting stir in his heart—he didn't entertain any improper thoughts. After quickly dressing, he turned to leave.
"You think you can leave just like that?" A cold voice rang out behind him. Turning around, Lin Feng saw Liu Fei, her arms holding a bow, aiming directly at him.
"What do you want?" Lin Feng frowned. He hadn't done anything inappropriate; it was all just a misunderstanding, and he had already apologized.
Without responding, Liu Fei bent her body into an arch, drawing an arrow and releasing it with a sharp whistle. The golden arrow shot out like a beam of light, heading straight for Lin Feng.
"Impressive," Lin Feng's eyes flickered. He had no hesitation as the Nine Waves technique erupted from him. The arrow released by the archer was powerful—this strike caused the very air to hum as the arrow flew.
The arrow reached him almost instantly. Lin Feng's Nine Waves technique collided with it, forcing the arrow to slow. Yet, it still hurtled toward his forehead.
"Are you trying to kill me?" Lin Feng growled, his voice tinged with fury. This arrow had the force of at least seven thousand pounds—had this been the old Lin Feng, he would already be on the ground.
"Is there a problem with that?" Another arrow was nocked, and from Liu Fei's back appeared a phantom golden arrow, locking onto his breath.
Lin Feng's heart shook. He could feel an overwhelming chill as the phantom arrow seemed to lock onto him, a unique ability of the Arrow Martial Soul—it could track and attack based on his energy signature.
"Wham…" The bowstring vibrated, and the arrow was released.
"Flickering light, Nine Waves," Lin Feng's body retreated ten meters, and the furious waves surged forth again. However, this time, it only slowed the arrow slightly. The buzzing sound of the arrow was terrifying as it closed in on Lin Feng's forehead.
Liu Fei was an exceptional figure, ranking among the best of the outer disciples. With the Arrow Martial Soul activated, her shot had a strength that surpassed nine thousand pounds. Even with the Nine Waves technique, Lin Feng couldn't block it entirely.
Lin Feng's body was forcefully knocked back, but the arrow, controlled by the martial soul, seemed to come alive. It reversed direction and shot straight toward him again.
"Damn!" Lin Feng shouted. A brilliant flash of white light cut through the air, vanishing instantly.
"What happened just now? Did he just…?" Liu Fei murmured, stunned. The arrow she shot had been cleaved in two, and Lin Feng's figure was already gone, moving at an unimaginable speed.
"That was sword light?" Liu Fei muttered in confusion as she rushed out of the sliver of sky.
Not far away, the two disciples who had been watching saw Lin Feng rush out and were momentarily stunned. Liu Fei didn't finish him off?
Perhaps Liu Fei didn't want to make a big deal of it.
However, just then, they saw Liu Fei emerge from the sliver of sky, her wet clothes clinging to her body. The sight of her alluring figure was impossible to ignore, causing the two disciples to swallow nervously. But they kept their mouths shut, only daring to peek their heads out to admire the rare sight.
Liu Fei not only had great strength, but she was also pursued by many powerful figures in the Yunhai Sect, including inner disciples and even core disciples. These two disciples were in no position to offend anyone involved in that kind of power struggle. If anyone found out they had seen Liu Fei in such a state, their lives would be in great danger.