108: Practice and practice and you will break through

Hidden Sword Mountain.

Just as Mo Fan walked to the square in front of the Sword Pavilion, he felt a resentful gaze.

Looking up, he saw Liu Xiyan standing by the window on the seventh floor.

Mo Fan scratched his head in embarrassment, keeping his gaze fixed downwards as he walked straight into the Sword Pavilion.

At this moment, Chu Qian was helping someone select a Spirit Sword.

Since the decline of the Sword Pavilion and the fact that no Peerless Sword Immortal had emerged for over a hundred years, the number of Sword Cultivators in Yuxu Academy had naturally decreased.

It is rumored that when the Sword Pavilion was in its prime, even those who could not join the Sword Pavilion would follow the trend of practicing Sword Art, and the Disciples were as numerous as carp crossing a river.

Consequently, Disciples would often save up large amounts of Spirit Stones to go to the Sword Pavilion to exchange for Spirit Swords.

Of course, while it was called an exchange, it was actually more like a loan.

Because there was a set time limit, and it had to be returned to the Sword Pavilion after use.

But even so, there were still people willing to spend huge amounts of Spirit Stones to exchange for a Spirit Sword.

Because Hidden Sword Peak was special; it was a natural Field.

Under the influence of the mysterious Field, even an ordinary iron sword could become a precious sword that could cut through iron like mud after a long time.

Moreover, the swords stored in the Sword Pavilion were already extraordinary, and after being affected by the special Field, they would be entwined with wisps of Sword Intent.

Thus, as long as a Sword Cultivator exchanged for a Spirit Sword from the Sword Pavilion, their Sword Qi would surely surge, and their combat power would skyrocket.

Whether fighting against enemies or going out to subdue demons, they would be invincible.

More importantly, influenced by those wisps of Sword Intent, it was easier to get closer to the Dao when practicing with the sword, thereby improving one's Sword Art cultivation.

Unfortunately, now that the Sword Pavilion had declined, most people chose the saber, which was easier to handle and had greater power.

There were fewer and fewer Sword Cultivators, so naturally, fewer Disciples came to the Sword Pavilion to exchange for Spirit Swords.

The once prosperous Sword Pavilion naturally appeared somewhat dilapidated.

This was also one of the reasons why the Sword Pavilion looked somewhat worn-down but remained unrepaired.

He greeted Chu Qian with his eyes, took a portion of the pastries he was carrying, and placed them on the long table nearby.

Mo Fan walked through the corridor and arrived at the backyard where the stone tablets were placed.

Xu Jing was sitting under the stone tablet Cultivating as usual.

Sensing someone approaching and hearing the familiar footsteps, Xu Jing hurriedly opened her eyes, turned to look at Mo Fan, and said happily:

"You, you're back?"

"Yeah, I'm back." Mo Fan smiled and handed the pastries to Xu Jing.

"Osmanthus cake, mung bean cake, matcha red bean pancake, they are all things you like to eat."

"Tha, thank you—"

Xu Jing's bright eyes lit up slightly. She hurriedly stood up to take the pastries and circled around Mo Fan, looking a bit nervous.

"What are you doing?" Mo Fan asked, puzzled.

"Che, checking if you're hurt," Xu Jing said with her head down.

"What are you thinking? How could I possibly get hurt?"

"I am the most cautious person. If there is danger, I'm the first to run away. It's impossible for me to get hurt," Mo Fan said with a smile.

"Do, don't set a flag." Xu Jing shook her head.

"Eh? You know this word too?" Mo Fan was surprised.

"Lea, learned it from you..." Xu Jing said softly.

"Not bad, you actually know about flags. You have a bright future." Mo Fan gave Xu Jing a thumbs up.

Xu Jing shook her head, a rare smile appearing on her face: "It's, it's good that you're not hurt."

"Don't worry about me, continue your Cultivation." Mo Fan waved his hand, letting Xu Jing continue to Cultivate.

Seeing this, Xu Jing immediately understood, hurriedly sat cross-legged, and continued practicing the Sword Nurturing Art.

Mo Fan circled the five stone tablets, cast a few Appraisal Techniques, and finding no additional prompts, sat down opposite Xu Jing, feeling a bit bored.

He focused his spirit, carefully perceived, captured Xu Jing's spiritual state, and mimicked her breathing rhythm.

And Xu Jing also opened her heart to Mo Fan, releasing her spiritual world so that Mo Fan could fully perceive her state.

Zzz—

The air trembled, as if an electric current flashed and disappeared.

Their spirits merged, entering a mysterious state, as if they could discern each other's thoughts.

Through this state, Mo Fan clearly perceived Xu Jing's state.

This little trick was inspired by Mo Fan's practice of the Golden Body Art.

As usual, he wanted to check the progress of Xu Jing's Sword Nurturing Art practice, discover problems, and help her solve them.

At first, Mo Fan was a bit absent-minded.

But a few minutes later, he was suddenly stunned, becoming quite surprised.

He looked at Xu Jing calmly, focused his spirit a bit more, continued to perceive carefully, and confirmed repeatedly.

A moment later, he began to be unable to hide his surprise.

Because he discovered that compared to half a month ago, the progress of Xu Jing's Sword Nurturing Art practice had improved by a large margin.

According to the natural progress, it would take about another half a year for Xu Jing to fully comprehend the Sword Nurturing Art.

Even if Mo Fan came to give guidance often, it would still take at least four or five months in the end.

After all, a person's Comprehension Ability has its limits.

No matter how well the teacher teaches.

There will always be a time when a student reaches their limit.

But now, Mo Fan discovered that the progress of Xu Jing's Sword Nurturing Art practice exceeded his understanding.

"According to the current situation, I'm afraid it will only take at most four months for this girl to comprehend the Sword Nurturing Art..."

"After that, I will correct some of her mistakes and let her take fewer detours. Maybe in just another three months, she will be able to fully comprehend the Sword Nurturing Art—"

Thinking of this, Mo Fan couldn't help but gasp.

"Incredible—"

"What on earth has she experienced?"

"Is this what they call a Sword Dao Genius?"

After pondering for a moment, Mo Fan shook his head, continued to focus his spirit, and carefully perceived Xu Jing's state.

Half an hour later, Xu Jing slowly opened her bright eyes and said softly: "I'm done."

Mo Fan nodded. He picked up a twig from somewhere and, while chatting casually with Xu Jing about daily life, wrote and drew on the ground.

Xu Jing nodded from time to time, frowned in thought, sometimes her face turned red, and sometimes her expression was blank.

Sword Pavilion, seventh floor.

Liu Xiyan looked at Mo Fan and Xu Jing in the backyard with a puzzled expression.

"Are young people nowadays this reserved when dating?"

She shook her head, looked into the distance, sighed slightly at the blue sky, not knowing what she was thinking.

Not long after.

Mo Fan and Xu Jing finished their communication.

"Alright, let's chat here for today. Next time I go out, I'll come back and chat with you about the outside world."

Mo Fan stood up to say goodbye.

"O, okay..." Xu Jing nodded, also stood up, wanting to see Mo Fan off.

"No need to see me off. You should Cultivate well, become a Peerless Sword Immortal sooner, and let me hug your thigh."

"Okay, I, I will work hard..." Xu Jing nodded seriously.

"By the way, why has your progress improved by such a large margin?"

In the end, Mo Fan couldn't hold back and asked in a low voice.

"I, I don't know either..."

Xu Jing shook her head, looking blank:

"I was just practicing, and it improved on its own."

Mo Fan: "?"

Are you serious?

Bidding farewell to Xu Jing, Mo Fan left the backyard, preparing to return.

When passing through the corridor, he was blocked by Liu Xiyan again.

"Have you considered it?" Liu Xiyan looked at him seriously, her silver-white scorpion braid swaying slightly, a bit of red left on the corner of her mouth.

Apparently, she had eaten the red bean matcha pancake and hadn't wiped her mouth clean.

"The outside world is very exciting, I still want to roam around a bit more," Mo Fan said with a smile.

Liu Xiyan took a look at Mo Fan and said somewhat dazedly:

"No wonder. Over the past half month, your cultivation seems to have improved quite a bit. You are about to reach Innate. It seems you have gained a lot outside."

"So-so, just so-so," Mo Fan laughed sheepishly.

Using the miraculous Breath Concealment Art, Mo Fan controlled his cultivation at the Body Tempering Peak, just one step away from Innate.

Mo Fan had discovered this issue when he came to the Sword Pavilion before.

Even Liu Xiyan, whose cultivation had reached the Guiyuan Realm, could not see through his true cultivation.

It was then that Mo Fan realized he had underestimated the Breath Concealment Art.

This Breath Concealment Art, passed down from his future self to his daughter, and then from his daughter to him.

Seemed quite extraordinary, and the effect exceeded his expectations.

"Take this sword talisman. It contains the power of one of my strikes. When using it, you just need to lock onto your opponent with your spirit and throw it directly."

Saying this, Liu Xiyan took out a golden-glowing sword-shaped Talisman from her bosom and handed it to Mo Fan.

Mo Fan was stunned and took the Talisman in a daze.

"Keep it close to you. If you walk by the river often, you will eventually get your shoes wet. I hope this sword talisman can help you at a critical moment."

After speaking, Liu Xiyan turned around and slowly walked towards the stairs.

Mo Fan looked at the sword talisman in his hand, then at Liu Xiyan's back disappearing into the corridor, his expression becoming somewhat complex.

At this moment, the Appraisal information of the sword talisman appeared before his eyes.

[A peerless sword talisman containing Liu Xiyan's Primordial Spirit Light. It is extremely powerful, can automatically lock onto targets, and can kill anyone below Guiyuan Peak. After use, the Primordial Spirit Light will permanently dissipate and cannot return to the main body.]

(Ps: I accidentally copied the simple outline of the subsequent plot just now. I have already deleted it. Handsome guys who saw it, please forget it immediately—)