True Solution of the Sword Dao

"Now, send over the True Force seed first." Sulan Bei’er gently tossed, and the Teleportation Stone flew straight towards Lin Fei. The white Teleportation Stone moved very slowly in the air, obviously entirely under Sulan Bei’er’s control.

Lin Fei also spread out his hand, with the golden threads lying quietly in the palm. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

The two stood off against each other, the Teleportation Stone slowly flying between them. It finally stopped at the edge of the silver veil Sulan Bei’er had released earlier. It hovered motionlessly in mid-air.

"Now, give me the seed of True Force," Sulan Bei’er said indifferently.

"I’m afraid," Lin Fei said with a smile, "I’m afraid you’ll take the seed and not give me the Teleportation Stone."

"How could that be." Sulan Bei’er smiled naturally. "I’m not about to disregard my reputation for a mere Teleportation Stone."

"Is that so?"

"Of course."

The two looked at each other for a moment. They each saw a hint of the same doubt in the other’s eyes.

"Together," Lin Fei suddenly said.

"Okay!" Sulan Bei’er nodded.

The atmosphere suddenly paused.

Lin Fei slowly raised his hand. The golden thread in his palm twinkled with a faint glow.

Hisss!!

The Teleportation Stone and the golden thread abruptly crossed paths, the Teleportation Stone flying towards Lin Fei, while the golden thread flew into the silver veil.

But both of them made the same move in unison.

Lin Fei instantly drew his sword, and slashed out several sword shadows in front of him. Under the surge of True Force, the sword shadows directly struck the Teleportation Stone.

Sulan Bei’er also raised one hand, and a circular vortex appeared instantly, freezing the golden thread that had already flown in front of him in mid-air.

With a hiss, an invisible layer of energy was directly stripped away by the sword shadows on the surface of the Teleportation Stone. The energy burst into countless points of light and suddenly dissipated.

Lin Fei’s gaze remained calm, his hand emanating a golden light as he snapped up the Teleportation Stone. Simultaneously, the Black Demon Sword returned to its scabbard.

On the other side, Sulan Bei’er also completely stripped away the golden layer from the golden thread, leaving only a strand of translucent thread energy.

The two looked at each other again, both sensing how exceptionally difficult and cautious the other was.

"Let’s hope the matter of the True Force doesn’t get out," Sulan Bei’er said indifferently. "It would be best if you and I were the only ones in this world to know."

"Of course," Lin Fei said softly.

The silver veil immediately turned into ethereal flying ash and directly dissipated into the surrounding air, leaving no trace to be found.

Lin Fei clenched his hand, and the numerous golden blue flames around him gradually extinguished.

The blonde woman fell to the ground with a thud, bleeding from seven orifices, no longer breathing. Obviously, she was killed by the backlash of Sulan Bei’er’s powerful strength. From this, it can be seen just how cold-blooded and ruthless the so-called strongest person in Australia is. However, it could also be heard from his words upon arrival that he probably has more than this one child.

At this point, the surroundings had returned to how they were at the beginning, with the flames at the bottom of the cliff still burning violently. The sky was slightly reddened by the glow of the flames shooting into it. The smell of burning gasoline spread with the soaring black smoke.

Lin Fei stood in place, looking at the blonde woman lying on the ground, and fell into a moment of quiet contemplation, as though pondering something.

Several minutes later, the sound of an ambulance siren gradually approached from a distance.

Only then did Lin Fei turn and disappear into the dark forest.

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Australia, Canberra

The deep blue surface of Griffin Lake, like a sapphire mirror, was nestled on the edge of Canberra.

From above, about half of this city is forest, grassland, river, and lake, as if it were an ancient city surrounded by nature, hinting at an air of freshness, untouched by pollution.

It is now September or October, and Canberra is in the midst of spring. Colorful flowers are everywhere, and the air is filled with fragrances, both rich and subtle.

About ten kilometers from the city center, in a sea of white flowers, a white-painted wooden cottage quietly sits surrounded by countless white tulips.

The sunshine is brilliant, and in the center of a white tulip, two bees have just finished gathering pollen and are preparing to take off.

All of a sudden, a gust of wind blows the entire tulip to one side. The two bees are also struck onto another flower petal, dazed and confused.

The wind stops abruptly. Apart from the radial collapse of the surrounding sea of flowers, there are no other signs that anything had happened, as if nothing had happened at all.

Click.

The door of the cottage opened.

A man with a black beard and sunglasses stepped out, dressed in a white short-sleeved cotton shirt and light blue casual pants. He wore a pair of white sneakers on his feet, blending in with the local men’s style here.

The man opened his hand, and a semi-transparent thin thread quietly lay in his palm.

"Just a Teleportation Stone," the man’s gaze flickered, as if he was pondering something.

Moments later, he finally took a long breath.

"Forget it. I’ll set it aside for the moment. Right now, I need to deal with the most pressing matter."

The semi-transparent True Force in the center of his palm instantly melted away. Like water integrating into the skin of his palm, it left no trace to be seen.

The man then nodded to himself, satisfied.

However, he failed to notice that along with the true force that absorbed into his palm, strands of a black substance also penetrated his skin.

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Ping City’s Rainbow Hotel

Lin Fei sat cross-legged on the bed in silence. The immense True Force within his body surged tumultuously and kept striking the last image according to the route laid out in the Second Layer of Qi Cultivation.

After a long while, in the dark, Lin Fei’s eyes fluttered open and he exhaled softly.

"Just a bit more. It looks like I need to wait a little longer."

"The effect of the black substance transmitted from the Sword Canon will be known soon enough. I didn’t expect that in this world, aside from myself, there would actually be someone else aware of the existence of True Force. However, that Sulan Bei’er seemed to have never really seen True Force, and he definitely doesn’t know about the existence of the Sword Canon. He must have learned of True Force through some other means."

Lin Fei pondered quietly.

"Never mind how he came to know of True Force. What’s certain is that he seems unable to detect the presence of that black substance, so he should also be oblivious to the more secretive Pseudo True Force. It looks like he only got hold of my momentum and aura characteristics and not my true identity. In that case, it’s very likely that I can avoid being found by him just by changing my aura."

He spread open his palm, and a Teleportation Stone the size of a goose egg appeared in his hand.

"The Outer World is really too dangerous. There are also too many constraints, and I can’t fully unleash my strength. Maybe I should take a look at the Inner World." Lin Fei had acquired this Teleportation Stone for precisely this purpose.

"In the Outer World, reviving a powerful being could draw the attention of nearby forces. In the Inner World, there’s no need to worry about that. If the records from the Mage’s Eye are anything to go by, that place should really be the actual arena of struggle for many strong beings."

"Besides, I need to progress my future endeavors. Since the swordsmanship in the Sword Canon can’t be elevated to its highest realm, then I must find a path that truly belongs to me. Also, the massive amount of True Force within me should be put to use."

Sword Techniques, just like a special kind of longsword usage skills, are meticulously refined in the Sword Canon. Each motion, each vibration, each path of True Force—if even slightly altered—can likely lead to different effects.

At the right moment, wielding a sword with the right manner and appropriate force, that’s the essence of the Sword Canon Sword Techniques. Only then can specific effects be produced.

Some things don’t achieve maximum power just because the strength is great.

Please think of several Sword Techniques now in his arsenal, all seemed like this.

All of them required the propulsion of a precise range of True Force to unleash their special effects of Sword Techniques; if too much True Force was used in the propulsion, it would merely become a matter of using True Force to overpower others, and the original effects of the Sword Techniques would disappear, leading to a significant drop in power.

"Since I don’t have one now, then I need to find a kind of swordsmanship that grows stronger as the total amount of True Force increases." The sudden appearance of Sulan Bei’er put a lot of pressure on him, and the uncertainty of his own path also made Lin Fei feel somewhat impatient.

His body abruptly vanished.

Lin Fei directly appeared within the Sword Canon Space.

He stood on the grass and declared, "Sword Canon, start selecting Sword Techniques."

But this time, something strange happened—the Sword Canon did not reveal the giant tome as it had done before.

"Sword Master successfully absorbed the feedback substance. Conditions met, opening the next stage of the Sword Canon."

Lin Fei was momentarily taken aback.

Successfully absorbing feedback substance. He immediately thought of that black substance, all of which he had tossed to that Australian Number One, Sulan Bei’er. Unexpectedly, this incident was now unfolding.

A giant tome with pale yellow pages once again emerged before Lin Fei.

But this Sword Canon was completely different from before.

A line of silver text appeared at the top of the page.

Lin Fei didn’t recognize these characters, but they were oddly familiar—the same characters previously documented by Zhang Yuan and others. He hadn’t expected to see them here. Although Lin Fei could not identify them, their meaning automatically flowed into his mind the moment he laid eyes on them.

’The sharpest thing in the world is the will!’

"The sharpest? Will?" Lin Fei murmured to himself.

"Opening the second stage of the Sword Canon. Sword Sect."

The sword canon’s voice rang out once again.

The surroundings, previously clear skies and green grass, suddenly transformed. It turned into a towering hall, akin to the grand ancient halls of Hua Nation.

He felt as if he was sitting in the highest seat of the hall, overlooking the people sitting on both sides in two rows. Each person had a distinctive temperament, whether domineering, gentle, charming, or indifferent. Regardless of who they were, they all had one thing in common—their presence was entwined with an extremely powerful aura. Such aura made it appear as if each person sitting there was a vast and profound Abyss.

Lin Fei felt he had lost control of his body. He tried to stand up, but there was no response.

Clap! Clap! Clap!

The crisp sound of footsteps gradually approached from outside the hall’s doors. The open doors of the hall revealed a man dressed in black, whose face was shrouded in haziness, walking slowly inside. Nine longswords were carried on his back; the black hilts arranged like a fan behind him, exuding an unparalleled aura of dominance.

"This seat has cultivated the sword for thousands of years, holding only loyalty and righteousness in esteem," the newcomer spoke with a deep voice. "If I am to die today, I will have no regrets in my heart!"(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets on Qidian. Your support is my greatest motivation.)