True Solution of the Sword Dao

"You broke through without even realizing it...." Lin Fei was at a loss for words.

With a gentle flick of her finger.

With a snap, the gray shadow on the wooden sword suddenly dissipated.

Qi Yinglong and Xu Zhu were both pushed back two steps by the strong rebound force.

"Chief Instructor Lin," Qi Yinglong said with a slight smile on his face, his tone respectful.

Xu Zhu looked at Lin Fei in shock, not knowing what to say for a moment.

At this time, the other students around them also stood up one by one, greeting Lin Fei with respect.

Lin Fei also called out the names of the nearby students one by one, not missing a single one. Her memory was astonishing. She even occasionally asked about their progress and discussed various topics with them, without missing a single detail.

It was quite lively for a moment.

Qi Yinglong glanced at Xu Zhu, who was standing opposite him, and shook his head slightly.

Xu Zhu stood there dazed, his expression changing between joy and gloom. It seemed he was completely stunned by the sudden change that had just occurred.

Qi Yinglong thought about it and understood that ordinary people, if suddenly faced with this kind of surreal martial arts, would probably also have a long period of shock. Weren’t he and Fang Hai like that at the beginning?

Lin Fei took a moment to glance at Xu Zhu behind her.

She sensed a strange purity from this young man. A dedication and pursuit of swordsmanship. This normally elusive quality was very clearly manifested in Xu Zhu.

One look at him, and one could think of those Sword Cultivators who pursue the ultimate path of swordsmanship all their lives.

Her visit this time was just a projection. She had originally planned to check the parasite situation of the demonization grass from last time before preparing to parasitize a large number of students.

She hadn’t expected to encounter such a talented individual. However, what she least lacked now was talent.

After casually chatting with the core students around her, Lin Fei was then surrounded by people and led into the inner hall.

Dismissing some students who had not been parasitized, the wooden floor of the inner hall was then occupied by four core students who had led the team to Capital City.

In the yard outside the hall, a large tree shed a few leaves in the breeze, creating a rustling sound.

An unusually tranquil atmosphere permeated the air.

Qi Yinglong, Ning Xiaoyao, Fang Hai, and another girl whose name was unknown stood quietly side by side on the floor of the inner hall.

Lin Fei couldn’t help but take another look at the latter girl.

On the left side of her face was a palm-sized red birthmark; her face was pale yellow without any blood color, and her skin lacked any luster or elasticity. She lacked the youthful softness typical of young women. Her figure was slightly plump, and she had some excess fat around her waist.

Noticing Lin Fei looking at her, the girl hastily said in a low voice, "Good day, Chief Instructor, I am Ruan Mingxuan, selected by President Ning Que as an additional candidate for the demonization ceremony."

"Oh? Chosen by Ning Que?" Lin Fei suddenly became interested.

This girl had no looks, no figure, and her physical condition was poor as well, which was evidenced by her pale face and a serious deficiency in vitality, quite possibly due to innate deficiencies or a serious illness during her childhood.

Such potential being valued by Ning Que. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Therefore, the only possibility was that he valued not her physical qualities but her mental will!

Indeed, Lin Fei stared intently into Ruan Mingxuan’s eyes, a faint golden glow appearing in her eyes. It was somewhat eerie.

Ruan Mingxuan stubbornly met Lin Fei’s gaze without flinching.

As time went on.

One second

Two seconds

Three seconds

Until ten seconds later

Ruan Mingxuan’s face became increasingly pale, and fine beads of sweat quickly appeared on her forehead.

"Heh, indeed not bad," Lin Fei withdrew her gaze. She was very satisfied with the other’s willpower.

"You four might become the external representatives of our Swordsmanship Club in the future. The demonization ceremony, as the name implies, is a ceremony that completely half-demonizes a person. However, even so, the fragile innate qualities of humans are still hard to enhance significantly. Therefore, you must find the demonized swordsmanship style that suits you best from swordsmanship. Form your own unique combat style."

"Combat style?" Ning Xiaoyao caught an important word. "Do you mean that our Swordsmanship Club will have enemies that we need to fight against?"

"Of course!" Lin Fei said with a smile, "In this world, as long as there are truly powerful people, they will have more or fewer enemies. Our Swordsmanship Club is no exception. Before the demonization ceremony, we specifically asked for your opinions, whether you were willing to fight for the club. All four of you chose yes. That’s mainly why I hurried you over today."

Qi Yinglong stepped forward and said, "The experiences of the four of us, except for Fang Hai, have all involved various degrees of pain and helplessness. I think many times, those experiences are also one of the driving forces that allowed us to continue to excel among people of our age. We’ve persevered many times with little to no reward, but this time, our perseverance has been rewarded like this. So, Chief Instructor Lin, there’s no need for any sort of testing talk."

Fang Hai expressed his dissatisfaction, "Is it only you who have suffered and want to become stronger? Can’t I? Although my family is well-off, the economy has been poor recently. I’m counting on the day when my father’s business fails, and then I, in front of all those opportunistic relatives, will become the pillar of my family!"

"Are you really hoping your dad’s business fails right now? What kind of son does that?" Qi Yinglong laughed and scolded, having gained affirmation and accomplishments in the Swordsmanship Club, he had gradually lost his former gloominess and become more cheerful. After all, the pressures of life had decreased.

Lin Fei was also amused by his words.

Once everyone quieted down, he then slowly spoke.

"Alright, this time I came especially for the four strongest among you, and I have prepared some important things," Lin Fei stretched out his hand and opened his palm.

Four strands of light—red, blue, green, and purple—slowly danced and twined around in his hand, forming a dazzlingly beautiful ball of colored light.

Tiny specks of light sprinkled down from the dancing strands, forming a rainbow-like halo.

The four of them were captivated by the spectacle in his hand.

Lin Fei slightly smiled.

"In my hand are the lights of inheritance of four powerful swordsmanships. These aren’t the traditional swordsmanships mastered by ordinary instructors but powerful Sword Daos that I myself have created. They each follow different pathways of Sword Dao, all leading to the highest peak."

"Created by yourself?!" All four of them felt a violent shake in their hearts. Despite Lin Fei’s youthful appearance and his almost superhuman ethereal beauty, they were still extremely shocked to hear about him creating his own Sword Daos.

After all, a Sword Dao requires not just a style and philosophy of swordsmanship but also time for it to mature and be refined to minimize flaws.

Moreover, for a Swordsmanship Master to create a new swordsmanship was already incredibly rare, let alone creating four distinct types of Sword Daos.

Immediately, after their surprise, they felt a slight skepticism. They found it hard to believe that Lin Fei could produce Sword Daos on par with those century-old or millennium-old nearly perfect swordsmanships mastered by other instructors.

However, Lin Fei quickly noticed their hesitation.

"Don’t worry, in terms of corrections and practical application, there is no one with a stronger inheritance of swordsmanship than the ones in my hands," he said.

"Why are you so sure?" Fang Hai couldn’t help but ask. The other three were also curious about this.

Even if Lin Fei was the Chief Instructor, his age made it highly unlikely for him to compare with the hundreds to thousands of years of heritage behind the other instructors.

Lin Fei tossed his hand.

The four strands of light twined and floated in front of him, dancing continuously.

"Because in the Swordsmanship Club, no one is stronger than me!" Lin Fei smiled slightly.

All four were momentarily stunned.

Lin Fei gently blew.

The four colored strands immediately separated, each transforming into individual strands of red, blue, green, and purple, hanging straight in front of each person.

"These four lights of inheritance will lead you to four different Trial Grounds. Your task is to continuously refine yourselves there. If you can survive and come out, then you, will become one of the strongest swordsmen in the world!"

The four looked silently at the floating strands of light before them.

After a long while.

A determined look flashed across Ruan Mingxuan’s face as she grabbed the purple strand in front of her.

"I will become the strongest!" she clenched the purple strand tightly as it slowly melted and seeped into her skin.

The other three also grabbed the strands before them.

A distinct glow slowly emerged in their eyes.

It appeared that the light seeping into their bodies reflected out through their pupils.

"Go now. If you cannot withstand it and your resolve collapses, the light will devour your flesh and soul, providing a more powerful essence for the next master," Lin Fei said with a smile.

All four hissed simultaneously and transformed into four different colored spheres, shooting out of the side door of the inner hall and trailing four colored paths.

Lin Fei looked up as the four spheres flew outside. Four colored spots of light, red, blue, green, and purple, slowly appeared in his eyes and began to rotate, forming a complete circle.

The four lights of inheritance, which included the swordsmanships he had fully mastered from the Sword Canon, perfectly matched the inner desires of the four individuals.

Qi Yinglong’s heart yearned to be an extraordinary strong fighter, to live a more splendid and dazzling life. Thus, his was the red Crimson Sword Dao, created for domineering and frenzied combat.

Ning Xiaoyao wanted revenge against the parents and relatives who had once hurt and abandoned her. Thus, hers was the blue Frost Sword Dao, known for its extensive damage and leaving no survivors.

Fang Hai simply wanted to show off and achieve something extraordinary, so his was the green Sky Swordsmanship, unbound and free, leaving no traces.

Last, Ruan Mingxuan, filled with depression due to her unattractive appearance and poor constitution, had an almost obsessive pursuit of beauty. Therefore, hers was the purple Zi Wei Swordsmanship, created to perfect oneself, embodying the essence of ruthlessness, perfection, and beauty. (To be continued. If you like this work, please head over to qidian.com to cast your recommendation and Monthly Tickets to support, as your support is my greatest motivation.)