<h4>Chapter 316: Secret Art of de Attachment!</h4>


    "<i>Phew...</i>"


    Ling Feng retrieved the Regenerative Golden Needles and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Now, Yan Cangtian just needed to refine the remaining medicinal power and restore his true qi. His eyes would then return to their original state, free from the effects of the medicinal toxicity that had prevented him from urately discerning the properties of medicinal herbs.


    "Thank you, Ling Feng!"


    Yan Cangtian''s face was as pale as a sheet and his body was drenched in sweat. It was rare to see a dignified half-step emperor in such a weakened state.


    "Elder Yan, don''t speak now. Quickly refine the medicinal power," Ling Feng said in a serious tone. "At least refine about thirty percent of the medicinal power to restore your eyes. This way, not only can you recover your previous vision, but you might also gain the eagle-eye power of the Scarlet Blood Dragon Eagle."


    Yan Cangtian nodded slightly. Now was the best time to absorb and refine the medicinal power of the Azure Cloud Striped Pill. Everything else could wait until after this was done.


    Seeing Yan Cangtian start to regte his breathing and circte his qi, Ling Feng slowly walked out of the great hall, closed the door, and went to the courtyard to practice his swordsmanship.


    During the battles in the Sword Tower of Wind and Thunder, Ling Feng had sessfully integrated the secret art <i>Swift Wind de</i> into <i>Eight Directions Shatter Abyss, Blood Lotus Sword Song,</i> and the <i>Flower-Transposing Jade-Burying Sword.</i>


    However, Ling Feng found that no matter how he tried, he could not incorporate the tearing power of the storm into the two sword moves of <i>Heaven-ying Sword Art.</i>


    It seemed that the grade of <i>Heaven-ying Sword Art</i> was simply too high. Perhaps integrating a secret art like <i>Swift Wind de</i> into it would only degrade its level.


    The night sky was clear, with a bright moon and few stars.


    Under the night sky, Ling Feng repeatedly practiced his sword techniques. He continually switched between the ughterous Sword Will and the half-step Reincarnated Sword Will, beginning toprehend the fusion of sword will and the various changes brought about by different sword moves.


    When the ughterous Sword Will was unleashed, his sword moves carried an additional three parts of murderous aura. Each strike was extremely domineering, like Asura emerging into the world.


    The Reincarnated Sword Will, on the other hand, imparted a profound sense of ultimate truth. Once trapped in the realm of reincarnation, the opponent would fall into a near-stupor.


    In a duel between experts, if the opponent became distracted for even a moment, it could lead to a catastrophic oue.


    The former Reincarnation Sword Emperor could, with a single strike, cause thousands of soldiers and horses to fall into a dream-like cycle of reincarnation and y them effortlessly.


    And as one of the most top-tier sword wills in existence, the Reincarnated Sword Will''s potential for improvement was naturally incredibly high.


    An unknown amount of time had passed.


    The doors of the alchemy hall opened, and Yan Cangtian walked out leisurely.


    Yan Cangtian was at his peak in terms of energy, spirit, and vitality. What was even more astonishing was the unique divine brilliance in his eyes. It was as if he could see through everything and control all that he surveyed.


    It seemed that he had indeed gained some of the Scarlet Blood Dragon Eagle''s vision from the Azure Cloud Striped Pill.


    Moreover, his aura appeared even more formidable. With another decade of dedicated cultivation, he might reach the true emperor level!


    "Congrattions, Elder Yan!"


    Ling Feng sheathed his sword and greeted Yan Cangtian with a fist-and-palm salute.


    "This is all thanks to you," Yan Cangtian replied with a smile. "Without your Profound Art of Acupuncture and the Azure Cloud Striped Pill, I would still be muddled and confused."


    Yan Cangtian''s expression brightened as he spoke. "I noticed your sword moves just now. It seems you''ve mastered a wind attribute de attachment secret art."


    "de attachment?" Ling Feng''s eyebrows twitched. This term was new to him.


    After all, his previous knowledge was limited, and as a mere yellow-ranked disciple, he had nevere into contact with de attachment secret arts.


    "Yes, de attachment refers to the infusion of internal true qi into the sword de," Yan Cangtian exined. "Your sword moves just now, besides their inherent attributes, also carried an additional storm tearing force. That is de attachment."


    Yan Cangtian walked over to Ling Feng and continued, "de attachment secret arts are extremely rare. Is this something you acquired from the Sword Tower of Wind and Thunder?"


    "Yes." Ling Feng nodded, without any hesitation.


    "Your luck is enviable," Yan Cangtian said with a wry smile. "At your age, I hadn''t even heard of de attachment secret arts, let alone practiced them."


    "If Elder Yan is interested, I can share the manual with you." Ling Feng offered, taking out the manual and handing it to Yan Cangtian.


    After all, he had already memorized its contents through his Eye of Replication.


    "You brat..." Yan Cangtian epted the manual of <i>Swift Wind de</i> without refusing.


    The greatest strength of de attachment secret arts was that their effectiveness never diminished, regardless of the cultivator''s level.


    Moreover, the deeper one''s cultivation, the more powerful the effects of the secret arts would be.


    For instance, if two martial artists of the same half-step emperor level dueled, the one with a de attachment secret art would naturally have an edge.


    "You''ve given me a de attachment secret art, so I can''t be stingy."


    Yan Cangtian said, raising his eyebrows. "I''ll teach you the final two moves of Eight Directions Shatter Abyss tonight."


    "Thank you, Elder Yan!"


    "Ling Feng, pay close attention!"


    The void trembled as Yan Cangtian''s sword appeared. His figure flickered and flew through the night sky like a ghost, unpredictable and elusive.


    If the first move of Eight Directions Shatter Abyss emphasized speed, then the second move focused on trickery.


    The saber moved with force, while the sword followed unexpected paths!


    It was the sword dao''s emphasis on agility, skill, lightness and swiftness!


    "The second move: Hundred Ghosts Night Walk!"


    "The third move: Six Paths of Rise and Fall!"


    Ling Feng concentrated, his Heavenly Dao divine inscription solidifying each move in his mind. The profoundness of each move became clear to him, fully grasped and understood.


    Afterpleting the demonstration, Yan Cangtian sheathed his sword and stood.


    "Kid, with yourprehension skills, you don''t need me to demonstrate a second time, do you?"


    Previously, Yan Cangtian had nned to show Ling Feng a move three times, but Ling Feng had mastered it after just one demonstration and proceeded to reach its beginner''s level in a single night.


    This time, Yan Cangtian wasn''t going to embarrass himself again.


    "No need."


    Ling Feng stood in the courtyard with a gleam in his eyes, the intricacies of the moves continuously surfacing in his mind.


    "It seems that this kid has understood it."


    Yan Cangtian sighed lightly. "Such a monster in sword dao... <i>tsk, tsk, tsk...</i>"


    Yan Cangtian turned and walked back into the hall, not wanting to disturb Ling Feng''sprehension of the sword moves. At the same time, he pondered silently about the hidden danger of Ling Feng''s Reincarnated Sword Will.


    Despite teaching Ling Feng many skills, Yan Cangtian felt it was still not enoughpared to Ling Feng''s kindness towards him.


    "I can''t let this kid go into the demon race''s sacrednd and die in vain, but he must go..."


    Yan Cangtian felt a great headache and rushed to his study, beginning to search through ancient texts and books.


    Perhaps he could find examples of human cultivators entering the demon race''s sacrednd and returning safely.


    "No matter what, I can''t let Ling Feng die before me!"


    Yan Cangtian''s eyes shed with determination. If he couldn''t find a way, he would apany Ling Feng into the demon race''s sacrednd, even at the cost of his life, to ensure Ling Feng''s safety!


    This was the resolve of a half-step emperor!