Chapter 436: Perfect Accomplishment Intent Realm! Memory Severing Dao Sword.

The Chi Yue Sword Faction was located in a low-grade cultivation country in the Rain World called Chi Country. It was the number one sword faction in the country.

As Ning Fan stood below the Chi Yue Mountain, the innocent and young Zhihe followed by his side. Both of them were in a joyful mood while admiring the scenery along their journey.

After Mu Haitang turned into Zhihe, her personality had also gradually changed. Eventually, her bearing was nearly the same as Zhihe’s.

Ning Fan did not care if this dream was real or fake. As long as he was there, no one could hurt Zhihe.

The body that Ning Fan was occupying right now belonged to Zhou Chen. His current cultivation base belonged to Zhou Chen when he was sixteen.

The Third Level of the Vein Opening Realm was indeed very weak.

Within the illusory dream, Ning Fan did not inherit any cultivation base or body refinement realm from his original body. However, the power of his intent realm still remained.

Ning Fan closed his eyes. Pieces of black snowflakes condensed on the center of his palm.

Each piece of snowflake represented power from his intent realm. His Divine Intent of Memory exists in the form of the snowy and windy Seven Apricot City.

With the power of that intent realm, even though Ning Fan was just at the Third Level of the Vein Opening Realm, he could travel unhindered and be unrivalled in Chi Country which was just a low-grade cultivation country.

In a low-grade cultivation country, the strongest beings were experts at the Gold Core Realm. However, Ning Fan could freeze Divine Transformation Realm beings with the ice and snow of memory just by raising his hand!

Besides that, he still had the Immortal Entrapping Sword Intent which he could also use to hurt his enemies.

“As long as I am here, no one can hurt Zhihe. However, according to my understanding, there isn’t a country called Chi Country among the current eight hundred cultivation countries in the Rain World. It seems like this country had been slaughtered and annihilated by someone ten thousand years ago…”

“The First Style of Zhou Chen’s Sword of Sorrow is called Ten Years of Life and Death. Does that mean this incomplete dream will take a period of ten years…”

“In order to break this sword technique and get out of this illusory dream, I must not experience the slightest trace of sorrow in ten years. The biggest sorrow in this illusory dream is naturally the death of Mu Haitang which has inflicted Zhou Chen with endless pain and suffering. I only need to protect Zhihe for ten years and make sure she remains safe. Without any sorrow in ten years, I can break this dream!”

After a while, Ning Fan dismissed his thoughts and led Mu Haitang to climb up the stairs of the mountain together.

The Chi Yue Mountain was very tall. It was at least ten thousand zhang* (3.33m per zhang) tall. Aside from that, the mountain was also full of danger. Lions, leopards, venomous bugs and snakes were all over the mountain. In the eyes of mortals, this mountain was an incredibly tall mountain that no one could climb.

Mu Haitang was just a mortal lady. Her body was weak and her qi was feeble. After spending half a day climbing a mountain, she only completed one-tenth of its total height. Even so, she was already out of breath.

When Ning Fan looked back and saw that Mu Haitang was sweating profusely, he squatted down and carried her on his back.

Mu Haitang’s beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of surprise while on top of Ning Fan’s back. Suddenly, her expression looked like she had just woken up from a deep dream.

“B-Brother Fan, I have dreamed of you again!” Very well. Now, Mu Haitang’s existence was completely erased. The illusory dream had completely replaced Mu Haitang with Zhihe.

“You have woken up?” Ning Fan’s tone became gentle but his eyes began to look serious.

Dreams sure were mysterious and unpredictable. You might think that everything inside the dream is real but when you wake up from it, everything is just nothing but a false reality just like flowers in a mirror and the moon reflected on the lake.

Even though the things that happened in the dreams were illusory, Zhihe could always meet Ning Fan in them.

Whether or not the life and death in these dreams were true or fake, it was really difficult to distinguish.

However, Ning Fan was more certain that even though he was inside an illusory dream, he had to protect Zhihe from all kinds of dangers.

“Brother Fan, I really miss you…”

“I know. Get some rest first. I am going to bring you somewhere.”

Internally, Ning Fan had a lot of things to say to her but he could only smile bitterly. In the journey of his Dao cultivation, he killed people like cutting down straws. But he also yearned to return to Yue Country as soon as possible. However, there were too many things he had yet to do. Thus, he could not return yet.

On their journey to the summit of the mountain, only Zhihe was talking all the while Ning Fan listened patiently. Occasionally, some ferocious beasts would bolt out from the forest to block their path. Ning Fan just gave them a ferocious stare and they would all run away in shock.

His baleful qi and devilish aura still remained after all.

Half a day later, they arrived at the summit of the mountain. It was already midnight. The moon was bright but the twinkling stars were rather rare in the sky.

A magnificent jade palace with bright lamps and flames floated on the dense clouds above the summit. It looked like an immortal world.

Amidst the clouds and mist, young men and women carrying swords came and left. All of them were sword cultivators. This Chi Yue Sword Faction really deserved its reputation as the number one sword sect of the Chi Country.

Although the night scenery was so beautiful and mesmerizing, Zhihe no longer had the energy to continue watching it and had already fallen asleep due to exhaustion.

“Stop right there!”

All of a sudden, six disciples who were guarding the mountain appeared in front of Ning Fan and blocked his path. Each of their cultivation bases were at the Seventh Level of the Vein Opening Realm and above. All of them carried a sword and had valiant and soldierly bearings.

Their gaze swept across Ning Fan. As soon as they discovered that he was just a cultivator at the Third Level of the Vein Opening Realm, their expressions revealed a hint of contempt.

Then, they turned their gazes to Zhihe. When they saw Zhihe’s beautiful appearance, all of them were stunned and their eyes flashed with surprise.

What a beautiful lady!

“I am Yu Wei, the deacon who is responsible for guarding this mountain. Who are you?! Why did you enter my Chi Yue Sword Faction along with a lady without permission?!”

Among the six disciples who were guarding the mountain, the person who seemed to be the leader of the group spoke to him. His cultivation base was at the Eight Level of the Vein Opening Realm. As he spoke, he secretly spread out his aura force and delivered it to Ning Fan, attempting to intimidate him.

“I am Zhou Chen!”

Ning Fan flicked the sleeves of his hands which gave rise to a cool breeze that dispersed the aura force from Yu Wei. His expression remained as cool and indifferent as before.

However, after taking the brunt of the force Ning Fan delivered with a flick of his sleeves, the six disciples who were on guard duty coughed out blood at the same time and fell back. Astonishment filled their expressions!

Even though Ning Fan was in an illusory dream, he would never allow himself to be intimidated by juniors at the Vein Opening Realm. Besides, he really disliked the way the six cultivators looked at Zhihe. Thus, he briefly taught them a lesson.

*Hiss*

All of the disciples there including Yu Wei sucked in a cold breath.

The young man who was standing in front of them was actually Zhou Chen! Furthermore, even though Zhou Chen’s cultivation base was just at the Third Level of the Vein Opening Realm, he could block the aura force of a cultivator who was at the Eighth Level of the Vein Opening Realm. His strength was rather terrifying as he could injure six cultivators by just raising his hand!

“Oh, it’s Senior Brother Zhou Chen. We’re sorry that we failed to recognize you just now. Please forgive us for being impolite… The sect master has already agreed to accept Senior Brother Zhou Chen as the great disciple of the Chi Yue Sword Faction. Besides, the sect master has given the order that if Senior Brother comes to the sect, you can directly head to the Smoky Sword Pavilion and enter into seclusion to comprehend swords for ten years… Ten years later, if Senior Brother gets into the top ten of the Sword Competition of One Hundred Sects, you can leave this sect freely and no one will stop you.”

The way Yu Wei and the others looked at Ning Fan carried a hint of fear. Not only were they afraid of Ning Fan’s identity, but also of the terrifying strength that he showed after witnessing him injure the six of them by just raising his hand.

None of them dared to steal a glance on Zhihe anymore as they were afraid that it would anger Ning Fan. Well, no matter where one goes, those with great strength always make others fear and respect them.

“There’ll be no next time.”

Ning Fan gave them a warning. Then, he walked to the entrance gate of the mountain carrying Zhihe on his back.

All of the disciples along his path had already been instructed by Yu Wei to courteously lead the way for him. After making a turn to the left and another turn to the right, he eventually arrived at a pavilion which had extremely dense spiritual qi. It was none other than the Smoky Sword Pavilion.

There were 12 servants in the building. Each of their cultivation bases were at the Fifth Level of the Vein Opening Realm and above. All of them could be considered as elites in the sect but they were all sent to serve Ning Fan.

As for his so-called master who was the master of the sect, he did not even show himself from the beginning. After Zhou Chen entered the gate of the sect, he also hadn’t been given any kind of test.

When Zhou Chen was still young, he was already a prodigious sword cultivator. He was noticed by the sect master of the Chi Yue Sword Faction and he had already passed the test when he was still in the village. Hence, he did not have to take a test after arriving at the sect.

“Greetings to Senior Brother Zhou Chen! Our sect master has already expected Senior Brother’s arrival tonight. He asks for Senior Brother to rest early. Tomorrow, he will personally come to the Smoky Sword Pavilion to teach Senior Brother some cultivation methods!” The twelve servants were polite on the surface but there was still a hint of disdain in the deepest parts of their eyes.

“I understand.”

“This lady is not allowed to enter the Smoky Sword Pavilion! The Smoky Sword Pavilion is a pavilion that was left behind by the old ancestor who founded this sect. Without permission from the sect master, no stranger is allowed to enter!” The eyes of a few servants were filled with contempt when they saw Zhihe and stopped Ning Fan domineeringly.

“She is my wife. There’s nothing wrong in bringing her into the Smoky Sword Pavilion. The Dao of Swords that I cultivate is the Sword of Emotion. Master will understand. If you dare to stand in my way, only death awaits you!”

When Ning Fan finished speaking, a rush of frightening baleful qi spread out. It caused the servants to behave obediently. All of them no longer had any objections, much less look at Ning Fan with disdain.

They could not understand why a junior at the Third Level of the Vein Opening Realm would have such a terrifying baleful qi!

Since Zhou Chen had great achievements in his youth, he naturally was regarded to be incredibly impressive. However, all of his impressiveness would turn to bone-piercing sorrow ten years later.

While Zhihe was sleeping soundly and peacefully, Ning Fan sat on the bed, guarding by her side. At the same time, he sat cross-legged and meditated.

His gaze swept across the surroundings of the Smoky Sword Pavilion from time to time. Vaguely, he discovered a sense of incomplete sword intent within this building.

That trace of sword intent was left in the pavilion by the old ancestor who founded the Chi Yue Sword Faction. It had yet to completely condense. Thus, it could only be regarded as a half-completed sword intent.

Rumor has it that the old ancestor of the sect only had a Nascent Soul Realm cultivation base. He managed to touch the threshold of sword intent but that in itself can already be considered to be out of the ordinary. Hence, it was no surprise that he could not successfully condense his sword intent in the end.

Ning Fan shut his eyes and began studying this trace of incomplete sword intent. It was indistinct like smoke.

Making swords that are like smoke, making swords that are like smoke…

He gently lifted his finger and a trace of indistinct sword light gradually rose on the tip of his finger.

For the entire night, Ning Fan was learning this sword intent. Gradually, his efforts began to show some results.

This sword intent which was indistinct like smoke was rather similar to Zhou Chen’s sword intent.

It can be said that the sword intent Zhou Chen used later in his life was comprehended from this smoke-like sword intent.

I still need to stay in this illusory dream for ten years without feeling sorrow. It is clear that cultivating this sword intent is an excellent option.

Suddenly, a vicious and cold laugh could be heard from outside the room which interrupted Ning Fan in comprehending the sword intent.

“Zhou Chen, you are really careful. You actually brought Mu Haitang with you when you left the village and came here. Even though I might not be able to kill her in the village, it’s still the same as killing her tonight. Then, I will certainly be able to ruin your Dao of Emotions and destroy your future!”

A masked old Daoist who wore a set of black robes and concealed and carried a sword on his back suddenly sneaked into the Smoky Sword Faction. He pointed his finger and delivered a Harmonious Spirit Realm sword light which went straight to Zhihe who was sleeping soundly.

Ning Fan’s expression turned grim. Internally, he surmised that this Daoist who hid his head but showed his tail was probably the culprit who killed Zhou Chen’s beloved and was the one who caused him to be overwhelmed with grief his entire life.

However, he might be able to kill Zhou Chen’s wife, but he should not even think of harming Ning Fan’s wife.

“Courting death!”

Ning Fan reached out with one of his hands and clawed at the air. A rush of overwhelming sword intent turned into innumerable traces of sword threads that rushed towards the Daoist and shredded him into a cloud of blood mist in an instant.

The Daoist widened his eyes in anger which were also filled with disbelief and terror.

Even in his death, he still could not understand why a junior at the Third Level of the Vein Opening Realm could kill him, a dignified Harmonious Spirit Realm cultivator, by just moving his hand!

He wanted to beg for his life. But in Ning Fan’s hands, he did not even have the chance to beg. His only option was to get killed!

There was nothing he could do but to die with lingering grudges!

Ning Fan flicked his sleeves which summoned a gust of cool wind which blew the blood mist away after killing the Daoist, leaving no traces behind.

With his current cultivation base, who could figure out he was the one who killed a Harmonious Spirit Realm cultivator.

Tonight, the life plate of the vice sect master of the Chi Yue Sword Faction broke. To others, the cause of his death was unknown. The whole sect was in chaos. No one suspected it was Ning Fan’s doing.

Since Ning Fan had killed him, Mu Haitang would not die. As such, Ning Fan would not have the ten years of sorrow and Zhou Chen’s sorrowful sword would not be able to harm him!

The next day, the sect master came to the Smoky Sword Pavilion and gave Ning Fan a great amount of pills and cultivation methods. Then, he hurriedly left the place. Apparently, he was investigating the cause of the vice sect master’s demise.

That was the teacher whom Zhou Chen greatly respected. He treated Zhou Chen quite well. To Zhou Chen, his death was another sorrow.

Within ten years, Ning Fan had never taken a step outside his room. He stayed inside the Smoky Sword Pavilion all this time to protect Zhihe.

Whenever he asked for pills, his request would certainly be granted quickly. Some cultivation methods for sword cultivators had also been specially prepared for him.

Ning Fan had never systematically cultivated sword techniques. In Zhou Chen’s remnant dream, he began his cultivation from the very start as a Vein Opening Realm sword cultivator. This bitter cultivation lasted 10 years.

Ten years later, his qi was already at the Late Harmonious Spirit Realm. However, he only told them all that he was at the Tenth Level of Vein Opening Realm.

Within ten years, Zhihe slept a lot and woke up infrequently. During the times when she woke up, she was still sleepy and dizzy. However, under Ning Fan’s protection, she never faced any danger.

In the tenth year, Zhihe’s figure gradually turned faint and vanished from the dream.

As for the memories which originally belonged to Zhou Chen, Ning Fan seized them in these ten years.

Ning Fan had managed to protect Zhihe for ten years until she left this illusory dream. No one was able to lay a finger on her. Ning Fan had no regrets and he had no sorrow. Hence, he was not hurt by the sorrowful sword.

As long as he could break the most sorrowful sword of Zhou Chen in the tenth year, he could then defeat Zhou Chen.

According to Zhou Chen’s memories, he should be going to the Chi Yue Sword Faction to be formally accepted as a disciple, comprehending the Dao of Swords for ten years and obtaining the first place in the sword competition that was held ten years after his arrival. Only then was he granted the right to leave the sect and return to his village.

However, when he got back to his village, he found out that his beloved woman had already died ten years ago and felt that destiny had made a fool out of him. All of his glory until that moment turned into ashes. All of his emotions shattered like a broken mirror. He cut down the only Malus Halliana left in the village and made it into a wooden sword. He then cultivated bitterly for one hundred years just to seek revenge for her!

Ning Fan did not participate in the sword competition. He directly turned into a ray of sword light and left Chi Yue to return to his village.

The illusory dream realm began to collapse. It was a sign that the sword technique was being broken.

*Bang*

The remnant dream that had lasted ten years suddenly collapsed when Ning Fan set foot in the village.

The village was exactly the same as ten years ago. Peaceful and joyful. No one was killed and there was no sorrow.

Under Ning Fan’s protection, Mu Haitang also survived. Thus, there was no sorrow to him.

Since there was no sorrow, the sorrowful sword technique was no longer sorrowful. The first style of Zhou Chen’s sword technique, Ten Years of Life and Death, was broken like that!

Ten years in the dream realm was just a blink of an eye in the outside world.

However, in these ten years, Ning Fan had established the foundation for sword cultivation. It made up for his inadequacy in his cultivation of the Dao of Swords.

After withstanding Zhou Chen’s sword strike, it benefitted him quite a lot instead of hurting him.

After breaking free from the illusory dream, Ning Fan in the real world suddenly opened his eyes. They flashed with brilliance, dispersing all of Zhou Chen’s sword intent.

“The first style of this sword intent of yours has no effect on me!”

“What?!” Outside the Thunder Court Pavilion, the expressions of the three Void Glimpse Stage experts changed greatly after seeing Ning Fan break free from the illusory realm of Zhou Chen’s sword intent and opened his eyes. Even Hong Yi was slightly surprised.

As a matter of fact, even Void Inquiry Stage or Void Pierce Stage old monsters would fall into the illusory dream without being able to extricate themselves from it after being charmed by Zhou Chen’s sword technique.

Ning Fan, however, directly broke the first style of Zhou Chen’s sword intent and woke up!

Zhou Chen’s eyes revealed a hint of respect for Ning Fan. In all of his battles with other sword cultivators in his life, he had only met three individuals who could wake up from the first style of his sword intent. They were Yun Tianjue, the Sword Sovereign of the Sword World and the rogue immortal of the Four Heavens. Ning Fan was the fourth person!

He indeed did not see wrongly. Ning Fan was a prodigious sword cultivator. Moreover, in terms of innate talent in the Dao of Swords, Ning Fan was even better than him!

“My single sword strike is separated into four styles. Even though you managed to wake up during the first style which is the first sorrow, Ten Years of Life and Death, you have yet to completely defeat the four styles of my sword intent!”

At this moment, Zhou Chen was no longer concerned about winning or losing in his battle with Ning Fan. He just wanted to learn from Ning Fan by exchanging views with him.

Ning Fan nodded his head, signaling to Zhou Chen that he could attack him with all of his strength. During their confrontation, he could also verify his Dao of Swords based on Zhou Chen’s, greatly enhancing his understanding of it.

Zhou Chen rotated the tip of his sword. An immense sense of sorrow drowned Ning Fan.

“I joined the Chi Yue Sword Faction when I was 16 years old and left Haitang. However, I didn’t expect that we would be forever separated ever since that day. She died under the hands of an evil man. However, I had no idea. When I found out about her death, it was already ten years later. Be forever separated… Ten years! I was always looking forward to reuniting with her and staying together. I had always longed for that day to come for ten long years! Unfortunately, I lived but she died! The first style of this sorrowful sword contains the regret of my entire life which I can never make up or express. There is no way I can ever forget or amend it! The sorrow of this sword technique can kill a Void Glimpse Stage cultivator!”

*Chi*

A rush of sadness spread across the Thunder Court Pavilion like tidal waves. As soon as the three Void Glimpse Stage experts saw this sword technique, all of them were deeply terrified.

Standing at the center of the sword intent, Ning Fan did not move at all. The sword intent would only be able to seal his mindscape once. There would never be a second time.

He felt lingering sharp pain in his heart at the next moment. The pain was the regret and hatred originating from his inability to protect his loved ones.

Ning Fan’s eyes were filled with emotion. If his beloved woman dies and he only finds out about it ten years later, he certainly would also experience this kind of excruciating pain and the hatred that pierces through the marrow of his bones. Hence, he must never make a mistake in his life. He must never leave any hatred or regrets.

Hence, he would rather be infamous just to have no regrets in his life!

“Break!”

The firmness of his Dao Heart would not waver in front of sorrow. He opened his mouth and inhaled, swallowing all of the sorrow from Zhou Chen’s sword intent.

He recalled his comprehensions about the smoke-like sword intent in the incomplete dream. Then, he did the same thing as Zhou Chen. He randomly grabbed a wooden chair beside him, crushed it entirely and condensed the wooden fragments into a wooden sword.

A weak sword gave out strong sword intent!

A sorrowful sword intent which was exactly the same as Zhou Chen’s gathered on the wooden sword!

“I can also display the sorrow of Ten Years of Life and Death!” Ning Fan’s voice was flat, as if he was saying something normal. However, his words filled Zhou Chen’s eyes with astonishment.

Ning fan had actually secretly learned his strongest sword intent!

The three Void Glimpse Stage experts found it even more hard to believe. The fact that Ning Fan was able to break the first style of Zhou Chen’s sword intent was already unimaginable. Now, he even managed to learn Zhou Chen’s sword intent. How could this be possible?!

“What kind of prodigious sword cultivator is this young man exactly? He could actually learn the third elder’s sword intent in an instant!”

The three of them exclaimed in surprise. They naturally did not know that Ning Fan had actually experienced ten years to comprehend the sword intent. Instead of learning the sword intent instantly, he had gone through Zhou Chen’s journey in his sword cultivation in the illusory dream to learn the sword intent of smoky sword.

After that, he repeated what Zhou Chen had done by fusing his sorrow into the smoky sword to create the first style of the sorrowful sword.

Hong Yi’s cold eyes were slightly filled with amazement. Ning Fan had gone beyond her expectations once again.

The tip of Zhou Chen’s sword slashed horizontally. Since Zhou Chen could not defeat Ning Fan using the first style of his sword intent, he had to use the second style.

“After I joined the Chi Yue Sword Faction, I cultivated to the Tenth Level of the Vein Opening Realm in ten years. After I found out about the death of my beloved woman and my enemy who was an old monster at the Harmonious Spirit Realm, I ran away from the sect and cultivated bitterly for one hundred years. After one hundred years, I formed my own gold core and slaughtered the Chi Yue Sword Faction! I have endured the bitterness of longing. I sat alone in my cave for one hundred years and meditated. Each day was filled with sadness. Ten Years of Life and Death can kill a Void Glimpse Stage cultivator while One Hundred Years of Loneliness can eliminate a Void Inquiry Stage expert!”

Ning Fan suddenly raised his head. His black hair danced wildly in the air. He also wielded his wooden sword by imitating what Zhou Chen had done. On the foundation of the Ten Years of Life and Death, he added the One Hundred Years of Loneliness.

Ning Fan had also felt lonely before. His loneliness was not about being overwhelmed by sadness alone. Instead, it was the loneliness of facing the bloodsheds of the cultivation world.

His loneliness was different from Zhou Chen’s. However, he could understand the latter’s loneliness.

Even though he faced the sword intent head-on, Ning Fan remained unscathed. His eyes, however, became deep.

“The Third Style, One Thousand Years of Intertwining! The Fourth Style, Ten Thousand Years of Wandering! After eliminating the Chi Yue Sword Faction, I obtained a trace of Haitang’s soul essence from the hands of the evil man. I carved the wood of the Malus Halliana at the entrance of the village into a wooden sword and sealed her soul into the sword so that we can accompany each other every day. Eventually, she became my sword! Ten Thousand Years of Wandering with her who had become my sword and my only company in my life. Even though it is saddening, I won’t abandon it! As long as my sword is around, I will continue to exist. If my sword is broken, I will perish!”

“The reason why I could not break through to the Void Pierce Stage is because my intent realm could not be improved anymore. It isn’t because I am unable to do it. In fact, it’s because I am not willing to do so… Even I will be immersed into my own sorrows. As long as I can abandon all of my grievances and forget all of our past, I can advance to the Void Pierce Stage. However, I am reluctant to do so!”

“If I can achieve a breakthrough in my cultivation realm at the expense of forgetting all about it, I would rather abandon my cultivation!”

Zhou Chen’s eyes glinted with sadness. He had great potential. If it wasn’t because he was reluctant to let go of Mu Haitang, he would certainly have become a Void Fragmentation Realm expert now.

However, he was reluctant… He just could not let go of her…

Waves of sadness drowned Ning Fan again without giving him time to breathe.

Zhou Chen had activated his sorrowful intent to its maximum power. There were his memories and his Dao in his sorrow.

More and more sadness invaded Ning Fan’s heart. In contrast, Ning Fan’s heart became firmer and stronger.

From the very beginning, he had never felt sad for Zhou Chen. Even now, he would still not feel sad for him.

With his Memory Intent Realm, he had seen all of Zhou Chen’s memories. He was well aware of all of Zhou Chen’s sorrows.

In the Ten Years of Life and Death, a couple lost each other forever. In the One Hundred Years of Loneliness, he cultivated in absolute loneliness. In the One Thousand Years of Intertwining, he felt so broken-hearted as if his liver and guts had been cut to pieces. In the Ten Thousand Years of Wandering, he abandoned his emotions and lost his sanity.

Ning Fan closed his eyes, trying to understand Zhou Chen’s feelings. He put himself in Zhou Chen’s shoes. After losing his beloved, he experienced thousands of years of loneliness. He followed the traces of Zhou Chen’s memories and slowly comprehended his sword intent.

Ning Fan understood the four styles of the sorrowful sword. Tears seemed to well up in his eyes. He felt like he was being influenced by Zhou Chen. Once his tears drop, his heart would feel sad and ten thousand swords would pierce through his heart.

He opened his heart. With his Memory Intent Realm, his emotions gradually left him. The sadness that had invaded his heart was erased by his Memory Intent Realm.

He opened his palm. Traces of black snowflakes were slowly condensing into a small black-colored sword. It glittered with the strange light of the Heavenly Dao.

This small black sword was condensed from Zhou Chen’s sorrowful sword intent that was devoured by the power of his Memory Intent Realm.

From the level of Large Accomplishment, his Memory Intent Realm had achieved Perfect Accomplishment!

Ning Fan had devoured Zhou Chen’s sword intent and created a sword of intent realm that belonged to himself.

“Ten Years of Life and Death, One Hundred Years of Loneliness, One Thousand Years of Intertwining, Ten Thousand Years of Wandering. All of the sad memories cannot be severed! From your memories, I have created a sword strike. It’s called the Memory Severing Dao Sword! Perhaps it can help you break through to the Void Pierce Stage. If you can’t give up your memories of her, then you should get rid of the sadness in your heart and just remember the joyous memories with her. Then, you can also attain the Void Pierce Stage. Sever!”

Ning Fan raised his hand. The small black sword soared from his palm and cut all of the sorrowful intent.

Zhou Chen just felt a sharp pain in his Sea of Consciousness. All of his sad memories vanished after they were struck by this strange small sword.

*Thud*

He fell to his knees on the ground heavily. His eyes flashed with surprise.

What shocked him was that Ning Fan had actually condensed a sword strike using the four styles of his sorrowful sword. That sword could sever one’s memories!

All of the power of Zhou Chen’s sorrowful intent originated from his painful memories in the past. If his memories are erased, his sorrow would also not exist.

“You have lost!”

Ning Fan’s gaze swept across Zhou Chen indifferently. Then, he raised his hand to withdraw the small black sword and swallowed it into his abdomen.

Today, after withstanding a single sword strike from Zhou Chen, it made his Memory Intent Realm attain Perfect Accomplishment with the help of Zhou Chen’s ten thousand years of sorrow. In addition to that, he had also condensed the Memory Severing Dao Sword. It definitely was something extremely precious!

Ning Fan discovered that this sword had two great abilities.

Firstly, it could erase his opponent’s memories. Secondly, he could eliminate his opponent’s intent realm.

If someone fights against Ning Fan using the intent realm like Zhou Chen, he could defeat them using this Memory Severing Dao Sword!

“What sword is that exactly? It could actually crush all of the third elder’s sword intent in a single strike!”

“I can’t see through it! I can’t see through it! This sword is too mysterious. It’s something that I can’t understand!”

“I felt like I have read information similar to this sword before from an ancient book… This sword is like… like… What was that again…?”

The three Void Glimpse Stage experts were shocked by the destructive power of the small black sword and began discussing endlessly among themselves.

Only Hong Yi whose blood-red pupils flashed with a hint of astonishment held her palms tightly together and said.

“This is the Dao Weapon of Intent Realm. According to the records of an ancient book, only cultivators who have mastered a second step intent realm can condense the power of their intent realm as weapons of the Great Dao when their intent realm attains Perfect Accomplishment. Those weapons have strong divine ability and unimaginable power.”

“W-What?! This black sword is a Dao Weapon?! That is to say that the intent realm which Zhou Ming has learned is a second step intent realm. Moreover, when he is merely at the Divine Transformation Realm, he has already cultivated his intent realm to the level of Perfect Accomplishment!”

“A second step intent realm! Not to mention the kind of intent realm this young man has learned, there are only a handful of experts who comprehended second step intent realms in the Nine Worlds. Even in the Four Heavens Immortal World, those who can comprehend second step intent realms are mostly True Immortal Realm beings!”

“An intent realm at the level of Perfect Accomplishment! Normally, only Absolute Pierce Stage old monsters can cultivate their intent realms to such a level and thoroughly understand the word ‘void’. Even though this young man has yet to attain the Void Refinement Realm, his intent realm is already at the Perfect Accomplishment. His future certainly has unlimited potential!”

The eyes of the three Void Glimpse Stage experts revealed great amazement.

Zhou Chen knelt on the ground with one of his knees. The sorrow in his eyes gradually diminished. There was only the disappointment of being defeated in his expression.

“Little Friend, you not only withstood my single sword strike but also crushed all of my intent realm with a counterattack. In terms of strength of intent realms, I have lost to you… A moment later, I will bring 40 tufts of one hundred thousand years old spiritual herbs to you. Please wait for a moment. I will have to sever one of my arms as an apology to my mistress.”

“There’s no need for that. Hurry up and fetch the herbs!” Hong Yi’s voice was icy cold. Her face looked displeased and impatient.

She had never said that she wanted Zhou Chen to sever one of his arms. It was Zhou Chen who was saying that all this time.

“Er…” Zhou Chen was stunned, feeling extremely confused.

In the past, if anyone goes against Hong Yi’s command, she would kill them without exception. Cutting off one of their arms was already considered as a light punishment.

The current Hong Yi, however, would actually show compassion to her subordinates. It was truly surprising.

There are some changes in my lord’s personality!

Zhou Chen’s eyes flashed with a hint of worry. Hopefully, the change that occurred in Hong Yi’s personality was a positive one.

He shifted his gaze to Ning Fan again and heaved a deep sigh.

Ning Fan had devoured his sorrowful intent and condensed a Dao Weapon. It truly shocked Zhou Chen.

This young man deserves to be roped in by my lord with all her power. He is worthy enough to obtain the one hundred thousand years old spiritual herbs! In the future, he will certainly be a strong ally to my lord in her revenge!”

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