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"Senior, your apprentice brother is too much! I thought he was just joking, but he actually sealed my divine sense! It's so painful, I feel like my spirit is being torn apart!" A disciple of the Celestial Sword Sect cried out, holding his head. His face was pale, and his hands trembled.
"You brat, you actually touched a disciple of our Celestial Sword Sect? Did you forget the rules of the sect?" A young man in a white robe, with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, walked out of the crowd. He looked at the young man who had just cried out, his eyes full of anger.
"Senior Brother, this kid actually sealed my divine sense! I can't even move my hands now!" The disciple of the Celestial Sword Sect said, his voice full of grievances.
"Don't worry, Junior Brother, I'll take care of this." The young man in white robe patted the disciple's shoulder, then turned to the young man who had just sealed the disciple's divine sense. "You, what's your name? Which sect are you from?"
The young man who had sealed the disciple's divine sense was none other than Qin Yun. He looked at the young man in white robe, a faint smile on his face. "Qin Yun. I'm from the Fire Cloud Sect."
"Fire Cloud Sect? Never heard of it. And your divine sense is quite strong, to be able to seal my Junior Brother's divine sense. But you're still too young, you don't know the immensity of heaven and earth!" The young man in white robe said, a hint of disdain in his eyes.
"Is that so?" Qin Yun smiled.
"You dare to challenge me?" The young man in white robe narrowed his eyes. "Let's see if your divine sense is as strong as you say!"
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, and a flying sword appeared in his palm. The flying sword was only a foot long, but it emitted a sharp aura.
"Flying sword!" The disciples of the Celestial Sword Sect exclaimed.
"You're also a flying sword cultivator?" Qin Yun raised his eyebrows. "Interesting."
"Of course I am! My name is Li Yun, and I'm an inner disciple of the Celestial Sword Sect! Now, let me show you the power of a true flying sword cultivator!" Li Yun said, then with a flick of his wrist, the flying sword flew out, aiming straight for Qin Yun.
Qin Yun calmly extended his finger. A golden glow appeared on his fingertip, and with a flick, a golden light shot out, colliding with the flying sword.
Clang!
The flying sword was sent flying back, and Li Yun's face changed. He quickly caught the flying sword, his eyes full of shock. "You...you actually blocked my flying sword with your finger?"
"Is that so strange?" Qin Yun smiled.
"You...what kind of cultivation technique is that? It's not a divine sense attack!" Li Yun stared at Qin Yun, his face full of disbelief.
"This is not a cultivation technique. This is my 'Sword Intent'." Qin Yun said calmly.
"Sword Intent? You're actually a Sword Intent cultivator?" Li Yun's eyes widened. "That's impossible! Sword Intent is extremely rare, and only a few people in the entire world can comprehend it!"
"So what?" Qin Yun shrugged.
"Even if you are a Sword Intent cultivator, you're still no match for me!" Li Yun roared, then he channeled his spiritual qi, and the flying sword in his hand suddenly grew brighter.
"Spiritual qi? Interesting." Qin Yun watched calmly.
"You'll regret this!" Li Yun said, then he controlled the flying sword to attack Qin Yun again. This time, the flying sword was faster and more powerful.
Qin Yun still calmly extended his finger. The golden glow on his fingertip grew brighter, and with another flick, a golden light shot out, colliding with the flying sword.
Clang!
This time, the flying sword was sent flying back again, and Li Yun was forced to take a few steps back. His face was even paler now, and his hand trembled slightly.
"You...you actually blocked my flying sword again?" Li Yun gasped. "And your spiritual qi is so strong! You're clearly not an ordinary cultivator!"
"I never said I was an ordinary cultivator." Qin Yun smiled faintly.
"Who exactly are you?" Li Yun stared at Qin Yun, his heart filled with a sense of unease.
"I'm Qin Yun." Qin Yun replied. "And you're not strong enough to make me reveal more."
"You!" Li Yun was furious. "Don't think you're so great just because you have some special abilities! Let me show you the true power of our Celestial Sword Sect!"
As he spoke, Li Yun suddenly took out a talisman. He crushed the talisman, and a surge of powerful energy erupted from it, enveloping the flying sword. The flying sword instantly grew several times larger, emitting a terrifying aura.
"Heavenly Sword Talisman!" The disciples of the Celestial Sword Sect cried out in alarm. "Senior Brother Li Yun is actually using a Heavenly Sword Talisman!"
"Heavenly Sword Talisman? Interesting." Qin Yun's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Now, let's see how you block this!" Li Yun roared, then he controlled the giant flying sword to attack Qin Yun. The giant flying sword was like a massive meteor, cutting through the air with an unstoppable force.
Qin Yun still stood calmly. He extended his finger again, and this time, the golden glow on his fingertip grew even brighter, almost blinding. With a final flick, a golden beam of light shot out, colliding with the giant flying sword.
Boom!
A deafening explosion echoed through the air. The giant flying sword was sent flying back, and this time, Li Yun was sent flying back with it, spitting out a mouthful of blood. He crashed heavily onto the ground, his face as white as a sheet.
The disciples of the Celestial Sword Sect were all stunned. Their Senior Brother Li Yun, an inner disciple, had actually been defeated by Qin Yun, and so easily!
"You...you..." Li Yun struggled to get up, his eyes full of shock and fear. "What kind of power is that? It's not spiritual qi! It's not Sword Intent! What is it?"
Qin Yun looked at him calmly. "This is the 'True Qi' I cultivate."
"True Qi?" Li Yun muttered, his eyes wide with disbelief. "That's impossible! True Qi is only cultivated by those who have reached the True Origin Realm! You...you're actually a True Origin Realm cultivator?"
Qin Yun smiled faintly, but did not answer.
"You're a True Origin Realm cultivator!" The disciples of the Celestial Sword Sect were all aghast. "No wonder Senior Brother Li Yun was defeated so easily!"
Li Yun coughed up another mouthful of blood. He finally understood why Qin Yun had been so calm. He had been a frog at the bottom of a well, underestimating a true expert.
"I...I admit defeat." Li Yun said, his voice weak. "Senior, I was rude."
Qin Yun nodded slightly. "It's fine. Just remember to be more humble in the future."
He then withdrew his divine sense, and the disciple of the Celestial Sword Sect, whose divine sense had been sealed, immediately felt a surge of relief. He could move his hands again, and the pain in his head disappeared.
"Thank you, Senior!" The disciple quickly bowed.
Qin Yun then turned and left, leaving behind a group of stunned Celestial Sword Sect disciples.
"You brat, you actually touched a disciple of our Celestial Sword Sect? Did you forget the rules of the sect?" A young man in a white robe, with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, walked out of the crowd. He looked at the young man who had just cried out, his eyes full of anger.
"Senior Brother, this kid actually sealed my divine sense! I can't even move my hands now!" The disciple of the Celestial Sword Sect said, his voice full of grievances.
"Don't worry, Junior Brother, I'll take care of this." The young man in white robe patted the disciple's shoulder, then turned to the young man who had just sealed the disciple's divine sense. "You, what's your name? Which sect are you from?"
The young man who had sealed the disciple's divine sense was none other than Qin Yun. He looked at the young man in white robe, a faint smile on his face. "Qin Yun. I'm from the Fire Cloud Sect."
"Fire Cloud Sect? Never heard of it. And your divine sense is quite strong, to be able to seal my Junior Brother's divine sense. But you're still too young, you don't know the immensity of heaven and earth!" The young man in white robe said, a hint of disdain in his eyes.
"Is that so?" Qin Yun smiled.
"You dare to challenge me?" The young man in white robe narrowed his eyes. "Let's see if your divine sense is as strong as you say!"
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, and a flying sword appeared in his palm. The flying sword was only a foot long, but it emitted a sharp aura.
"Flying sword!" The disciples of the Celestial Sword Sect exclaimed.
"You're also a flying sword cultivator?" Qin Yun raised his eyebrows. "Interesting."
"Of course I am! My name is Li Yun, and I'm an inner disciple of the Celestial Sword Sect! Now, let me show you the power of a true flying sword cultivator!" Li Yun said, then with a flick of his wrist, the flying sword flew out, aiming straight for Qin Yun.
Qin Yun calmly extended his finger. A golden glow appeared on his fingertip, and with a flick, a golden light shot out, colliding with the flying sword.
Clang!
The flying sword was sent flying back, and Li Yun's face changed. He quickly caught the flying sword, his eyes full of shock. "You...you actually blocked my flying sword with your finger?"
"Is that so strange?" Qin Yun smiled.
"You...what kind of cultivation technique is that? It's not a divine sense attack!" Li Yun stared at Qin Yun, his face full of disbelief.
"This is not a cultivation technique. This is my 'Sword Intent'." Qin Yun said calmly.
"Sword Intent? You're actually a Sword Intent cultivator?" Li Yun's eyes widened. "That's impossible! Sword Intent is extremely rare, and only a few people in the entire world can comprehend it!"
"So what?" Qin Yun shrugged.
"Even if you are a Sword Intent cultivator, you're still no match for me!" Li Yun roared, then he channeled his spiritual qi, and the flying sword in his hand suddenly grew brighter.
"Spiritual qi? Interesting." Qin Yun watched calmly.
"You'll regret this!" Li Yun said, then he controlled the flying sword to attack Qin Yun again. This time, the flying sword was faster and more powerful.
Qin Yun still calmly extended his finger. The golden glow on his fingertip grew brighter, and with another flick, a golden light shot out, colliding with the flying sword.
Clang!
This time, the flying sword was sent flying back again, and Li Yun was forced to take a few steps back. His face was even paler now, and his hand trembled slightly.
"You...you actually blocked my flying sword again?" Li Yun gasped. "And your spiritual qi is so strong! You're clearly not an ordinary cultivator!"
"I never said I was an ordinary cultivator." Qin Yun smiled faintly.
"Who exactly are you?" Li Yun stared at Qin Yun, his heart filled with a sense of unease.
"I'm Qin Yun." Qin Yun replied. "And you're not strong enough to make me reveal more."
"You!" Li Yun was furious. "Don't think you're so great just because you have some special abilities! Let me show you the true power of our Celestial Sword Sect!"
As he spoke, Li Yun suddenly took out a talisman. He crushed the talisman, and a surge of powerful energy erupted from it, enveloping the flying sword. The flying sword instantly grew several times larger, emitting a terrifying aura.
"Heavenly Sword Talisman!" The disciples of the Celestial Sword Sect cried out in alarm. "Senior Brother Li Yun is actually using a Heavenly Sword Talisman!"
"Heavenly Sword Talisman? Interesting." Qin Yun's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Now, let's see how you block this!" Li Yun roared, then he controlled the giant flying sword to attack Qin Yun. The giant flying sword was like a massive meteor, cutting through the air with an unstoppable force.
Qin Yun still stood calmly. He extended his finger again, and this time, the golden glow on his fingertip grew even brighter, almost blinding. With a final flick, a golden beam of light shot out, colliding with the giant flying sword.
Boom!
A deafening explosion echoed through the air. The giant flying sword was sent flying back, and this time, Li Yun was sent flying back with it, spitting out a mouthful of blood. He crashed heavily onto the ground, his face as white as a sheet.
The disciples of the Celestial Sword Sect were all stunned. Their Senior Brother Li Yun, an inner disciple, had actually been defeated by Qin Yun, and so easily!
"You...you..." Li Yun struggled to get up, his eyes full of shock and fear. "What kind of power is that? It's not spiritual qi! It's not Sword Intent! What is it?"
Qin Yun looked at him calmly. "This is the 'True Qi' I cultivate."
"True Qi?" Li Yun muttered, his eyes wide with disbelief. "That's impossible! True Qi is only cultivated by those who have reached the True Origin Realm! You...you're actually a True Origin Realm cultivator?"
Qin Yun smiled faintly, but did not answer.
"You're a True Origin Realm cultivator!" The disciples of the Celestial Sword Sect were all aghast. "No wonder Senior Brother Li Yun was defeated so easily!"
Li Yun coughed up another mouthful of blood. He finally understood why Qin Yun had been so calm. He had been a frog at the bottom of a well, underestimating a true expert.
"I...I admit defeat." Li Yun said, his voice weak. "Senior, I was rude."
Qin Yun nodded slightly. "It's fine. Just remember to be more humble in the future."
He then withdrew his divine sense, and the disciple of the Celestial Sword Sect, whose divine sense had been sealed, immediately felt a surge of relief. He could move his hands again, and the pain in his head disappeared.
"Thank you, Senior!" The disciple quickly bowed.
Qin Yun then turned and left, leaving behind a group of stunned Celestial Sword Sect disciples.
