Blind Spot
Chapter 529: Destiny 486 Four

Chapter 529: Destiny 486 Four

With Little Four Swords, there naturally existed Senior Four Swords. Senior Four Swords referred to Huo Qingkong and three other senior disciples of the Faceless Sword Sect.

However, due to Huo Qingkong’s overwhelming talent, he quite forcefully eclipsed the others to the point where many common disciples couldn’t even remember the names of the other three swords. Everyone only knew of Qingkong, the solitary sword figure.

"Yijian Qingkong" was a phenomenon that often occurred when Huo Qingkong wielded his sword—regardless of whether it was a rainy, cloudy, or snowy day, it always appeared the same.

The new generation’s Little Four Swords mainly consisted of Zhao Yuan, Bai Lu, Qiu Chen, and Bai He.

Li Chengyi was Bai Lu. For him, practicing the Faceless Sword Technique was quite simple.

At that time, on the martial field, the four were arranged at the very front due to their exemplary performance, with the other disciples following behind.

This also explained the origin of the name Four Swords.

In Huo Qingkong’s absence, a burly man with a scar on his brow and a rosacea-nosed face held a yellow gourd in his hand, from which he frequently took sips, his body reeking of alcohol.

"When Qingkong isn’t here, I will guide you through the Third Layer’s essentials. If you have any questions, you may ask them directly," he said.

"May I ask how Senior Brother is called?" a young Taoist spoke up.

"Han Shu," the burly man replied casually.

"Senior Brother Han Shu, may I ask if after breaking through the Third Layer of the Faceless Sword Technique, one may apply to begin practicing the Holy Spirit Technique?" Bai He, one of the Four Junior Swords, asked.

He was also a junior of one of the elders and had been arranged to join just over a year ago. With his solid foundation and steady personality, coupled with his willingness to assist other brothers, he integrated quickly among his peers.

"You may." Han Shu nodded indolently. "However, let me make it clear that upon entering the Holy Spirit Technique, you need to find a Holy Infant to share the side effects. It would be best for you to choose your own Holy Infants. As per the norms of our sect, we primarily use demon spirits and spiritual beasts."

He glanced over the crowd present. "So, who now wishes to commence training in the Holy Spirit Technique?"

"I do!" Zhao Yuan was the first to raise her hand.

Li Chengyi was the second.

Bai He was the third.

The remaining Qiu Chen, a girl with shoulder-length hair, sheepishly raised her hand as well.

"To call you the Four Junior Swords is indeed accurate; you have all broken through the Third Layer," Han Shu nodded. "Consider this carefully: starting to practice the Holy Spirit Technique means you are ready for apprenticeship. You’ll need to venture out for experience, and your future achievements will depend entirely on yourselves."

He paused before speaking again.

"I must advise you: once you begin practicing the Holy Spirit Technique, it’s better to keep your cultivation and strength concealed, only revealing them when necessary. Of course, our sect’s defensive and offensive capabilities actually account for only two-thirds of the martial arts techniques. The last third lies with the swords you nurture. The longer you nurture the sword, the stronger its power becomes. However, using the sword will lead to a loss of power, so don’t wield it needlessly, and ensure you gain something each time you draw the sword, otherwise it will be a great loss."

"Thank you for your guidance, Senior Brother."

Li Chengyi fixed his gaze straight ahead, his mind entirely on Huo Qingkong.

In that guy’s absence, the rest of his peers were nothing more than minions in Li Chengyi’s eyes, unworthy of mention.

Immediately, the four approached, each ready to display the results of their training in the Faceless Sword Technique.

The first three layers of the Faceless Sword Technique were a test of the basic eight methods from four directions, which involved attacking from four directions and eight angles.

As long as one could draw the sword quickly enough, they were considered to have passed.

Li Chengyi easily passed the assessment and then received the medallion representing apprenticeship in the Holy Spirit Technique. This medallion contained the corresponding technique content, which was very important for disciples without a background. But for someone like him who had Kui Ling’s early guidance, it was merely a symbol of apprenticeship.

"As far as cultivation goes, a master can lead you to the path, but the rest is up to you. Whether you can truly uphold the reputation of the Four Junior Swords depends on yourselves. Cultivation is one aspect, but actual combat is the core of our Sword Sect. Within our Sect, being challenged is a common occurrence, so be careful," Han Shu advised, giving a final reminder to the four.

"Yes," the four said respectfully, bowing deeply before standing up. Bai He and Qiu Chen, who had a good relationship with the others, went to say their farewells to their fellow disciples.

Li Chengyi had no interest in that and turned to leave.

"Bai Lu!" Suddenly, a voice called out from behind him.

"?" Li Chengyi turned around and looked back.

It was Zhao Yuan.

The once chubby girl had transformed into a somewhat blossomed beauty. Her round apricot eyes glared at Li Chengyi.

"That’s the look!" she angrily blurted out without rhyme or reason at Li Chengyi.

"It’s those eyes of yours! You look polite to everyone on the surface, but deep down, you don’t consider any of us worthy! Arrogant! Looking down on everyone!"

"I meant no such thing," Li Chengyi said, helpless. A mere passerby, why go to such lengths? After all, she was fated to be killed in the end.

"I challenge you!" Zhao Yuan declared, her hand pressed on her Sword Nurturing Pouch and her other hand shaped into a sword gesture, a faint cyan glow beginning to form on her glabella.

"I have no interest in you," Li Chengyi responded. "And you are not my match."

"How would you know without fighting me? Arrogant fool!" Zhao Yuan shot back furiously.

Senior Brother Han Shu found interest at the side and took a seat to enjoy the commotion.

The other young Taoists looked at each other in confusion and prepared to step back to watch the impending battle.

"You are very strong, and I am sure I can’t beat you. Are you happy now?" Li Chengyi did not want to reveal his strength and be subjected to various challenges. Confirming oneself as the strongest invites the trouble of continuous challenges.

"You think you’re too good to draw your sword against me?!" Zhao Yuan’s face reddened with rage.

"..." What kind of logic is this...

Li Chengyi was at a loss for words; he had no time to play with children, his focus solely on Huo Qingkong.

"Sigh... I’ll fight, and afterward, promise not to bother me again, okay?" he said softly.

"Fight!" Zhao Yuan retorted without looking back. With a surge, she rushed toward Li Chengyi with the swiftness of the wind.

Clang!

A burst of cyan light rocketed from her Sword Nurturing Pouch as if it was a hunting cheetah charging at full speed, transforming into a streak of light soaring towards her opponent.

Then...

The cyan light silently grazed past the right side of Li Chengyi’s slightly tilted face.

Following its trajectory, the light flew into the distance, embedding itself with a thud into the ashen stone wall of the martial field, revealing the cyan longsword at its core.

The sword blade plunged deeply into the stone wall, its power quite remarkable.

’Almost to the speed of sound, this Sword Nurturing Pouch is really good...’ Li Chengyi’s body flashed, and his right leg moved slightly.

Thump.

Zhao Yuan, who failed to dodge in time, was tripped and fell forward.

With a heavy thud, her pretty face faced down, and she fell flat on her face.

"We had an agreement, don’t bother me anymore," Li Chengyi sighed. He turned to leave leisurely under the gaze of many eyes.

"Ah!! Bai Lu, you wait for me! You who look down on people, I will definitely surpass you!!" Zhao Yuan’s voice roared from behind.

"Sorry, I really don’t look down on you," Li Chengyi replied helplessly. I just look down on everyone equally...

"Ah!!!" His response was met with an even angrier roar.

Then came the comforting and assistance from the other Daoist boys.

Obviously, the good-looking Zhao Yuan still had quite a few sycophants.

Meanwhile, Bai He from the Four Junior Swords caught up to him.

"Bai Lu, my apologies, Zhao Yuan is just like that, please be more tolerant. Also, we’re all companions who study the sword together, if there’s any problem in the future, could I ask you for guidance?"

Clearly, the latter part of his speech was his main purpose.

"Sure," Li Chengyi nodded indifferently.

"But you are really amazing... Without even drawing a sword, you won against Zhao Yuan," Bai He remarked with a sigh.

"It’s alright... By the way, do you know where elder brother Qingkong went?" Li Chengyi asked.

"Ah, he went to lead a team to support the uncles stationed at Sword Cliff. Things have been quite restless there recently. My master was discussing countermeasures with envoys from other sects last night. They said demon beasts have attacked the station, killing several disciples of the Sword Sect." Bai He’s elder was Daoist Mu Ling, one of the six great elders, so his information was fairly reliable.

"Demon beasts..." Li Chengyi frowned slightly. With the Faceless Sword Sect disciples already few in number, with less than two hundred in total, this loss of several was definitely a serious matter, and it was a natural course of action for Qingkong, the eldest brother, to lead a team to intervene.

"By the way, once the application is approved, we can leave the mountain. Do you have any plans?" Bai He asked again. "Do you want us to go together?"

"No, I plan to travel alone," Li Chengyi shook his head.

According to regulations, they were supposed to travel and confirm the target of the Holy Infant.

However, he had already attempted to cultivate the Holy Spirit Technique, and he didn’t need to train in the first two layers because his Holy Infant was already chosen, allowing him to start directly from the Third Layer.

But if that was the case, the Purple Delicate Flower would be somewhat wasted.

’If only I could later eradicate the Divine Flower Position...’ Li Chengyi thought to himself while listening to Bai He’s plans for descending the mountain.

Next, he had to carefully see what was going on with this blind spot. He had been looking forward to this day for a long time.

Being forbidden to leave the mountain had always limited his plans to perfect the position of the Evil Flower.

This time, finally able to go out, he planned to fully complete the Evil Flower before anything else.

Boom!!!

Just at that moment, a flash of dry lightning suddenly flashed across the entire sky.

The purple lightning passed in a flash, and the sound of thunder was incredibly loud, shaking the entire Faceless Sword Sect and causing loose stones to fall around into the surrounding abyss.

The Sect Master in meditative training frowned as he stepped out of the great hall, looking up at the sky with a rather solemn expression.

But fortunately, the sky returned to calm after a mysterious flash of purple lightning.

"Sect Master..."

Elder Yuan Ling was responsible for the safety of the mountain, and as one of the great elders, his figure flickered beside the Sect Master with a trace of worry in his eyes.

"It’s nothing, probably just an accident," the Sect Master shook his head. "Go back."

"Yes."

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Meanwhile, outside the Faceless blind spot.

The blind spot’s large mouth, which constantly devoured any passing debris, was covered by a huge, delicate white human hand.

Sharp fingernails on the hand drew lines of purple electric sparks on the surface of the blind spot.

The hand belonged to a giant human hand spider, almost as big as the entire blind spot itself, and in its center, the female Daoist head was sniffing around, searching for something.

"The child Bai Lu should have been here, but it seems he’s disappeared again..."

Enveloped by a massive red cloud, the human hand spider covered most of the blind spot as well.

The spider reached out a hand and tapped the outer skin of the blind spot as if deciding whether or not to break it open for inspection.

"Junior Sister Tianhong, have you found anything?"

The voice of the Daoist of the Heavenly Hand came from afar.

The female Daoist looked around.

"Some traces, but they’ve disappeared..."

"If you haven’t found anything, come over and lend a hand. The thing from the Dead Qi Cult Nation is putting up a strong fight. You hold down its head," the voice of the Daoist of the Heavenly Hand vibrated from a distance, reaching the female Daoist’s ears.

"Okay."

With that response, the giant human hand spider entered the red cloud, which instantly dispersed, vanishing.

When it reappeared, it was already very far away, at the edge of another large blind spot.