Demon Sword Sect’s Undercover
Chapter 464 - 464 463 Pirate Life

464: Chapter 463 Pirate Life 464: Chapter 463 Pirate Life Fang Yazi chose this desolate island which hung isolated between the nearby sea and the Blue Sea, with no other large islands existing within hundreds of miles around.

The entire island was craggy cliffs and barren rocks, without a blade of grass, and besides the eagle nests at the top of the cliffs, there were no other living creatures.

An island dead and dull, its only advantage was its absolute quietude.

But neither of them cared, Fang Yazi was accustomed to it, while Hou Niao either enjoyed the blessings or endured the hardships.

The reason they sought out such a place was that both needed to achieve a breakthrough in their cultivation.

Hou Niao had hustled for over a year, collecting many fine items and initially determined his path for the cultivation technique and the direction of his swordsmanship.

The Five Elements Cultivation Technique needed to be accelerated; when the seasons came, he would also need to enhance his cultivation in the Thunder Triangle, which was fundamental.

In the Body Sword Skill, he had a preliminary grasp of the Qian Character Mantra, he had already made progress with the Lie Character Mantra, and the Zhen Character Mantra was yet to begin; only after the complete formation of the lie and zhen would the construction of the Body Sword Skill system in the Tongtian Realm be complete, at which point his combat power would greatly increase.

Thanks to the insights gained from the Yu Family’s Cold Well Ice Pond, he had grasped a hint of the Heavenly Dao Thunderbolt’s trajectory, which, limited by his understanding of the Realm, might not fundamentally change the power of his thunderbolts, but would subtly influence some of the basics.

It could be said that his current cultivation of thunderbolts had just started on the right track.

So much and so much more, including many supplementary skills picked up from the Sword Storage Tower in Yujing, all needed to be learned one by one; cultivation isn’t just about combat, it encompasses everything, and one can’t afford to neglect other aspects just because of a sole focus on battle.

If cultivation is compared to a barrel, the final height depends only on the shortest stave, which includes the height of combat as well.

Fang Yazi likewise faced great pressure in his cultivation efforts.

One aspect was his Realm; he needed to contemplate sensing God in the Upper Realm, and after more than ten years, it was time; then there was the Body Sword Skill taught to him by Hou Niao, of course, the first hurdle being how to convert the Sword Consciousness into a Sword Spirit, becoming his own flying sword’s Sword Spirit.

Before achieving this, he shouldn’t even think about cultivating the Body Sword Skill.

He was a wooden and taciturn man, but his will was resolute, unyielding; in terms of talent, he was the kind that never showed off in front of others, yet had a potential that was deeply concealed; otherwise, he wouldn’t have evolved from an ordinary young hunter into one of the outstanding Sword Cultivators of the Tongxuan Realm in the Shan Sect.

Fang Yazi was very clear that to keep up with his senior brother’s pace, he must learn the Body Sword Skill; ever since the battle at Bolang Island, he had understood the power of the Body Sword Skill.

His senior brother would’t harm him, but if he couldn’t learn it, he would fail to keep up with his senior brother’s pace, gradually falling ever farther behind, something he couldn’t bear.

Although the desolate island wasn’t large, spanning over a dozen miles in circumference, it was more than enough to accommodate merely two people; during cultivation, they wouldn’t disturb each other and would occasionally spar, which for Hou Niao was instructive combat; although Fang Yazi was also strong among Sword Cultivators of his realm, the gap was widening, which caused him great anxiety, so he redoubled his efforts.

He would also often travel around, dealing with internal and external disputes of the Cang Pirates, which might be due to uneven distribution of loot internally or occasional challenges from passing powerhouses.

But both of them basically abstained from participating in specific looting activities, maintaining a somewhat detached stance; a year later, when Duanmu Chai, Lie E, and several other elder Sword Cultivators returned to Yujing for their duties, the tributes of the pirates after each venture were consolidated to Hou Niao, serving as filial piety for their leader.

Though there were no special ceremonies or deliberate transitions, in the Cultivation World, especially in the background of the survival-of-the-fittest Outer Sea, strength was revered, and that was the rule among pirates.

Whether he wanted to or not, he had to accept it, to reassure the hearts of the non-Quanzhen pirates.

When the seasons were right, he would travel to the Thunder Triangle for several months, relying on natural thunderbolts to enhance his cultivation; or when feeling the monotony of cultivation and a restless Heart Realm, he would return to Mirage City to trim the garden, clear out silt and relax his mind.

But Fang Yazi seemed never to have such needs, which puzzled him, but everyone had their own personal preferences and characters, not to be forcibly changed.

He was young but like an Ascetic Monk, possibly due to early life experiences that shaped his solitary nature.

That wasn’t a major issue; if one could find joy in their cultivation, that would be quite good too.

The domain of the Cang Pirates was growing ever larger, and as the de facto leader Hou Niao, he didn’t bother with trivial skirmishes, but he never stopped nibbling away at the Huya Pirates and had organized several cross-sea strikes.

In the realm of pirates, there was no room for benevolence or magnanimity, it was about striking while the iron was hot; sparing an enemy was not the way of pirates, as it could show weakness, and this was a world where only the strong survived.

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, ten years had passed; he went from a greenhorn in the Lihai to a prominent figure whose status in the Jianghu of the Lizhi Sea was unshakable.

One day, he arrived at the place on the deserted island where Fang Yazi was cultivating, “I have a premonition that it’s about time for me to go higher, but the opportunity isn’t here, it’s in an unknown place across the sea.”

Fang Yazi wasn’t surprised, “I will accompany Senior Brother.”

Hou Niao waved his hand dismissively, “No need, you too are at the threshold of God Sensing, to follow one’s heart is the duty of a cultivator.

There’s nothing major happening with the Cang Pirates lately, the might of the Huya is long gone, tell everyone to keep a low profile and not draw too much attention.”

Fang Yazi nodded, without insisting further.

“In Yinling, when we flooded Suqiu, we simultaneously entered upper realm fasting; this time is the same.

I hope that when we meet again, we will both greet each other in a new state.”

…Meeting in childhood, with hearts as one.

The hidden stone knows not the jade, sifting sand to find gold.

Lan Autumn’s fragrance never dies, while pine’s green deepens with evening.

Each preserves its steadfast essence, fearing not frost nor sleet’s invasion.

Hou Niao drifted away.

His ascension was actually a bit awkward; others go from sensing the god to the natural, while he did the opposite, from natural to sensing the god.

He did not know if this reversed path would affect his future cultivation.

Paths are made by walking, so why add unnecessary worries?

After aimlessly circling on the sea several times, he finally confirmed that his feeling was not wrong and hesitated no longer.

For a cultivator to ascend, the right time, place, and harmony amongst people are indispensable.

Harmony amongst people is about one’s relationship with the cultivation world.

The right place means finding a compatible ladder to ascend – to harness a favorable wind to be lifted up to the heavens, that’s the idea.

As for the right time, it’s more about intuition.

He originally did not possess this perceptive ability, but while in the Yu Family’s Cold Well Ice Pond, he sensed a trace of the Heavenly Dao, seemingly finding a common thread within the Heavenly Dao Thunderbolt and the regular laws.

The last realm within the Tongtian three realms was already vaguely preparing for Core Formation; cultivation is a coherent process, cause begets effect, fate begets connections.

Every step taken has profound significance in the grand scheme, and if this process breaks, losing coherence, being all over the place, then it’s essentially certain that the cultivator has lost the chance to ascend.

Therefore, starting from the Tongxuan, all three realms of Tongtian were preparing for Core Formation, especially the last one, which determines the direction.

He felt within himself that it lay in the laws, in the thunder!

Heavenly Dao Thunderbolt, doesn’t it also follow the law?