Chapter 51: Demonic Path Seed

His sword suddenly sped up, reaching a speed so fast that even Zhao Gongzu struggle to keep up.

Perhaps, among the three hundred participant in this arena platform, only Ye Ming could see the trajectory of Shi Jing’s sword movement!

Outside of this, Xing Yue with her profound understanding of sword as well as deep cultivation could discern the truth.

It wasn’t just her. Supreme Elder, Tian Long, as well as the all the inner elders held their breath upon witnessing this sight.

As for the outer elders, their cultivation and grasp of the sword path was too shallow to grasp the meaning of this change and movement.

At this moment, Shi Jing reached the third constellation, completing twenty-one slashes.

In doing so, another notification from the system appeared.

[Ding! You have reached the Peak-Comprehension of the Seven Constellation Slashes!]

Inwardly, Shi Jing mind was stuck in a strange domain. It reminded him of the time when Senior Ming Feng displayed the One Autumn Stroke to him.

But, there was some subtle difference that he could felt. This feeling was difficult to describe.

At the same time, his mind and body began separating. His thought was stuck in another domain, while his body continue to slash at the air.

It was as though his body was the clone and the true body, the mind is sent elsewhere.

His sword became a blade that cut not the air, or his enemies, but his own wavering resolve.

Ever since his twenty third death, he has a feeling that something within him as changed. This changed was fueled more when he entered Cangwu city.

Meeting Elder Wang and killing the man, he solidify this change.

Regressing and returning to the sword cloud manor, studying the culture of the world as well its corresponding legends, then participating in this inner court competition had slowly made him questioned.

’Who am I?’ He murmured to himself.

Followed by a sword slash which severed one of his identity from earth.

’I’m no longer Shi Jing of modern day earth... He died when I found myself in this world, but I tried to hold a part of it to myself.’

’Who am I?’

Once again, another sword stroke slash away his identity from the dozens of regression.

’Humanity is a weakness from modern day earth. Feelings and emotion, they are like rules and regulation... In this harsh world, surviving and thriving is on the basis of strength...’

’Just like reputation and expectation, they are fleeting things. Unbound and unfeathered, this state, this is true freedom!’

[Ding! Congratulation, you have reached the Perfection-Realm of the Seven Constellation Slashes!]

Shi Jing smile.

This smile was genuinely unfeathered and unbound, free from the rules and regulation of heaven and earth.

He didn’t smile because of the system reward, nor because he reached the perfection realm of another sword art.

He smile because the truth found him.

Shi Jing didn’t know it, but he was walking down the demonic path!

Demonic path cultivators often face life and death.

In this manner, they disregarded the rules of the righteous path, disconnect from morals and ethnics and walk their own path.

In truth, this all started in the Dark Forgotten Forest, from the first death. Regression planted a seed of demonic thought.

This demonic would take decades, if not many life and death situation to blossomed. However, Shi Jing died over and over again, without realizing the totality of mental exertion on him.

At this moment, in this place, the seed of a great demon was born, rooted in Shi Jing’s mind.

Satisfied with his own display, Shi Jing bowed toward the row of inner elders.

The arena fell into an oppressive silence, as if the very air had been stolen from three hundred pairs of lungs.

For a long moment, no one dared to breathe, let alone speak.

The first to break was a trembling outer disciple near the back, his manual slipping from nerveless fingers to clatter against the stone platform.

"That... that was..." he stammered, unable to finish the sentence that his mind refused to process.

"Perfection realm," whispered an inner disciple, his voice barely audible yet somehow carrying across the deathly quiet arena.

"He achieved perfection realm of an Earth-Grade technique in... in three breath?"

The whisper rippled through the crowd like a stone thrown into still water, growing into a wave of disbelieving murmurs.

"Impossible!"

"He must have studied it beforehand!"

"No one can comprehend a technique that quickly!"

But even as they spoke these denials, their eyes betrayed them.

They had all witnessed the progression, from ordinary slashes to something transcendent.

Zhao Gongzu stood frozen, his own manual forgotten in his grip.

His face, usually composed and confident, had gone pale.

As the young master of the prestigious Zhao family, he had been groomed from birth, trained by masters, given the finest resources.

He had never questioned his superiority over common disciples.

Yet here is a fourteen-year-old nobody, casually demonstrating a level of comprehension that Zhao Gongzu himself might not achieve in years of dedicated study.

"This is... this is what true genius looks like," he murmured to himself, his voice hollow with realization.

For the first time in his life, Zhao Gongzu felt the bitter taste of inadequacy.

Cultivation aptitude is one thing, but dao comprehension is another.

Near him, other disciples from prominent families wore similar expressions of shock and dismay.

"Senior Brother Chen," a female disciple tugged at her companion’s sleeve, her voice shaking.

"You’ve been studying your Crimson Phoenix technique for three years... could you achieve perfection realm like that?"

Chen’s face flushed with embarrassment. "I... I’m still at minor mastery," he admitted quietly, the words feeling like stones in his throat.

He wasn’t the only one.

Even Zhao Gongzu, with his years of training and guidance from his elders, only had one Peak-Mastery Art!

The revelation sent another wave of hushed conversations through the crowd.

If disciples who had spent years on Earth-Grade techniques were still at minor mastery, what did that make Shi Jing’s achievement?

"Monster," someone breathed.

"He’s a complete monster."

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