Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil
Chapter 107 - 0107: Sword like Rain

Chapter 107: Chapter 0107: Sword like Rain

When Ye Qingfeng’s gaze fell upon the Second-level Tungsten Steel Long Sword resting in Manager Mo’s box.

It seemed as though the sound of sword resonance echoed.

The longsword appeared to sense Ye Qingfeng’s once earth-splitting and heaven-cleaving aura.

One must know.

Ye Qingfeng’s ascension to Immortal Venerable, in which the Sword Dao achieving enlightenment, played an indispensable role.

The sword is the ultimate weapon of attack.

The Sword Dao naturally is the path of greatest lethality.

Even on Earth.

Among Martial Artists, Sword Practitioners are the most formidable existence in the same realm.

"How..."

Mo Xingyun was astonished as he looked at the longsword in his hand, which seemed eager to escape his grip.

Ye Qingfeng could actually cause the longsword to resonate.

How is this possible?

The Sword Dao has different realms.

However, the more powerful the Martial Artists are.

The more they can sense and understand the laws of heaven and earth.

The more they can infer other things from one fact.

But, there are also Sword Dao prodigies.

Whose combat strength realm is not high.

Yet, their Sword Dao realm is unmatched.

Yet, Ye Qingfeng is only at the Intermediate Warrior realm.

No matter how high his Sword Dao realm is, how high could it go?

However, earlier, Mo Xingyun clearly felt the vibration of the longsword in his hand.

Though it was but a moment.

It still left him immensely shocked.

Even Sword Cultivators of the War Master Realm most likely have just begun to enter the Sword Dao!

Causing a longsword to resonate?

That would require at least a Sword Cultivator of the War General Realm to achieve!

Mo Xingyun looked at Ye Qingfeng, his eyes flickering.

Obviously, he found it hard to quell the shock in his heart.

Nevertheless, with a casual toss,

he threw the longsword to Ye Qingfeng.

"Shing!!!"

Ye Qingfeng grasped the hilt with utmost calmness.

The sword unsheathed, its divine guard-inscribed patterns aligning with the icy chill emanating from the tip.

At first glance, it seemed as though it could cut you.

"Buzz!!!"

The longsword in hand.

Ye Qingfeng’s eyes held a killing intent condensed to a tangible form, dispersing.

A surge of sky-piercing Sword Qi burst forth, shooting straight to the heavens.

The gathered crowd, being of too low a realm, couldn’t sense the Sword Intent.

Yet, the chill creeping from their hearts.

Could not dissipate from their minds for a long time.

"Killing you is as... easy as killing a chicken."

His arm extended flat, the longsword’s edge aimed directly at Mao Sha.

At this moment, Ye Qingfeng seemed like a Green Lotus Sword Master standing with a sword.

That calm, invincible aura.

Made even the breeze hesitate to stir.

"Hmph!"

In response, Mao Sha sneered coldly, "Without the Divine Guard as your backer, I’ll make sure there’s nothing left of you but scraps."

Mo Xingyun could sense the change in Ye Qingfeng after he grasped the sword.

However, Mao Sha could not.

He believed Ye Qingfeng pushed away the Divine Guard.

Facing the entire Xia Family alone was an extremely foolish and suicidal act.

"Disable him for me, and bring his limbs to Young Master Xuan, there will be a reward for all."

Mao Sha commanded with a wave to the more than ten warriors behind him.

These warriors were all brought by Mao Sha from the Xia Family.

Each one possessed combat strength no less than an Intermediate Warrior.

In fact, two or three even possessed High-level Warrior strength.

To them, a mere boy with Intermediate Warrior realm.

The many of them could crush him.

It was truly not worth their effort.

Do you need a sledgehammer to kill a chicken?

This was the thought in these warriors’ minds.

Yet, Housekeeper Mao gave the order.

They dared not disobey.

Disobey, and back home to the Xia Family, they’d face torture?

Who dared to act recklessly?

And so, each one attacked Ye Qingfeng with lethal intent.

"Die!"

A word lightly uttered from Ye Qingfeng’s mouth.

Completely indifferent, yet it displayed a disregard for life.

Like a grim reaper reaping lives.

"Whiz!"

A Sword Light flashed.

Like a breeze swept past.

Only the sharpness hidden within the longsword.

Could be felt by those attacking and killing Ye Qingfeng.

It was a chill penetrating the bone marrow.

However, this terrifying aura had just invaded their minds.

These warriors who regarded Ye Qingfeng as an ant felt a chill at their necks.

That was not pain.

Because the sword was so swift they couldn’t even feel.

By the time the pain struck.

Each of these warriors had lost their life force.

"Bang bang bang!!!"

The more than ten warriors attacking Ye Qingfeng.

Each smashed to the ground, creating a resounding boom.

This sound, like a thunderous quake echoed within the crowd’s hearts.

Jolting their hearts into a state where they nearly stopped beating.

Blood lines!!

The fallen warriors, without exception, bore a consistent blood line on their necks.

In actuality, this was no ordinary blood line.

Rather, it was the cut made by Ye Qingfeng’s longsword across each warrior’s neck.

Identical in length, identical in width.

Instant death...

The sword strikes, and they perish!

Assertive, incisive.

Ye Qingfeng stood before these fallen corpses.

Holding the longsword, his expression remained indifferent to the extreme.

As if these Xia Family warriors were nothing more than crushed ants!

How many dead ants would attract attention?

The answer was negative.

"Sword... like Rain!"

This scene made Mo Xingyun’s pupils contract.

Ye Qingfeng’s Sword Dao realm.

He recognized it.

It was the second realm of the Sword Practitioner, Sword like Rain.

If the first level of Sword Dao is simply sword speed, swift enough to kill in the blink of an eye.

Then the second level of Sword Dao is Sword like Rain.

The sword is not only fast but also creates illusions.

Between reality and illusion, it’s hard to discern.

Beyond the second level Sword Dao—Sword like Rain.

There are even more powerful Sword Dao realms.

However, Mo Xingyun had only heard of them, never seen them.

Which proves that Sword Cultivators who reach the second level — Sword like Rain.

Are extremely rare.

Especially as Ye Qingfeng is so young.

If it weren’t for the documents from the Dragon Guard indicating.

Ye Qingfeng is just an ordinary student from Jiangnan City First High School.

Living with the Bai Family.

Otherwise, there was no additional information.

Or rather, the information about Ye Qingfeng before coming to Jiangnan City.

Was beyond what Mo Xingyun could investigate.

Mo Xingyun would truly believe.

Ye Qingfeng is a young Martial Artist from some super family in Huaxia.

Because the potential Ye Qingfeng displayed.

Was truly terrifying.

Sword Dao Realm Second Level Sword like Rain?

Even War Master Peak Sword Cultivators find it hard to achieve.

War General level Sword Cultivators, only a small portion can reach it.

Now, Ye Qingfeng is merely at the Intermediate Warrior realm.

Yet he has achieved the Sword Dao realm of Sword like Rain.

Sword like Rain, penetrating without gaps.

How could those more than ten warriors defend against it.

Such is the terror of the foremost attack Sword Cultivator.

Even in the future Hidden Dragon List, Ye Qingfeng would have a place.

Moreover, his ranking would be among the top.

Only, Mo Xingyun could discern Ye Qingfeng’s Sword Dao realm.

Mao Sha, however, could not.

Towards Ye Qingfeng’s killer hand.

All Mao Sha had was anger.

To kill Ye Qingfeng, in his view, was absolutely necessary.