True Solution of the Sword Dao
Chapter 197 - 190: Blood Sacrifice 2

Chapter 197: Chapter 190: Blood Sacrifice 2

Lin Fei had a headache again, initially thinking that he had gained a powerful subordinate, but now it seemed that the restrictions were quite troublesome.

He somewhat understood why the great beings listed in the appendix chose to become stronger in other ways instead of cultivating this Sword Canon, even if they later reached a high Cultivation Level and obtained the Sword Canon, they only pondered over it, probably for this very reason. The Sword Dao True Solution was truly aggressive.

"How is Yuan Yicheng’s Blood Sacrifice to be conducted?" If he didn’t need to bring it into reality, why would he choose the resurrection option, so this step was necessary!

"Required conditions: 2-3 units of the same type of blood and flesh. Death must not exceed one hour. The actual condensation must take place in the current world, lasting for fifteen minutes." The feedback was very swift.

"Which means, if I want Yuan Yicheng to help me in the real world, I have to kill two to three people and, within less than an hour of their deaths, perform the Blood Sacrifice beside their bodies for fifteen minutes without being discovered." Lin Fei’s headache grew.

Yuan Yicheng’s combat lethality was equivalent to the peak of C-rank. But his overall strength should be in the middle stage of C-rank, close to the peak, because he didn’t have the defensive power of a C-rank. In other words, pure high attack, low defense, fast speed, but low health. Although during combat his speed was slower compared to Lin Fei, being able to keep up with his sword could also be considered fast.

"So with such strength, a mere ordinary elite disciple of Siyue Sword Sect, requires the blood and flesh of two to three people. If anyone stronger were needed, wouldn’t that be a massacre...." Lin Fei lamented helplessly.

"No wonder the Sword Dao True Solution is known as the most savage and aggressive Sword Canon, it’s no wonder that the opening lines of Sword Dao True Solution are: ’Set in dead situation, then rebirth!’ Even Jue Xian Sect’s Zhang Yuan’s comments mention the extreme biases and extremism of Sword Dao True Solution. I presume the root cause is right here."

Lin Fei looked at Yuan Yicheng in front of him and pondered for a moment, asking in his mind.

"Does Yuan Yicheng now need to eat and drink?"

"After the Blood Sacrifice, he will need to, but not while he is in the space."

"That’s good." Lin Fei breathed a sigh of relief. He still needed time to get used to the trouble of Mind Synchronization.

"If the Sword Master has no other orders, may your subordinate return to cultivation?" Yuan Yicheng suddenly asked.

"Return to cultivate?" Lin Fei was startled, he had been surprised too many times today.

"Yes," Yuan Yicheng said, his face calm.

"Where does Yuan Yicheng refer to when he says ’return’?"

"Illusionary Realm," the space explained.

Lin Fei nodded in understanding.

"You may return. I will call for you when needed."

"Yes." Yuan Yicheng bowed and his figure quickly faded away, turning into countless white light points that disappeared into the space.

Lin Fei let out a slight breath of relief and organized the new mass of information he had just received in his mind.

"The Revived Ones need a Blood Sacrifice to appear in the real world, and before that, they live in the Illusionary Realm. So when he talks about cultivating, does he mean he can still grow stronger?"

After converting the question into the language of the space and inquiring, the answer he received was an affirmative one—yes.

"Truly defying the heavens!" Lin Fei sighed. To resurrect swordsmanship masters killed by Sword Dao True Solution and then allow them to continue cultivating and growing stronger was something else. But this was not the main issue. What he now needed to consider was how to survive a day of Mind Synchronization.

He stood still for a moment, steadying his mind, and decided to try initiating Mind Synchronization again to adapt to it.

"Initiate Mind Synchronization."

Suddenly, streams of thoughts continuously entered Lin Fei’s mind, some about himself, some on the difficulties of cultivation, but they were not as many as before. If the initial Mind Synchronization was like a storm, then now it was like successive gentle tides, each washing over the shore calmly. Much better than before.

Lin Fei, who had been prepared to face the onslaught, did not expect this situation.

He contemplated for a short while.

"Check the current status of Yuan Yicheng."

"Yuan Yicheng: In the midst of cultivating Luo Sha Swordsmanship...."

"No wonder," Lin Fei realized, "When in the process of swordsmanship cultivation, a person’s thoughts are much calmer and tranquil, and their thoughts are naturally not as dense as when they just received a large amount of information. If it could be like this for the whole day, then syncing for one out of nine days doesn’t seem like a big deal. Plus, if I need to resurrect strong people in the future...."

"Does resurrecting strong people in the future still require an increase in days of Mind Synchronization?"

"No need. Every nine days sync for one day; it can be a single object or multiple objects in sync."

"So in the future, if there’s a need to revive someone, I should prioritize Cultivators renowned for their madness, as these individuals have calm and peaceful thoughts, making it easier to accept Mind Synchronization," Lin Fei analyzed. He certainly did not think that with such a heaven-defying ability he would give up using it because of a little difficulty and sacrifice.

"Next comes the change in space," Lin Fei just felt a huge tremor in the entire space and didn’t have time to investigate this particular change, since the information that had appeared indicated ’space evolution begins’.

He followed the original method, always finding a precise spot to sprint forward at high speed. With the white ground continuously extending forward, he soon arrived at a position similar to the one before.

Gently stretching out his hand and pressing it against the space barrier, ripples spread out, and a large circular area immediately revealed the beautiful, boundless starry sky outside.

"There doesn’t seem to be any change? It just feels a bit bigger," Lin Fei wondered aloud. "Could it be that the space has been simply enlarged?"

After thinking it over and searching around without finding an answer, Lin Fei chose to exit the space. However, unlike the instantaneous departure from space as usual, just as he thought of the word ’exit,’ a stream of information instantly entered Lin Fei’s mind.

"Acquired Yuan Yicheng’s psychic contract, received the residual images of Yuan Yicheng’s swordsmanship at the moment of his death. Would you like to view it?"

Lin Fei’s expression changed slightly, and he whispered,

"View."

As soon as he spoke, his vision instantly shifted to the first-person perspective, and Lin Fei felt as if he were in a first-person shooter game.

He was in the midst of a vast stone slab square, desolate and uninhabited. In the distance, one could vaguely make out some kind of structure floating in mid-air. The air was a bit chilly. It seemed he was wearing a white robe; he could catch glimpses of the garment’s edges in his peripheral vision.

On the gray stone slab square, not far from where his visual owner stood, there was a man dressed in black with a cold facial expression, handsome and delicate like a woman, with long hair over his shoulders, wearing a black robe and holding a longsword.

"If you cannot comprehend this sword, then go to your death," the long-haired man gently caressed the longsword, his expression indifferent.

Lin Fei felt as if he were squinting slightly, and the essence qi in his body surged and rolled, putting him in a state of high tension.

"Bright moon, forty!"

Clang!!!

Suddenly, a sharp sword cry echoed across the square. The long-haired man slowly advanced toward Lin Fei. Numerous moon-white specks of light skimmed past his face.

The body Lin Fei occupied in this vision widened its eyes; he could feel its desire to draw the sword, but the fingers were stiff and immobile.

In an instant, a sharp pain spread throughout his body.

When he came back to his senses, he was in his bedroom.

Lin Fei clutched the Black Demon Sword tightly, unable to move just the same.

"Heavenly Net Bright Moon Sword..."

A faint blue glow lit up in Lin Fei’s eyes. He couldn’t help but grip the sword handle tightly.

That was the name of the sword technique used by the long-haired man just before he departed. The name had been transmitted to Lin Fei’s mind in the final moment.

One of the Siyue Sword Sect’s sword techniques, the Heavenly Net Bright Moon Sword, was the basis for the final killing move that Yuan Yicheng used during his battle with Lin Fei—the extremely simplified version he had modified.

Without the lights on in the bedroom and the light from the street lamps outside shining through the window, the room was engulfed in silence. Lin Fei stood alone by the side of the bed, dripping with sweat, holding the Black Demon Sword and still immersing in the powerlessness of that sword. He could feel from Yuan Yicheng’s perspective the extreme helplessness and futility, and even in his final moments, Yuan Yicheng experienced a hint of fear. Those were his last feelings before death.

Lin Fei knew that the helplessness and fear were because Yuan Yicheng himself was a disciple who had deeply studied the Heavenly Net Bright Moon Sword. He understood the level and difficulty required to reach the realm of that sword move. As someone on the same cultivation path, Lin Fei realized the vast gap between them... That was the root of his fear. The lightning-fast, almost boundless net of True Force seemed like the entire world was engulfing him—a terrifyingly high level.

Standing in the bedroom for a while, Lin Fei slowly recovered to his normal state, coming out of the trance induced by that sword. Only then did he notice that his clothes were completely soaked through. Yuan Yicheng’s various thoughts during cultivation still transmitted to him, clearly slowing down and becoming more peaceful, indicating that he was gradually entering a highly focused state of cultivation. The effect on Lin Fei lessened significantly.

Opening the door to the bedroom, Lin Fei walked to the bathroom. It was only upon facing the mirror by the door that he suddenly realized he had unintentionally let his disguise dissipate. His long hair was disheveled and spread out, which was fortunate, considering there weren’t many people at home—the only one who had come back with him, Jiang Nan, had gone out with colleagues to visit the night market.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel.

Facing the mirror and seeing his delicate face, Lin Fei zoned out a bit.

After a period of slow alteration with True Force, he still had the face of a beautiful woman, but it had begun to take on some of Lin You’s features. Clearly, his goal to adjust his appearance with True Force had been largely successful. It was disappointing, however, that the scope for substantial alterations with True Force was quite limited now. Of course, he could opt for plastic surgery, but Lin Fei didn’t think he was that obsessed with his appearance to undergo such a procedure. He disliked the idea of lying on an operating table like a lab rat at the mercy of others, not to mention that surgery wasn’t just about meddling but involved actual cutting. He couldn’t tolerate placing his safety in the hands of others and his fate upon their lack of negligence.

So there was no point in talking about the face anymore. However, because he had used his power to conceal his body for a long time, his skin had become increasingly fair, which was indeed a problem.

Thinking back to his previous life,

Lin Fei suddenly missed his own suntanned skin and strong, well-proportioned body from his previous life, as opposed to his current frail appearance.

"Now, I should first think about how to solve the problem with the Blood Sacrifice," Lin Fei sighed softly. "Killing two or three people is easy, but to be on defense for fifteen minutes is a bit more troublesome. I need to arrange that properly." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)