Nine Yang Sword Saint

Before leaving, Yanyan turned back to say, “Yang Dingtian, please trust me. All you’re seeing is just a fantasy. You’re going to end up just like Yang Yunchong. As your wife, I beg you again. Come back with me and use the safe and guaranteed way, okay?”

Yang Dingtian took a deep breath and smiled at Yanyan. “I’m sorry. I think I’m right.”

Yanyan’s face turned pale. “Since you have chosen to believe in a fantasy and not your wife, then from now on, we are only husband and wife in name. We’ll no longer have any relationship.”

After saying that, Yanyan staggered and rushed out the door.

Yang Dingtian heaved a gasp to calm his emotions.

“I firmly believe that what I saw was not an illusion. I have chosen the right path,” Yang Dingtian muttered to himself word-by-word.

Then, he asked in his heart, “Master, just now, I was learning swordsmanship on top of a floating platform. Did you see?”

Dongfang Niemie was silent for a moment before saying, “I saw nothing.”

Yang Dingtian’s body trembled, his face turning white.

But then, his Master added, “But, I believe in your choice!”

“I also believe in my choice,” Yang Dingtian said.

Then he gripped the steel sword in his hand. Xuwu Piaoyan had asked him to practice the swordsmanship ten thousand times. Time was running out. He couldn’t delay any longer. He had to begin now.

…

When Yang Dingtian exited the Hidden Art Pavilion and went to find a remote and open space to practice, someone barred his way. It was a handsome and tall young man who was leading a group of teenagers.

“Are you Yang Dingtian, the one who is shooting for the moon and dreaming of becoming the Lord of Cloud Sky City?” the young man asked coldly.

“I am Yang Dingtian. Excuse me, you’re blocking my way.”

“I am Tang Jin, the son of Tang Bozhao. Tang Xin, who you insulted yesterday, is my sister.” The young man pointed at Yang Dingtian.

“What can I do for you?” Yang Dingtian asked.

Tang Jin showed a cruel smile. “Nothing, I just wanted to warn you. In the Elimination Battle in thirteen days, I will not only have you banished from Cloud Sky City, but I will also not let you leave Cloud Sky City completely. I will greet you well so that you can see clearly who the real Lord of Cloud Sky City is.”

Yang Dingtian’s heart was cold. He looked at Tang Jin deeply. “I’ve heard your warning. If there is nothing else, I’ll take my leave.”

Then, Yang Dingtian pushed back the two teenagers in front of him and left the Hidden Art Pavilion.

Walking to the hanging bridge, Yang Dingtian heard Tang Jin’s cold threat behind him. “Yang Dingtian, I am a One Star Xuan Warrior. In thirteen days, I will let you regret ever coming to Cloud Sky City.”

Yang Dingtian stopped. A One Star Xuan Warrior was five levels higher than his current goal of Six Star Xuan Martial Artist. Furthermore, it was a difference between realms. It was almost impossible to win such a fight.

But, what if the Pig Killing Swordsmanship really was the best in the world?

“I’m counting on you, man.” Yang Dingtian raised the sword in his hand and said in his heart, “We’re beasts that will never change our minds until we meet a dead end. We can’t let others down.”

“Brother Tang, should we break his hands and legs now?” At this time, a handsome young man on the side suggested making a move.

“Attack him in Cloud Sky City? Do you want to get yourself killed?” Tang Jin said coldly. “But outside Cloud Sky City, it is hard to say.”

“I understand,” The handsome young man smiled and said.

****

In order to prove that his choice was correct, Yang Dingtian barely slept in the following days. Other than eating regularly, he spent all of his time practicing the Pig Killing Swordsmanship.

Yanyan never appeared during this time. She did not come to see Yang Dingtian.

Yang Dingtian constantly practiced the Pig Killing Swordsmanship in a remote area behind a mountain. He did not go back to eat and ate only dry food and drank only spring water. Later, he stopped eating altogether.

In the beginning, he went back to sleep. After Yanyan’s maid, Lu Er, locked the door to his room, he decided to stop going back to sleep. When he became extremely tired, he would just sleep on the ground.

He practiced his swordsmanship ten thousand times!

At first, it took him five minutes to complete one set of the Xuwu Nine Disasters Sword. Ten thousand sets would take him fifty thousand minutes, which was nearly nine hundred hours. In other words, even if he completely stopped sleeping, it would still take him more than a month to reach his goal.

It was impossible. Yang Dingtian did not have so much time.

No, there must be some way to simplify the Xuwu Nine Disasters Sword.

Yang Dingtian desperately examined his memories of the Illusionary Floating Platform, of how Xuwu Piaoyan returned the swordsmanship to the basic step-by-step.

Dozens of times. One hundred times. Two hundred times.

The whole day passed, and Yang Dingtian had made no progress.

The incredibly complicated and gorgeous Xuwu Nine Disasters Sword still took him five minutes to complete.

Yang Dingtian stopped and looked up at the night sky. “Master, why can’t I make any progress?”

“Son, you carry too many burdens. You overexert yourself,” Dongfang Niemie explained. “Empty yourself first. I will teach you a set of Formless Tactics that will allow you to fully enter the state of emptiness.”

Yang Dingtian took a deep breath, looked down at the pool, and jumped into it.

A cool and refreshing feeling spread all over his body. Yang Dingtian began learning the Formless Tactics under Dongfang Niemie’s guidance.

Then, it was as if a force snatched everything from his mind.

Firstly, it took away his unwillingness.

Then, it took away his anger.

After that, it took away his memories.

Finally, even the Xuwu Nine Disasters Sword that he practiced crazily was also taken away.

“Now, go and practice the swordsmanship. Don’t count time. Don’t count the number of repetitions. Just practice …”

Suddenly, Yang Dingtian jumped out of the water and executed the first sword of the Xuwu Nine Disasters Sword, the Sword of Birth!

“Master, from now on, I will enter a state of complete emptiness, completely obsessed with practicing the swordsmanship. Wake me up after I have practiced ten thousand times. If it is fewer than ten thousand times, don’t wake me up no matter how much time has passed.”

Forge ahead, disregarding all consequences! He was a beast moving forward crazily.

“Phew…” Yang Dingtian rushed out of the water. The sword in his hand was like the wind.

A few hours later, he suddenly began the second sword of Xuwu Nine Disasters Sword. It only took him two minutes to practice nine moves.

…

The next day, Yang Dingtian was still practicing the second sword. It also took him two minutes to practice nine moves.

On that day, he did not sleep and practiced the swordsmanship seven hundred times.

On the third day, he suddenly began the third sword of the Xuwu Nine Disasters Sword. He practiced one set of Xuwu Nine Disasters Sword for only a minute and a half. On this day, he did not sleep or eat and practiced the swordsmanship one thousand times.

On the fourth day, there was no further progress. It still took him a minute and a half to practice one set of the Xuwu Nine Disasters Sword. He ended up practicing another one thousand times.

By this point, he had practiced the swordsmanship three thousand times. There were still seven thousand repetitions to go.

There were fewer than eight days left until the Yin Yang Festival. He did not hunt for any of the Demon Nuclei nor did he find a Yin Yang location for the formation.

On the fifth day, he had no improvement.

On this day, he was still at the third sword of the Xuwu Nine Disasters Sword.

Based on his current speed, the Yin Yang Festival will have passed after he finished practicing ten thousand times.

…

At this time, Yang Dingtian has completely entered the state of emptiness.

He completely forgot time, forgot everything around him, forgot the upcoming Yin Yang Festival, forgot the Yin Yang Five-Element Formation, and forgot the Elimination Battle in nine days.

He had gone sleepless for five days and five nights. Yang Dingtian was ragged. He had long hair and a haggard face, looking like a beggar.

Around the third day, someone accidentally discovered Yang Dingtian crazily practicing the swordsmanship. After seeing him practice the Pig Killing Swordsmanship over and over again, the man rushed to Cloud Sky City and spread the word.

At the moment, he was on the third sword of the Xuwu Nine Disasters Sword. It did not have a good appearance. The third sword of the Xuwu Nine Disasters Sword that Yang Dingtian practiced gave people the feeling that it was strange.

“The idiot who wants to be the Lord of the city is crazy. He even regards the Pig Killing Swordsmanship as a treasure. He is practicing over and over again. I don’t think he’s practiced less than a thousand times. Furthermore, the more he practices, the uglier the practice.”

More and more people gathered at the back of the mountain to watch Yang Dingtian practice the Pig Killing Swordsmanship. The swordsmanship seemed to become more and more similar to the act of killing pigs. Everyone was laughing their heads off.

“Yang Dingtian City Lord, your Pig Killing Swordsmanship is so powerful. I’m so delighted to see you perform it. Can you be my master?”

Yang Dingtian had already entered a state of madness at this time, so he was deaf to the ridicule of others.

The crowd began to laugh even harder.

Later, there were many children who ran over to watch him. They threw clods of dirt at Yang Dingtian.

…

However, for Cloud Sky City, Yang Dingtian’s madness reminded them of a person!

They thought of Yang Yunchong, who had amazing talent. After learning the Pig Killing Swordsmanship, he went completely mad.

Someone had seen Yang Dingtian enter the unlabeled martial arts secret scroll room. Since the swordsmanship he was practicing was as strange as that of the madman, everyone believed that he had chosen the Pig Killing Swordsmanship. Yang Dingtian was crazy. Then, facing unparalleled pressure, he chose the Pig Killing Swordsmanship and actually went crazy.

Everyone in Cloud Sky City sighed for him.

“Poor man, he would be outstanding anywhere else. Why must he come to Cloud Sky City?” Great Elder Yang Yan sneered.

Everyone in Cloud Sky City, including everyone within a hundred miles, quickly became aware of one thing.

Yang Dingtian was out of his mind! Like Yang Yunchong, he had gone crazy.

…

Night fell.

Yang Dingtian was still crazily practicing the swordsmanship! After just a few days, his beard had grown more than half a finger in length. and his hair had come to resemble a clump of weeds.

It was difficult to see his original appearance. The clothes on his body had been torn to pieces and were covered with dirt just like a beggar’s.

By then, all the people who had come to watch and throw stones at him had gone back to sleep.

The moonlight accompanied Yang Dingtian as he crazily practiced the swordsmanship.

“Phew…” Suddenly, Yang Dingtian’s body changed.

“Swoosh…” The swordsmanship became extremely sharp and fast.

Without any warning, he entered the fourth sword of the Pig Killing Swordsmanship.

It only took thirty seconds to practice the swordsmanship. He could practice one hundred and twenty sets an hour.

At this rate, the remaining six thousand times will only take fifty hours. Two days will be sufficient.

Two days later, there were less than five days before the total solar eclipse. He needed to hunt for the Five Element Demon Nuclei and find a suitable place for the formation within five days.

However, only two hours later…..

Without any warning, Yang Dingtian instantly entered the fifth sword of the Xuwu Nine Disasters Sword.

After a while, the style of his swordsmanship changed.

All the charm, all the grandeur, all the mystery, all disappeared.

All the moves instantly became vulgar and direct.

At this point, Xuwu Nine Disasters Sword had undergone a qualitative change, directly crossing the dividing line from the Xuwu Nine Disasters Sword to the Pig Killing Swordsmanship.

Of course, the highest level of the Pig Killing Swordsmanship was the ninth sword. But, from the fifth sword onwards, it could be called the Pig Killing Swordsmanship.

The fifth sword of the Pig Killing Swordsmanship, because the moves were short and direct, only took 12 seconds to execute.

Now, every hour, Yang Dingtian could practice a complete set three hundred times.

He thought his progress had reached its end.

However, he did not expect that, more than three hours later, his swordsmanship’s style would change again.

The swordsmanship became more vulgar, more direct, and faster.

It only took 9 seconds to move through the nine steps of the Pig Killing Swordsmanship. One hour was now sufficient to practice a set four hundred times.

…

A few hours later, the sun rose.

Yang Dingtian’s body was a mess, looking just like a wild man. The steel sword in his hand was damaged, blunt, and notched.

His swordsmanship was now extremely ugly and vulgar.

“Son, you have reached ten thousand times,” Dongfang Niemie’s voice suddenly boomed.

Yang Dingtian was shocked and woke instantly.

“Phew…” Suddenly, his wrists were hot. His limbs were hot. His head was hot. His body was hot.

“Bang…” The depths of his Sea of Energy seemed to distend.

“Bang…” Instantly, the Xuan veins in his body blasted out fiercely. His whole body seemed to fly into the air.

Throughout his body, as if countless flames were burning, all the Xuan veins as well as his fiery Sea of Energy were desperately and extremely thirsty, eager to devour the Xuan energy in the sky.

Yang Dingtian was fully awake.

“The ten thousand and first repetition!”

After sobering up, Yang Dingtian used all of his strength and all of his emotions to violently wave the sword.

Pig Killing Swordsmanship’s final repetition!

“The first move, stab the throat and deplete the blood!”

“The second move, slit open the stomach!”

“The third move, chop off the head!”

“The fourth move, dig out the heart and lungs!”

“The fifth move, eviscerate the stomach!”

“The sixth move, chop off the limbs!”

“The seventh move, cleave into two pieces!”

“The eighth move, strip the flesh from the bones!”

“The ninth move, sheathe the sword!”

“Bang!” His sword made a terrific sound, and sparks flew everywhere. With the last sword, Yang Dingtian chopped down violently at a huge rock.

“Bang…” The steel sword in his hand instantly broke.

The last repetition. The final move.

“Phew…” Yang Dingtian’s swordsmanship suddenly entered the seventh sword of the Pig Killing Swordsmanship.

At the last moment, he had entered the seventh sword.

Xuwu Piaoyan had said that he needed to practice a hundred thousand times or even hundreds of thousand times to enter the higher levels of the Pig Killing Swordsmanship.

However, after just ten thousand and one times, Yang Dingtian managed to enter the seventh round.

…

“Ah…” Yang Dingtian screamed loudly and snarled, “I did it. I did it. I am right. All of you are wrong. All of you are crazy!”

Then, he saw Yanyan, incomparably beautiful Yanyan, her eyes filled with gentleness and concern, slowly walk towards him.