380 Blaze, My Sword Part One

What Chen Changsheng said was not accurate. Back then, in the final moment ofthe battle in the Grand Examination, he was prepared to use the final move ofthe Mount Li Sword Style, but he never actually used it. However, the finalmove was about intention, and Gou Hanshi saw his intention, which was why headmitted defeat. As a result, if he said he had used the move, it could not beconsidered wrong. Su Li understood very clearly what the final move of the Mount Li Sword Stylemeant, so he felt more and more like he did not understand the teenager.However, since Chen Changsheng knew the move and had used this move, thegreatest difficulty of learning the Blazing Sword no longer existed. The Blazing Sword was a sword move, and also a method of circulating trueessence. It was a method he had created for Chen Changsheng from hisobservations of him in the past few days. The amount of true essence a cultivator could output, or in other words, theefficiency, depended on the speed the cultivator could burn star radiance andthe thickness of the meridians. This meant that there was a certain upperlimit. The greater the innate talent, the better their aptitude, then thegreater the speed of true essence output. The limit of the meridians for peoplewith innate talent like Xu Yourong and Qiushan Jun could be ignored. As long asthey had enough star radiance in their bodies, they could even output trueessence forever. Chen Changsheng had a lot of star radiance in his body. He had no problem inthe Meditative Introspection, but the greatest problem was the pathways for thetrue essence were overly thin, with many meridians that were even severed. As aresult, his efficiency for true essence output was naturally extremely low. As a great scholar of the path of the sword, Su Li’s most impressive area wasthat his understanding of the world exceeded far beyond the categories thatordinary people knew. He solved problems in a very unexpected fashion, but itwas actually the most reasonable and fair way. He did not begin on Chen Changsheng’s amount of true essence, and also did notattempt to solve the problems of his meridians. Instead, he used an utterlyfearless method of directly placing the answer to the problem on the method ofburning true essence. Of course, the person who needed to take risks was Chen Changsheng, and theperson who needed to be utterly fearless was still Chen Changsheng. “There are many methods, or in other words, many forms of burning. Normally,it’s about gentleness, transforming the star radiance into clear water andhaving it flow like droplets. Only like this can the thin stream of water flowfor a long time. However, this sword requires you to burn your true essence ina much more violent way.” Su Li looked at him and said, “Just like countless pieces of wood shavingsbeing trapped in a space. If a source of fire suddenly appeared, the woodshavings would immediately combust, giving off extremely great heat and power,like an explosion.” Chen Changsheng heard what he said, and imagined it in his sea ofconsciousness. He nodded his head. Su Li said, “This method of exploding can help your true essence immediatelyincrease to a certain level, breaking through the disordered meridians, and thepower of the sword can be increased to a barely bearable level.” “Understood,” Chen Changsheng said. “But what has this got to do with thefinal move?” Su Li looked into his eyes and said, “Endless amounts of true essence willblaze in your body at the same time like an explosion. You may illuminateeverything with your sword energy, dazzle your opponent, but there is an evengreater possibility of blazing yourself into an idiot or being blown to pieces.If you don’t have the resolution of definitely dying, it would be impossible totake the final step at all.” Chen Changsheng felt that there was a vague reaction from the spiritual soulof the Black Dragon in the dagger. He thought of the scene where he underwentMeditative Introspection in the cave under New North Bridge, and he could nothelp but feel slightly sorrowful. He thought that as it turned out, everythingthat happened had a reason. Thinking of Su Li’s reaction when he had said he knew the last move of theMount Li Sword Style, he held back and did not say it to Su Li that he hadseveral similar experiences. Although he was still young, his feelings towardslife and death had already undergone great changes. Su Li carefully explained the move and sword intent of the Blazing Sword. Hedid not say anything else afterwards. He let Chen Changsheng comprehend ithimself, before looking at the mountains dyed in the color of the sunset andthe grassy land on the opposite side of the stream. He said nothing. It was possible for the assassin to appear on the grassy land at any moment. Chen Changsheng did not hurry to comprehend the sword. He put some coarse salton the chopped fish, and then hung them over the bonfire to roast. Since he hadconfirmed that the enemy was always there, the fire was not something worthconcentrating over. With the light fragrance of roasting, he followed Su Li’sgaze and looked at the grassy area opposite of the stream, before shaking hishead afterwards. He thought that the assassin really was extremely patient,actually doing nothing even after so many days. Maybe Zhexiu could do somethingsimilar, but he definitely could not. To Su Li and him, the assassin that always hid in the wilderness was anextremely great pressure. The two knew very well that at a certain moment, theassassin would definitely appear. It was just that they did not know when. “Just like what Senior said, if you keep waiting like this, even if you waittill death, you will not receive any opportunities.” Chen Changsheng said in his heart to the famous assassin who never appeared inthe end, “Because Senior is teaching me how to use the sword. I will becomestronger and stronger, and when it is time, you will be unable to kill me.” Fat, tender whitefish with sorghum rice. After the very simple but deliciousdinner, Su Li leaned on the furry deer with his eyes closed, resting. ChenChangsheng tidied up everything before walking to the side of the stream. Hesat down and began to properly comprehend the sword. He looked at the grassy area opposite of the small stream and thought aboutthe vast snowy plains in his body. The snow was the star radiance he hadcollected day and night, the initial form of true essence. It was the origin ofall battle power. Right now, he only needed the slightest movement of his spiritual sense and hecould burn the entire snowy plains and even the lake water that surrounded theSpirit Mountain above the plains, turning it into endless amount of energy andmental power. However, the sword did not ask for him to do that, because themethod of burning it was still too soft. It was not violent enough, and therate at which star radiance turned into true essence was too slow. The Blazing Sword was about the word ‘blaze’. It needed to be a burning that was violent, resolute, and would burn the bodylike a flame. Chen Changsheng sat by the stream. He said nothing. He looked as the color ofdusk disappeared, looked as the stars filled his eyes, all the way until thearrival of dawn. He used the time of an entire night to finally learn how to have his spiritualsense land on the snowy plains but not ignite the snow. Instead, he would use ashapeless power to loosen the snow, all the way until it left the ground andfloated in the air again. With the arrival of dawn, a red color dyed the wilderness and turned thestream completely red. Looking at the grassy area that seemed like it was burning on the oppositeside of the stream, Chen Changsheng’s hand slowly left the dagger hilt. On the third day since he began learning the Blazing Sword, in a tea house bythe main road, Chen Changsheng and Su Li met their third assassin in theirjourney to the south. The assassin was called Lin Pingyuan, a tyrant of thenorth, who had killed countless people with his hands. Apparently, the personhad some secret, unclear connections with the bearman tribe that relied on thedemons. Perhaps because of this, he determined the path which Su Li tooktowards the south more soundly than other people, and waited for them to arrivethere. Because the matter was overly important, and also because it was overlyhurried, the northern tyrant Lin Pingyuan only brought a dozen or so of hismost loyal subordinates. However, in the small tea house, it already seemed tobe rather full. The tea house had no customers and had a faint smell of blood. The stove towarm the tea was already cold and seemed like it had not been used for severaldays. The owner should have been already dead, with his corpse buried somewhere. Chen Changsheng sat by the table and looked at the bowl of tea that had aweird smell. He said nothing, as he was thinking of something.