Chapter 6: Challenge · Rising from the Ashes

Yes! For instance, you are currently in such a stage. The meridians, bones, organs, five senses, tendons, and skin all require thorough refinement and adjustment. Only after this stage can you begin to specifically temper your body. Once you have solidified your meridians, tempered your bones, stabilized your internal organs, clarified your senses, transformed your tendons, and strengthened your skin, you will need to undergo another trial by fire, re-integrating and refining all the enhanced qualities. Only after you have undergone the trial by fire nine times can you say that you have achieved a modest level of success

"What are you doing now..." The sword case lightly shook the feather fan and disdainfully shook its head: "Don't talk about solidifying veins or tempering bones; you haven't even completed the preliminary stage of bathing in fire!"

Everyone was in an uproar, looking at each other in bewilderment

This is the tempering of the flesh!

In the words of the Yuan officials, the victor enjoys all rights

Zhao Buqun's eyes were blood-red: "Xu Yiyang, you worthless fool, I will personally kill you!"

The inner disciples who had gathered around also heard the words of the outer disciples, and each of them changed their expression dramatically

The first step is the overall tempering, which we refer to as 'bathing in fire'. This means that you are still a piece of ore, needing to be forged in the fire, initially eliminating impurities, and making comprehensive adjustments to the body and the * diagram * book.

With a clear mind, Xu Yiyang sat cross-legged, and his vital energy began to flow through his body like fine threads. The slightly tangled meridians started to relax, and some uncomfortable organs began to move, expelling the stagnant blood.

Zhao Buqun was taken aback

The enmity between Zhao Buqun and Xu Yiyang was established as early as their first confrontation. Subsequently, there was the incident of Xue Hu pursuing him. Xu Yiyang's mindset has changed significantly; he harbors a strong intent to kill Zhao Buqun, and thus he unhesitatingly accepted the challenge letter

Xu Yiyang was taken aback, gathering the wandering vital energy back to his dantian, and could not help but ask curiously: "Where exactly did I go wrong?"

Xu Yiyang no longer wasted time; he secretly resolved to complete the trial by fire within one month

The sword box leaped up: "What does it mean to be bathed in fire? What does it mean to be bathed in fire? Are you a pig brain... No, calling you a pig brain is not quite appropriate, after all, it would be an insult to pigs!"

The outer disciples, after a long journey, were already weak and exhausted, yet they held on and exclaimed loudly, "It is true! At that time, I followed Senior Brother Xue to go together. Later, he wanted to quickly kill Xu Yiyang, so he went ahead and engaged him. When I finally found him, panting heavily, I saw... Xu Yiyang had severed Senior Brother Xue's head!"

For three consecutive days, Xu Yiyang diligently refined his body. As the true energy flowed, he increasingly felt that both his strength and speed had improved compared to before. Just as he was feeling pleased, the sword box yawned and lazily reappeared.

Zhao Buqun was diligently practicing his swordsmanship in his small courtyard when he suddenly heard a commotion outside. In his confusion, he caught the voices of the outer disciples.

At that moment, someone was shouting loudly... It was another outer sect disciple, escorting a coffin.

Xu Yiyang could not help but feel a sense of secret delight; it turned out that his body could be further refined!

Xu Yiyang had grown accustomed to the other party's "intermittent fits" and did not engage in conversation

In fact, Zhao Buqun had a vague premonition of something unfavorable in his heart

Xu Yiyang's gaze became serious: "Rebirth through fire?"

They sensed that something might have gone wrong

What?

Upon Xu Yiyang's return to the sect, he immediately went to the courtyard to cultivate. However, before he could practice for long, someone delivered a challenge letter on behalf of Zhao Buqun—stating that one month later, a life-and-death duel would take place between Xu Yiyang and Zhao Buqun at the designated arena.

What stage am I at now?" Xu Yiyang was stunned for a moment before asking, indulging in the thrill of being a "master" to the fullest.

"Brother Zhao, Brother Xue... he is dead!" The outer disciples cried out loudly, their voices filled with grief and indignation

The expressions of the crowd changed.

... ...

Zhao Buqun rushed forward, opened the coffin, and the corpse of Xue Hu...

The Holy Sword Sect has strict regulations, yet it does not prohibit competition among disciples—this is evident from a series of laws. The limitations on activity areas and the points system are actually designed to encourage competition among the disciples, to eliminate the weak and retain the elite.

In the depths of the Holy Sword Sect, amidst the myriad mountains.

The mournful wails, filled with deep fear and indignation, caused Zhao Buqun's expression to change instantly. He opened the courtyard door and quickly approached the outer disciple: "Aren't you one of Xue Hu's people? How did the matter go?"

The sword box still assumes the appearance of a great person: "Little one, the burden is heavy and the road is long, so you must strive hard!"

However, the sect does not wish to see unrestrained internal strife. Therefore, while conflicts are permissible, loss of life is not. Yet, over prolonged disputes, irreconcilable contradictions will inevitably arise. If appropriate channels for venting, such as https://mhetushucom.com, are not provided, it will undoubtedly lead to a conflagration.

A figure, accompanied by a trail of dust, rushed forward at full speed. Faintly, people could hear the hoarse wail: "Brother Zhao, Brother Zhao!"

Thus, the Life and Death Platform has emerged, opening once at the end of each month. Once on the Life and Death Platform, no sect laws apply, and no one is allowed to intervene, allowing both parties to engage in a fair battle. At that time, any agreements will be determined by the victor

Xu Yiyang sat on the ground, his expression a mix of joy and surprise. ... himself ... ? ... still in the preliminary stage! ? However, in the face of a sword master at the insight level, he was still able to fight and kill ... ! If he were to completely achieve the first level of rebirth through fire, then ... ... wouldn't he be able to slay a swordsman?

Amidst the jagged mountains, Xu Yiyang has been struggling fiercely. Upon returning to the sect, he faced even more turmoil. Now, he finally has the time to sort everything out

What are you saying? Zhao Buqun was somewhat out of control, "How is that possible!"

You must understand that the refinement of the body requires a gradual approach. The sword case transformed into a delicate goose feather fan. However, this small and pristine white fan, held in the hand of a man resembling a black bear, creates a sense of incongruity.

Poor Xu Yiyang, how could he know that from a swordsman to a sword hero is a tremendous leap! ... And the difference between a sword hero and a sword master is like heaven and earth ...

At this moment, the sword box suddenly jumped out: "The path of body tempering can be said to be endless! You have only just embarked on this journey, how can you be so complacent so soon? Little one, life has its limits, but cultivation knows no bounds!"

Xu Yiyang was somewhat speechless: "No way?"

It is unclear how much time has passed, but he suddenly opened his eyes and spat out a mouthful of dark blood. This was the stagnant blood that had accumulated in his body and meridians due to past conflicts. After expelling it, Xu Yiyang immediately felt an extreme sense of relief, as if all burdens had been lifted.

After that, the sword box fell silent and disappeared without a trace

Xu Yiyang was stunned, undergoing such complex tempering of his body... What will he become as a result of this?

"I said... are you even listening to me properly?" The burly man conjured by the sword box lay down without any decorum, glancing sideways as he spoke

Then, Xu Yiyang felt every muscle fiber trembling. In his perception, those muscle fibers seemed to have become taut ropes, and with each tremor, the ropes grew even more resilient

A dignified swordsman beheaded by a worthless person? What a joke