Chapter 4: The Seven Spirit Dust Bell
Without hesitation, Hai Tian immediately focused his mind, controlling the enormous white vortex and extracting a thread of the purest sword spirit energy from it
The mind is firmly focused on the dantian, as countless strands of the world's spiritual energy whirl frantically within the lower dantian, a massive white vortex seemingly expanding little by little as if it possesses a spirit of its own
At this moment, many people were already standing in the hall, with a preliminary estimate of at least a hundred individuals. This was the first time Haitan had seen that the Hai family had so many people.
You! Haiyun did not expect that Xiaoyu would dare to speak back to him. Anger surged within him, and he glared fiercely at Xiaoyu, saying, "Kid, are you looking for a fight?"
Any oversight in either of these two aspects would deal a fatal blow to Haitan. It is only the soul of this Sword God that can endure; had it been someone else, they would likely have been reduced to ashes.
What he needs to do now is to continuously compress and strive to increase the density of the sword spirit
For ordinary people, condensing the Sword Spirit may be quite a challenge, but for Haitan, who was once the Sword God, it is exceedingly easy
If it were someone else, they might take a step back, but Xiaoyu would not. She retorted, "I won't back down. Can you show me how?"
Taking a deep breath, Hai Tian divided his mind into two parts. One part continuously transformed the sword spirit energy, while the other cautiously began to condense the sword spirit. The current sword spirit energy was still relatively fragile, and it was essential to ensure a continuous supply of sword spirit energy.
The three elders of the sea and sky have hardly met, and are not well acquainted with each other
Xiao Yu was taken aback for a moment, but quickly came to her senses and nodded repeatedly: "Tian Ge, you are absolutely right. If I argue with him, wouldn't that mean my intelligence would also become the same as his?"
"What? Are you telling me to get lost?" Xiaoyu is not an easy person to deal with, just like the *illustrated* book. If Haiyun had spoken nicely, Xiaoyu might have given way. However, with Haiyun saying it like this, Xiaoyu absolutely will not back down!
The three elders seated in the high positions all flashed a hint of dissatisfaction in their eyes
The cultivation of a swordsman, in later stages, is not merely about martial prowess; more importantly, it involves the comprehension of the universe and the elevation of one's realm.
"Xiao Yu, did I say that he has a low IQ?" Hai Tian wore an expression of innocence.
"Why should I duel with you? Are you trying to bully me with your six levels of swordsmanship?" A trace of disdain flashed in Haitan's eyes; with Haiyun's demeanor, his future achievements are certainly not promising.
The bell rang for a while before stopping, yet many young men from the sea continued to arrive outside
The harmonious exchange between the two made Haiyun's expression quite unpleasant
Step aside! Haiyun shouted sternly at the person in front.
"That's strange. Why would he jump out and admit that he has a low IQ? Could it be that he really is... mentally challenged!" Hai Tian sighed earnestly, "Brother, I'm not trying to criticize you, but you should go find an expert to take a look as soon as possible. How can you bear the weight of our Hai family's sky like this?"
Hai Yun hurried over with several trusted aides. Due to his status as a direct descendant of the Hai family, he also had his own seat in the Hai family hall. However, with the crowd being so dense, it was not easy to push through.
It seems that a momentous event has occurred; otherwise, my father would not have summoned us in such a manner. Hai Tian pondered for a long time but could not deduce what had happened, so he hurriedly made his way to the hall with Xiao Yu.
Hahaha... this emotionally expressive performance by Haitian made everyone present unable to hold back any longer, and they all burst into hearty laughter, clutching their stomachs
"What is the Seven Spirits Dust Bell? Why is it ringing at this time?" Hai Tian furrowed his brows tightly. The so-called Seven Spirits Dust Bell is a treasure of the Hai family, used as a signal to summon all members of the Hai family to gather. However, only the highest authority within the Hai family can activate this Seven Spirits Dust Bell. Regardless of what you are doing at this moment, you must arrive within a short period.
Before long, Hai Tian and Xiao Yu arrived at the Hai family hall
Feeling distressed, Haitan shook his head, stood up, and took off his wet clothes; wearing wet clothes is quite uncomfortable
Due to Haiyun's strength and status, everyone had no choice but to cover their mouths, yet it was evident that their expressions were quite distorted, still secretly laughing.
Haitian cautiously controlled the enormous white vortex within his lower dantian, which was filled with the sword spirit energy transformed from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. The sword spirit is formed by the condensation of sword spirit energy.
Along the way, they encountered many people like them, and numerous individuals who usually remained unseen also came forward. Haitan was not familiar with them; after merely glancing a few times, he hurriedly departed.
Compression! Extreme compression! Originally a semi-transparent small sword measuring about three feet in length, it has been reduced to only three inches due to Hai Tian's frenzied compression. However, Hai Tian remains unsatisfied, as the sword spirit energy continuously transformed within him continues to replenish the semi-transparent small sword.
Xiao Yu also cooperatively shook his head: "Tian Ge, you haven't said from beginning to end that he has a low IQ, have you?"
However, Haitan did not relax; he understood that what had just occurred was merely the first step. Due to the impure nature of his sword spirit power, the sword spirit he had just condensed appeared rather thin.
Enough! The previously silent Hai Wuyā suddenly shouted, his face serious.
Above the white vortex within the dantian, a milky white dot gradually appeared. Immediately after, countless sword spirits' energies frantically converged around this milky white dot.
According to common reasoning, only those who have reached the rank of a one-star swordsman are likely to condense a sword spirit. However, he has just begun practicing the "Nine Heavens Divine Sword Technique" and has already condensed a sword spirit. It is unclear whether this is unique to him or if others are experiencing the same.
The body continues to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and Haitian has realized that the sword spirit power transformed within the dantian is already sufficient
"Get lost when I tell you to! No need for so much nonsense!" Haiyun shot a disdainful glance at Xiaoyu. Due to the influence of Haitian, Haiyun's attitude towards Xiaoyu was also extremely poor.
"Oh, Xiaoyu! What is going on? Do you know why Father has summoned all of us?" Haitian had not walked far when he encountered Xiaoyu, who hurriedly approached with paper and pen in hand.
The so-called highest power hierarchy refers to the head of the Hai family, namely his father Hai Wuyou and the three elders.
"You! Hai Tian!" Hai Yun glared at Hai Tian with fiery eyes, her anger reaching its peak, "I want to duel with you! Right now!"
Not having walked far, Haiyun soon saw Xiaoyu blocking his path. A glance further revealed Haitian beside Xiaoyu, which filled him with irritation. He shouted again, "Get out of the way!"
As it seemed that Xiaoyu and Haiyun were about to clash, Haitian calmly pulled Xiaoyu back and gently shook his head, saying: "Xiaoyu, if they want to pass, just let them pass. Arguing with them will only lower your own intelligence."
At this moment, although the spiritual energy of the sword in the sea and sky has accumulated significantly, it has not undergone purification. The density in its gaseous state is relatively low. To condense a sword spirit, it is essential to first ensure a substantial supply of the spiritual energy from the Great Harmony.
Having quickly changed his clothes, Haitan stepped out of the room, his mind filled with curiosity about why his father had summoned them all. Could it be that something significant had occurred
Feeling the mocking gazes around him, Haiyun's anger erupted instantly. He jumped up and pointed at Haitian, shouting loudly: "What did you say? Who are you saying has a low IQ?"
The young men from the previous group initially intended to shout a few insults, but upon seeing that Hai Yunbian had wilted, they simply let him pass. The others also quickly made way, creating a clear path.
However, just as he had not yet finished putting on his clothes, a sudden dull ringing of a bell sounded: "Dong—dong—"
Even the few followers behind Haiyun couldn't help but laugh, which infuriated Haiyun, who glared at them fiercely and said: "What are you laughing at? No one is allowed to laugh!"
Then, after compressing again and repeating this several times, Haitan finally came to a stop
The surrounding children of the sea all appeared to be struggling to suppress their laughter, their expressions a mix of amusement and restraint. They certainly did not possess the courage or status of Haitian and Xiaoyu to confront Haiyun directly.
The originally noisy hall fell silent immediately, as the words of Hai Wuyou held significant authority in this household. Even Hai Yun had to temper her demeanor in front of Hai Wuyou, only able to glare resentfully at Hai Tian.
Gazing at the small, milky-white sword, barely half an inch in size, within his dantian, Hai Tian let out a long breath. He knew that this was the best he could achieve at this moment
Before long, a translucent small sword had already suspended within the dantian of the sea and sky
"Tian Ge! Why have you changed your clothes?" Xiao Yu was quite surprised to see Hai Tian in a different outfit, but then shook her head and said, "I also don't know why Uncle summoned us. Just now, I was still copying in the study, and I haven't finished yet."
Everyone knows that at this moment, Haiyun is a master of the Sixth Level of Sword Power, while Haitian has just begun to choose a cultivation method, making any comparison between the two completely unfounded
On the Soul Sword Continent, when one party challenges another to a duel, the latter cannot refuse. However, if the strength of the challenging party is significantly greater than that of the party being challenged, the latter has the right to decline the duel
The smaller the sword spirit, the greater the density within it, and the higher the concentration.
Remarkably, since the successful condensation of the sword spirit within the sea and sky, the frenzied spiritual energy between heaven and earth has also ceased to operate
In the center of the hall, Hai Wuyá was already seated in the foremost position with a grave expression on his face. Beside him sat three elderly men with white hair and beards, and Hai Tiān understood that they were likely the three elders of the Hai family
Thinking of this, Haitian smiled with relief. The previous steps were quite perilous; on one hand, it was necessary to control the influx of spiritual energy from heaven and earth to prevent it from entering too quickly, while on the other hand, it was essential to continuously transform it and condense the sword spirit
The people around could not help but point fingers at Hai Yun, questioning how someone with such a disposition could possibly become the heir of the Hai family
The power of the sword had just condensed into a sword spirit, and one could only wonder what it would be like to reach a one-star swordsman in the future. Hai Tian checked himself and found that he had already attained the first level of sword power, yet there was not a trace of joy on his face; instead, he wore a frown.
Originally, Hai Tian did not intend to have a conflict with Hai Yun, but with Hai Yun bullying Xiao Yu in this manner, Hai Tian would absolutely not stand by and do nothing
Opening his eyes, he glanced at his clothes, which were completely soaked. A hint of bitterness appeared on Haitian's face: "I never expected it would turn out like this. Fortunately, it is me; if it were someone else, even if they didn't perish from self-detonation, they would surely fall into madness."