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Along with the torrent of sword energy came countless fragments of memories—his own bewilderment and struggle, as well as scattered past experiences of Lu Mingfei from other timelines.
Even more jarring was the sudden burst of cacophony and screams in my ears:
"Don't be stubborn!"
"You're not suitable at all!"
"It's safer to hide, let's run away!"
"Shut up!" Lu Mingfei shouted sharply, trying to dispel the menacing whisper.
The sound subsided for only a brief moment before retaliating with even greater ferocity, almost tearing his soul apart.
"Stabilize your mind! Eliminate distracting thoughts! Otherwise, you will only be annihilated!" The white-haired Lu Mingfei's icy voice exploded in Lu Mingfei's mind like thunder.
Lu Mingfei was horrified and tried his best to banish those chaotic thoughts.
However, the more he resisted, the more those thoughts clung to him like a bone-deep sore, almost dragging him into the abyss of madness.
"Another failure..." Lu Mingfei's sigh, tinged with undisguised disappointment, continued, "Expecting a loser to have unwavering willpower? That's just wishful thinking!"
Then, the voice abruptly turned into a chilling mockery and malice:
"But don't worry, your brother will take care of your women."
“After he and your woman have a child, I will make them come to your grave to burn incense every year.”
"How about... I record a few more sweet moments of theirs and put them on a loop in front of your tombstone so you can 'enjoy' them too? Hahahaha!"
"Shut up!!!" An unprecedented rage instantly devoured all of Lu Mingfei's reason, burning away even the last shred of fear. "I'll kill you!!! Kill! ...
"That's it? That really makes me laugh." Lu Mingfei's flippant laughter pierced through the string of patience that Lu Mingfei had been holding onto.
"Die—!!!"
Lu Mingfei suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes almost spitting out tangible flames!
He suddenly brought his index and middle fingers together, and an invisible yet extremely condensed killing intent sword aura burst forth, piercing straight at the face of the white-haired Lu Mingfei!
However, when the sword energy reached within a foot of the white-haired Lu Mingfei, it vanished silently, like snow meeting the blazing sun.
invalid?!
Lu Mingfei's rage had not subsided, and his fingers moved like the wind, striking hundreds of times in an instant!
In an instant, hundreds of invisible swords seemed to condense in the void, carrying a resolute killing intent, and shot out together as if tearing through the air!
The result remained the same! The sword energy vanished without a trace, failing to even budge the opponent!
Rage completely consumed his reason. With a roar, Lu Mingfei abandoned his sword energy and clenched his fist, which whistled through the air, and slammed it hard into the face with a contemptuous smile!
Bang!
The instant the fist made contact, a tremendous force suddenly rebounded.
Lu Mingfei was hit as if by a cannonball, flying backward uncontrollably and crashing hard onto the cold stone floor, his internal organs seemingly displaced.
He struggled to get up and fight again, but his body suddenly stiffened, locked in place by an invisible force, unable to move even his fingertips.
"Ugh! What a disgrace!" The white-haired Lu Mingfei rubbed his forehead in frustration, utterly speechless. "You actually fell for such a low-level provocation..."
He glanced at Lu Mingfei, who was unable to move, and waved his hand dismissively.
"Get lost! I hate seeing you!"
Chapter 78 Sword
Lu Mingfei slowly clenched his fist, feeling the reality of regaining control of his body.
The boiling anger gradually cooled, replaced by an indescribable shock.
He stared intently at the "Lu Mingfei" in front of him, whose hair was as white as snow and whose face was full of disgust, his pupils trembling slightly.
“How is this possible…” Lu Mingfei muttered to himself.
He clearly remembered that he had only redeemed the Qi Refining Chapter of the Shangqing Sword Scripture from the system.
But when his thoughts completely calmed down, an astonishing fact surfaced in his mind—not only the Qi Refining chapter, but also the Foundation Establishment chapter, the Sword Core chapter, the Sword Infant chapter… all the way to the final Great Completion chapter, were all imprinted deep in his memory.
"Why..." Lu Mingfei's voice trembled slightly.
Even though they are all "Lu Mingfei", each of them has a completely different life trajectory and memories.
System Bro, why are you being so generous to him?
The gift was so generous that he could hardly bear it.
"What, aren't you going to get lost?" Lu Mingfei's voice interrupted his thoughts.
Lu Mingfei took a deep breath and lowered his head humbly:
"Teacher, what should I do next?"
To receive personal guidance from a "ruler" who has reached the pinnacle of the universe is an opportunity that one would absolutely desire.
Moreover, he remembered that the teacher had given him three days.
Although I can't feel the exact passage of time, I estimate that at most half an hour has passed.
"Oh? Aren't you in a hurry to go back and spend some time with your fiancée Ling and Liu Miaomiao?" The white-haired Lu Mingfei smiled playfully, and casually tapped his finger.
The space between the two blurred for a moment, then solidified into a clear image.
Soft, warm light enveloped the room, and Lu Mingfei's "body" lay quietly on the bed, breathing steadily.
Ling stood quietly by the bed, like a guardian jade sculpture.
Liu Miaomiao was lying on the edge of the bed, seemingly asleep.
Lu Mingfei's pupils constricted instantly. He only glanced at it briefly before quickly looking away.
That warmth now feels more like an invisible interrogation.
He bowed again, bending at a perfect ninety-degree angle, and said firmly, "Please teach me, teacher!"
"Tsk tsk, going back now might actually get you a sweet kiss, huh?" The white-haired Lu Mingfei shook his head, feigning regret. "Really not going to reconsider?"
“Teacher! You don’t need to test me anymore,” Lu Mingfei suddenly straightened up, looking directly at the other person, “A moment of… tenderness can’t change anything, nor can it last. I need to become stronger!”
A barely perceptible hint of satisfaction flashed across Lu Mingfei's white-haired eyes as he nodded and said:
"Good, come with me!"
The scene before my eyes changed instantly, as if the delete key had been pressed.
A vast and ancient aura washed over him. Lu Mingfei found himself in an indescribably enormous palace.
The materials that make up the main hall seem to be alive, flowing and changing among starlight, flawless white jade, and deep sandalwood, exuding a strange and majestic luster.
Around the main hall, thirty-six towering sword racks stood solemnly, each with three divine weapons of different auras leaning against it!
The chilling killing intent was almost tangible; the sharp, cold light flowed and danced on the blade, as if the air itself was being cut and produced a subtle hum.
Just one glance is enough to pierce your mind with its unparalleled sharpness.
“Pick one,” Lu Mingfei’s white-haired voice echoed in the empty hall, “I will teach you how to use a sword.”
Lu Mingfei suppressed his shock and cautiously scanned the imposing divine swords.
Finally, he walked to the nearest sword rack, his gaze falling on the beautiful longsword that was crystal clear and flowed with azure light.
He reached out and tentatively grasped the hilt of the sword—
Noisy!
A strong electric shock instantly shot through his arm! Lu Mingfei groaned, as if bitten by a snake, and abruptly pulled his hand back.
"Xiao Qi, don't be so presumptuous!" Lu Mingfei, with his white hair, frowned slightly and reprimanded him with a hint of helplessness.
The voice just fell.
Under Lu Mingfei's astonished gaze, the crystal-clear blue longsword suddenly burst into a dazzling blue light!
When the light faded, a little girl with blue hair, who looked about eight or nine years old, was standing there, wearing a crystal-shimmering dress!
"Waaah—Lord Dao, please don't!" Xiao Qi cried as she rushed over and clung tightly to the white-haired Lu Mingfei's leg. "I don't want this weak guy to touch me! I'll become stupid!"
Lu Mingfei was completely petrified—the sword… had turned into a little girl?!
He even caught a glimpse of the little girl wailing and pretending to cry, while taking advantage of the moment when the white-haired Lu Mingfei wasn't paying attention, she made an exaggerated face at him, showing off her two little tiger teeth.
"If you cause any more trouble, you'll be imprisoned for a thousand years." Lu Mingfei's voice instantly turned icy, devoid of any warmth.
Xiao Qi froze, her arrogant demeanor instantly deflated.
She pouted, tears welling in her eyes, and slowly moved back to Mingfei, glancing back every few steps.
The blue light flashed again, and with a "clang," the beautiful yet aloof blue sword lay obediently on the sword rack once more.
Lu Mingfei was speechless for a moment, feeling both amused and exasperated. Should he still touch the sword?
"Master."
Just then, on a sword rack to the right, a crimson longsword, its entire body resembling congealed blood and exuding a bloodthirsty and ferocious aura, gleamed slightly.
Amidst the swirling red light, the figure of a man in a dark red robe with a stern face materialized out of thin air and solemnly bowed to the white-haired Lu Mingfei.
"Your subordinate, Chi Xiao, is willing to assist this lord. I, Xiao Qi, am young and have been impolite. I beg you, Dao Lord, to calm your anger and not hold it against her." His voice was deep and powerful, with a metallic resonance.
The white-haired Lu Mingfei turned his gaze to Lu Mingfei and asked in a deep voice, "What do you mean?"
"I...I'm fine with anything! I'll follow your instructions, teacher!" Lu Mingfei quickly replied, feeling even more favorably disposed towards the crimson sword that exuded a calm yet murderous aura.
My choice of Xiaoqi was purely based on distance.
“Very well. Chixiao, then you shall do it.” The white-haired Lu Mingfei nodded, and with a light wave of his sleeve, an invisible force soothed the light of the small blue sword on the sword rack, making it slightly gentler.
The man named Chixiao bowed again.
Immediately, the red light receded, and the crimson divine sword, engraved with mysterious runes and with a blade that looked like it was burning with hellfire, emitted a low hum and flew down in front of Lu Mingfei with a "whoosh," stopping steadily with its tip pointing to the ground.
Lu Mingfei took a deep breath, and with a thirst for power, he gripped the hilt of Chixiao's sword!
Om-!
An overwhelming surge of heat, like lava bursting its banks, instantly blasted into his arm from the hilt of the sword, sweeping through his limbs and bones!