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Chapter 124.2

Meanwhile, the events of the day were spreading throughout the land at lightning speed.

Thousands of martial artists fought over a divine sword, and they all died?

Its said that the divine sword is too fierce, weighing over 3000 jin, capable of emitting flames on its own, and even Innate Astral Qi cant defend against it! So, in order to obtain this divine sword, everyone went into a frenzy!

The slaughter was so tragic, in the end, they all died!

This isnt a divine sword at all, its clearly a demonic sword, bringing death to so many as soon as it appeared in the world!

The most bizarre thing is that the magic sword actually recognizes that foolish emperor as its master?

Indeed, its bizarre. How could the divine sword choose him?

Although the divine sword was ominous, bringing slaughter upon its emergence, many people still coveted this blade.

Thus, martial artists often scaled the walls of the imperial palace to steal the sword.

At that moment, someone confronted Lin Beifan, threatening loudly, Hand over the divine sword, or Ill take your life!

Lin Beifan calmly pointed to the side and said.

The sword is over there. Help yourself!

The man turned his head and saw it, his excitement palpable: The divine sword is indeed here!

Without hesitation, he charged forward, reaching out to grasp the divine sword.

And then

There was no then, for the divine sword unleashed a burst of flames, instantly incinerating him to ashes.

Doesnt he weigh his own strength? Delusional to think he could take away the divine sword?

Lin Beifan had someone open the window, and the ashes were blown away by the wind through it.

Following this, many more experts infiltrated the imperial palace, each aiming to seize the divine sword.

Lin Beifan was very cooperative, but every person who touched the sword was burned to ashes by it, regardless of whether they were ordinary martial artists or Innate martial artists; all met the same fate, with not even their bones remaining.

Everyone was terrified, but the reputation of the demonic sword grew even more fearsome.

This really is a demonic sword, whoever touches it dies!

Why didnt that foolish emperor die when he touched it?

That foolish emperor is the swords master, so naturally, he was unharmed!

That divine sword has gone mad, why would it acknowledge that foolish emperor as its master? He doesnt even use it, what a waste of heavens gifts!

For real-for real!

Just then, a white-haired, emaciated old man approached Lin Beifan.

Lin Beifan asked, Are you also here to fight for the divine sword?

The other party shook his head, No, I have come for you!

For me?

Lin Beifan was puzzled, What do you want with me?

The old man looked at Lin Beifan with admiration as if gazing upon an uncut jade.

Ive heard from Ouyezi that you were chosen by the divine sword because you have a one-in-a-million talent in swordsmanship! I have lived for over a hundred years and dont have many years left. Therefore, I wish to impart my lifes ultimate sword techniques to you before I pass away in the hopes of having a successor! So, my disciple, why not kneel and accept me as your master?

Lin Beifan:

Lin Beifans mouth twitched, encountering for the first time someone who came to take him as a disciple.

With his current abilities, why would he need to seek a master to learn from?

Even if he were to seek one, what could this man, one foot in the grave and with strength not even at the level of a Grandmaster, possibly teach him?

Old man, have you lost your mind?

Lin Beifan spread his arms wide, speaking loudly, I am the ruler of a nation, wealthy beyond the four seas. Do you really think I would cast aside supreme power and wealth to learn martial arts from you?

The elder shook his head, Young man, why are you so fixated on supreme power and wealth? You should know that life is but a fleeting few decades, and in the end, we all return to dust! Only strength is eternal.

Lin Beifan sneered, Spare me. Look at yourself, with all your mighty martial skills, arent you still close to being buried in the ground?

You The old mans face turned red with strain.

So, whats the use of learning martial arts? In the end, everyone has to die, so why waste the time? Better to live a few decades of joyous life to the fullest and then depart contentedly! Lin Beifan laughed.

The old man trembled with anger: You truly are a rotten wood that cannot be carved!

Rotten wood?

Lin Beifan said with disdain: Youve lived most of your life and still havent understood as clearly as I have, and you have the nerve to call me rotten wood? Besides, what can you teach me even if you wanted to?

I can impart to you all the knowledge Ive acquired throughout my life!

The old man stroked his beard, his eyes cloudy as if lost in memories: My talent in martial arts was mediocre, and I had no particular gift for the way of the sword, but I have loved martial arts since I was young, practicing through the bitter cold of winter and the scorching heat of summer! Step by step, footprint by footprint, it took me over a hundred years to reach the level I am at now, just one step away from becoming a Grandmaster!

Unfortunately, I am old now, my vitality is waning, and my potential is exhausted. I never managed to take that final step, which is a great regret! Now, I dont have many years left, and I had hoped to find a quiet place to live out the rest of my days in peace!

But I have heard that the divine sword has recognized you, and I suspect you might be a prodigy in the way of the sword! Therefore, I have sought you out, hoping to pass on my lifetime of knowledge to you before I die!

Lin Beifan was deeply moved: Thank you, elder, for your high regard. I am truly flattered!

So, will you learn or not? the old man asked expectantly.

Lin Beifan shook his head: I will not learn!

The old man:

One reason is that I have no time to learn, and the second is that you really cant teach me anything! Lin Beifan explained.

Cant teach you? Youre saying that I, a person of over a hundred years, cant teach you anything?

The old man became angry: Then today we must have a proper discussion to see if this old man is qualified to teach you!

With that, he charged towards Lin Beifan.

You must not harm His Majesty! Liu Eunuch stepped forward, shouting loudly.

Rest assured, this old man would hate to hurt him. Im even thinking of taking him as my disciple! the old man said.

Lin Beifan waved his hand: Liu Eunuch, let him come! I will show him what it means to understand how high the sky is and how thick the earth is!

How arrogantly conceited!

The old man had already approached Lin Beifan, cupping his hands and saying, Please enlighten me!

Lin Beifan smiled faintly and said, I know of a sword, a sword without shadow, without form, even without substance, but it can always anticipate the enemys moves, striking later but arriving first and overcoming the enemy to win. Do you know what kind of sword that is?

The old man frowned and said, What kind of sword is that? Why have I never heard of it in my hundred years of wandering through the rivers and lakes?

Lin Beifan smiled and replied, Because this is a sword of the heart. Its technique follows the heart; it is inherently shadowless and formless, even intangible! You cannot see this sword, so naturally, you cannot see its flaws. If someone doesnt even have a sword technique, how can you possibly counter it? This is the essence of this sword, as the saying goes: To win with no sword is better than with a sword, to win with no move is better than with a move!'

The old man exclaimed, What a phrase! To win with no sword is better than with a sword, to win with no move is better than with a move! This truly is an exceptional sword, the ultimate truth of the sword path! If one could reach this realm, they would indeed be invincible in the world!

Lin Beifan asked, How does your sword compare to this one?

The old man replied with a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth, It does not compare. I have practiced the sword for over a hundred years, but I am still fixated on the sword in my hand! If the sword exists, I exist; if the sword perishes, I perish. Without my sword, my strength would be greatly reduced!

Therefore, I fall short in many ways compared to that sword. I am ashamed!

Lin Beifan nodded, Its good that you can recognize this.

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