Chapter 66

"Is it already the fourth day?"

Zongshou was taken aback, rubbing his forehead with a sigh. The power of the Half-Step Swing was truly formidable. Just a bowl of wine, and he had been in a daze for three days and three nights.

"Then what about my so-called big brother? Where is he now?"

"Lord Leidong is still at the Falling Cloud Waterfall. After the young master passed out that day, we set off the next day, heading for the Holy Cloud City."

Chuxue shook her head, seemingly in awe of Leidong. She then explained on his behalf: "Lord Leidong said that the matter of the Half-Step Swing was not something he intentionally kept secret. The wine was actually beneficial to the young master, and he had to drink a large bowl. Moreover, he has some important matters to attend to recently and cannot travel with us. However, he will handle any troublemakers for us. The city lord of Holy Cloud City is a close friend of his. There, the young master will be safe and sound. He also said that you two can meet again later, there's no need to rush—"

"Beneficial?"

Zongshou raised an eyebrow, stretching his limbs. He examined his body internally and was immediately stunned. His bones felt like a warm furnace, and the last trace of coldness had been completely eliminated, clearly indicating that his bone marrow had been refined. Additionally, his physical constitution had improved significantly, especially his bones, which had become much tougher.

He clenched his fist forcefully and could clearly feel that his strength had increased by a full thirty percent compared to before he passed out.

Most notably, the conflict between the two meridians seemed to have been harmonized to a considerable extent.

At this moment, he realized that the bowl of Half-Step Swing was not just wine but also a high-quality medicine that improved his constitution and aided his cultivation.

This wine, which was almost divine, was worth a hundred gold pieces per drop. Just one bowl of wine had equaled several days of arduous cultivation.

A hint of gratitude flashed in his eyes, but Zongshou's face remained cold as he said, "So, he got me drunk. I, Zongshou, should be grateful to him and owe him a favor?"

"Lord Leidong said the young master would say this."

Chuxue chuckled, her eyes bright. "He also said that the young master is the most compatible person he has met in recent years. It's strange, Lord Leidong only knew the young master for one day and didn't even talk much, but he seemed to understand the young master's character very well. But the young master is truly remarkable. Uncle Yin said that Lord Leidong is at the peak of the Heavenly Rank, one of the most outstanding figures in our Cloud Realm, who once caused a sensation in the Central Cloud Continent. The young master actually became brothers with him, which is truly unbelievable. With this great lord's protection, no one in the Heavenly Mountain can harm the young master in the slightest—"

Zongshou's brows furrowed slightly. Being under someone else's protection was not a desirable situation.

Chuxue's words were cut off halfway, and she seemed to blame herself. "It was all Snow's fault that day. If the young master didn't have the ability, it might have been a great disaster."

Hearing this, Zongshou also laughed wryly, forming a palm knife with his fingers and lightly tapping her head as a punishment.

"You know better now. Be more careful next time. There are too many strong people in the Cloud Realm. A single word or phrase could bring disaster."

While lecturing her, Zongshou's mind wandered, thinking about the situation. Since they had set off three days ago, they were probably only half a day's journey away from Holy Cloud City.

In that case, they were almost at that place.

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Still by the Falling Cloud Waterfall, Leidong sat by the river, motionless.

A huge crack had appeared on the distant Bright Mirror Mountain. The river nearby, where the sword cut had been made, was now filled with water. However, the scenery remained beautiful, even with a touch of imperfection.

Leidong, however, was not looking at the mountain or the water. Instead, he was staring at a large rock. On it were the sword marks left by Zongshou, as well as the sword cut he had made.

The former he found extremely displeasing, almost unbearable to look at. All his attention was focused on the latter, the shapeless sword mark.

"Damn! There are actually such geniuses in this world. He is only at the Martial Master level, and his sword technique is only at the Sword Resonance stage. Yet why do I feel that my brother's martial path is even more profound than mine? The sword intent within is truly in harmony with my mountain and water blade intent!"

Sighing, Leidong casually waved his hand, and a blade aura appeared in his hand. It was a bluish-purple color, with a powerful will running through it.

"After three days of contemplation, my blade intent's power has increased by a full ten percent. If people knew that I, Leidong, was inspired by the sword technique of a thirteen-year-old Martial Master, wouldn't they laugh at me?"

He smirked, but there was no trace of regret on his face, only joy.

"Ruo Tao, Ruo Tao! In three years, I, Leidong, will make you pay!"

At that moment, a dozen burly black-clad servants carried a long, strip-like object, about ten zhang in length, toward him. The object was covered with a large red cloth, making it impossible to see its shape.

A black-clad old man led the way, bowing respectfully. "Lord, the item you requested has been brought."

Leidong's eyes brightened, and he swept his sleeve, revealing the object beneath the red cloth.

It was a massive, fifteen-zhang-long blade, hollow inside and incredibly heavy. Leidong extended his hand, and the blade rose into the air, rolling over and fitting perfectly onto the ten-zhang-long giant sword.

Then, with a light 'click,' the mechanism locked in place, and the sword extended to fifteen zhang, exuding a powerful aura. The blade's spiritual energy remained undiminished.

Leidong casually waved the sword, and it felt as light as a needle.

"Not bad, not bad! Although it's still a bit light, it can be used for a while. However, the next layer of the blade sheath should be made as soon as possible."

Satisfied, Leidong put down the sword. The black-clad man hesitated, then bowed and said, "Lord, I heard that three days ago, you formed a brotherhood with the Crown Prince of Heavenly Mountain. Is this not too much? I also heard that Zongshou is on the verge of death and is a cripple who cannot cultivate. As a Heavenly Rank powerhouse, it is not appropriate for you to meddle in the affairs of the Eastern Cloud Continent—"

"Cripple? With such abilities, how can he be a cripple?"

Leidong snorted. "Even if he is a cripple, so what? I, Leidong, have decided that he is my brother. Since you're back, you can go to Holy Cloud City and look after him. Although there are a few innate cultivators secretly protecting my brother, I suspect they won't be able to protect him for long."

The black-clad old man was speechless, smiled bitterly, and changed the subject. "Let's put the brotherhood aside for now. Recently, you have been too generous. A carriage for a second-rank beast crystal. Even if you advance to the Martial Venerable rank, you can't afford such extravagance. Those minor figures are not worth your attention."

"Are you suggesting using force?"

Leidong smiled sarcastically. "Father once said something right: if something can be done with money, why use force? External possessions come and go. Why be so concerned? I, Leidong, act according to my heart, but I also want people to be convinced. Although I am not afraid of them, why create enmity?"

The black-clad old man was speechless again, thinking that even if you want to use money to win people over, you don't need to spend ten thousand taels of silver for a carriage. Then he saw Leidong smiling at the stone beside him.

"Moreover, this time, we not only didn't lose, but we gained a lot, a great deal!"

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