Chapter 43

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Yan Yan had never seen such a scene before. She had never encountered a secret manual that would completely disappear after being learned, nor one that could only be studied by a single person.

But the Pig Slaughtering Sword Technique in front of her truly became a secret manual for Yang Dingtian alone.

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"Boom..."

Yang Dingtian felt a flash of light in his mind, and suddenly found himself in a void illusion. A platform made of white jade floated in the sea of clouds, like a fairyland.

Yang Dingtian stood on this jade platform.

He was incredibly astonished. How could learning a martial technique be so mysterious?

"Whoosh..." A gust of wind blew, and the white cloud rapidly condensed into a human figure, ethereal and indistinct, moving with the wind, shapeless and formless.

"It's been ten thousand years, and finally, someone has come in." The figure sighed, with an ancient and distant voice.

Yang Dingtian suppressed his excitement, stepped forward, and bowed, saying, "Yang Dingtian, I pay my respects to the senior."

The figure, composed of clouds, glanced at Yang Dingtian, then quickly approached, a cloud of smoke circling around him.

"The vast universe, formless and boundless, it turns out that someone from another dimension is learning my sword technique. Interesting, very interesting." The figure laughed heartily, then a breath of energy suddenly entered Yang Dingtian's body, circulating once.

"Nine Yang Mystic Veins, one in a billion, good, very good!" The figure smiled. "You are called Yang Dingtian? I am called Xuwu Piaoyan, the author of the Pig Slaughtering Sword Technique. Before you learn the first stage of this Pig Slaughtering Sword Technique, I need to tell you some things..."

"Yes, senior." Yang Dingtian sat down cross-legged.

"More than ten thousand years ago, the legendary Great Cataclysm was about to come. No one in the world believed it, as the entire Chaotic Continent was at its peak of martial arts. But I gradually discovered many signs. Certain races suddenly disappeared, a vast landmass suddenly appeared in the depths of the distant sea, and stars kept falling from the sky."

"So, I gave up the temptation of becoming the strongest in the world. I traveled the world, covering ten thousand miles, trying to find the root of the world's destruction and save the entire Chaotic Continent. But the further I went, the closer the crisis of the world's destruction seemed. The aura of destruction grew stronger, and I felt the urgency of time. I was afraid I couldn't complete this task, so I needed someone to inherit my mission. If I failed, they could continue my journey and find the source of the world's destruction. So, while I continued my journey, I separated part of my mystic energy and soul to write this secret manual, the Pig Slaughtering Sword Technique."

"While searching for the Naga race in the depths of the Northern Mystic Sea, I wrote the first stage of the Pig Slaughtering Sword Technique. As for the second stage, I will choose where to write it, and whether I found the Naga race or not, I will tell you in the second stage."

The Naga race, born from the union of dragons and sea serpents, is the race closest to the divine dragon lineage in this world, the strongest race. Despite the legends of the Naga race that have persisted for thousands of years, and everyone knowing of their existence, no one has ever seen a Naga. Even Dongfang Niemie, who traveled the world, never found any traces of the Naga.

"Since only the strongest mystic veins can enter the secret manual to practice, I set this condition when I wrote it. I never thought it would take over ten thousand years to wait for someone to learn it.

"Yang Dingtian, are you willing to follow in my footsteps, find the source of the world's destruction, and try to save the entire Chaotic Continent?" Xuwu Piaoyan asked slowly.

"I am willing." Yang Dingtian said, "But, the Great Cataclysm has already happened. Ten thousand years ago, this world was destroyed."

"Already destroyed?" Xuwu Piaoyan's shadow trembled, almost dispersing.

"Indeed, it was destroyed, as expected... How did it happen?" Xuwu Piaoyan sighed.

Yang Dingtian said, "The world changed, the sea turned into mountains, and mountains turned into the sea. The land sank, rivers disappeared, and the sky and earth were turned upside down. After thousands of years of the Great Cataclysm, the surviving humans began to reproduce again, relying on ancient martial arts scrolls to develop martial arts civilization once more."

Xuwu Piaoyan sighed for a long time, then said, "You haven't found the source of the world's destruction yet, have you?"

"No," Yang Dingtian said, "Not even anyone has looked for it."

"Then you should look for it," Xuwu Piaoyan said. "When you become strong enough, follow in my footsteps to find the source of the world's destruction. Only then can I rest in peace."

"Yes, Senior Xuwu," Yang Dingtian said, "But I have many missions to complete. I need to finish all of them before I can search for the source of the world's destruction."

"Of course, before you become a Martial Saint, you won't be able to follow in my footsteps to find the source of the world's destruction. You can't even pass through the Bosuo Formation," Xuwu Piaoyan said.

After hearing this, Yang Dingtian felt an additional burden on his shoulders.

"Now, let's start learning the first stage of the Pig Slaughtering Sword Technique, the Xuwu Nine Tribulations Sword!"

Hearing the name of the sword technique, Yang Dingtian's heart raced, and he couldn't help but ask, "Senior Xuwu, is this Xuwu Nine Tribulations Sword powerful?"

Xuwu Piaoyan was taken aback, then said calmly, "The strongest in the world!"

Yang Dingtian's body trembled, and his blood seemed to surge.

"Now, I will demonstrate the first round of the Xuwu Nine Tribulations Sword!"

Instantly, the cloud figure drew a shadow sword and lightly swung it.

"The First Tribulation, the Descending World Sword!"

"Whoosh..." Xuwu Piaoyan's figure moved like a crane, the sword light dazzling, and his steps graceful like a fairy.

"The Second Tribulation, the All-Encompassing Sword!"

"The Third Tribulation, the Heartless Sword!"

"The Fourth Tribulation, the Soul-Stealing Sword!"

"The Fifth Tribulation, the Boundless Sword!"

"The Sixth Tribulation, the Selfless Sword!"

"The Seventh Tribulation, the Great Sorrow Sword!"

"The Eighth Tribulation, the Cataclysmic Sword!"

"The Ninth Tribulation, the Tribulationless Sword!"

"Swish, swish, swish, swish..." Endless swords, endless shadows.

Within a kilometer, Xuwu Piaoyan's figure filled the entire area.

Each move and each technique left a lingering shadow in the air.

In the entire space, thousands of shadows were frozen in the air, creating a grand and awe-inspiring scene.

Connecting these thousands of shadows together formed the complete Xuwu Nine Tribulations Sword, the strongest sword technique in the world.

Instantly, Yang Dingtian was completely immersed in this incredibly profound and powerful sword technique.

Indeed, it was the strongest sword in the world. Each move and each technique was so profound, so magnificent, and so terrifying.

It seemed that each move drained all the spiritual energy in the world, and each technique burned all the brilliance.

It was as if it wasn't a person wielding the sword, but a fairy. Dancing through the vicissitudes of life, dancing through the calamities of the world.

Truly the strongest sword in the world!

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"Whoosh, whoosh..." Instantly, the thousands of shadows turned to ashes, forming countless ashes that coalesced back into Xuwu Piaoyan.

"Did you remember it?" Xuwu Piaoyan asked.

Yang Dingtian closed his eyes, recalling the entire Xuwu Nine Tribulations Sword in his mind, over and over, as if engraving it in his brain.

"I remember it, senior," Yang Dingtian said.

"Good, I will demonstrate it again," Xuwu Piaoyan said.

Saying this, Xuwu Piaoyan floated in the air and demonstrated the Xuwu Nine Tribulations Sword again.

Another astonishing and profound scene made Yang Dingtian immerse himself in it again, as if watching a fairy's sword dance.

Sheathing the sword, Xuwu Piaoyan asked, "Did you remember it?"

Yang Dingtian fell into deep thought, replaying each move and technique in his mind. Although it was more difficult than before, he still remembered it.

"What do you feel?" Xuwu Piaoyan asked.

"It seems different from the first time, the moves and techniques are simpler and have changed," Yang Dingtian said.

"Very good," Xuwu Piaoyan smiled. "I will demonstrate it a third time."

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Next, the fourth time.

The fifth time.

The sixth time.

...

After the eighth time, Xuwu Piaoyan asked, "Now, do you remember it?"

Yang Dingtian's face became incredibly painful, and he finally shook his head. "I can't remember it, because each time is different, and some moves are even completely opposite."

"Then what do you feel, what impression do you have?" Xuwu Piaoyan asked.

"Each time it gets simpler, and each time it looks less impressive," Yang Dingtian said.

Xuwu Piaoyan laughed heartily. "Good, then watch the ninth time, the last time."

Then, Xuwu Piaoyan swung the shadow sword and performed the ninth round of the Xuwu Nine Tribulations Sword.

A straight thrust.

"The First Move, Throat Slit!"

Then, a swift slash.

"The Second Move, Gut Slit!"

Next, a downward chop.

"The Third Move, Head Severed!"

Then, the sword twisted.

"The Fourth Move, Heart Removed!"

Next, the sword vibrated and moved like a snake.

"The Fifth Move, Gut Cleaned!"

Then, the sword flashed from different angles, striking four times.

"The Sixth Move, Limbs Severed!"

Next, the sword moved from top to bottom, a powerful vertical slash.

"The Seventh Move, Halved!"

Then, the sword moved up and down, horizontally and vertically.

"The Eighth Move, Bone Stripped!"

Finally, the sword stabbed downward and pierced.

"The Ninth Move, Sword on the Board!"

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Soon, Xuwu Piaoyan finished the ninth round of the Xuwu Nine Tribulations Sword.

At this moment, Yang Dingtian was completely stunned, standing there with wide eyes, motionless.

From the first to the ninth round.

He watched as the incredibly magnificent, complex, and profound Xuwu Nine Tribulations Sword transformed into the Pig Slaughtering Sword Technique.

The nine tribulations became the nine steps of slaughtering a pig.

From such magnificence to such vulgarity; from such complexity to such simplicity; from such sophistication to such baseness. From a fairy to a butcher.

"How do you feel?" Xuwu Piaoyan smiled.

Yang Dingtian's heart was still unsettled. He originally thought the name "Pig Slaughtering Sword Technique" was just a cover. The real name was the Xuwu Nine Tribulations Sword, which sounded profound. But he never expected that the Pig Slaughtering Sword Technique was truly called the Pig Slaughtering Sword Technique.

Yang Dingtian took a deep breath and said, "Having learned the Pig Slaughtering Sword, there is no sword in the world!"

"Very well..." Xuwu Piaoyan laughed heartily. "After the Pig Slaughtering Sword Technique, there is no sword in the world!"

Then, Xuwu Piaoyan said, "If it were just the Pig Slaughtering Sword Technique, it would be vulgar and have no profound power. But transforming from the complex and profound Xuwu Nine Tribulations Sword into the Pig Slaughtering Sword Technique, it becomes incredibly powerful. The strongest martial arts in the world ultimately simplify and return to their essence. Just as one must experience the繁华 to truly enjoy the淡薄. Only after experiencing magnificence can one have the right to be low-key."

After hearing this, Yang Dingtian deeply bowed. This was not only the truth of martial arts but also a philosophy of life.

Then, Xuwu Piaoyan said, "Now, try to perform the Xuwu Nine Tribulations Sword, over and over. Follow your intuition, and let your mystic energy follow your intuition. Let me see your talent and insight, and how this sword technique will manifest its astonishing power in you."

"Yes, senior!" Yang Dingtian said, then extended his right hand, and a virtual shadow sword slowly appeared in his hand.

Taking a deep breath and closing his eyes, Yang Dingtian entered the world of the Xuwu Nine Tribulations Sword.

"Whoosh..." The sword light flashed, and a gust of wind blew.

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