Chapter 12: The Four-Directional Guigu Sword

“If we continue to be so suspicious of each other, I’m afraid neither of us will get what we want.”

Jiang Sanjia pondered for a long time, then said, “How about this: I will teach you our Ghost Valley Sect’s Hundred Steps Flying Sword as a down payment?”

An Jing shook his head and said, “I’m not interested in this Hundred Steps Flying Sword.”

He already possessed the Return to One Sword Art, a True Martial-level Mind-Cultivation Technique. If he could obtain the Hundred Steps Flying Sword, it would indeed be icing on the cake, but if he were deceived by this old man, it would not be worth the loss.

Jiang Sanjia said, “Our Ghost Valley Sect’s Hundred Steps Flying Sword is a Heavenly Martial-level Sword Art. Is Your Excellency truly unmoved?”

A Heavenly Martial-level martial art?

An Jing’s heart stirred. Since obtaining the Earth Scroll, he had not yet acquired a Heavenly Martial-level martial art. Now, with this Heavenly Martial-level Sword Art before him, he was indeed somewhat tempted.

A cold sneer rose in Jiang Sanjia’s heart. As one of the oldest Schools, Ghost Valley’s profound heritage was rare in the entire Jianghu. The Hundred Steps Flying Sword was indeed a Heavenly Martial-level Sword Art, but it was also the most difficult Heavenly Martial martial art to Cultivate.

Throughout the history of the Ghost Valley Sect, only a handful of people had managed to Cultivate this Hundred Steps Flying Sword.

One must know that the Ghost Valley Sect only recruited Geniuses, and in the vast river of time, these Geniuses were as numerous as carp crossing a river. However, most of them failed to Cultivate this Hundred Steps Flying Sword, which shows the difficulty of this Hundred Steps Flying Sword.

In this generation, no one has yet learned this Sword Art.

Since this thing is generally unlearnable, what does it matter if he gives it to the person in front of him?

Anyway, even if he gives it to him, he won’t be able to learn it.

“Alright, just recite it. If it’s real, I’ll rescue you.”

An Jing said indifferently.

“Alright, I will recite this Sword Art now. Listen carefully, there’s only one time.”

Jiang Sanjia nodded and began to recite the outline of the Hundred Steps Flying Sword: “All living beings are poisoned, the world is ablaze, thousands of Sword Schools, only I am all-encompassing. The sky hangs with stars and moon, the earth enters Ghost Valley, one horizontal and one vertical, difficult to resolve for a hundred years.”

Upon hearing this, An Jing felt it was incredibly profound. The Moves of the Sword Art were even more like a divine inspiration, making his eyes light up.

The horizontal sword attacks with strategy, seeking its advantage, which is 'Bai'; the vertical sword attacks with momentum, seeking its reality, which is 'He'. Baihe is the Dao of heaven and earth. Bai is open, He is closed, and the Ghost Valley Sect conforms to yin and yang. Baihe is the Dao of vertical and horizontal.

Each sword, each Move, was not only exquisitely subtle but also contained the core philosophy of Ghost Valley. The vast Concept within it was also extraordinary.

This made An Jing feel a deep sense of curiosity about the Ghost Valley Sect.

“This is the Hundred Steps Flying Sword.”

Finally, Jiang Sanjia exhaled deeply.

Looking at the black-clothed man, whose brows were still furrowed, a cold sneer rose in Jiang Sanjia’s heart. What did it matter if he told him the outline of the Hundred Steps Flying Sword? Without the Ghost Valley Heart Sutra, even if he was a Prodigy, he would find it difficult to Cultivate successfully.

Throughout the history of the Ghost Valley School, there have been countless Prodigies, and even with the help of the Ghost Valley Heart Sutra, not many have succeeded in Cultivating it.

“It's not false.”

An Jing nodded. His swordsmanship was already exquisite, so he could naturally discern whether the sword technique was genuine or not. Jiang Sanjia spoke with conviction, and the sword technique was indeed not false.

Moreover, at this moment, changes had occurred on the Earth Scroll.

Cultivation: First Rank

Fate: Auspicious Star Shining Brightly

Bone Structure: Prodigy

Martial Arts: Sword Drawing Technique, Sword Hiding Technique, Sword Control Technique, Nine Character Sword Secret, Soaring Nine Heavens Movement Technique, Great Luo Heart Method, Aura Concealment Technique, Hundred Steps Flying Sword (Third Layer)

Hint 1: Host’s fate has not yet taken root (one year remaining). When performing martial arts, do not let others know the Host’s identity, otherwise, a black Opportunity will be obtained.

Hint 2: There is a person in the Yu Prefecture City dungeon who can deduce heavenly secrets. A yellow Opportunity (the whereabouts of the bodhi pearl) can be obtained from him.

With the existence of the Earth Scroll, no matter how difficult the martial art, An Jing could easily get started. Coupled with his bone structure and fate, his Cultivation speed would naturally be very fast.

And most martial arts, apart from Mind-Cultivation Techniques, are divided into ten layers. Being able to get started with the Hundred Steps Flying Sword immediately after Cultivating it indicates An Jing’s profound mastery of swordsmanship.

“Then Your Excellency should fulfill his promise now, shouldn’t he?”

Jiang Sanjia said.

“Naturally.”

An Jing smiled, and the long sword at his waist was unsheathed.

This Jiang Sanjia was related to his bodhi pearl, so he naturally wouldn’t refuse to save him.

Chirp!

Internal Energy frantically poured into the ordinary iron sword, emitting a red stream of light.

“What profound Internal Energy!”

Seeing An Jing make his Move, Jiang Sanjia knew that An Jing’s strength was by no means ordinary.

The stream of light struck heavily on the iron chains.

“Clang! Clang! Clang!”

With a flash of sword light, like cutting mud with iron, the three iron chains instantly broke.

An Jing kicked open the cell door, raised his arm, and countless sword lights seemed to dance, instantly shattering all the iron chains wrapped around Jiang Sanjia. Finally, he gracefully sheathed his sword.

The iron chains on Jiang Sanjia’s body broke, and he staggered, almost falling to the ground.

“Hurry up!”

Jiang Sanjia suppressed the wild joy in his heart and quickly said.

He knew it wasn’t time to be happy yet.

“Alas, we have trouble.”

An Jing sighed.

“What’s going on?”

Jiang Sanjia also looked into the distance of the dungeon.

“Swoosh! Swoosh!” “Swoosh! Swoosh!”

Just then, countless figures appeared in the dungeon.

“How dare you! You even dare to hijack a Heaven-rank prisoner from the dungeon?”

A cold shout echoed.

In the dim passage, Cao Anmin walked slowly.

“There is a road to Heaven, but you don't take it; there is no gate to Hell, but you come willingly.”

Cao Anmin shouted coldly.

Dozens of dungeon guards behind him instantly surrounded them, sealing off the entire dungeon impenetrable.

Bad news!

Jiang Sanjia’s brows furrowed, and he let out a heavy sigh.

“The iron chains in this dungeon are connected to the mechanisms above. As soon as the iron chains break, they will trigger the mechanisms above. Jiang Sanjia, do you really think we only rely on a few iron chains and cells to trap you?”

Cao Anmin looked at Jiang Sanjia, a playful smile on his lips.

His gaze never settled on An Jing. Under the Aura Concealment Technique, he felt that An Jing in front of him was simply too ordinary.

This was the entrance to the Heaven-rank cell. If they were on the street, he wouldn’t even glance at this person.

“Although I am severely injured now, you may not be able to stop me,” Jiang Sanjia said indifferently.

“Is that so?”

Just then, a stern voice sounded from afar.

As footsteps approached, a tall, nine-foot, extraordinarily muscular middle-aged man appeared. The man was shirtless, his muscles like gnarled roots, and his body was covered with dense scars, exuding a fierce aura.

His eyes were cold as knives, with a hint of bloodlust.

At first glance, it made people feel fear. Was this not a beast?

“Golden Sun Hand Liu Haoping?”

Jiang Sanjia’s heart was filled with chill. If it were only Cao Anmin, he would still have a chance to fish in troubled waters, but with Liu Haoping, the Yu Prefecture Branch Master of the Cao Gang, there was no chance left.