Chapter 7: The Cruel Sword Technique

  Looking at the content below, it seems that this is just a prerequisite and not the most important condition, but rather just one possibility, the possibility of mastering this sword technique.

  The Black Book's cultivation of this swordsmanship is so harsh that it makes people dare not approach, Ye Chen can't think of any martial artist who has cultivated to a high level and still has the courage to re-cultivate this swordsmanship.

  To cultivate this swordsmanship, the first thing to do is to cultivate the matching inner skill and mental method, which is called Huajian Jue. It explains how to transform one's internal energy into a sword mantra, and then display it through swordsmanship. On the surface, it seems that one's internal energy has not decreased.

  However, considering the previous sixteen words, it is necessary to abolish all the internal force that has been cultivated. This method, even if the Huajian Jue has been cultivated, cannot return to the previous cultivation realm in a short period of time. Although the introduction in this book looks very powerful, who can say what the real effect is? Ye Chen couldn't be sure either.

  If it takes a year and a half to recover to the current level, what's the point? For Ye Chen, maybe in the future he will have a greater role, but Ye Chen will definitely not cultivate, at least now Ye Chen has something to consider, after all, he is not living alone, there is also a little sister to take care of, and cannot afford for Ye Chen to do nothing for a year.

  So just by looking at the first part of Huajian Jue, Ye Chen had the idea of giving up. Although from Mingyue and Su Hao's conversation, he heard that this was a good secret book, and it might even be an advanced secret book, but Ye Chen still didn't dare to gamble, didn't dare to bet his own future and survival.

  However, Ye Chen did not close the book, but instead continued to read on. His years of reading experience had made him extremely patient, and even if it was a book that didn't have much use for him, he could still patiently read through it, and perhaps find something he wanted.

  Apart from internal skills and mental methods, the practice of that sword move made Ye Chen's whole body feel cool. First, he had to find an extraordinary good sword, then insert the sword into his body from the top of his head through the Baihui acupoint, and only then could he practice this sword technique.

  "With the sword as body, with blood to nourish the sword, mutually supportive and inseparable, ultimately becoming one with the sword, man is the sword, the sword is man, man and sword united, dominating the world!" Simple words yet revealing a bloody, ruthless aura, while also exuding an air of pride.

  Is this still a swordsmanship that humans can cultivate? Let the sword pierce from the top of the head, is this still a swordsmanship? It's purely suicidal! Ye Chen muttered to himself, almost losing his soul. At some point, Ye Chen closed the book in his hand, feeling a sense of disappointment. Although he had gained some insights from the secret manual, it hadn't been much help.

  Ye Chen put the secret book in the cabinet, then tidied up and headed home. Although he had called Xiaoxue, he wasn't sure when he would return, but since he had finished reading the book now, of course, he should go back.

  It's already past eight, and the sky has completely darkened, but this is summer, so there are still many people on the streets eating, chatting, strolling, talking about love. Yexin looked at everything around her with a calm demeanor, without any desire to blend in.

  Back home, the lights in the house were still on. Yexin knocked on the door and heard Yues voice, which was crisp and sweet. Yexin smiled faintly and replied, then heard footsteps running towards him. Yues joyful face appeared before Yexins eyes once again.

  "Didn't you say you wouldn't be back tonight?" Yexue asked with a smile.

  "Huh? Why isn't Xiaoxue welcoming me?" Ye Chen joked with a smile.

  "Xiaoxue, come on in quickly." Yexue stuck out her tongue and hastily made way for Yechen to enter.

  "Brother, have you eaten?" Ye Xue asked as soon as Ye Chen entered the room.

  "Not yet, just in time as I'm hungry." Ye Chen looked at the covered dishes on the table and said with a smile, while lifting the lid off, revealing the dinner that was still warm.

  "Xiao Xue, have you eaten?"

  "I've already eaten, the dishes are cold, I'll go heat them up for you." Xiaoxue said, looking at the slightly cooled dishes on the table.

  "Haha, no need, the summer heat is just right for eating." As he spoke, Ye Chen picked up his chopsticks and started eating. Xiao Xue sat on one side, watching Ye Chen devouring his food with a faint smile on her face.

  Ye Chen was eating, glanced at home, and his face gradually sank. Ye Xue looked at her brother who had been fine just now, suddenly sinking his face, didn't know what happened, turned to look in the direction where Ye Chen had looked before.

  A hint of moisture appeared in Yexue's eyes, and her expression flurried. Just as she was about to explain, Yechen raised his hand to stop her, asking in a deep voice: "Xiaoxue, has that chill come out again?" Yechen stared tightly at Yexue.

  Ye Xue's small face was pale, looking at her brother's gloomy face, Ye Xue could only nod obediently. Ye Chen put down his chopsticks and reached out to hold Ye Xue's small hand, feeling a chill as soon as he touched it.

  Ye Chen's face was solemn, this time it had been brought forward again, from once every two months, now it has evolved into once a month, the fireflies in the house were simply not enough.

  "Little Snow, are there any fireflies left?" Ye Chen thought of something and asked in a low voice.

  Ye Xue's eyes fluttered in panic, her face a picture of alarm and helplessness, as she whispered: "There's more." Her voice was laced with a hint of worry.

  Ye Chen looked at Ye Xue's expression and knew that things were probably worse than he had imagined, so he said in a low voice to Ye Xue: "Xiao Xue, go get all the fireflies!"

  Ye Xue's expression became even more flustered, she raised her head with a look as if she was about to cry, "Really, there is still."

  "Go get it!" Ye Chen's serious tone did not allow Ye Xue to refute.

  Every time Ye Chen made a serious face, Ye Xue knew it was a sign that he was about to get angry, so Ye Xue stopped arguing and lowered his head, returning to his bedroom to take out the firefly stone, which was a bag, and the bag contained fireflies.

  Ye Chen took over the bag and checked it, his face turned very ugly. Originally, there should have been three fireflies left, but now only one was left. The other two must have been used by Ye Xue. As for blaming Ye Xue, it wasn't worth it. After all, this was originally prepared for Ye Xue.

  However, now Ye Xue uses more and more fireflies, and the family's credit points are not enough. Ye Chen stared blankly at a firefly in his bag.

  Ye Xue still thought that her brother was angry, and somewhat timidly pulled at Ye Chen, "Brother, Little Snow knows she's wrong, in the future Little Snow will use fewer of these fireflies."

  Ye Chen came back to his senses, looked at Xiao Xue's timid appearance, and smiled hoarsely. He patted Xiao Xue's head and said with a smile: "Haha, Xiao Xue is right, when it's time to use it, just use it. From now on, you have to tell me about this kind of consumption, okay?"

  "Aren't you angry?" Ye Xue looked at Ye Chen with timid eyes.

  "Hehe, don't be angry! Little Snow, you must tell your brother next time, okay?" Ye Chen smiled and stroked Ye Xue's head.

  Ye Xue looked at her brother's smile, let out a gentle sigh of relief, and smiled back, "En, okay!" Ye Xue nodded heavily.

  "How often does the cold air appear now?" Ye Chen's expression turned solemn once again.

  "It's almost ten days once, but I feel that the cold air is not so hard to bear, brother, Xiaoxue can bear it, no need for fireflies." Ye Xue said with her eyes open.

  "Silly girl, that kind of cold energy is even hard for your brother to withstand, how could it not need fireflies? Alright, go rest now, don't worry." Ye Chen smiled and patted Ye Xue.

  "It's really not needed!" Ye Xue said again, a hint of stubbornness flashing across her small face.

  "Hehe, got it, no need. Go to sleep quickly then." Ye Chen said with a smile.

  "En." Ye Xue nodded, not saying much else, and returned to her bedroom. Back in her room, Ye Xue sat cross-legged on the bed, staring blankly at the window, where the moonlight poured down, bringing a sense of coolness to her soul on this sweltering night.

  Ye Xue's face grew stronger under the moonlight, her fists clenched tighter, and she sat cross-legged on the bed, closing her eyes. If someone were to observe from outside, they would surely see a thin layer of frost quietly appearing on Ye Xue's face.

  And this thin layer of ice was gradually spreading, slowly from her cheeks to her body, until Ye Xue's entire body was shrouded in a layer of thin ice, under the moonlight it looked crystal clear and exceptionally clean, it would even make people feel a faint sense of holiness.

  But no one noticed all this, nor would they notice the painful expression on Ye Xue's face...