Lin Qingyue’s performance undoubtedly gave everyone a great surprise. Many Inner Sect top geniuses felt a bitter taste in their hearts, and finally realized what kind of monstrous beings these Saint Heirs and saintesses were. Apart from the Haoyue Saint Son, there was now another saintess with Sword Intent Perfection.
That final unique state was deemed unsolvable; if they were in her place, they could only admit defeat obediently.
This victory won Lin Qingyue a spot in the top eight, while Bian Ruxue was relegated to the loser’s bracket, and would need consecutive victories there to advance to the top ten, which was even more difficult.
Soon, a new round of combat unfolded.
This time the two Saint Heirs were evenly matched, fighting to a standstill, with use of the Five Extremes Realm that kept the audience on the edge of their seats, more so than the earlier matches in terms of spectacle.
After all, the previous two battles had one side clearly outmatching the other, making them seem less intense.
When the battle concluded, the entire fighting stage had been pitted with deep craters; one of the Saint Heirs was unconscious and covered in blood, while the other also bore a similar wretched state, with his War Body nearly shattered.
Such a fierce battle caused the disciples watching to be terrified; this was the confrontation of Holy Level disciples indeed.
Li Hao was also quietly observing the battle, gradually incorporating the secret skills passed on to these Saint Heirs and saintesses by their mentors, skills that were not to be found in the Sword Tower, belonging to the unique abilities created by Semi-Saints.
Although now they were incorporated into his panel, Li Hao knew he could not rashly use them; such stealth learning was taboo.
However, once incorporated into the panel, they would blend with other Cultivation Techniques, eventually deducing another technique. Even if used, it would be different and not noticeable.
This incorporation of Cultivation Techniques would also enhance Li Hao’s Dao Domain by several layers.
Not long after the intense top eight clashes ended, there was a three-day break for rest and recovery.
Then the battles in the loser’s bracket would take place, with eight striving for two spots to join the top ten, followed by the decider for the top ten.
Li Hao, observing the battles of the day, felt that if Lin Qingyue performed well, she could definitely make it into the top three.
Apart from the Haoyue Saint Son, there was another Spiritual Fantasy Holy Son with Sword Intent Perfection, who was incredibly formidable.
And naturally, this Holy Son’s Illusory Sword techniques had also been included in Li Hao’s panel. By deducing it to the highest level, he came to understand it.
This Sword Intent also blended into Li Hao’s own Sole Sword Intent, making his Sword Intent a bit sharper.
During the three-day break, Lin Qingyue continued to meditate on sword techniques in the courtyard. Li Hao felt she was a bit too tense.
“Why don’t you take a good rest these few days and relax a bit?”
Li Hao saw that aside from eating and drinking, she was usually holding a sword, even more engrossed than he was when playing chess.
Lin Qingyue opened her eyes and saw Li Hao looking like he was about to go out, she rarely asked, “Where are you going?”
Li Hao often went out in the past, but she never inquired.
“I’m heading to the Sword Tower to fish with someone. Would you like to come and see?”
Li Hao said with a smile.
Lin Qingyue was surprised at heart; the Sword Tower was the domain of the Sword Master.
She thought for a moment, then got up and said, “Okay, I’ll come with you for a walk.”
Li Hao was somewhat surprised; it was a casual invitation, and he never expected her to agree.
“Okay, let’s go together,” Li Hao said with a smile, always practicing the sword and thinking could easily lead to a bottleneck. Sometimes relaxation was more conducive to cultivation, similar to how he cycled between playing chess and painting. Otherwise, one could get stuck in a rut and miss out on much of the scenery.
Occasionally experiencing different perspectives can inspire new thoughts and insights.
Right away, Li Hao flew through the air, leading the way.
Lin Qingyue followed behind, her expression revealing a touch of amusement. Li Hao had been in the Holy Land for just a year and already seemed like a regular, familiar with the place.
On the contrary, although she had been cultivating in the Holy Land for many years, she hadn’t seen all of it herself, mostly just eating, drinking, and practicing the sword, staying in her courtyard.
Before long, Li Hao brought Lin Qingyue to Saint Mountain, where many disciples recognized Lin Qingyue and exclaimed in surprise.
Li Hao felt a bit helpless; having a saintess by his side was like accompanying a big star out, drawing quite a bit of attention.
Luckily, the Sword Tower was a sacred place, and disciples did not linger, making it very quiet.
The Sword Attendant man, seeing Li Hao’s arrival, directed his gaze to Lin Qingyue, who was following behind, and expressed surprise, “What is this?”
Lin Qingyue recognized this Sword Attendant man; when she originally came to the Sword Tower to select a Cultivation Technique she knew he was a disciple of the Sword Master, extremely powerful, a standout in the Dao Law Realm. Even they, the Saint Heirs and saintesses, might not be his match.
After all, he was a Holy Level disciple from the previous era, now centuries older than them with naturally far more terrifying cultivation.
“Here to fish, just taking her out for a walk,”
Li Hao said with a smile.
The Sword Attendant man glanced at Lin Qingyue; she remained calm, though her gaze shifted away, showing a hint of awkwardness.
The Sword Attendant man chuckled and said, “Alright, go ahead, the Sword Master is waiting for you. He even said that without you there to keep him company while fishing, it’s not as enjoyable.”
Li Hao smiled inwardly; although he and the Sword Master were very quiet when fishing, the feeling when a fish bit was another matter. Accustomed to competing in fishing, to return to doing it alone really lacked the same charm. Find your next read on My Virtual Library Empire
After greeting the man, Li Hao led Lin Qingyue around the bamboo forest of the Sword Tower, heading towards Sword Cliff.
Lin Qingyue followed, her heart filled with astonishment and curiosity. Was he really fishing with the Sword Master?
And it seemed he was quite familiar with the place. His frequent outings previously couldn’t have all been here, could they?