The battle was quite interesting, and Wang Wei learned a great deal. His father used the Sword Dao to the extreme, cutting off all his fate or any conceptual attacks. So, Wang Wei had to change tactics and use the advantage of his fleshly body to tire his opponent out before winning.
Regardless, he learned why swordsmen are the strongest attackers in this battle. With a stronger fleshly body, his father’s attack method drastically increased, making him even scarier than he used to be.
In this battle, Wang Wei finally realized how much the environment and luck affect a cultivator. His father’s talent is no worse than the Sword Empress. However, he suffered because he was born into the wrong generation, and his Heavenly Luck was insufficient.
He knew his father was the kind of talent that could become an Eternal Emperor without any help or even entering the Duyi Realm. Of course, it’s different for an Eternal Supreme. This kind of realm or stage requires luck, talent, and opportunity. Otherwise, no matter how talented a person is, they cannot become Eternal Supreme.
“How was your retreat?” asked Yu Yan.
“It went well,” replied Wang Tian with a smile. “I benefited a lot.” Wang Tian explained his experience and gains during the retreat.
“Let me see your body refining technique,” asked Wang Wei, and Wang Tian agreed and gave him a technique with a simple tile [Forging Sword Body]. The technique followed a similar system as the [Ancient Desolate Body Refining Scripture], tempering the skin, muscles, bones, and organs.
However, this body tempering technique does not require spiritual materials but uses the unique Sword Qi Wang Tian used to recondense his Primordial Spirit. As such, every blood and cell in his body contains sharp Sword Qi. Wang Tian even opened his Acupoints and stored potent sword energy in them.
“It’s a waste to store Sword Energy in your acupoints,” commented Wang Wei. “You should store actual swords: Innate Swords, to be exact.”
“I thought about that,” replied Wang Tian. “However, having more than 1 million Innate Swords is unrealistic.”
Even with the Dao Opening Sect’s deep foundation, he could not get his hands on such a large number of Innate weapons.
“You don’t have to use innate swords,” countered Wang Wei. “You can use the Pseudo Innate Pill Method to create Pseudo Innate Sword Embryos in your acupoints. Then, when I return the environment to innate, you can absorb innate qi between Heaven and Earth to transform the embryos into real Innate Swords.”
“That’s a great idea,” said Wang Tian, thinking how much more powerful his fleshly body would become after he succeeded. And in return, his swordsmanship will also reach a higher level.
“You have plenty of time to learn,” commented Yu Yan. “Plus, you can have someone refine the Sword Embryo for you; you only need to use your blood and soul mark in the process.”
“Mom’s right,” said Wang Wei. “So, don’t worry too much about it.”
Wang Tian nodded, “Then, it’s decided.”
“One last thing,” added Wang Wei. “Are you going to fuse the [Forging Sword Body] into your [Absolute Cut Sutra] or leave it as a separate technique?”
“Both,” he replied. “I want future generations who cultivate my technique to not make the same mistake as me and cultivate their bodies. I also think it can be used as a unique body refining technique for the sect.”
“It’s a good idea, but you should reduce the difficulty of cultivating this technique.”
“What do you mean?” asked Wang Tian.
“Do you think anyone is you and can condense your unique Sword Qi?” explained Yu Yan and a look of realization dawned on Wang Tian. He did not use regular Sword Qi that most swordsmen can use by imbuing the sharpness of swords into their Qi/energy. His Sword Qi originated from cultivating more than a trillion different swordsmanship, taking their essence and condensing them into Sword Qi.
His method requires extremely high swordsmanship talent and a lot of time. Wang Tian took more than two generations before he succeeded.
“You guys are right, but I’m not happy. If a person is not talented enough, they should not be cultivating my technique,” complained Wang Tian.
“You should think more about the sect,” added Yu Yan. “The Ancient Desolate Body Refining Scripture] is one of the sect’s most powerful and unique scriptures, but few people can cultivate it. I’m sure the Desolate Emperor regretted not leaving a weaker version that was easier to cultivate.”
“I agree with her.” Wang Wei was in the same situation as his father since he could foresee that few people would be able to cultivate his Transcending Fate Sutra. So, he left more accessible versions and things anyone could learn from; for example, how to open the Chakra and develop a more potent Divine Body Realm.
“Don’t nag: I will do it,” replied Wang Tian, his face immediately pale as soon these words came out of his mouth.
“What did you say?” asked Yu Yan, her eyes even scarier than Grand Dao. “So, you got a little power, and now think you can do whatever you want.”
“No, no, no: wife, I did not mean that–it was a slip of the tongue,” hurriedly explained Wang Tian. Unfortunately, his attempt was useless, so he looked at his son, hoping for assistance. Sadly, the latter looked like he did not see his signals, making him clench his teeth.
“Do you have any ideas to make this technique easier?” asked Wang Tian, trying to change the subject.
‘I’ll deal with you later,’ Yu Yan told him through Divine Sense, making Wang Tian’s heart skip a beat–he knew he was done.
“You can use Metal Qi for cultivation,” suggested Wang Wei. “Sharp Metal Qi from swords would be ideal.” Any metal or spiritual ore can release Metal or Gold Qi from the five elements. And the ones released from weapons like swords have certain properties which are perfect for cultivating the [Forging Sword Body].
“I’ll add the lesser version,” said Wang Tian, agreeing with his son that this method would indeed lower the requirement. The sect has a secret realm full of swords from past swordsmen; disciples can enter to comprehend their Sword Will. In the future, they can also enter to temper their bodies with his technique.
“By the way, I sense my father was not in his hut: did something happened?”
“The old man left his seclusion, and most of his Dao Heart was healed,” said Wang Wei.
“Really? That’s good news.” Wang Tian has been with his father for many years, and he knew the latter was holding on by a thread; things got worse after his mother’s death, but Wang Tian never noticed until way later.
For many years, he lived in fear that he would wake up one day and his father would tell him he decided to join his mother in Samsara.
One of the driving forces behind his desire to prove the Dao was to find a way to cure his father’s Dao Heart. Unfortunately, fate was not on his side, and there was no Heaven Will Battle in his generation. Alas, he had to leave everything to his son.
Many thoughts flashed in Wang Tian’s mind. He remembered how he did not fight or argue against the name his father chose for his son: Wang Wei meaning Great King. His name meant “King of Heaven,” so his son should not have such a common name.
However, he did not dare take away the joy of naming his grandson from the old man for fear he might be driven to the edge and do something irrevocable. So, he and his wife decided to let him choose the name, no matter what it was.
“I’m glad he’s alright after so many years,” said Wang Tian with great relief. Yu Yan lay on his shoulder, caressing his back.
“Where is he now?”
“I send him to the secret realm.”
“It’s good for him to increase his strength and foundation,” nodded Wang Tian, who knew and participated in creating Wang Chang’s secret realm. “He will have a much higher chance of defeating Emperor Nine Suns.”
“What’s your plan?” asked Wang Wei, who felt his father might have been lost in the past if he did not change the subject; he did not want to make him sad like the old man, forcing him to get drunk while reminiscing about the past.
“I have a battle rendezvous with Ji Lanfanf,” said Wang Tian with brilliant eyes. “He should be coming in a few weeks.”
“Really? Excellent.”
“Why do you sound more excited than me?” asked Wang Tian.
“Who doesn’t like a good battle? Not to mention two geniuses swordsmen who walked the same but different path.”
“Indeed; I’m also excited.”
“Do you want to make an event out of this battle?”
“There is no need,” replied Wang Tian. “Anyway, we won’t be able to hide it.”
“True.”
A week later, Wang Tian left the sect to a deserted domain in the central continent.