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  Lie Teng took a deep breath, slowly loosening his tightly clenched left fist. He knew that he was not yet able to wield the Ling Sword and was no match for Qing Feng, and there were also several people standing behind him. Although his Soul Summoning could break through Qing Feng's Dan Hai, it would inevitably attract their attention. Lie Teng did not want to reveal his true strength at this moment, so he suppressed the anger and killing intent in his heart and walked calmly towards the small courtyard.

  Watching Lie Teng leave, Qing Feng muttered: "Trash is trash." The voice was quite loud, and it made everyone hear, that man named Qing Qu even had a smile on his face, while the faces of Qing Die and others also showed a smile. The woman in yellow clothes glanced at Lie Teng and said with a coquettish tone: "Qing Die Shijie, why did you stop Qing Feng Shixiong? This Qing Yun is always bothering us, it's better to let him be severely injured, so that our ears can be clean."

  "Alright." Qingdie furrowed her brow and glared at the woman in yellow, but for some reason, she felt that Qingyun had really changed. He seemed more stable and calm, with a deeper aura, and his strength didn't seem to be as lacking as before. This wasn't a breakthrough in strength, but rather an accumulation of battle experience. If it were the past, Qingyun wouldn't have been able to get back up after being beaten like that, he wouldn't have given up.

  Lie Teng slowly walked towards the small courtyard, his spiritual power suppressing the bleeding wound. His eyes were fixed on Qing Feng with an unyielding gaze, as if he was determined to kill him. However, Lie Teng was not a reckless person and would not use his soul power without being certain of defeating Qing Feng in one strike. After suppressing the anger in his heart, Lie Teng began to study the ancient black book, determined to learn how to control the spiritual sword. This battle was Lie Teng's first fight since arriving at Gui Zong, and it made him realize the importance of mastering the spiritual sword.

  When Lie Teng returned to the small courtyard, Qing Yi was sweeping the floor in the courtyard. Her eyes kept looking outside, and that puppet was sitting there making mechanical movements back and forth. Seeing Lie Teng approaching, Qing Yi hastily threw away the broom and said: "Qing Yun brother, you're back!" Upon seeing the wound on Lie Teng's waist, Qing Yi exclaimed: "What happened to Qing Yun brother?"

  Lie Teng stopped flipping through the ancient book, glanced at Qing Yi and said: "It's nothing, just a minor injury. Alright, Qing Yi has time to cultivate more, sweeping the courtyard a few times is enough." After finishing speaking, Lie Teng walked into the room.

  Qing Yi looked at the closed door, a resentful expression on her small face, and said: "It must be Qing Feng again. Humph, once I reach the Gathering Spirit period, I will definitely help Qing Yun brother take revenge."

  Lieteng sat on the bed, flipping through an ancient book that described how to ride a sword and fly, as well as control flying swords to attack.

  "So that's how it is." Lie Teng closed the ancient book, held the spiritual sword, and according to what was written on the book, bit his middle finger and squeezed out a drop of fresh blood onto the hilt. The fresh blood disappeared instantly as soon as it touched the hilt, being absorbed into the hilt. At the same time, Lie Teng's mind suddenly had something extra, his heart moved, he pinched several hand seals, and the spiritual sword seemed to contain spiritual energy under Lie Teng's control slowly rising up.

  Spiritual artifacts are divided into three grades: upper, middle and lower. The top spiritual artifact is: "True Artifact, Treasure Artifact, Elixir Artifact." Generally speaking, spiritual artifacts can be controlled as long as they recognize their master with a drop of blood, but the initial spirit of the True Artifact needs to be collected before it can be controlled. Treasure Artifacts are also like this, but the artifact spirits are extremely powerful and ordinary people cannot collect them.

  After a sigh, Liè Téng's mind controlled the lower-grade spiritual sword, and his body jumped onto the sword. The spiritual energy in his body continuously flowed into the sword, controlling it to fly. After trying it out, the spiritual energy in Liè Téng's meridians was depleted. However, Liè Téng discovered that flying with a sword was extremely draining on his spiritual energy.

  Liu Teng took out the low-grade spirit stone from his pocket, which he had obtained from an ancient book. The low-grade spirit stone contained a rich spiritual energy that could be absorbed into the body and converted into spiritual power, making it an excellent material for cultivation. Liu Teng planned to use this low-grade spirit stone to break through to the Gathering Spirit level.

  The battle with Qingfeng made Lie Teng feel the gap between each level. Qingfeng's strength was at the second layer of Jiling, and his attacks contained almost a multiple of his own power. Several collisions had numbed Lie Teng's right hand. Lie Teng knew that every time he improved one level in cultivation, there would be a qualitative change. As for the old man from Cangqi Pavilion who said three years later about the Kui Zong Secret Realm, Lie Teng didn't think much of it. Lie Teng only wanted to improve his cultivation and avenge his hatred.

  The ancient book described how to absorb the spiritual energy from the spirit stone, Lie Teng sat on the bed with his hands clasped together, and in the center of his palms was a low-grade spirit stone. According to the ancient book, Lie Teng activated the spiritual power within his body to transform into an absorbing force, absorbing the spiritual energy from the low-grade spirit stone. Before long, strands of hazy mist-like spiritual energy emanated from Lie Teng's palms and surged into his body through his hands.

  Cultivation knows no bounds of time, and in the blink of an eye, Lie Tong truly felt it. As a cultivator, he no longer worried that life was only a short few decades long, spending half his life building a foundation only to leave the world without enjoying it. This fleeting life made Lie Tong extremely resentful and helpless. When Lie Tong woke up, half a year had already passed. And the spiritual stone in Lie Tong's hands had turned into sparkling powder.

  He stood up, patted the powder off his hands, and looked inward to find that the spiritual energy in his dantian had already reached half. Lie Teng speculated: "Only when the spiritual energy fills the dantian can one's cultivation break through. And yet, absorbing just one low-grade spirit stone can condense so much spiritual energy - this spirit stone is truly an excellent tool for cultivation! Unfortunately, I can only obtain one low-grade spirit stone per year; otherwise, I would be able to break through to the second layer within a year."

  He let out a sigh, and Lie Teng walked out of the room. The cultivation speed brought by the Ling Stone made it unbearable for Lie Teng to endure such slow cultivation. There wasn't much spiritual energy contained in the air, and one low-grade Ling Stone contained enough spiritual energy to replace a year's worth of bitter cultivation from Lie Teng. After some calculations, Lie Teng discovered that he still had half a year before he could go to the Cang Qi Pavilion to receive a low-grade Ling Stone. This made Lie Teng feel stifled, and an idea emerged in his mind.

  "Can't we obtain the spiritual stone from other disciples?"

  As soon as this idea emerged, Lie Teng's heart began to beat faster. This idea was not a random thought of Lie Teng's, but rather a recollection from Qing Yun's memory that snatching the Spiritual Stone from his fellow disciples was not unprecedented. However, the Sect rules stipulated that one could only snatch at most one Spiritual Stone from each disciple; taking more would inevitably result in punishment from the Sect.

  "My current cultivation is in the middle of the Gathering Spirit stage, and my spiritual power is much stronger than that of a newly promoted disciple. With my previous experience, snatching the spirit stone from a newly promoted disciple should be easy." Lie Teng thought to himself as he paced back and forth in the small courtyard. A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes gazed forward as he walked out of the courtyard with large strides. After accepting the life of cultivation, Lie Teng's personality gradually recovered its former boldness and stability.

  Not yet out of the small courtyard, Lie Teng hurriedly ran back to his room, took out the low-grade spiritual sword, and with a thought, the sword floated slowly in front of him. He jumped onto the sword, and spiritual energy surged into it from his feet, controlling the sword as it slowly rose into the air. Watching it soar higher and higher, Lie Teng was overjoyed. In the past, when he was still a pre-heavenly cultivator, he had tried to fly but never succeeded. How could he not be thrilled now that he was rising into the air? Controlling the sword, Lie Teng flew along the small path towards the main road, and then along the main road towards the direction of the Cang Qi Pavilion. He felt a lot of envious gazes from the walking disciples below, and Lie Teng felt somewhat satisfied. This feeling had been insignificant to him in the past, but now he was delighted and enjoyed it.

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