In the blink of an eye, another three months passed. The Northern Region Battlefield showed no great changes. The only real change was between Song Wuqing and Sheng Yuanyi.
In their previous clash, Song Wuqing had defeated Sheng Yuanyi. Sheng Yuanyi took that defeat as motivation and went into seclusion for several months. When he ca out of seclusion, he challenged Song Wuqing once again.
Thus, the two fought once more. This ti, Sheng Yuanyi gained the upper hand and severely injured Song Wuqing. Although Song Wuqing did not die, the blow left him badly shaken. For several months afterward, he did not set foot on the battlefield again.
Rumors spread that Song Wuqing was cultivating a peerless martial art, while others claid that he was comprehending the Absolute Saber Intent.
Many believed that once Song Wuqing returned to the battlefield, he would surely defeat Sheng Yuanyi and wash away his humiliation.
Regardless of whether Song Wuqing was in seclusion or had truly fallen into decline, one fact could not be denied. Ever since his defeat, the battlefield beca a one-sided slaughter against the Da Yu Dynasty's martial artists. They lost all morale, as they were being continuously cut down by the northern barbarians.
At this rate, the battle would soon reach its end. Once it ended, nothing would be able to stop the northern barbarians from marching south. When that happened, it would be the end of the Da Yu Dynasty.
Today, Song Wuqing ca once again to Lu Changsheng's courtyard. He stood there in silence, looking at Lu Changsheng without saying a word.
Lu Changsheng opened his eyes. He had noticed Song Wuqing long ago, but he did not pay him any attention. He remained fully focused on examining his status panel.
[Status Panel]
Host: Lu Changsheng
Perception: 2760 (Praised by All)
[Skills]
Blood Qi Sword Crafting Secret Technique: Sword Crafting, 10 years and 3 months
Wind Sense Intent: Progress 15%
Starry Sky Waterfall Intent: Progress 1%
Wave Intent: Progress 25%
Ninefold Carp-Dragon Ascension: Fifth Level
Lu Changsheng saw that the Blood Qi Sword Crafting Secret Technique had already been crafted for ten years. At one hundred twenty cauldrons of strength per year, ten years ant more than twelve thousand cauldrons.
It was said that ten thousand cauldrons' worth of strength could break divine fortifications. Despite his realm, he could already unleash power exceeding twelve thousand cauldrons... how terrifying!
"Song Wuqing." Lu Changsheng asked, "How strong is Tian Xin?"
Song Wuqing fell silent for a mont before replying, "Even if Sheng Yuanyi and I join forces, we'll still be no match for Tian Xin. If I were to asure his strength, then under the amplification of his Slaughter Intent, he's likely close to ten thousand cauldrons or may have already reached that level."
Lu Changsheng knew that Tian Xin was no weakling. Soone who could firmly occupy the highest rank was certainly not ordinary.
Hence, his current twelve thousand cauldrons of strength were still far from guaranteeing a certain kill. He still had to wait. If he were to act, he had to be absolutely sure that he could kill Tian Xin.
With that, Lu Changsheng closed his eyes again.
"Dao Shi'er, it's been nine months. How much longer are you going to wait?" Song Wuqing asked.
Yes, a full nine months had passed since You Shifei and the others were killed by Tian Xin. Dao Shi'er had not stepped out of the courtyard even once. Song Wuqing had no idea what Dao Shi'er was waiting for.
"Song Wuqing, you should be thinking about how to take down Sheng Yuanyi and reclaim your rank. You shouldn't be waiting for to form a squad with you."
After that, no matter what Song Wuqing said, he did not respond again.
Ti passed by, and matters of the battlefield seed to have nothing to do with Lu Changsheng anymore. Soon, another three months slipped by.
Lu Changsheng opened his eyes. A full year had passed! He still rembered it with absolute clarity. It was precisely a year ago that the Barbarian Slaying Squad's final operation ended thanks to Tian Xin.
You Shifei, Yang Zhen, Tong Xuan, and Tie Yuan had t their ends at his hands.
Lu Changsheng had ford that squad precisely for such monts like this. It was to ensure his safety. Even the mbers were well aware of it, but when that mont truly arrived—when they decided to die for him—Lu Changsheng realized that he couldn't just let their deaths go in vain. He was not as cold or heartless as he had believed. Their deaths beca thorns buried deep in his heart, tornting him for an entire year.
Over the course of a year, Lu Changsheng had been accumulating strength and calming himself down. Now, his mind had finally grown still.
He took a glance at the Blood Qi Sword Crafting Secret Technique entry on his status panel. He had finally reached twelve years and nine months of crafting ti. This was equivalent to a horrifying power exceeding fifteen thousand cauldrons of strength!
"Fifteen thousand cauldrons' worth of strength is enough," Lu Changsheng said.
He had waited a full year for this mont. Even if Tian Xin truly possessed ten thousand cauldrons of strength, Lu Changsheng was confident that he could kill him with a single strike.
The reason was simple. Once one's power exceeded ten thousand cauldrons, any additional strength ant being able to crush one's foe.
Still, Lu Changsheng didn't imdiately stand up. He looked up, and a massive dragon gate seed to take form above him. Over the past year, he had not once attempted to leap over the dragon gate, but he had decided to do it now!
Boom!
Lu Changsheng transford into a dragonfish and headed toward the dragon gate in an attempt to pass through the sixth gate. To his surprise, he crossed it with ease!
After a year of cultivation, every aspect of his foundations beca extraordinarily deep. The sixth gate was clearly insufficient for him. With that in mind, he jumped toward the seventh gate and passed through it just as smoothly as the sixth gate.
The eighth gate, however, proved to be far more challenging. Even so, Lu Changsheng remained calm.
Rumble!
Thunderous rumbling resounded as Lu Changsheng rode the wuthering waves to head straight toward the ninth gate. Unfortunately, the size and fierceness of the waves remained insufficient to cross it. The ninth gate remained far beyond his reach.
Just then, space abruptly distorted, and Lu Changsheng felt as if he was sucked into the starry sky. Within that boundless darkness, a colossal waterfall gradually ca into view, plunging downward in a mighty cascade that stretched for three thousand chi.
When the waterfall crashed onto the dragonfish, it was invigorated, and it rushed upward with renewed force.
Boom!
There were no further mishaps. Lu Changsheng cleanly leapt past the ninth dragon gate. It was as if he had undergone four cycles of marrow transformations and blood replacents. His physical body's power increased by a full forty cauldrons of strength, bringing him to seven hundred cauldrons.
Ninefold Carp-Dragon Ascension: Perfection. Perception 16
A line of small text appeared before Lu Changsheng's eyes. He had finally reached Perfection. An increase of 16 points was, in itself, insignificant, but those 16 points signified sothing far more important. This ant that the Ninefold Carp-Dragon Ascension was a top-tier Divine Strength Realm martial art.
Now that he had perfected the top-tier martial art, it ant that Lu Changsheng had truly reached the peak of the Divine Strength Realm. In truth, many martial artists couldn't reach the Thousand Cauldrons Stage, but once a martial artist perfected a martial art, their physical body could go beyond their limits.
Lu Changsheng was only three hundred cauldrons short of the Thousand Cauldrons Stage. And that gap amounted to no more than three Divine Strength Realm pills.
"A full year has passed, and twelve years of sword crafting have passed. It's ti to move," Lu Changsheng murmured.
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