Flying Leaf Swift Blade

When Chu Liang returned to Silver Sword Peak, he noticed another paper crane placed on the table outside. Opening it, he saw it was from Jiang Yuebai.

Earlier, when he had returned to Shu Mountain, he had sent a paper crane to Jiang Yuebai. But she must not have come back yet, so there had been no reply.

The message inside was simple—she had returned safely and all was well.

Thinking about soon being able to study divine arts again, a faint smile appeared on Chu Liang’s face.

Just as he was about to enter the house, a figure slowly flew down and landed on the small hillside in front.

It was Wen Yulong.

He arrived surprisingly quickly.

It had been less than two days since Chu Liang’s visit to the Sword Transmission Hall, and now it was already complete? Chu Liang couldn’t help but marvel at Wen Yulong’s efficiency.

It seemed that when there was an opportunity to craft magical instruments that interested him, he truly would work tirelessly through day and night.

“Senior Brother Chu...” Wen Yulong’s face was full of joy, and his expression revealed the successful outcome. “Since you entrusted me last time, I’ve been working nonstop day and night. I’ve just finished repairing this magical instrument!”

He then took out a palm-sized solidified green leaf, which looked similar to before, though a black stripe now ran through the middle of its veins.

“Oh?” Chu Liang took the leaf, feeling it was somewhat heavier than before, though he couldn’t immediately tell what had changed.

“In addition to repairing the previous array pattern, I also incorporated an offensive array pattern using that piece of black meteorite iron. This green leaf now has three forms,” Wen Yulong explained.

Chu Liang was naturally familiar with the defensive and flying forms. He immediately activated the green leaf, channeling his true energy and trying out the offensive form.

As his energy flowed, the green leaf instantly expanded into a crescent shape, with the black blade neatly lining the arc’s edge. It gleamed with restrained brilliance and exuded a dangerous aura.

Chu Liang carefully sensed it, then adjusted his true energy to trigger the array pattern toward empty space. Based on his previous impression of Wen Yulong, he restrained himself, channeling only a tiny fraction—perhaps just one-eighth—of his true energy.

Whoosh—

A blur flashed before his eyes as the green leaf darted away from his palm at a speed nearly impossible to track with the naked eye.

“How is it? Fast and fierce, right?” Wen Yulong asked.

“Forget that for now. Tell me...” Chu Liang looked at the large tree he had aimed at, still completely intact, and puzzled, “Where did it go?”

Wen Yulong pointed behind Chu Liang. “Isn’t it just on that tree?”

Chu Liang turned around and found the green leaf’s blade embedded in a tree far behind him. Its penetrating power was so great that it had passed through several trees before stopping.

And this was with only a slight amount of true energy.

“I cleverly combined the new offensive array with the previous flying pattern to ensure it moves at incredible speed when launched. To maximize this speed, I shaped the blade as a curve, so it can use rotational force to enhance its destructive power! It didn’t have a name before, but now I want to call it the ‘Flying Leaf Swift Blade’!” Wen Yulong excitedly explained.

“But...” Chu Liang removed it and examined it, “This is tens of thousands of miles away from my intended target. How useful is its power if it can’t even hit?”

“Well...” Wen Yulong scratched his head and smiled, “The only downside is that it’s hard to hit the target like this... but its rotation has a certain pattern. With enough practice in your launching technique, you should greatly improve its accuracy.”

Chu Liang chuckled.

So, basically, if the magical instrument gains an extra power, he has to learn another skill.

“Besides, there’s a benefit,” Wen Yulong continued. “In battles between experts, they rely on qi flow guidance. If you aim directly at the opponent, they might anticipate it and dodge.”

“But my Flying Leaf Swift Blade can strike unpredictably from east to west, south to north. Its trajectory is so erratic that the enemy can’t defend against it!”

“That’s true,” Chu Liang nodded. That was indeed the case.

At least for now, he hadn’t figured out the blade’s path.

If he himself didn’t know where it would land, it would be impossible for the enemy to know.

This attack effect would require careful consideration before use. Without mastering it fully, it would be best not to deploy it. Otherwise, the magical instrument aimed at the enemy might suddenly turn and hit a teammate instead.

That scene might just make the enemy die laughing.

After inspecting the magical instrument, Chu Liang put it away, deciding to practice more when he had time. The instrument had saved his life once before, and now that it was repaired, that was already very good.

After handing the instrument back to Chu Liang, Wen Yulong took out a small pill.

“The pill you asked me to examine also has results,” he said. “It’s called the Hidden Origin Pill. Its ingredients are rare, so it’s seldom seen nowadays.”

“Hidden Origin Pill?” Chu Liang repeated.

“Yes. Its effect is to completely conceal one’s aura. After taking it, even when attacking, no qi fluctuations are revealed. The effect lasts about fifteen minutes,” Wen Yulong explained. “It’s probably part of an assassin’s kit.”

Completely hidden?

That was quite formidable.

Like the robe mentioned earlier, which could mask aura under normal circumstances, but once you made a move, true energy fluctuations would still be exposed.

If one took this Hidden Origin Pill, their aura would be fully concealed. Combined with the Seven Kill Divine Art, one could kill without a trace and then vanish silently.

Not only that, if monsters hid inside human cities, they wouldn’t be easily detected either. Only by releasing demonic energy during spellcasting would human cultivators notice. With such a pill, even when casting spells, the monster’s identity would remain concealed.

He carefully placed the small pill inside his gourd and stored it away.

“If you sold this pill, it could fetch several hundred sword coins each,” Wen Yulong said.

Chu Liang shook his head. “I’ll think about it.”

Knowing its effects, he understood the pill’s value. Such a rare item could enable a perfect assassination or allow someone to escape unscathed from a seemingly fatal situation.

Unless desperately short of money, he preferred to keep such a precious item for himself.

“As for the materials for the Aura-Concealing Veil, I’ve already checked prices in Gluttonous City. The buyer wants to pay a high price—around eight hundred sword coins. I think that’s too much, so we can hold off for now. The price should come down after some time,” Wen Yulong added.

“Thanks a lot, Junior Brother Wen,” Chu Liang sincerely thanked him.

He was indeed unfamiliar with the channels for magical instrument materials, so having someone to help him make connections was a blessing.

“No problem. As long as Senior Brother Chu has good magical instruments or materials in the future, just give them to me to craft,” Wen Yulong said.

He now saw that Chu Liang was quite extraordinary.

Though merely a disciple at the Divine Intent Realm, he always managed to acquire precious items. As long as he maintained a good relationship with Chu Liang, Wen Yulong’s opportunities for crafting magical instruments would be endless.

Chu Liang smiled at him softly and said, “The price must come down.”