Primordial Cultivator

Chapter 35: Sparring (1)

Yang Wei continued to take care of Elder Jing as he mouth-fed her water from time to time.

Yang Wei doesn’t know how long they’ve been in this secret garden ever since they came here but it felt like a century has passed.

First, they had to deal with the mist of illusion where Elder Jing almost went crazy, and then they met with Old Ling who came up with all sorts of tests.

Fighting and exhausting himself to the limit, the problem didn’t stop as Yang Wei found out about Elder Jing’s condition before finally extracting the poison out.

Things seem to be over now but Old Ling decided to tamper with the pill to make Elder Jing become lustful and almost lost her purity if he wasn’t able to resist his temptation.

Yang Wei sighs when he remembers the roller coaster ride he had with many ups and downs.

‘Elder Jing, please wake up soon or I’m really going to go insane from all of these.’ Yang Wei said inwardly as he caressed Elder Jing’s sleeping face.

Afterward, Yang Wei got up and went outside to sit in a lotus position to cultivate.

Time slowly passed by and Yang Wei could feel his breakthrough was close but just can’t seem to reach it.

“Sigh, I guess this is the bottleneck that Elder Jing mentioned before.’

Yang Wei wasn’t disappointed that he couldn’t have a breakthrough since most cultivators usually require some final push to break the final layer.

Examples such as a life and death situation where they grit their teeth to their final moment with all their energy and strength to survive.

Looking at the fake sky, Yang Wei wondered in his mind, ‘When will I be able to soar freely in the sky, unrestricted by anyone.?’

Raising his hand to try and touch the cloud with his mindset, Yang Wei smiles bitterly as he calms his mind.

“Being alone right now without anyone to chat with really puts a burden in one’s mind. Even Senior Ling disappears after that last conversation we have.”

Yang Wei said and got up to practice his movement technique. There was no point in idling and not striving to improve himself.

Kicking the ground lightly, Yang Wei started to run around the herb and count the time limit.

His leg was running fast but that was not the key point, it was the soundless and nimble movement he strived for.

Being fast is nice but if you can’t be soundless then there’s no point if the enemy can just hear your footstep to detect your position.

*Huff*

Yang Wei started taking multiple deep breaths with sweat running through his forehead after an intense session of running.

Wiping his forehead with his sleeve, Yang Wei was happy about the result. Although it was still rough and full of flaws, there was an improvement and he believed if he practiced it every day, he would sooner or later master it.

“That’s enough running today and overworking myself is just going to harm my body.” Yang Wei said as he pondered his next move.

Looking back at the room where Elder Jing is resting, Yang Wei smiles as he unsheathes his sword to practice.

‘I wonder what Elder Jing would react when she sees my sword skill improving drastically.’

Holding the hilt of his sword, Yang Wei connected his soul to control the battle spirit in his core.

With a dim light blinking, the battle spirit came out and started swinging around in the air.

“Battle spirit…” When Yang Wei called him out, he figured it should be a good time to name it something other than battle spirit.

‘The battle spirit is basically a mirror of me and his form being a sword is because I have only practiced the thirteen sword slash. How about Xiao Wei?’

Xiao means little and added with his given name since they are connected, it’ll be the perfect name for him.

“Xiao Wei,” Yang Wei shouted and the battle spirit instinctively flew toward Yang Wei, almost like he was happy with this new name.

Xiao Wei continued to swirl around Yang Wei, making a swooshing sound from the wind impact.

Yang Wei smiled brightly when it became this excited for simply having a name. “Xiao Wei, I want to improve my sword skill so how about a little spar?”

Xiao Wei couldn’t talk but he stopped swirling around and instead went 5m away from Yang Wei with an attacking stance.

“Good, remember, you are not allowed to go easy on me otherwise I won’t improve at all.” Yang Wei said as he changed to an attacking posture.

Holding his sword tightly, Yang Wei would not underestimate Xiao Wei just because he was recently formed since he got all of his skills.

“Here I come Xiao Wei,” Yang Wei shouted and kicked the ground to increase his momentum.

With a slash, the sword collided with each other. Xiao Wei easily deflected the strike from Yang Wei and with a little movement, it started to swing his way toward Yang Wei’s abdomen.

Yang Wei narrowed his eye slightly in the fast response of Xiao Wei but he wasn’t a naive brat like before as he stepped back to avoid the slash.

*Bam*

Xiao Wei hit the ground, causing a huge crater to appear and some herbs were destroyed in the process.

‘Crap, Senior Ling will definitely kill me for that.’

Yang Wei cursed inwardly when he saw the precious herb that Old Ling took care of was ruined by his battle spirit.

Xiao Wei didn’t know about the trouble he created and continued to chase after Yang Wei.

He was commanded to spar against him without holding back as an order so he would fulfill his duty to prove his worth.

Yang Wei became pale when this little sparring of him could spell an incoming storm that will soon envelop him.

Running away from the herb section, Yang Wei turns his back, only to see Xiao Wei chasing him mercilessly.

‘Ugh, this is not what I expected at all,’ Yang Wei continued to increase his speed to ensure there will not be any more herbs destroyed.

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