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No longer did he have to grope blindly for a way forward as he did when he first attempted to comprehend the Sword Dao\'s shadow.

The Dao of the Xun Sword, dominated by wind.

The sword given wind\'s nature, gentle, frenzied, ever-changing.

With the help of the Golden Finger, Yang Ji ceaselessly comprehended and corrected his mistakes, and in just eight short days, he had achieved initial mastery.

At this moment, in his mind, aside from the Sword Intent of fire, a translucent sword-shaped rune had coalesced; this was a seed of the Gentle Wind Sword Intent.

A flash of Spiritual Light in Yang Ji\'s palm, and True Rigidity Spiritual Power slowly emerged, forming a sword of condensed spiritual power in his palm.

The moment this sword was imbued with the Gentle Wind Sword Intent, it became sharper and also acquired a bit of the wind\'s nimbleness.

With a thrust of the sword, it seemed to ride the wind, its trajectory swift and elusive, with edges manifesting in eight directions, hard to trace.

It also resembled an angry dragon\'s roar, unyieldingly overbearing, ripping through the vast sky.

That one sword, light and heavy, slow and rapid, its angle cunning, as slight as spider silk, its path hard to discern, its heaviness able to shatter rocks, as easily as pulling up rotten wood.

This was the ever-changing Dao of the Xun Sword.

With just a superficial trial, Yang Ji could feel the power of the Dao of the Xun Sword, and it pleased him greatly.

He then set it aside and, with a reverse sweep of his hand, took out another Jade Slip, which contained the Shocking Sword Dao.

As before, he sent his Divine Sense into the space within the Jade Slip to capture the mysteries of the Shocking Sword Dao.

A grand Daoist chant followed, resonating in his ears.

"Shocking Sword Dao. \'Shocking\' as in thunderbolt, the weight of thunder, yet lasting but an instant. Thus, this sword technique has only one move—unused it remains dormant, but once used, it is irresistibly fierce. With its ruthless speed, it ranks as the number one technique of the Gui Cang Sword."

The Sword Dao text appeared before his eyes, and after contemplating it for a while, Yang Ji found that the Shocking Sword Dao shared some similarities with the Water Tracing Sword Technique\'s Water Tracing Stroke.

Just one sword, but that one sword summed up all one\'s power, its momentum like thunder, fast as lightning.

The sword struck like a dragon, with broad and powerful swings, embodying the intimidating force of thunder, a fearless motion, grand and domineering.

With the assistance of the Golden Finger, Yang Ji quickly achieved initial mastery here as well.

In the same span of eight days, he had condensed a fraction of the Sword Intent of Shock.

Just like before, after condensing the Sword Intent, Yang Ji took out the last Jade Slip, which contained the Dao of the Kui Sword.

His Divine Sense probed within, and Daoist chants flowed forth.

"Dao of the Kui Sword. Kui represents the swamp. Once executed, it often causes the opponent\'s attacks to sink into a mire, dissipating into nothingness. The Dao of the Kui Sword is typically used in conjunction with the Dao of the Gen Sword.

Together, mountain and marsh are employed, with one being straightforward and the other tricky, one heavy and the other ensnaring, rendering the enemy unable to defend."

With the Dao of the Kui Sword, Yang Ji strangely felt a sense of familiarity. He found it shared seventy percent similarity with the Sword Qi Whirlpool from the Water Tracing Sword Technique.

Eight days later, having understood the Kui Sword Intent, he thrust his sword, and streaks of Sword Qi gathered and dispersed, intertwining as they advanced forward, like a python climbing and coiling, tearing and dragging down.

Thus, in just one month\'s time, Yang Ji had achieved initial mastery in the four types of Sword Dao and had condensed Sword Intents for each.

At this moment, he had met the Supreme Bai Mei\'s requirements, mastering all four Sword Daos.

It had been only one month, and one could only wonder what the Supreme Bai Mei would think if he knew.

Yang Ji, however, did not rush out to boast but continued to deepen his comprehension and elevate his various Sword Intents.

In cultivation, years pass like moments, and a year hurried past.

One day, the voice of Jian Yuanzi reached Yang Ji\'s ears.

"Disciple, a year has passed, and the Supreme has personally initiated a council for you. How is your cultivation progressing?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Ji opened his eyes, and a surge of Sword Light flickered in his pupils but swiftly retracted.

He rose, pushed open the door, and saw Jian Yuanzi\'s expectant and slightly anxious gaze. Yang Ji smiled slightly, "Master, rest assured, I will take both Spirit Cleansing Pills."

The moment the three types of Sword Intent appeared in his open palm, the surrounding air began to stir rapidly, turning into flying swords that screeched back and forth.

"This is Gentle Wind Sword Intent, Sword Intent of Shock, and Kui Sword Intent! My disciple, you have not disappointed your teacher," Jian Yuanzi exclaimed, greatly relieved, and immediately grabbed Yang Ji and flew out of the great hall toward the Council Hall.

The two soared and entered, with Jian Yuanzi taking his seat.

Yang Ji stood at the center of the great hall, while the Supreme Bai Mei and other Nascent Soul True Monarchs were already sitting around, waiting.

"Greetings to my master\'s master! Greetings to all my senior uncles and aunts!" Yang Ji respectfully saluted.

"Xiao Ji, how is your cultivation? Have you comprehended the other three types of Sword Intent?" Bai Mei, the Supreme, asked with a benevolent smile, his gentle voice clearly carrying a trace of anticipation.

"Yes, my dear nephew, how has your year of cultivation been?" The other Nascent Soul True Monarchs also looked at him with shining eyes full of expectation.

The stronger the aptitude and talent displayed by Yang Ji, the more delighted they were, because once Yang Ji joined the Dao Sect, they would all benefit.

"I have a sword technique to demonstrate, please, revered master and esteemed uncles, step out of the hall to witness it!" Yang Ji said slowly.

"Oh, you want to demonstrate your sword technique personally? Very well, we shall accompany you out of the hall." Bai Mei, the supreme elder, nodded and promptly whisked Yang Ji away from the great hall.

The rest of the Nascent Soul True Monarchs followed suit.

At this moment, in front of the great hall, by the cliff\'s edge, Yang Ji stood with his sword in hand.

Behind him, the luminaries of the Canglan Sect watched with spiritual light in their eyes, eagerly anticipating.

A gentle breeze caressed him, and with the fluttering of his robes, Yang Ji\'s aura surged. The air around him began to churn as the four sword Dao runes in his mind also started to vibrate.

Suddenly, he made his move.

His spiritual power roared within him like a surging sea, and with one stroke of his sword, the stones split and the heavens were shocked.

Sword Qi slashed across the sky, extending for miles with a single strike.

This stroke was like the tearing of wind, the bellowing of fire, and even more so, like a swift thunderbolt encompassing the sky.

With one stroke, the wind swept the clouds away, and the heavens and earth were astounded.

This stroke was fast, incredibly fast, with extraordinary power. The Sword Qi passed, but the Sword Intent lingered, leaving endless sharpness still hanging in the air.

"Is this... a sword strike that merges four Sword Intents?"

Bai Mei, the supreme elder and a Divinity Transformation cultivator, could not help but have his pupils constrict in amazement upon seeing this stroke, "And... each of the melded Sword Intents has reached a ten percent completion?"

"What?" Even Jian Yuanzi was deeply shocked by this scene. He had not expected that his disciple had not only comprehended three additional Sword Intents over the year but also elevated them to such a level.

"A genius, Yang Ji is truly a genius! I thought that comprehending three Sword Intents at ten percent would be the peak of his talent in a year\'s time, but it turned out to be an insignificant starting point," Changye, a Nascent Soul True Monarch, exclaimed in disbelief, swallowing hard.

"Indeed, a genius. Not only has he grasped the other three Sword Intents, but he has also perfectly melded the various Sword Intents. Such rapid progress, truly a terrifying talent," exclaimed Nascent Soul True Monarch Guanxiao, his eyes shining brightly with fervor.

"Such comprehension, a real monster! Even if he can\'t compare to those naturally close to the Dao in their Taoist and Immortal Bodies, he should at least be on par with those with Spiritual and Sacred Bodies," Nascent Soul True Monarch Ling Gu said excitedly.

"Our sect will thrive, haha, our sect will thrive!" Nascent Soul True Monarch Yong En shouted jubilantly.

After his initial shock, Bai Mei, the supreme elder, now had a smile on his face, and immediately became a streak of light, bringing Yang Ji back to the great hall.

The others exchanged glances and also flew back to the hall.

At the head of the hall, Bai Mei, the supreme elder, squinted with joy, his expression that of a Maitreya Buddha as he continued to fix his gaze on Yang Ji. It was only after a while that he finally spoke up slowly, "From today on, Xiao Ji will be the second candidate for Void Refining Seed after Chang Xiao—any objections?"

"No objections, no objections!" All the Nascent Soul True Monarchs responded with smiles brimming on their faces—how could there be any objections?

"Xiao Ji, from now on, whatever you need, just ask for it. As long as the sect has it, you can take it, and if we don\'t, we will try to satisfy your needs," Bai Mei, the supreme elder, stroked his beard, his smile deep.

"Thank you, revered master!" Seeing everyone happy, a slight smile also appeared on Yang Ji\'s face.

"Jian Yuan, from now on, you must promptly inform us of Xiao Ji\'s requests," Bai Mei, the supreme elder, turned to Jian Yuanzi and said.

"Rest assured, supreme elder!" Jian Yuanzi smiled and nodded.

"Xiao Ji, here are two Spirit Cleansing Pills for you!" Bai Mei, the supreme elder, flicked his finger, shooting two medicine pills towards Yang Ji, who caught them and bowed once more, "Thank you, revered master."

"You deserve it," Bai Mei, the supreme elder, said with a kindly smile, glanced at Yang Ji and then swept his gaze over the others, "Well then, let\'s disband the meeting and not delay Xiao Ji\'s cultivation."

"Nephew, just focus on your cultivation, and tell us if you need anything," said the Nascent Soul True Monarchs warmly.

"Thank you, all my esteemed uncles!" Yang Ji bowed, smiling slightly.

"Alright, alright, let\'s all disperse and not hold up Xiao Ji\'s cultivation," Bai Mei, the supreme elder, said with a laugh, waving his hand.

The crowd nodded and exited the great hall one by one.

The meeting was over, and the Nascent Soul True Monarchs returned to their own peaks.

On Chang Dao Peak, just like before, Changye, the Nascent Soul True Monarch, was cheerfully seated in his armchair, leisurely sipping spiritual tea, looking delighted.

The middle-aged man beside him leaned in again, curiously asking, "Father, you\'re beaming, and you look in high spirits. Was there good news at today\'s council meeting?"

"After Chang Xiao, our Canglan Sect has produced another candidate for Void Refining Seed, of course, I am happy," Changye, the Nascent Soul True Monarch, laughed heartily.

"A candidate for Void Refining Seed?" The middle-aged man was shocked, then his face lit up with joy, "Father, who is it?"

"Look, it\'s the nephew Yang Ji I told you about last time, his innate comprehension talent is comparable to Chang Xiao\'s," Changye, the Nascent Soul True Monarch, gestured with a hand swipe, and a flash of spiritual light appeared in the air, revealing a figure within a projection.

"Him? He became a candidate for Void Refining Seed? His talent is that amazing?" The middle-aged man was stunned, his eyes twitching with disbelief.

"What, do you know Yang Ji?" Changye, the Nascent Soul True Monarch, glanced at him and said.

"Don\'t know him, don\'t know him!" the middle-aged man shook his head.

"You don\'t know him?" Changye, the Nascent Soul True Monarch, furrowed his brow, suddenly raising his voice, "You\'re lying!"

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