Before the Cloud-Sun Prefecture residence, several guards drew their swords. Guards of the Sword Sect were indeed extraordinary; they immediately unleashed several intricate sword forms, their blade-light resembling scales and waves. "What a pity they face Lu Yuan. Lu Yuan never even drew a sword. Using his fingers as a blade, white sword energy materialized between them. With effortless ease, this white sword energy severed the wrist meridians of several guards, stripping them of their fighting ability. This time, coming to challenge the Sword Sect, although it was a challenge, they were still members of the same Immortal Sect, so some restraint was necessary. Naturally, he could not take their lives; besides, Lu Yuan was not a bloodthirsty killer to begin with.

Having easily dealt with the guards, Lu Yuan yawned, "Is anyone home? I've come to seize Spirit Stones."

This announcement instantly threw the tranquil Cloud-Sun Prefecture residence into chaos.

Someone had actually come calling! At once, countless figures flew out; some arrived astride their swords, others simply flew. Clearly, most were cultivators of the Body Refining stage. These people surrounded Lu Yuan. Seeing that he was alone, they hesitated for a brief moment, then, with a shout of "Charge!" they all lunged forward.

So many varied sword techniques—how interesting.

Lu Yuan watched as sword-light flickered nearby, revealing numerous intriguing sword styles. Was that move not Great Nothingness Without Form from the Xi-Yi Sword Style? That move was exceedingly difficult to defend against. Was that not the Iron Sword Straight Line? The Iron Sword Style was a sword technique of the Sword Sect; it was exceedingly simple, containing only one form: the perfectly straight line. The straighter this form was practiced, the higher the attainment. To actually witness the Iron Sword Straight Line here was unexpected.

Hmph, wasn't that move White Rainbow Piercing the Sun from the Seventy-Two Forms of the Mount Hua Basic Sword Style? All five peaks practiced this foundational style. One must not underestimate basic sword techniques; if mastered, even the basic forms can yield many profound avenues. This White Rainbow Piercing the Sun was blindingly fast, far exceeding any execution of this single move Lu Yuan had seen before. The masters of the Sword Sect were truly formidable.

And that move, wasn't it the Sword Sect's Furious Wind Sword Style? I heard this style emphasizes speed, one strike faster than the last; truly exceptional. Within the One Hundred and Eight Swords of Wind and Cloud, there is the move Furious Wind Passing, and the Furious Wind Sword Style focuses entirely on this single technique—the movements are so swift that onlookers can barely perceive them.

That was the Three Peaks of Mount Tai’s Verdant Peaks. Legend says this sword strike was created by modeling the terrain of Mount Hua; each successive move is faster, carrying an overwhelming momentum.

And that one, was it not the Returning Wind Falling Goose Sword Style? This style, true to its name, possessed exquisite posture.

Oh, and there is the Flourishing Wood Blazing Sword Style, as well as the Seventy-Two Forms of the Dense Sword.

Various Sword Sect techniques manifested around Lu Yuan. Infinite killing intent ignited around him. Except for the two supreme peak sword styles—the Morning Sun One Qi Sword and the One Thousand Three Hundred Forms of Changing Illusions and Cloud Mist—and the legendary secret sword, the Three Immortals Linking Kill Blow—most other techniques had appeared.

This revealed the sheer number of experts residing in the Cloud-Sun Prefecture.

How interesting!

The swordsmanship of the Sword Sect was indeed captivating. Lu Yuan laughed heartily and drew his sword in return. No longer using his finger, his Nurturing Self Sword left its sheath, tracing a curved yet fluid arc in the air. With this single sweep, everyone nearby immediately clutched their right wrists. Indeed, in that single sword stroke, Lu Yuan had not only broken through all their varied sword styles but had also severed the meridians in their right wrists, rendering them unable to fight further. If one looked closely, one could see that the injuries to the meridians in their right wrists were all precisely the same length and depth.

This!

This! This!

The cultivators who had just engaged were utterly shaken by this single strike. They could never have imagined such a miraculous sword move! It was unbelievably profound! Who was this young man? How could he possess such swordsmanship? They hailed from the Sword Sect, believing their techniques were the strongest in the Great Jin Kingdom, yet they had never encountered anyone so young with such mastery.

"This young man is Lu Yuan, the tenth-generation true disciple of Mount Hua's Northern Peak," a magnetic voice resonated. "He has always been renowned for his swordsmanship; I heard he has already manifested Sword Intent."

Footsteps approached slowly. A middle-aged man in purple robes appeared down the corridor. Upon seeing him, the others immediately called out, "Senior Brother."

"Senior Brother."

This purple-robed middle-aged man bore a sword scar across his right cheek. "Precisely because he has achieved Sword Intent, he can consistently defeat opponents two realms above him. Unfortunately, he should not have come here. Lu Yuan, your presence here is a mistake, because I possess the magic power of the third layer of the Longevity Stage, and I have also cultivated Sword Intent. You cannot defeat me by overcoming two layers of magic power."

This purple-robed man carried a broad, thick longsword on his back. "You will be captured by me and taken to the Eastern Peak, ha ha ha!" "Oh, and my name is Shi Mo."

Shi Mo, this middle-aged man in purple, had long heard of Lu Yuan's reputation. However, in Shi Mo’s eyes, while Lu Yuan might dominate the younger generation, daring to contend with an elite like himself from the ninth generation was simply overreaching. Lu Yuan, your legend ends here. "Your legend, Lu Yuan, is only valid when compared to those of the younger generation, or perhaps the weaker members of the ninth generation. When you encounter a true ninth-generation elite like myself, defeat is your only outcome." Shi Mo smiled coldly. "Defeating you would count as a great merit, earning me many rewards, and defeating someone like you, who is all fame and no substance, is simply too easy."

Shi Mo's confidence stemmed from his Sword Intent. He had grasped his sole Sword Intent—the Thunder Sword Intent—through an extremely rare opportunity. The Thunder Sword Intent was incredibly difficult to comprehend, but once mastered, its power was immense. With this, Shi Mo had dominated, rarely facing defeat.

At a certain layer of the Longevity Stage, some Elders begin to grasp Sword Intent. Those at the level of the Six Sword Immortals of the Northern Peak generally grasp three or four Intents. Those in the Great Dao Realm, like Venerable Yuan Yuan, can comprehend about ten Intents. This was the general pattern for Sword Intent attainment. Shi Mo had also grasped one Intent, but it was one as overwhelmingly powerful as the Thunder Sword Intent, giving him absolute confidence in defeating Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan had absolutely no chance.

Shi Mo moved his hand slightly, and his flying sword, the Thunder Attraction Sword, hissed from its sheath, sweeping by like a bolt of lightning, its tip aimed directly at Lu Yuan. As the Thunder Attraction Sword moved, the void crackled with roaring thunder, and boundless, immense power pressed down on Lu Yuan from all directions.

Initially, the lightning resided on the sword, but soon, massive bolts of electricity detonated in rapid succession within a tiny space. The Thunder Sword Intent was indeed incomparably ferocious.

An interesting Sword Intent. This was Lu Yuan's first time facing an opponent wielding Sword Intent. He felt a flicker of interest. He watched the opponent's thunderous barrage! Not in a hurry to counterattack, he blocked and evaded. Although the evasion proved somewhat troublesome, it was manageable.

"Senior Brother Shi is mighty!"

"Senior Brother Shi will surely win!"

"Of course! Haven't you seen Senior Brother Shi is at the third layer of the Longevity Stage?"

"Yes, Senior Brother Shi's greatest asset is his Thunder Sword Intent. None of the other third-layer Longevity seniors are as formidable as him. The Thunder Sword Intent, the Sword Intent of Rampage!"

"Look, Lu Yuan is completely trapped within Senior Brother Shi's Thunder Sword Intent. He's just waiting to die." Seeing Lu Yuan on the defensive and their Senior Brother Shi on the offensive, these observers cheered continuously. As their voices rose, the sound of thunder grew louder, the booming shaking every inch of space, seeming to tear the heavens apart. The onlookers retreated further, fearing they might be caught in the lightning’s reach.

Shi Mo roared with laughter; he clearly held the upper hand now.

"As my first opponent wielding Sword Intent, you disappoint me," Lu Yuan’s voice cut through the booming thunder. "You aren't very strong." Following these provocative words, a sword-light, swift as a startling swan, flashed—no, two streaks of sword-light appeared instantly.

Amidst the endless lightning, these two streaks of sword-light were intensely conspicuous.

One was an earth-yellow sword-light, seemingly arising from the earth itself, forcefully diminishing a significant portion of the wild thunder. Earth can counteract lightning!

Simultaneously, a streak of cyan light ignited. This cyan sword-light completely absorbed the wild thunder. This was the Wood Sword Intent. Although the Thunder Sword Intent stood as its own category, it ultimately derived from the Wood Sword Intent. After being weakened by the Earth Sword Intent, it was inevitably absorbed upon encountering the Wood Sword Intent.

At this moment, Lu Yuan's figure finally materialized—clad in a cyan robe. Two swift sword strokes shattered Shi Mo’s Thunder Sword Intent, and Lu Yuan rapidly closed the distance to Shi Mo.

He thrust a sword outward—this strike carried the swiftness of Wind. The Wind Sword Intent rushed toward Shi Mo. Shi Mo, possessing insight, immediately recognized the Wind Sword Intent and understood its power. Just as he prepared to evade this wind, he felt a sharp pain in his chest. Unbeknownst to him, the sword sheath had forcefully struck him there. This strike carried the Quickness Sword Intent, which was even faster than the Wind Intent, catching Shi Mo off guard.

As Shi Mo tried to block Lu Yuan’s sword, Lu Yuan’s right-hand longsword accelerated its thrust. Shi Mo tried to pivot to defend but suddenly felt his movements slow drastically. Lu Yuan’s thrust landed accurately and unerringly on Shi Mo’s shoulder, sending blood spraying wildly.

"Daring to boast with only one Sword Intent? Ridiculous," Lu Yuan instantly revealed five Sword Intents. The Wood and Earth Intents completely suppressed the Thunder Intent, while the Wind Intent feigned an attack, and the sword sheath used the Quickness Intent as a secondary feint, aided by the coordination of the Veil Intent, instantly felling Shi Mo.

Shi Mo’s expression changed drastically: "Five Sword Intents! Five Sword Intents! You actually possess so many! No—I heard you also possess the Cloud Sword Intent. You have six Intentions!"

He was profoundly shocked. It was incredibly difficult for him to cultivate even one Sword Intent, yet Lu Yuan had mastered six.

Lu Yuan actually felt like telling him right then that he possessed eleven Sword Intents, not six.