Dual Sword God Box Set

by Shadows Finger

  Ending his recollection, Feng Junling said, "Now, enough about the past. Seeing that you have managed to cultivate the technique, you should now start to tap into your bloodline and seek out awakening. The best way to do this is through combat experience. Try taking a visit to 'Tydol Mountain Range.' It would also be an excellent way to consolidate your foundation further, eliminating any hidden injuries. Before you head out, make sure to train at least one of the combat martial arts inside of this storage ring.

  Tossing a pouch at Feng Yu, he said, "Don't worry about the other main clansmen. Now they are all trying to inspire their bloodline's sealed potential now that the restriction has been lifted. Here is your allowance for the next two months; your father asked me to pass it on to you before you head off training."

  Looking deeply at Feng Yu he said solemnly, "Little Nephew, your future depends on you. The path of a True Expert lies in continuous tempering and self-reflection through experiences. Now go."

  Bowing deeply to Feng Junling, Feng Yu said "Uncle Junling, thank you for explaining our clan’s history to me. I promise to not let down not only our clan members but also Grand Father's sacrificial efforts."

  With that said, he then made his way out of the hut and wandered off to the distant courtyard.

  Looking at Feng Yu’s back, Feng Junling smiled and then got into a cross-legged position continuing to derive his bloodline.

  Chapter 6

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  Lightning Flash Steps, Blazing Mantis Palm

  The weather was great today. As the winds blew, fresh leaves scattered throughout the training field among dozens of others clustered within the grass. A figure was dressed in red shaolin-style robes with a black sash tied around his waist. He sat silently within the vacant field, unmoved by the force of the wind flowing around him.

  "Hmm, the , the Martial Skill Uncle Junling found, is quite interesting due to its capability of using the fire essence deep within my body core to launch swift and profound palm offensive techniques. It seems to be based off an actual Demon Flame Mantis. In my past life, I focused on those types of lighting techniques that 'Old Master' taught me. Sigh, it is a pity that all of them are more based on martial techniques and have no real value to my overall offensive power. This body also leans more towards fire essence as the primary element with lightning as its sub-element." Looking at the scroll in his hand, he spent a few minutes reviewing it; he then deposited it back into his storage ring.

  Feng Yu quickly stood up from the floor and positioned himself in a combat stance with one foot forward, and one-foot to his side slightly bent. He held both of his hands in front of him at different heights, while his palms folded over making his entire posture assume the form of a mantis.

  He then began to breathe in and out in a slow, repetitive manner, "Humm... haaaaa... hummmm... haaaaa..."

  Shortly after, the essence of fire deep within the core of Feng Yu's body began to gather, flowing through his body making its way from his Dantian through his veins and finally to his hands concentrating on his palms. The wind of daytime began to blow wildly, kicking up even more petals in a disorderly manner. Some of them made their way over toward his position and were about to sweep beyond his figure.

  Whoosh-whoosh-whoosh!

  Without warning, Feng Yu struck his palms out making tree swipes in the air. Like a pair of blades. His palms moved in a fluid and unrestrained style as if in slow motion. The leaves floating nearby began to drift sluggishly. Feng Yu who was still in mantis posture had three streaks of red lights appear momentarily around his form before vanishing as quickly as they came.

  Time soon quickly began to speed up as if nothing happened. The packs of leaves swiftly swept past Feng Yu vanishing into the distant parts of the training field. If one looked carefully at the leaves, burn marks were lingering at their edges slowly burning the leaves, extinguishing after a short while.

  "Hmm, the Blazing Mantis Palm Arts First Stance: Scorching Mantis Palm Strikes is not as easy to master as I thought it to be despite having a mutated soul. It seems like it will take a while to master all three stances, as expected of an Advance Mortal Tier Martial Skill. No matter, I've already gained initial insights into its true essence. A bit more, and I will be able to achieve small successes very quickly," Feng Yu said while feeling a bit disappointed about these results, he made up his mind to master all of them as quickly as possible.

  Feng Yu then positioned himself back into the mantis stance, where he continued to practice the throughout the windy field.

  If one viewed from a distance, they would see a ghostly scene, as multiple flashes of red light would flicker about the area at each swing of his palms and sway of his body.

  ∞ ∞ ∞

  Quickly, four days of time passed.

  In the tranquil training field, Feng Yu could be seen moving his hands at alarming speeds. He quickly swiped his palms at a group of approaching leaves leaving nothing but countless blurs in motion. The group of leaves swiftly passed by him through the rush of the wind. Soon they began to split into two sections, burning from the center to their edges and leaving behind ashes.

  "Whew! I'm finally done with all stages." Feng Yu said while letting out a breath of fresh air and wiping his sweat off, taking himself out of fighting stance. After thoroughly mastering the second stance of the - Blurry Mantis Palms... The next phase would be to understand its true form of completeness which is called true success.

  "Trying to grasp the true success stage is impossible at the moment. I'm going to need actual combat experience to comprehend the technique's true essence. Uncle Junling suggested Tydol Mountain Range, and if I recall correctly, Tydol Mountain Range should be about 30 kilometers south of Machen Town," Feng Yu muttered.

  "The essences there should be of a higher concentration than here as well. I should be able to make a few more cultivation breakthroughs if I set up another . It should also have quite a lot of essence beasts roaming the area. It looks like I need to practice a life-saving art before heading to the place."

  He sat down on the ground and looked around. Noticing no one was present, even after two days of training, he smiled wearily, "It seems like everyone is quite eager to stimulate their bloodlines. Haha! I guess I shouldn't slack off either."

  Searching his sea of memories, he began to recall a technique his master taught him for the Body Training realm in the past. Soon he saw a bald old man smiling at him with a strange marking on his head. He was wearing old Daoist robes that seemed to have existed since ancient times. He had a unique aura, similar to that of a mortal but yet immortal-like. With a gentle expression on his face, he stroked his white beard and said, "Little Yu, right now you are weak but being weak isn't a sin. All creatures have their starting point. Be it that of a dragon or a snail. You're just a bit weaker than most. As such, you need to have ways to protect yourself. Look carefully now! I will show you a technique I created many years ago that will do more than simply save your life."

  Soon the old man began to perform a series of movements, abruptly vanishing with every step like a flickering bolt of lightning. Strangely though, after he finished performing this movement technique, he looked directly at Feng Yu who seemed to be in a daze. A look of approval gleamed in his eyes as he waved his hand towards Feng Yu and smiled. Instantly Feng Yu woke up from his state of sudden enlightenment.

  Feeling strange Feng Yu touched his head and spoke in a confused manner, "Strange... It feels as if I was back in time just now. How could I experience enlightenment while in my memories?" No longer paying attention to this, he quickly recalled the technique he was looking called .

  "A top-tier mortal grade movement skill! If I recall correctly, it is only one stance, spark flash. Based on the little insight I just gleaned from that enlightenment, I should be able to grasp it to success with a few more days of training."

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p; Positioning himself in a running stance, he began to train the spark steps within the courtyard.

  Chapter 7

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  Tydol Mountain Range

  In the blink of an eye, a week had passed, and the Sky Splitting School selection date was getting closer and closer. Machen Town quickly became more crowded with a merry atmosphere. The density of travelers, wanderers, and merchants was only increasing day by day with no sign of ending in the short term.

  Within the Feng Manor on the extensive training field, Feng Yu could be seen training non-stop as flashes of white light danced around the area.

  Swish! Swish! Swish!

  A flash of light was trailing in a straight line within the space of 10 meters. The figure of the young was there for an instant only to vanish once again leaving a white trailing line appearing at another location within 10 meters away.

  During this period, Feng Yu had given his undivided attention towards training his . At this point, he already grasped it and was now trying to perfect it.

  "Now, this is better. It seems that Top Tier Martial Techniques still take quite a bit of time to master as well, despite having such a powerfully mutated soul. It is still countless times faster than how long it took me to master it this time around compared to my previous life." Feng Yu was feeling happy at the successful cultivation of his favorite technique.

  "It's about time I left for Mount Tydol." Putting himself together, he went back towards his room to freshen up and prepare for the trip.

  After he fully prepared, he donned a dark-greyish robe while stealthily and swiftly making his way out of the Feng Family Manor. After turning a few corners and going through a few different streets, he carefully looked around for a moment trying to find any suspicious characters.

  "Seems that I was overreacting. No matter, training comes first." Feng Yu whispered to himself as he made his way towards the town entrance at a reasonable pace mixing within the bustling crowd.

  A few moments later, phasing out of the shadows of a discrete corner, a figure stood silently watching Feng Yu leave the town, carefully observing the direction he went.

  Whoosh! Silently the figure vanished from the corner of the street, fading away into the darkness once again.

  ∞ ∞ ∞

  Xiang Shu was feeling frustrated. He had wanted to try and quickly kill Feng Yu once more to prove himself to his father, despite his warning and the disappointment showed towards him. However, Feng Yu had stayed inside the Feng Manor for almost two weeks.

  He was angry at himself for wasting his precious time that should have been used to prepare for the nearing talent selection.

  "That bastard! When the selections begin, I'll make sure he knows what it means to live while seeking to die." Xiang Shu snarled as he bit a spirit fruit, fiercely swallowing it and then chugging down some wine.

  Swish! A form suddenly appeared within the room promptly bowing before Xiang Shu with his hands cupped as he politely said: "Young master Xiang, the target has finally begun to move."

  Crash! Quickly tossing aside the wine jar to the ground and breaking it to pieces, he got up excitedly while looking towards the man in black.

  "HA! Finally, let us see how you get away this time. Quickly tell me, where is he?" He asked in a commanding tone.

  "Replying to Young Master, the target seems to be heading towards Mount Tydol. At his speed, it seems it would take about 3 – 4 days before he reached his destination."

  Excited, Xiang Shu gestured towards the servant and said, "Good! Quickly go and get in touch with the rest of the men. I want his head brought back to me. There is no room for failure!"

  "By Young master's command!" The servant vanished after bowing respectfully.

  Swish!

  "Feng Yu! Feng Yu! Humph! I am the talent. I am the chosen not you… not Xiang Fang!!!" Xiang Shu muttered with hardly concealed hatred while staring intensely out the window towards the direction of Tydol Mountain Range.

  ∞ ∞ ∞

  Tydol Mountain Range, a stream of endless mountain ranges that spanned together stretching across the distant horizon seemingly endlessly. It was said to cover about 2,000 kilometers, with each mountain bearing heights that seemed to have stretched to the very threshold of the sky.

  Standing in front of the vast mountain range, Feng Yu felt tiny, as if the Mountain shouldered the weight of heavens and earth, while he was nothing more than a part of its burden.

  At the outskirts, a few 'Fierce Beasts' could be seen scattered about. These creatures were ordinary beasts that did not have the power of essence. They averaged at the standard battle efficiency of a robust mortal combatant.

  Warriors could be seen making their way towards the depths of the mountain range; each wielding their unique weapons. There were some traveling in groups with a few others moving along the outskirts as lone wolves. At the outside of the mountain range, a few construct buildings were in place to accommodate travelers seeking to rest and exchange with each other for medicine and equipment. These construct buildings were glowing with strange runes as a mysterious aura flowed around them. An odd-looking insignia was hung high above them; it was a picture of an unrecognizable silhouette with a giant question mark above it.

  "Such an amazing sight indeed. Hmm, the mystery pavilion extends to every unusual place it." Feng Yu could only let out a sigh of praise at the masterpiece of nature while observing the Tydol Mountain Range and the unique constructs in front of him.

  "Is this your first time visiting, fellow traveler?" A voice said a little distance from him.

  “I couldn't help but admire it for a moment." Feng Yu said while looking towards the stranger.

  "Yes, it is quite a sight to look at for the first time, but don't get lost in its scenery. The monsters here are no joke!" said the guy dressed in a sleeveless shirt and some loose-fitting long pants with a pair of wooden sandals.

  He was about two meters tall, had a muscular physique, black hair and a hard face. Despite this look, it was apparent that he wasn't that much older than Feng Yu: about 1 to 2 years at most. Hung high on his back was a large and odd-looking bow.

  "The name's Hui Ying, I'm a traveler that often wanders this area to temper my skills. Fellow Daoist, might I ask what brings you to Tydol Mountain Range at this time?" He said, introducing himself to Feng Yu.

  "I'm called Wu Feng, and I'm also on a tempering journey myself." Seeing that he didn’t seem to have a harmful nature, Feng Yu introduced himself with an alias. He still wasn't sure if any of the prominent families in Machen Town were on his trail. He had to play it safe just in case.

  "Oh, that's great! "Carefully looking at Feng Yu, he noticed his cultivation was lower than his own. He offered, "Hmm, I know of a good place with a few 5th Star Tier 1 Essence Beasts. Seeing as you are new here, do you want to party up?"

  Hearing his offering, Feng Yu couldn't help but get a better impression of this Hui Ying. He politely rejected saying, "It’s ok. I'd rather go at it alone my first time here. Tempering myself will require life and death battles. If I went along with you, it would lose meaning. Still, maybe we could meet up again another time and work together."

  An appreciative look appeared in Hui Ying eyes, "Oh... Well Wu Feng, best of luck to you on your tempering journey. May we meet again!"

  Whoosh!

  Quickly his form vanished into the distant mountains leaving a series of after images. It was clear that not only was his cultivation at a high level, his martial skill was practiced almost to the point of perfection.

  "Fast! Such an interesting guy. Hui Ying, we will meet again.” It seemed like, due to his age, he should still be within the range of those being accepted for the talent selections.

  No longer paying attention, he swiftly made his way to a deeper part of the mountain range, bypassing all of the low-level beasts.

  Soon, more and more powerful creatures started to appear as Feng Yu traveled all the way until his figure com
pletely disappeared from the view of the construct buildings.

  ∞ ∞ ∞

  Outside of the Tydol Mountain Range, a dozen individuals, wearing black clothing, suddenly appeared. Each of them gave off a cold and murderous aura. The wanderers passing by that saw them quickly gave way and went as far away as possible to avoid getting into unwanted trouble.

  "So, where is he?" said one of the figures in black clothing.

  "Based on the information given, he should be here already; it seems we’re one step behind. He's most likely already traveled into the mountain range." Another figure said while observing the distant mountain.

  "Fine! Let’s quickly report back to the young master and get moving. We can't stay out here for too long." The leading figure soon commanded. Immediately all of them vanished into thin air.

  Chapter 8

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  Monkey liquor!

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  ount Tydol was a vast and mysterious mountain range filled with many kinds of unusual plants and strange beasts. There are many varieties of spiritual herbs and plants scattered about the rough grassy terrain, with spirit fruits growing from humongous ancient trees. Their branches have become so large that they appeared to have blocked off the sky as they stretched across the wild forestry deep within the mountain range.

  Roar! The cries of various essence beasts were heard faintly resounding throughout the entire region, further increasing the wild and untamed atmosphere.

  The sky was getting bleak, as water drops started to fall from the clouds. One drop of water fell on top of a colossal tree towering the area, it slid down a large leaf the size of two men, finally, dripping on Feng Yu, who was hiding underneath the tree.

  Pat!

  "It seems that it's about to start raining," Feng Yu said while wiping the raindrop from his forehead.

  He was silently perched on top of a large branch. His form camouflaged by many gigantic leaves. Occasionally, his ears would make a slight twitching motion as he carefully scouted the region. Soon, his gaze became fixed towards a specific location within a dense field of tall grass. Shortly after, a figure became visible, swiftly making its way through the tall thickets with high speed and skill. It was a panther moving carefully and with agility. This panther was three meters tall, five meters in length, with purples stripes covering its black skin.