Su Changyu left.
However, he returned again shortly afterwards.
It was not that he had forgotten something, but rather, Su Changyu was getting increasingly scared as he thought about it.
After all, he had made up that set of sword techniques.
The starting stance was indeed that of the Chuanhe Swordsmanship, but the moves in the middle were randomly made up by him. Hence, they purely looked majestic with no substantial, practical uses.
Ye Ping was honest and candid, but that was also why Su Changyu was afraid that Ye Ping would get too carried away with it.
Hence, Su Changyu went back.
He planned to let Ye Ping demonstrate it once before giving him any more pointers. In that case, Ye Ping wouldn't be too obsessed.
Soon, Su Changyu returned to the rear cliff.
Besides, Ye Ping did not practice swordsmanship. Instead, he closed his eyes and seemed to be thinking about something.
"Little Junior Brother."
Su Changyu yelled and Ye Ping immediately opened his eyes with some bewilderment.
"Eldest Senior Brother, why are you back?"
Ye Ping was a little curious. He had just sat down not long ago and was pondering about the Heavenly River Swordsmanship. To his surprise, Su Changyu returned.
"Little Junior Brother, demonstrate the Heavenly River Swordsmanship once. I'm worried that this sword technique might not be suitable for you."
Su Changyu cut straight to the chase, but there were no hidden meanings in his words.
Ye Ping nodded, and then picked up the sword beside him.
"Eldest Senior Brother, can you wait for a while? I had some thoughts just now and I'd like to think about them."
Ye Ping was a little nervous.
After all, demonstrating sword techniques in front of a supreme Sword Dao powerhouse was provocative.
Especially since he had only read it once, Ye Ping was afraid of making mistakes. Hence, he decided to think about it before saying anything.
"It's alright. I'll wait for you."
Su Changyu did not think much about it.
"Please wait a moment, Eldest Senior Brother."
Ye Ping did not speak anymore. He stood on the spot and closed his eyes before starting to think about the sword techniques.
The sword move immediately appeared in Ye Ping's mind.
There were various sword shadows in his mind.
The nine sword moves were continuously being demonstrated in his mind.
The Heavenly River Swordsmanship was majestic, but in his mind, they were exquisite and oppressive.
It was as if he was not facing the river but the vast ocean.
'But why is it called the Heavenly River Swordsmanship?'
All of a sudden, Ye Ping fell into deep thought.
After a while, he came to a sudden realization.
'What is the Heavenly River?'
The milky way hanging above the sky was the Heavenly River.
The Heavenly River was the milky way.
No ocean could compare to the size of the milky way.
All of a sudden Ye Ping completely understood everything.
Not far away, Su Changyu's feet were a little numb.
He regretted coming over and was also a little dejected about Ye Ping's poor memory.
'I've just demonstrated those sword moves. Why is he taking so long to think about it?'
'Can't he hurry up?'
'I'm so tired.'
'Can it be faster?'
Just as Su Changyu was letting his imagination run wild, Ye Ping demonstrated a sword move.
It was the sound of waves.
It wasn't the sound of a sword but the sound of waves.
In an instant, Su Changyu froze in shock.
After the first move, Ye Ping executed the next move smoothly.
Each move was like a wave of the sea.
Each move was stronger than the one preceding it.
He demonstrated the 20th.
Su Changyu was confused. He had only demonstrated nine moves to Ye Ping, why were there more than a hundred now?
As he progressed, Ye Ping's aura became stronger like the waves in the sea.
He demonstrated move after move and they were stacked infinitely.
A strong wind blew up all the leaves and branches within a few dozen meters, and the ancient trees began shaking.
It was not a sword momentum.
They were just sword moves. Ye Ping swung his sword continuously. The withered leaves actually moved up and down like the waves of the sea.
He demonstrated the 365th move.
The sounds of an explosion followed immediately.
Ten meters directly in front of Ye Ping, the sand and rocks were scattered all over the place. The horrifying sounds of an explosion were deafening.
However, Su Changyu was dumbfounded.
'Damn it, is this the Heavenly River Swordsmanship that I've just taught him?'
Su Changyu froze on the spot.
Ye Ping's sword momentum showed some traces of what he had taught Ye Ping just now, but the difference in their power was worlds apart.
Su Changyu did not know how to describe Ye Ping's sword momentum.
The only thing he knew was that he would definitely die if he fought Ye Ping.
Although he was mediocre, he was a cultivator who was at Level 5 of the Qi Refinement realm.
Yet, Ye Ping had no cultivation level, but he was so strong.
'How does this make any sense?'
'How can this be?'
'I'm so sour about it.'
After coming back to his senses, Su Changyu was incredibly bitter about it.
He really didn't expect that Ye Ping had actually comprehended the nonsensical Heavenly River Swordsmanship.
He was angry and bitter.
Not far away, Ye Ping retrieved his sword and then glanced at Su Changyu with some nervousness.
"Eldest Senior Brother, my aptitude is poor. I'm afraid I've failed to show the essence of this sword technique."
Ye Ping said honestly.
He felt that that sword technique was extremely different and was much more profound than the Four Thunder Sword Techniques. He reckoned that there were definitely more than 365 moves.
Heavenly River Swordsmanship.
"You are indeed mediocre, but it's not too bad since you can deduce 365 moves in a short period of time. Alright, Little Junior Brother, continue training and thinking about it from where you left off."
Su Changyu said casually with a smile.
However, he was incredibly upset.
He didn't want to talk anymore.
He left right away.
Ye Ping looked at Su Changyu who left and subconsciously thought that the latter didn't want to say much to him because of his poor aptitude.
Thinking about this, Ye Ping couldn't help but take a deep breath.
"Eldest Senior Brother, don't worry. I will definitely work hard and strive to achieve one percent of what you have within my lifetime."
Ye Ping said ambitiously and confidently.
Su Changyu almost stumbled and fell onto the ground.
'One percent of what I have?'
'Are you humiliating me?'
'This is an emotional torture.'
'An emotional torture.'
'Little Junior Brother.'
'I, Su Changyu, swear that I will make up a set of sword techniques that you will never learn or understand.'
'I refuse to believe that you can learn anything.'
'If you can learn the next set of sword techniques that I teach you, I'll swallow all the flying swords in Jin Nation right in front of you.'
'I'll dip them in sauce and swallow them.'
Keeping his hands hidden in his long robe, Su Changyu clenched his fists hard and solemnly swore in his heart that he would definitely make up a set of sword techniques that Ye Ping could not comprehend.
'I must! I must do that! I must!'
He had suffered too big of a blow.
He just wanted to be alone now.
Just like that, he continued all the way until late at night.
Inside the Qingyun Dao Sect, Xu Luochen walked out of the hut with a book in his hand, his brows tightly furrowed into a frown.
"The four main ingredients of the Blood Nourishing Pill are Motherwort, Blood Vine, Withered Heart Root, and Tonic Leaf. The nine supportive medicinal ingredients are…"
Xu Luochen muttered to himself as he was memorizing something.
However, he soon picked up the book in his hand and took a look at it again.
He couldn't help but mutter, "It's not the Withered Heart Root, that's a deadly pill. Xu Luochen, Xu Luochen, why can't you remember anything? The alchemy examination is round the corner. If you fail again this time, it will be the eighth time you fail."
Xu Luochen complained in self-reproach.
However, he soon saw the figure of a person on the distant cliff.
It was Su Changyu.
He was gazing at the stars alone quietly, appearing melancholic and sorrowful.
"Eldest Senior Brother's condition has been deteriorating."
"Ah, Eldest Senior Brother is just being too impatient. Even if Junior Brother's aptitude is poor, it can't be that bad, right?"
"He just has low aptitude, what's the big deal? Is the Qingyun Dao Sect that impressive? How impatient."
"As a teacher, he lacks patience and gets so greatly affected by something trivial. How useless. How can he be the Sect Leader in the future?"
"I'll be teaching this Little Junior Brother tomorrow. I have to teach Eldest Senior Brother what it's like to be a teacher."
Xu Luochen couldn't help but shake his head before continuing to memorize the prescriptions, not bothered at all.