The Formless Sword - 470

A golden light touched Zhu Yi in the middle of a sword swing. Before he realized it, he was in the middle of a large group of people. He recognized a lot of the faces around him.

"It seems the inheritance has closed." Zhou Fan said.

Instead of feeling sad, Zhu Yi was excited. After practicing the sword for so long, Zhou Fan had promised to teach him an actual technique once the inheritance closed.

It would be his second technique after sword wave. Everything he had learned so far had simply been a sword style.

When they came out, the remaining people split into three groups. Zhu Yi was with the white palace city group. Only he and Wu Qin remained. It seemed that the other two had died in the inheritance.

Looking at the other two groups, there seemed to be a fair amount of casualties. Of course, no group was missing half like the white palace city group.

As the other two groups walked away, Wen Si nodded at Zhu Yi. Zhu Yi nodded back and returned home.

Nobody discussed what was received inside the inheritance. It was private information.

Zhu Yi soon returned home. As soon as he did, he grabbed his sword and looked at Zhou Fan expectantly.

Zhou Fan sighed and jumped off of his shoulder. His soul form grew until it was the size of a normal human. This was something he was now able to do after recovering three times inside of the inheritance.

"I'm going to teach you one of my favorite sword techniques. It was actually not created by me. It is called the formless sword."

Zhu Yi listened closely.

"Before learning the sword part, you first need to experience formlessness. Usually, this would take many years. However, you have something that Tian Fu didn't. You have god level sword talent. As long as you practice formlessness with the intention of learning the sword technique, you should be able to master it quickly."

Zhu Yi found it hard to understand, but he nodded. Zhou Fan spent a while explaining the specifics before Zhu Yi began.

He sat cross legged in the middle of the yard. While cultivating under the assistance of Zhou Fan, he did his best to experience formlessness. In order to help him, a sword was laid across his lap.

Zhu Yi spent a while sitting like that. With king rank meridians and Zhou Fan's assistance, the Foundation Establishment realm was like a joke. 

It took a year for Zhu Yi to reach formlessness. This was under the condition that he had god level sword talent and Zhou Fans assistance. Otherwise, it would be impossible for Zhu Yi to ever succeed.

In that same year, Zhu Yi reached the peak of the Foundation Establishment realm.

Before caring about that, however, Zhu Yi stood up and grabbed a sword. Zhou Fan, in his full body form, taught Zhu Yi the true formless sword. Zhu Yi caught on pretty quick and learned the formless sword in just a day. He would have to train in order to fully master it, but he could now do that by himself.

Zhu Yi unsheathed his sword and did a flip-like movement in the air. Without any noise or sound, a mannequin's head flew off.

The formless sword did not even need instant completion since almost nobody at the same level could detect it.

Almost anyone who could would be able to instantly defeat Zhu Yi regardless.

Zhu Yi needed to practice the formless sword more and cultivate, but there was one problem. He was at the 10th level of the Foundation establishment realm. If he advanced any further, he would no longer be able to enter White Palace City. 

This really wasn't a huge issue, but White Palace City was Zhu Yi's home. It was essentially the only place in the world that he knew. 

He asked his master for guidance.

"It's just a city. We can wander the world rather freely once you reach the core formation realm. Before we leave, however, you need to beat up that old guy."

Zhu Yi knew who Zhou Fan was talking about. His hatred had mostly faded over time, but he was still very willing to beat that old man up.

Zhu Yi put a stop to practicing the sword for now and focused on cultivating. The missions at the Assassination guild did not have anything he was interested in any more. 

With his king rank meridians, spirit stones, and Zhou Fan's help, he was nearly at the limit of cultivation speed in the Foundation Establishment realm. 

Although Zhu Yi had forgotten to set up a time bubble before, he did so now. He still hadn't learned arrays, but he would have plenty of time later.

Zhu Yi exited the time bubble after 4 months. He packed up his stuff, which was just a sword and his spatial ring that was already on him, before heading towards the exit of White Palace City.

He walked slowly and enjoyed the scenery for the last time. Still, he eventually made it out of the city.

Zhu Yi did not go straight out in search of a new place to live, but took a detour. Before long, he was in front of the nascent soul realm cultivators house. Around 10 feet away from it, he sat down and cultivated. 

After a minute, the old man came out and saw Zhu Yi. "What the hell are you doing here brat?"

Zhu Yi didn't answer. Moments later, he broke through.

The nascent soul realm cultivator noticed it and stopped speaking.

"It's finally time." Zhu Yi opened his eyes and looked at the old man.

The nascent soul realm old man noticed the intent within his gaze. "Who do you think you are?"

Zhu Yi did not answer. He grabbed his sword and his figure blurred.

The nascent soul realm cultivator's eyes widened and Water Qi burst out from his body. It formed a perfect protective sphere around him.

Zhu Yi appeared above the bubble and unsheathed his sword. "Sword Wave."