Yu Daohén suddenly understood that the Kang Long Jian, unlike swords and other sharp weapons, couldn't deliver a fatal blow with a single thrust. If it didn't target the enemy's head, it was difficult to kill with one strike. Therefore, he had to play to its strengths, attacking the enemy's weapons and then seizing opportunities to inflict heavy damage.
"I get it." Yu Daohén threw the wooden stick to Liu Feng and picked up his own. "Again!"
Liu Feng grinned, stomped the ground, and swung his wooden stick, chopping at Yu Daohén.
Yu Daohén dodged to the side. Liu Feng chopped again. Yu Daohén didn't rush to defend but instead swung his own wooden stick to parry Liu Feng's strike.
Liu Feng's speed was incredible, giving Yu Daohén no chance to attack. However, every time Liu Feng swung his wooden stick to chop, Yu Daohén could parry it with his own.
Of course, most of the time he ended up failing, but at least he could hold out for ten rounds.
They practiced until half-past six in the afternoon. Yu Daohén was drenched in sweat from exhaustion, while Liu Feng was still unfazed, not even breathing heavily, and hadn't broken a sweat.
Seeing that it was about time, Liu Feng spoke about the second method of using the Kang Long Jian.
"You must have heard, the Kang Long Jian is said to break all weapons. Strike and it will shatter!"
Yu Daohén nodded. "That's right, but it's just a legend."
Yu Daohén had used the Kang Long Jian for so long without ever shattering another weapon. He also didn't understand the purpose of the rotating handle on the grip, so he had never used it.
Liu Feng shook his head. "Ordinary maces don't have this ability because their hardness isn't enough. But the Kang Long Jian is different. Its material is Xuan Shi, which is incredibly hard. Injecting your Qi and using the rotating handle allows you to detect the cracks in other weapons. Strike and it will shatter."
Yu Daohén's eyes lit up upon hearing this. If it could truly shatter any weapon, it would be incredibly powerful.
During a clash, breaking the enemy's weapon would leave them fighting bare-handed, utterly defenseless.
"How do I do it?" Yu Daohén asked, his face filled with excitement. If he could learn this move, he would have the strength to contend with experts on the Heaven Ranking.
Liu Feng shook his head and smiled faintly. "Don't try to swallow too much at once. Take it slow."
Yu Daohén suppressed his excitement and ran into the house. "I'll go make dinner."
Ever since they arrived at the wooden house, Yu Daohén had been cooking. He didn't know what his relationship with Liu Feng was like in his previous life, but since Liu Feng was willing to teach him, he would take care of the cooking and housework.
Liu Feng watched Yu Daohén run into the wooden house and smiled helplessly. He took a step towards the wooden house and then stopped.
"Why are you here?" Liu Feng said, looking towards the nearby forest.
Seeing no reaction from the forest, Liu Feng frowned and walked into it.
Inside the forest, a man dressed in ancient attire, with a handsome face and phoenix-like eyes, stood among the trees.
Liu Feng's expression was not pleasant. He snorted, "Why are you here?"
Qin Muyu's expression was equally displeased. "What, do I need to report to you before coming here?"
Liu Feng scoffed. "If you're worried, go inside and take a look. What's the point of lurking around here?"
Qin Muyu didn't retort, perhaps feeling a bit awkward at being exposed, but the embarrassment vanished in an instant. He took out a small glass bottle and threw it over. "I just came to give you this."
Liu Feng caught the glass bottle and looked at the liquid within, which emitted a faint red glow. Before he could speak, Qin Muyu had already turned and left.
A triumphant smile spread across Liu Feng's face. "Just say you're worried, no need to be so stubborn."
Liu Feng glanced at the red liquid in the small glass bottle again, a sense of emotion washing over him.
This was no ordinary blood, but the essence blood of that fellow. Using one drop was equivalent to consuming a year of cultivation. This small glass bottle contained about ten years' worth.
"This guy is still the same," Liu Feng sighed and walked towards the wooden house.
"I saw you walking towards the forest. Did something happen?" Yu Daohén asked curiously.
Liu Feng shook his head. "No, it was just a squirrel. Get some rest after dinner, we have training tomorrow."
Yu Daohén nodded, but he still had a feeling that Qin Muyu had been there.
After dinner, Yu Daohén cleaned the dishes and then sat down cross-legged to cultivate.
In the deep forest, a figure was walking slowly. The moonlight cast a desolate shadow on him.
Gazing at the moon, Qin Muyu fell into a reverie.
A thousand years ago.
In the vast sky, a woman knelt on a white cloud. Her white ancient gown made her look delicate and captivating.
Above the white cloud, countless figures watched the woman.
"Fairy, you have ascended to immortality. Why must you risk the entire Heavenly Court for two beasts? Retreat quickly, and we can spare your life."
A majestic voice came from above.
The woman lowered her head and pleaded, "I beg all the celestial gods to spare them. I am willing to cripple my own cultivation and live as a mortal forever."
"Hmph, they violated heavenly rules and disrupted the balance of the mortal world, allowing many lower-realm beings to ascend. Their crimes are unforgivable and they must be executed!"
The stern voice echoed from above again, devoid of any emotion.
"Is there truly no hope?" the woman pleaded again.
"Fairy, leave immediately, or we will execute you as well!"
Seeing that her pleas were in vain, the woman looked at the two men behind her, who were on the verge of death. "Quick, escape!!"