Chapter 221: Sword-loving Grass, charging into the tower with unstoppable force
The Pei Zitian robe in front of him fluttered, and his aura was strong and complete. In just a few decades, his cultivation had reached the eighth level of the Spirit Transformation.

This level of progress in cultivation is rare in Feiyun City. Even though his clone Chen Sheng has many means of increasing his cultivation speed, his current cultivation level is only comparable to his.

Not only that, this person's whole body was filled with sword energy, which seemed to be unable to be suppressed, as if he had already reached a very high level.

This level of cultivation and swordsmanship is truly rare.

"You're not talking? Are you afraid to compete with me?"

Chen Sheng remained silent. Pei Zitian thought that the other party was scared, and suddenly a hint of pride appeared on the corner of his mouth.

But he had no idea that Chen Sheng was communicating privately with Chen An at this time.

"Are you sure you can beat this guy?"

"To be honest, I'm afraid it's a little bit inferior."

Chen Sheng has never slacked off in these years, but he has to manage the family while practicing. He cannot neglect his sword skills and also needs to take care of the spiritual plants. He has been very busy these years.

Even so, his cultivation was only at the eighth level of the Spirit Transformation Realm, and he could only reach the third area of ​​the fifth level of the Ten Thousand Swords Tower. On the other hand, Pei Zitian could probably reach the sixth level.

I just don’t know what kind of opportunity Pei Zitian had that allowed his cultivation and sword skills to soar to such a level.

"Don't be afraid, just hold him off for a while. I will go to the Ten Thousand Swords Tower to help you!"

Chen An instructed his clone to arrange a time with Pei Zitian.

Originally, he wanted to delay it for a while, after all, the time they agreed on was very long, but Pei Zitian seemed unwilling to wait for long, and could only wait for three days at most.

In desperation, Chen Sheng could only agree. With the contract with the tower spirit, he could not avoid fighting.

After sending Pei Zitian away with satisfaction, Chen An took out the Qiankun Pot, left the Chen family and headed for the central city area.

Arrived in front of the Ten Thousand Swords Tower and walked in.

This time, he must rush from the first level to at least the fifth level. The sudden appearance of such a figure on the Ten Thousand Swords List is expected to cause quite a stir.

Before climbing the tower, he first called out to the tower spirit. Then, under the tower spirit's lifeless gaze, Chen An took an anonymous identity, named "Wu Guang".

Somehow, Chen An suddenly thought of Zhao Dahai, who was ranked first on the Ten Thousand Swords List. Chen An was not sure about the others, and guessed that this person probably also used an anonymous identity.

A tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. If it is too eye-catching, it will definitely attract too much attention, which is not a good thing in Feiyun City.

Using an anonymous identity, Chen An entered the first floor. With the sword skills accumulated by his clone, he was unstoppable and soon reached the third area of ​​the fifth floor.

The ancient trees here are towering, with branches and leaves covering the sky, and lush vines entwined among them, forming a vibrant picture.

But in places like this, the situation is far from as peaceful as it seems.

Chen An had just stepped into this area and had not had time to carefully survey the surrounding environment when suddenly several sharp green sword beams shot out from the depths of the ancient tree, crisscrossing like a spirit snake coming out of a cave, with a threatening edge, and rushed straight towards him.

Faced with this sudden attack, Chen An did not show any panic. He took a deep breath, mobilized the powerful sword intent in his body, condensed it into an indestructible sword shield, and easily blocked the attacks of these sword beams.

At the same time, he silently practiced the Qingling Huaqi Jue, continuously absorbing the sword light overflowing from the surroundings into his body, refining the sword energy in it, leaving only the purest sword intent, constantly strengthening himself.

With the help of the Qingling Huaqi Jue, Chen An seemed to have transformed into a bottomless abyss, madly devouring the surrounding sword energy. Not long after, the originally extremely sharp sword energy was completely consumed, as if it had never appeared.

In the brief respite, the ancient tree deep inside suddenly seemed to be awakening a giant beast. Several vine tentacles snaked out like snakes and intertwined in the air to form a huge green net curtain, tightly blocking this piece of sky and earth. For a moment, it seemed as if the entire forest had turned into a cage, trapping Chen An inside.

The sword energy shot out from the tentacles was like a rainbow, surging from all directions, as if the Milky Way was upside down. The sword light was so bright that it cut the air with a hissing sound.

Chen An moved and jumped out of the center of the encirclement like a ghost, avoiding the sharp sword energy in the sky. He took a deep breath, released the sword intent, resisted the attack of the vine tentacles, and quietly absorbed the wood sword intent they released.

At the same time, the three sword powers of water, fire, and earth that had fought each other on the lower level came from all directions like sharks that smelled blood, and actually came to join in the fun.

Even so, Chen An's breath remained steady as he silently practiced the Qingling Huaqi Jue.

As time went by, the aura of the several sword intentions in front of him gradually weakened as the two sides increased and decreased, but Chen An was still full of energy, and soon he surpassed the opponent.

Seeing that it was almost done, he controlled the sword energy in his body and cut the vines into countless pieces with one sword.

The fifth level is not too difficult, it's just that the clone Chen Sheng's cultivation level is relatively low, and he cannot maximize the power of the Qingling Huaqi Jue. If he is given a certain amount of time to accumulate slowly, he will definitely be able to reach a higher level, but time is too tight now to allow this.

After killing the Wood Sword Intent, Chen An stepped into the sixth floor without hesitation. After entering, he was greeted by the strong Gold Sword Intent.
Several hours later, Chen An's figure appeared on the seventh floor, the level of Wind Sword Intent!
Since entering the fifth floor, the population of the tower has begun to drop sharply. There are almost no people even on the sixth floor, let alone the seventh floor.

After all, at this level, a breakthrough in swordsmanship is not something that can be achieved overnight. Those who can continue to advance have already done so, and those who cannot will find it difficult to make any further progress in a short period of time.

Chen An was braving the fierce gale and looked up. He could vaguely see a black-robed figure in the distance, bending over and busy with something.

It is indeed not easy to meet someone on the rarely visited seventh floor, but Chen An did not want to pay attention to it and just wanted to continue studying kendo.

But the figure in black robe dug a hole, and no one knew what he buried in it. While filling the hole, he looked around quietly, with shifty eyes, as if he was doing something shameful.

Seeing this, Chen An was not in a hurry to leave. If he showed up rashly in this situation, he would definitely get into trouble.

But after a moment, the black shadow seemed to have finished his work, and immediately set off for the next area on the seventh floor and disappeared here.

Chen An smiled lightly, but did not immediately go forward to check, but continued to hide patiently.

Sure enough, half an hour later, the other party suddenly turned back and carefully checked the place where he had buried the items. Finding that there was nothing suspicious around, he turned around and left with peace of mind.

Seeing that the other party had really left, Chen An revealed himself and came to a piece of land made of gold and stone.

This place has been ravaged by wind-attributed sword power for years, and the land has long been as hard as a rock. Ordinary cultivators cannot break through it unless they have the strength to at least reach the ninth level of the Ten Thousand Swords Tower.

Moreover, judging from the appearance alone, there is no sign that anyone has tampered with the place, which shows that this person's kendo skills are quite high.

Chen An pondered for a moment and roughly guessed several burial locations based on where the black-robed figure had just been.

Immediately after identifying one of the places, the sword intent in his body became like a rainbow. Suddenly, the four sword intents of water, fire, earth and wood burst out and transformed into four mutually superimposed invisible impacts. After just a few moves, he forcibly cut a shallow gully in the land before him.

Chen An smiled slightly. There was nothing that could not be cut by one sword intent. If there was, then just use a few more.

"Is this... a seed?"

In the ravine in front of me, there was a faint oval-shaped object, which looked a bit like a spiritual seed.

This person is quite interesting, planting spiritual plants in the Ten Thousand Swords Tower.

The sword energy is everywhere in this tower, and even in the safe zone there is some sword energy, but it is not enough to pose a threat to the cultivators. Ordinary spiritual beings cannot survive here.

"Hmm? There seems to be a very weak sword intent within this spirit seed."

After picking up the oval spirit seed and examining it carefully for a moment, Chen An seemed to recognize it. He had read all the books in the inheritance pavilion of the mermaids and read through the inheritance of countless years on the island. He had seen the introduction of this kind of spirit seed in it.

The oval seed in front of you is called Sword-Eating Grass. It is born with a strong ability to sense sword intent. It can absorb the power of sword energy and sword intent in the surrounding environment and convert it into nutrients, thereby accelerating its own growth.

When the sword-loving grass grows to a certain size, its leaves will become indestructible and extremely sharp, and even ordinary mysterious weapons will find it difficult to match it.

With just a little refining, it can become a top-quality Xuanqi-level magic sword. This kind of spiritual plant is naturally suitable as a material for refining magic swords.

At the same time, the sword-eating grass that absorbs enough sword intent itself contains extremely pure sword intent. Even if others do not have the Qingling Huaqi Jue, they can rely on it to quickly improve their sword skills.

But there is one thing, if there is no human intervention, this thing will devour the sword intent endlessly. One or two plants are fine, but if there are too many, the sword intent of the seventh level alone will not last long.

Thinking back to the black-robed figure's previous behavior, it was obvious that he was up to no good.

In just a short while, Chen An searched carefully along the opponent's movement trajectory and actually dug out several sword-eating grass seeds.

This person's intention is obvious. He wants to rely on the sword-eating grass to absorb the sword intent and enjoy the benefits alone after it matures.

But once so many sword-loving grasses grow up, the amount of sword intent they absorb will definitely be enormous. By then, I'm afraid the entire seventh floor of the Ten Thousand Swords Tower will collapse.

The Ten Thousand Swords Tower is divided into eighteen floors and has stood for ten thousand years, but the Ten Thousand Swords Tower is a whole. If one floor collapses, other places will also be damaged.

The black-robed figure hurried to the next area on the seventh floor. He probably had sword-eating grass seeds in his hand, and it was estimated that the sword intent in other areas was also within his plan.

If it were other matters, Chen An would just turn a blind eye and didn't want to get involved in trouble because of these things.

But this matter concerns the Ten Thousand Swords Tower, and even more so his own sword practice. Standing by and watching would not be in his own interest. After pondering for a moment, he decided to follow and take a look first.

After a long time, they searched all three areas on the seventh floor, but still could not find any trace of the man. It was as if he had disappeared.

"This man's swordsmanship is quite strong, he must have gone to the eighth floor!"

After searching in vain, Chen An said with certainty.

Soon he came to the end of the seventh floor. He no longer planned to hone his sword intent step by step. Together with the golden sword intent he absorbed on the previous floor, five sword intents came out at the same time. In a short while, he killed all the blocking golden sword intent without leaving a trace.

He circulated the Qingling Huaqi Jue for a few rounds, swallowing up all the remaining sword intent hovering around the pass, and then ascended to the eighth floor.

Looking around, there was an ice field in front of him, snowflakes were dancing in the sky, and the bone-chilling coldness came over him. Even though Chen An had made great progress in physical training, he still felt a little chill.

Every snowflake contains a trace of ice sword intent. If you stay here for a long time, you will definitely be hurt.

However, compared to the sword-loving grass, these are not big problems. The sword intent circulated in Chen An's body, and the coldness on his body disappeared.

Relying on the increasingly powerful sword intent, he quickly searched most of the eight floors. Afterwards, he found that the number of sword-eating grass on this floor was more than half that of the previous floor, with almost twenty pieces!

These spiritual seeds alone are worth a fortune. I can’t imagine who could be so generous as to resort to such means.

Going deeper along the direction of the Ten Thousand Swords Tower and reaching the third area on the eighth floor, Chen An saw a familiar figure.

The graceful figure in front of him was wearing a dark purple dress embroidered with a golden phoenix pattern. She was mobilizing the icy sword intent in her body to fight against the ice and snow around her.

Situ Yanran?

This girl is none other than Situ Li’s sister, the pillar of the younger generation of the Situ family, Situ Yanran.

No wonder there are sword-eating grass only in the first two areas of the eighth floor.

However, I heard that the other party had entered the eighth floor of the Ten Thousand Swords Tower decades ago. I didn’t expect that so much time has passed and he is still wandering around here.

But compared to swordsmanship, after all these years, the other party's cultivation has already achieved the level of refining emptiness, and the speed of cultivation is indeed not slow.

For a treasure of such a noble family, there is naturally no need for other cultivators to risk their lives and go deep into the Sea of ​​Riot to compete for the opportunity to enter the Spiritual Breath Abyss.

Resources for the realm of virtual refining are not easy to come by, but with the background of the Situ family, they can always get them by paying some price.

"The strength of the Ice Python at the end of the eighth floor is comparable to that of a cultivator who has reached the Perfect Divine Transformation Stage. I advise you to wait until you have enough strength before coming back."

With snow all over the sky, Situ Yanran glanced at Chen An who was going straight deeper and reminded him softly.

At the same time, she was secretly surprised that the cultivator who could step into this place had a sword skill that was not far from the level of sword incarnation, so he should not be an unknown person.

However, many faces of cultivators with such strength flashed through his mind, and after eliminating them one by one, he still couldn't recognize who the person in front of him was.

Could it be that he is a new guest official from some family?
This is possible. There are several guests in the Situ family whose sword skills are not inferior to hers, and their sword intent is only one step away from transforming into a human form.

"Miss Situ, don't worry about that. If I wasn't sure, I wouldn't come here."

"Who are you? Do you know me?" Situ Yanran's beautiful eyes flashed, as if she could see through Chen An at a glance.

"My name is Wu Guang. Fairy Situ is well-known, so it's hard not to know her."

Chen An then remembered that the person he had contacted with last time was his clone Chen Sheng, not himself. Fortunately, he reacted in time, so he should be able to get away with it.

The other party is beautiful and powerful, and is a dazzling pearl wherever she goes. There are few people in Feiyun City who don’t know the name "Situ Yanran", so it is reasonable for him to call out the other party's name.

"But from your tone just now, I always feel that this is not the first time we meet."

"I have seen her before, but Fairy Situ is of noble status, and the people around her are all outstanding, so naturally she would not care about an ordinary cultivator like me."

In order to put the matter behind him, Chen An subtly changed the subject.

But this woman is also very sensitive. She can detect something wrong at the slightest flaw.

“Yeah, but I don’t remember it.”

There are countless young talents like Situ Yanran, a female cultivator, who are eager to make friends with her. Among them, there are some truly outstanding people. Chen An, who seems to be nothing special on the surface, is just one of many ordinary male cultivators in her eyes and does not leave much impression on her.

Just as Situ Yanran was muttering to herself, she saw Chen An quietly turn around and leave, heading towards the deepest part of the eighth floor.

She was a little uneasy watching Chen An's departing back, and said in surprise: "When did so many sword cultivators who I don't know appear in Feiyun City? The black-robed man just barged in, and now this Wu Guang is also the same."

After practicing alone for a while, Situ Yanran became more and more curious. She wanted to see whether this "Wu Guang" could really make it through the eighth floor or be teleported out of the tower directly.

Immediately, he restrained his sword intent and followed with light lotus steps.

But when she reached the deepest part of the eighth floor, she did not find "Wu Guang". She only found some body fragments on the ground around him. At the same time, the ice python guarding the gate also disappeared.

(End of this chapter)