Supreme Emptiness

Chapter 305: Chapter 305: Teaching the Sword Control Technique

The Undying Doctor was an old friend of his.

So he recognized the Blue Flame Silver Needle at a glance.

Jiang Fan was surprised that this elder had such extensive experience and could identify the origin of the silver needle.

He took out the silver needles one by one, saying, “They were given to me by Divine Doctor Shangguan.”

Divine Doctor Shangguan?

Such a precious set of silver needles, he gave it to a young man.

Xu Qingyang felt a wave of sadness: “Old guy, you have no successor.”

“Your favorite set of silver needles in life, is now being messed around by your disciples after your death.”

“You must be so sad in your grave right now, aren’t you?”

Thinking of this, he said, “Young boy, I also like this set of silver needles very much.”

“Can you part with them and sell them to me?”

“Ask for whatever you want.”

He wanted to retrieve the silver needles and pass them on to someone reliable.

It would be the last thing he could do for his old friend.

Ling Jinghu, sitting beside and not daring to breathe, was shocked.

This was a promise from the strongest person in the Nine-Sect Land.

Exchanging a set of silver needles for such a promise was like a pie falling from the sky!

Her eyes were red with envy.

Jiang Fan was momentarily stunned, then he said without thinking, “The gift from an old friend, how could I sell it to someone else?”

“Lie down, senior, I need to administer the needles.”

Xu Qingyang showed visible regret and sighed without hiding it, “You might not know how to use these needles.”

With that, he lay down.

He waited for Jiang Fan to start administering the needles before telling him what happens when these needles are used.

Jiang Fan, unhurriedly, conjured flames in his palm, toasting all the Blue Flame Silver Needles.

Moments later, a faint blue flame appeared at the tail end of each silver needle.

Under Jiang Fan’s control, each needle connected end to end, forming what looked like a silver dragon with blue joints.

This sight made Xu Qingyang’s eyes blur for a moment.

Then his old eyes widened, “You… how could you possibly know how to use these needles?”

This method was exactly the same as the Undying Doctor’s back then!

Jiang Fan did not respond, concentrating intensely on manipulating the silver needles and inserting them into corresponding acupoints.

The next moment.

A jet-black stream of blood shot out from Xu Qingyang’s chest, striking the ceiling of the carriage.

With a hiss,

the wooden ceiling was instantly corroded with holes.

Sunlight poured through the holes, casting spots of light.

Which shone on Xu Qingyang’s astonished face.

It wasn’t until Jiang Fan withdrew the needles and placed each one back into the jade box that Xu Qingyang seemed to awaken from a dream.

Feeling the deadly poison drained from his body, he showed an expression of utter surprise, “You… you…”

His astonishment was beyond words.

The deadly poison of the Sky-Devouring Tiger, and there was someone other than the Undying Doctor who could cure it!

No wonder Shangguan Sheng gave him the Blue Flame Silver Needles, turns out, this boy was a naturally gifted Divine Doctor!

His heart was filled with deep comfort.

“Old fool, you must be grinning from ear to ear now, aren’t you?”

Xu Qingyang reminisced.

Then, he looked at Jiang Fan with a gentle gaze.

“Your medical skills are impressive. What do you want as a reward?”

Jiang Fan, having put away the needles, said calmly, “There’s no need.”

“Elder Ling helped me and my friend. I did it on her behalf.”

“If you want to thank someone, thank her.”

Xu Qingyang nodded approvingly.

Humble despite great merit.

A person of excellent character.

Where did that old guy Shangguan Sheng find such a person?

He nodded slightly and casually tossed Ling Jinghu a bottle of pills: “Take it.”

Ling Jinghu caught it, looked closely, and shivered in excitement: “Yuan Condensing Pill?”

“A mid-grade Yuan Condensing Pill?”

The Yuan Condensing Pill was essential for martial artists in the Core Formation Realm to advance their cultivation.

The required medicinal ingredients were extremely rare.

Most Core Formation Realm martial artists wouldn’t consume many pills in their lifetime.

Mid-grade Yuan Condensing Pills were even rarer in the world.

With this Yuan Condensing Pill, Ling Jinghu might break through to the next realm!

This made her incredibly grateful.

She had only said a few words on behalf of Jiang Fan’s friend and received such a huge reward.

While feeling grateful, she also blamed Jiang Fan for being foolish.

The elder in front of him was the Sword King Xu Qingyang!

He offered benefits, yet Jiang Fan refused!

She turned her gaze and said, “Boy, Senior Xu is a master of swordsmanship.”

“If he teaches you a bit of swordsmanship, it will benefit you for a lifetime.”

Her words were both a reminder for Jiang Fan.

And a message to Xu Qingyang.

If you really want to thank Jiang Fan, give something you are best at.

Xu Qingyang understood Ling Jinghu’s meaning and smiled slightly, “Old man naturally will thank this boy generously.”

“However, he can’t learn my swordsmanship.”

Ling Jinghu looked embarrassed.

She had hoped to get some swordsmanship skills for Jiang Fan, but Xu Qingyang didn’t seem willing to teach it.

“Don’t get me wrong, it’s not that I’m stingy,”

Xu Qingyang sighed lightly, “The swordsmanship I practice is not an ordinary art.”

“It requires an extraordinary talent to learn.”

“I’ve tried to teach many of the top sword practitioners of the time, but none could learn it.”

“They became trapped in my swordsmanship, wasting their lives trying to understand it.”

His face showed an unmistakable sorrow.

As the Supreme Elder of the Myriad Swords Sect,

he had always hoped that someone in the sect could inherit his sword control technique and maintain Myriad Swords Sect’s status as the top sword dao sect.

Unfortunately, even the current sect leader, his former favorite disciple,

did not possess the sword path talent to understand his ultimate skill.

Now, he was over eighty years old.

If he couldn’t break through to the legendary Nascent Soul Realm, he would sit down and die in a few years or at most twenty years.

His ultimate skill would vanish with his death.

With a hint of regret, he looked at Jiang Fan and sighed,

“Teaching you my swordsmanship would only harm you.”

“Better to learn something else.”

The sword control technique was too extraordinary.

Once seen, one would get deeply immersed and unable to extract oneself.

It was very easy to waste a lot of time and end up with nothing.

Jiang Fan subtly shook his head.

Wasn’t this old man’s talk a bit too exaggerated?

All the top sword practitioners of the time got lost in it and wasted their years?

Wasn’t the sect leader of the Myriad Swords Sect, a great sword dao master, just for show?

Moreover, the Myriad Swords Sect must have many Supreme Elders like the Green Cloud Sect.

Were they all incapable?

Listening to such unreliable words, Jiang Fan was even less inclined to accept his benefits.

He said calmly, “I already said, I don’t want senior’s benefits.”

“Just thank Elder Ling, that’s enough.”

Xu Qingyang raised his eyebrows.

Jiang Fan didn’t believe him?

But it was normal.

Without witnessing the sword control technique firsthand, anyone would think their sword path talent was unique.

Only after studying the sword control technique would they realize how mediocre they were in the path of the sword.

He sighed slightly, “Alright, I’ll give you the first volume. Take it to study.”

“Just to have a look. If you can’t understand it, don’t be discouraged, got it?”

Saying this, he pulled out half a sword manual and tossed it to Jiang Fan.

Jiang Fan caught it with an inexplicable expression.

Could it be that exaggerated?

Looking at this half-volume of the sword manual didn’t seem reliable.

With a skeptical attitude, he opened the sword manual to look.

He found that it wasn’t a text record of the sword manual.

But a series of flowing sword Qi.

He was not unfamiliar with such ultimate arts.

A quick glance revealed nothing difficult to understand.

It would take him only a two-hour period to comprehend it.

“How about it? I didn’t lie to you, right?”

Xu Qingyang chuckled.

He could already imagine.

At this moment, Jiang Fan was facing a sword manual he couldn’t understand and feeling utterly frustrated.