Ji Mofan reached out and poked the chain on his waist.
Xiao Wangyan showed no intention of untying him, but merely raised an eyebrow slightly, "Are you so weak? You can't even lift a sword weighing less than two pounds without using spiritual power?"
Ji Mofan couldn't help but curl his fingertips slightly.
What else is there to say? Xiao Wangyan was simply trying to make things difficult for him.
The sword manuals of the Yuncang Sword Sect are certainly not the type that cannot be used if one's spiritual power level is insufficient, but the further one progresses in learning them, the more terrifying the consumption of physical strength becomes.
With the help of spiritual energy to unblock the meridians, one can more easily complete the movements required in the sword manual.
Conversely, one must strengthen the body in order to support the physical requirements of the sword manual when spiritual energy is insufficient.
but......
Ji Mofan sighed, but didn't hesitate in front of him. He turned around, stepped out of the corridor, and landed in the courtyard. At the same time, the Snow Embracing Sword in his hand was drawn from its sheath with a whoosh, and the icy blue blade tore apart a withered leaf that was falling from the sky.
As its name suggests, the Yuncang Sword Technique is characterized by its lightness like clouds and softness like water.
But swordsmanship is not static; clouds can loom over a city like dark clouds, and water can surge into a vast expanse of waves.
It all depends on who wields this sword—
Xiao Wangyan didn't actually want to see Ji Mofan unable to use spiritual power and forced to exert himself by wielding a sword.
In general, trying to meet his demands is practically futile.
Because the sword techniques used by cultivation sects are not suitable for mortal cultivation, the predecessors did not consider the situation of not using spiritual power when compiling them.
What he was talking about was simply an impossible task.
...That's how it should be.
But Ji Mo Fan completely defied his expectations, refusing to yield a single word, and not even hesitating when drawing his sword.
The blade is untouched by any spiritual energy, yet it still makes a whistling sound when wielded.
It seemed to allow one to hallucinate a rainbow of sword energy.
His eyes darkened slightly.
Xiao Wangyan probably never imagined that Ji Mofan would modify some minor details to make movements that wouldn't violate his physical limits without changing the overall direction of the Yun Cang Sword Technique.
The sword techniques of our predecessors have been passed down for centuries, and have long since reached a point where a single change can have far-reaching consequences; any alteration could disrupt the entire rhythm.
However, Ji Mofan also practiced this sword technique thousands of times, memorizing every detail and using it as smoothly as if it were his own limbs.
Although it was the first time doing this, it wouldn't fool the elders in those sects who had been studying the Yun Cang Sword Technique for years.
But convincing a demon lord who has had few opportunities to interact with the cultivation world in the past thousand years is not a problem.
Moreover, for Ji Mofan himself, he did feel that Xiao Wangyan's brilliant suggestion was indeed of practical significance.
After a century of refinement, the exquisite nature of the Yuncang Sword Technique is beyond question, even to the point of being unquestionable.
However, depending on individual circumstances and the state of battle, there will inevitably be situations where one has to continue using sword techniques even when spiritual energy is not abundant.
It's worth taking the time to investigate; this isn't just a waste of energy on the Demon Lord's interests.
Since entering the path of immortality, Ji Mo Fan has rarely practiced swordsmanship so simply.
Moreover, even if he doesn't intend to use spiritual energy, the spiritual energy stored in his spiritual platform will still flow through every meridian of his limbs and bones, just like breathing, when he moves.
But the situation is completely different now.
The existence of the Immortal-Locking Chains forced his spiritual platform to close, leaving him only able to use his physical body.
A completely different experience. Even though a thin layer of sweat had seeped from his forehead after completing a set of sword techniques, Ji Mofan's eyes lit up for once.
That's great! I really want to find someone who has also seriously studied the Yun Cang Sword Technique to discuss it with...
I'll try to write down my thoughts when I get back.
A round of applause came from the distant corridor.
Ji Mofan looked up and saw Xiao Wangyan standing in half of the shadows. His lower body, which was illuminated by the light, was also shadowed by the branches, swaying gently in the breeze.
He vaguely sensed that several maids were hiding in the corner of the corridor not far away, huddled together and making soft sucking sounds.
"Your Excellency..."
"So cool!"
The sound was very soft, but it was still quite noticeable to cultivators. Ji Mo Fan couldn't help but glance at Xiao Wangyan a few more times.
Aren't they all just two eyes, one mouth, one pair of ears, and two nostrils?
And how did someone with such a complicated personality manage to gain so much genuine admiration?
The demonic cultivator's ideas are truly incomprehensible.
"The way His Majesty looked at that righteous sect..."
"Oh, you think so too...?"
Hehehe...
Unable to bear listening any longer, Ji Mofan couldn't help but point to where those people were hiding, "Demon Lord, do your maids have that much free time?"
So all those cold-faced maids he encountered while wandering around were just acting?
In private, he's just like those good-for-nothing junior brothers and sisters from the Yuncang Sword Sect, finding everything interesting except for his official duties.
It seemed that Xiao Wangyan only belatedly noticed the several maids in the distance after Ji Mofan pointed it out, and the expressions on his faces did not seem fake.
However, he didn't lose his temper. Instead, he kindly used a wisp of demonic energy to push everyone out, saying, "Go fetch water and clean the main hall."
The maids hurriedly bowed and then retreated like a tide.
Ji Mofan felt something was off. He shifted his gaze from the maid's last disappearing garments at the corner of the corridor and turned back to look at Xiao Wangyan.
But before he could even turn his head halfway, a chaotic aura suddenly approached from behind.
He instinctively tried to back away, but Xiao Wangyan grabbed his wrist of the hand holding the sword.
"Is it just one move away?" he asked Ji Mofan. "I heard that your Yun Cang Sword Sect's sword technique has ten levels."
With a deft flourish, Yongxue Sword twirled in his hand, its blade striking Xiao Wangyan's wrist guard with a sharp clang.
“What the Demon Lord said is true.” He lifted his eyelids, his expression clearly displeased. “Unfortunately, I have not yet comprehended the tenth level, and I cannot demonstrate it to the Demon Lord now.”
"Really? You're not lying to me, are you?" Xiao Wangyan had no intention of letting go. Relying on the fact that Ji Mofan couldn't hurt him anyway, he exerted force again, almost pulling Ji Mofan into his arms.
"Is there something in this world that even a genius like you cannot fathom?"
“There are heavens beyond heavens.” Ji Mofan did not avoid his probing gaze, since Xiao Wangyan could not seek confirmation from anyone now anyway.
Besides, there were very few people who knew he could use the tenth level of the Yun Cang Sword Technique.
There's no benefit in revealing his hand to more people, and he'd rather keep it hidden for a while longer unless absolutely necessary.
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