Chapter 21: Seven Kills Sword Technique-Surpreendente! O mestre de almas renasce e leva o Clã das Sete Joias de Vidro à vitória(Pequena ponte sob a lua)

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So, this kind of martial soul is called a corporeal martial soul!
He had studied many martial souls but was unaware there was such a term.
“Haha, Fengzhi, are you surprised? Otherwise, why do you think we let this kid join our sect?”
Bone Douluo had quietly slipped beside Ning Fengzhi’s ear, speaking in a voice only the two of them could hear.
Ning Fengzhi soon calmed down. Such a talent could not be left outside.
“All right, put it away.” Ning Fengzhi was now even more satisfied with Jun Han, and this boy’s gaze toward the eldest daughter was different from how he looked at others.
But it wasn’t certain yet; more observation was needed.
Ning Fengzhi said, “You must be tired from the journey. I’ll arrange a room for Jun Han. You all can go back and rest.”
“Okay, Father.”
Everyone chatted happily, and soon each returned to their own quarters.
Jun Han was led by a servant to his room.
Ning Xi also returned to her room to continue cultivation and sword practice.
In the following days, for some unknown reason, Bone Douluo accepted Jun Han as his disciple, and Jun Han did not refuse, naturally bowing to him as his master.
Now things were settled; both the Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo had disciples, and Ning Rongrong could only pester other elders for a while.
Of course, it was just for a few days, as a reward for obtaining a six-hundred-year soul ring.
...
Morning sunlight filtered through the thin mist, shining over the spacious rear mountain of the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda Sect.
The Sword Douluo was already waiting there, his figure like a drawn sword, radiating a sharp aura.
Ning Xi arrived at the rear mountain and saw the Sword Douluo standing with his hands behind his back, expression serious and focused.
She hurried forward and saluted respectfully, “Master.”
The Sword Douluo nodded slightly, his gaze piercing, “Disciple, the stages of learning are: initial glimpse, some accomplishment, consummate skill, peak mastery, transcendent, transformation, and pinnacle of swordsmanship.”
“I originally thought it would take you at least a year to reach the peak mastery in basic sword techniques, but unexpectedly, you achieved it ahead of time in less than a year.”
“So, since you have obtained your first soul ring and your basic sword technique has reached this level, I will start teaching you the Seven Killings Sword Technique beginning today.”
His voice was deep and powerful, each word carrying immense weight.
The Sword Douluo’s expression was solemn, his eyes filled with dedication and pursuit of the sword path.
He slowly turned to face Ning Xi and continued, “The Seven Killings Sword Technique is the essence of my Seven Killings Sword martial soul. Only those with firm will and exceptional talent can learn it and succeed.”
He paused briefly, looking directly at Ning Xi, “Though you are young, I see your steadfast character and extraordinary talent. Today, I will teach you the first form of the Seven Killings Sword Technique. I hope you will cultivate it diligently and live up to my expectations.”
After speaking, he raised his right hand, and in his palm appeared a phantom long sword—the very Seven Killings Sword.

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With a flick of his wrist, the sword emitted a clear, resonant hum, as if responding to his call.
“This is the first form of the Seven Killings Sword Technique, called: Sword Qi Protection.” The Sword Douluo spoke as he began demonstrating.
This defensive mastery of the Seven Killings Sword Technique can form a powerful sword qi shield, capable of both offense and defense, with a protective strength strong enough to withstand all attacks in the world.
His movements flowed like clouds and water, the sword moving with his body; every strike and form was filled with sharp killing intent and endless variations.
Ning Xi watched intently, silently memorizing every detail.
The Seven Killings Sword Technique is famed throughout the world, consisting of seven forms:
Sword Qi Protection, Thirteen Strings in a Cup, Heavy Sword Without Edge, Sword of Killing Intent, Shaking the Ancient and Illuminating the Present, Moving Mountains and Filling Seas, and Unity of Sword and Self.
“Xi’er, you must reach the peak mastery in each form before I teach you the next.”
“Master, I understand.”
Ning Xi nodded. The path to strength cannot be rushed.
Only by solidifying the foundation can she go further.
In the days that followed, Ning Xi devoted herself wholeheartedly to cultivating the newly acquired Seven Killings Sword Technique.
In her previous life, she only had an auxiliary martial soul; in this life, with more powerful auxiliary martial souls emerging and the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda gradually becoming outdated, no one could be blamed.
Therefore, she was very glad to have returned to a time ten thousand years ago with such talent and would not squander this opportunity given by heaven.
Gaining a breath of life for herself was wonderful; she enjoyed this kind of life.
In this harsh world where the strong devour the weak, everyone desires to grow stronger.
Ten thousand years later, that era was filled with all manner of demons and monsters, countless powerful forces rose, and their Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda Sect became obsolete.
Alas.
After finishing a day’s cultivation, Ning Xi sat alone in the backyard, quietly lost in thought.
It had been nearly seven years since her rebirth ten thousand years ago.
Ning Xi looked up at the moon, feeling a moment of trance as if she had returned to the lonely days of her past.
Mother... mother... was killed by the evil soul master...
She must become strong...!
Mother...
Unconsciously, Ning Xi tasted a hint of saltiness; she realized she was crying.
Hoo!
Moonlight like water poured over the tranquil lake surface, sparkling as if countless stars gently swayed, echoing the bright moon above, forming a breathtaking scene.
Such a beautiful moon, such a lovely view.

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Ning Xi smiled wryly and was about to stand and return to her room when someone suddenly appeared by her side.
“Here, wipe.”
A somewhat childish and clear voice sounded in her ear. Ning Xi was stunned.
It was Jun Han.
When had he come over without her noticing?
Jun Han held a finely embroidered handkerchief and placed it in Ning Xi’s hand.
“Thank you.” Ning Xi took it, quickly wiping away her tears and regaining her usual calm and warmth.
“...”
Jun Han did not ask why she was crying.
A silence followed; they didn’t exchange a word, and Jun Han made no attempt to comfort her, simply sitting quietly beside her.
It was as if this was a silent companionship.
“It’s late; you should go back and rest.” Ning Xi stood, looking down at him. “I’ll wash your handkerchief and return it to you.”
Jun Han nodded, stood up, and accompanied her to the path where they parted.
“Sister Xi Xi, relax and enjoy life; don’t put too much pressure on yourself.”
Before leaving, Jun Han said this.
Ning Xi paused briefly, then quickened her pace.
She did not understand why she had felt such a strong connection with a child at that moment.
Unable to fathom it, she chose not to dwell on the matter and let things take their natural course.
Most of the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda Sect still wielded auxiliary martial souls with relatively weak offensive power, but now things had changed.
Under Ning Xi’s secret and hands-on soul tutor training, within months, those with talent could already craft third-level soul devices.
At least storage soul devices had become more common, with most disciples carrying one, making it much easier to carry other items—saving much trouble.
Additionally, large quantities of whale glue were procured, which, when consumed, truly allowed one to absorb higher-level soul rings.
Of course, all this was to be kept secret at Ning Xi’s insistence, and no one except the Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo was to know.
Only disciples who passed tests and earned trust could qualify to consume whale glue.
Primarily because it was unsuitable for too many people to know its effects now.
After playing for a few days, Ning Rongrong had no choice but to study earnestly, following Ning Xi’s example, diligently practicing concentration control every day.