Chapter 132: Ordinary Psychic Power

“Come on!”

“Let the storm come even more violently!”

Xu Xiaoshou stood firmly on the smooth training platform, his hands clasped behind his head, his face full of determination.

His body was already slashed and covered in blood and flesh wounds, but he didn’t flinch at all—truly a man, unyielding to the end!

This was already his tenth or so attempt, and he realized that this place not only allowed him to use the heavy water’s immense pressure to temper his body, but each time the sword qi struck, it also solidified his realm a bit more. How could he pass up such benefits?

As for the three to fifty passive points per breath… that was negligible; he absolutely wasn’t yielding just for those passive points.

“Passive value: 6666.”

When he was about to reach his limit, the small bathtub emerged from his chest, blasting him out from under the black water’s intense pressure, and Xu Xiaoshou quickly retracted it into his chest ring.

This was his self-rescue method he’d come up with.

He couldn’t rely entirely on the smooth training platform—he couldn’t afford to gamble like that!

Dead Fish Xu continued to lie limp in the black pool, and after a long while, once his wounds had healed, he stood up again.

“Huff, this passive value… damn it, this training intensity is just way too exaggerated!”

He checked his qi hai; the heavy pressure from the Hei Luo Pubu and the strikes hadn’t affected his passive cultivation at all.

At this point, the ling yuan in his qi hai was as thick as could be; if he removed the Hei Luo Pubu training, he estimated he’d already reached the great perfection of the Ten Realms Refining Spirit!

“This ‘Breathing Method’ is just too overpowered—as long as the spiritual energy concentration is high enough, it’s basically a cheat code!”

Xu Xiaoshou was utterly amazed; just this basic passive skill alone could probably let him ascend to godhood on the spot, let alone the other eight passive skills he had…

His array of passive skills was already starting to show its edge!

He believed that as his strength grew, the potential of these skills would only be tapped into even more, not diminished at all.

After all, passive skills were a prime example of something that shines in the later stages.

Xu Xiaoshou looked back at the Hei Luo Pubu but didn’t rush in right away. Instead, he pulled out the jade slip for “Shi Duan Jian Zhi” and pondered it once more.

Sang Lao had said this place could aid in cultivating “Shi Duan Jian Zhi,” and now he understood why.

The white sword qi falling from the sky—for some reason—could not only cut into one’s foundation, but if you carefully comprehended it, you could grasp that fleeting profound intent within.

Though it only lasted an instant, the sheer volume made up for it!

This was absolutely a great spot for cultivating jian yi and sword techniques; no wonder the stone tablet in front of the black pool had so many names carved on it—probably all sword cultivators.

Xu Xiaoshou had no intention of wasting time on the first step of “Shi Duan Jian Zhi”; his physical body was already strong enough. The most important thing was to comprehend that line: “Jian yi manifests and adheres to the body surface.”

According to the jade slip, true jian yi, once manifested, didn’t take the form of something as direct as sword qi; instead, it was a vague, elusive feeling.

The jade slip called it: ordinary nian li!

That’s right, not just “nian li,” but “ordinary nian li”!

Xu Xiaoshou had thought he misread it at first, but after double-checking, that’s exactly what it said.

He couldn’t help but feel puzzled.

Why call it “ordinary nian li” instead of “common nian li”…?

And question two: since there’s “ordinary nian li,” does that mean there’s “extraordinary nian li”?

But none of that mattered right now; he couldn’t even wrap his head around the concept of nian li as the manifestation of jian yi.

The jade slip’s description was also pretty vague, without a clear definition.

“Maybe something this ambiguous and indefinable is actually the strongest?”

Xu Xiaoshou stroked his chin, thinking of true “pure jian yi combat,” which the jade slip described with concepts like “no moves triumph over moves.”

It was very possible!

Let’s do this!

He cloaked himself in a layer of ling yuan to minimize the sword qi’s damage, then leaped back into the Hei Luo Pubu.

This time, his goal wasn’t just farming passive points—he was serious about training.

The white sword qi had to strike him to let him comprehend its intent, but it couldn’t cause too much harm, or it would mess with his cultivation.

So, he needed a buffer layer to weaken it.

Xu Xiaoshou didn’t have any defensive spiritual tools, so he used ling yuan as the buffer. Luckily, with “Yuan Qi Man Man,” he could afford it.

After a few more tries, he could already hold out a little longer in there.

As the jian yi seeped into the Hei Luo Pubu and flowed upward with the water, the entire Hei Luo Cliff seemed to tremble.

In the next second, an endless barrage of white sword qi rained down, the quantity more than ten times what it was before.

“Holy shit!”

Xu Xiaoshou was stunned and quickly blasted himself out.

With a boom, the training platform was shattered to dust, leaving Xu Xiaoshou trembling.

What the hell?

Is it out to get me? Are you even letting people train here?!

He gazed up at the Hei Luo Pubu soaring into the clouds and started pondering: What exactly is up there? Why does it produce sword qi and the black water?

These things couldn’t just appear out of nowhere, so the source must be…

Xu Xiaoshou suddenly realized that the sword qi from the Hei Luo Pubu had its own intent. Could there already be a spirit here, and his rampant jian yi had disturbed it?

He shook his head; these weren’t things he should be thinking about right now.

“Come on!”

He flew back into the Hei Luo Pubu again; the training platform was gone, but there were still some large rocks, so he picked one and stood on it.

He spread his jian yi, but this time kept it very contained, not letting it extend upward, just gathering it around himself.

“As expected…”

The sword qi from above stayed the same, no increase.

Now Xu Xiaoshou was curious. Most people might just think about finishing their three days of training and leaving, but not him—once something caught his interest, he wanted to dig up the root of it.

Like right now, he really wanted to fly up and explore the Hei Luo Cliff.

Too bad he couldn’t fly that high…

“First, cultivate Shi Duan Jian Zhi, and… break through to the innate realm!” Xu Xiaoshou resolved to himself.

Only if he had more time would he have the ability and means to investigate further.

He focused the jian yi, bit by bit, gathering it onto his fingers—this was a profound task, trying to manifest “intent” into “form.”

Xu Xiaoshou tried for half a day without any success, so he blasted himself out again to catch his breath and heal his body.

“Feels impossible… Can this even work?”

He tried several more times, still without success.

Xu Xiaoshou fell into deep self-doubt. Even following the jade slip’s method, he might not succeed, so how did the Eighth Sword Immortal think of this step and actually pull it off?

Geniuses must have holes in their brains…

It’s just not normal!

Xu Xiaoshou didn’t rush back into the waterfall; he was someone who liked to think things through. Since the jade slip’s way wasn’t working…

Then change it!

He wasn’t a stranger to that!

A flash of inspiration hit his mind: Why did his jian yi have to spread out first and then gather? Wouldn’t going from inside out be stronger?