World Devouring Dragon

After the elder left, Ron sat in silence, deep in thought. His mind drifted toward sword techniques—how could he refine his skills and improve his cultivation at the same time?

Suddenly, the voice of Shen Tian echoed in his mind.

"The more you work, the more you will gain."

Determined, Ron returned to his room. He began an intense training regimen—weight lifting, running, endurance exercises, and controlled breathing techniques. His body burned with exertion, yet he did not stop. For three days straight, he trained without rest, pushing himself beyond his limits.

After this grueling training, he consumed three Qi Refining Pills, stabilizing the first dragon scale in his bloodline.

— Boom!

A surge of energy erupted within him. His cultivation advanced to the 2nd Qi Refining Realm.

The Awakening of the Sword

Swoosh!

A gust of wind surrounded him. His body lifted slightly into the air, his bloodline stirring with power. A pulse ran through his veins—ancient, vast, and boundless.

Suddenly, a sword technique was imprinted into his mind. A technique so profound that it defied logic.

Heaven-Crushing Slash.

It wasn't just a technique—it was a force of destruction itself.

"What level is this technique?" Ron wondered. "Could it already be beyond what this sect knows?"

Ancient texts spoke of powerful bloodlines bestowing techniques upon breakthroughs, but Ron's bloodline was different. Even he did not fully understand its origins or potential.

A deep thrumming resonated through his bones. Something inside him was awakening.

"Cultivation is the path to power… but the sword is the path of legends."

Exhaling slowly, Ron gripped the practice sword beside him.

Though he had never officially learned any sword techniques, the knowledge flowed within him. His bloodline granted him understanding—not just of the sword, but of the way of battle itself.

Mastery Through Practice

Ron had access to basic sword techniques from the sect's library, but none of them interested him. His bloodline had already granted him something far stronger.

However, he knew he could not wield Heaven-Crushing Slash carelessly. If he failed, the consequences would be devastating.

"Before I use it, I must first understand the sword itself."

For the next several hours, Ron focused on fundamentals.

Swing. Step. Cut. Breathe.

At first, the wooden practice sword felt foreign in his hands. But as he repeated each motion, it gradually became an extension of his body.

— Slash!

His strikes grew sharper.

— Step!

His footwork became precise.

— Thrust!

Each movement carried intent, precision, and lethality.

He was no longer just holding a sword.

He was wielding it.

The Watchful Eyes

As Ron trained, several elders passed by, their gazes falling upon him.

"Strange…" one muttered. "For someone with no prior training, his form is… flawless."

Another elder nodded in agreement. "It's as if he's been wielding a sword for years."

Yet Ron ignored their whispers.

"Not yet… I'm not ready to use Heaven-Crushing Slash."

Far above, in the sect's main hall, a pair of sharp eyes watched from the shadows.

The Sect Leader of the Black Moon Sect, a Master Realm cultivator, had been informed of Ron's potential.

"A mere newcomer… yet his swordplay is already this refined?" He stroked his beard. "Interesting."

He contemplated for a moment before murmuring, "I will arrange for someone to provoke him into a fight."

The First Battle Approaches

By sunset, Ron finally stopped. Sweat dripped from his body, but his grip on the sword remained steady.

He was ready.

Tomorrow, he would test his sword against a real opponent.

Little did he know…

A challenge was already waiting for him.

— To be continued in Chapter 6…

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Progress Update

Cultivation: Qi Refining Realm – Stage 2

Swordsmanship: Sword User (Peak Stage)

Bloodline Progress: 1 Dragon Scale Awakened