Death… And Me

Chapter 1624 Ophilia　　Rean then asked her with an angry expression, "Didn't you see that I held the upper hand in our clash just now? I could totally change the direction of my sword to go upwards and cut your head while you refused to let your sword go. Don't forget that your life is more important than any weapon. If you get into a situation where you have to decide which one to choose, immediately give up your weapon and take distance. As long as you live, there's hope."

Ophilia rubbed her forehead with a sad expression after that. "Sorry..."

Little did she notice all the shocked expressions of the people around her. 

"Wasn't that the Weapon Intent Seed Sect Master Roan talked about?"

"It definitely seemed like her sword was flickering between the ethereal stage and its normal form."

"How can it be? She's just a kid!"

"I know, right? She's probably seven or eight at most!"

"Not to mention her cultivation is very low as well!"

"This isn't fair!"

Ophilia looked around before looking back at Rean, saying, "So it really was the Sword Intent Seed."

Rean patted her shoulder, nodding as he replied, "Indeed, you really achieved the Sword Intent Seed. You could tell, couldn't you? It made your sword and even yourself a lot stronger, didn't it?"

Ophilia nodded innocently. "It was so strong! No, not only strong. It felt like my wooden sword was super, super, super, super sharp!"

"When did you find out you could do it?" Rean asked, slightly curious. 

Immediately, all the conversation died as everyone paid attention. Perhaps she held the secret to understanding weapon intent.

Ophilia then explained, "It was yesterday when Uncle Rean was fighting Fritas." Fritas was one of the disciples, not an elder. "At that time, you used a different move that was very cool! For some reason, I felt like I could do just the same. What was the name of the attack? Errr... I'm sure it was written in the techniques Sect Master Roan passed for us to train."

Rean used sword intent and several techniques during the fights he had with the disciples and elders. However, since Ophilia tried to copy him, he knew which skill she talked about. "Could it be the Soaring Dragon? I see. So that's why you started your attack with your sword from the bottom and tried to move up. However, that was a very bad choice. Soaring Dragon is used against opponents that come from above you, not those who attack from the front." That was the Fourth Form of Death Style, the Soaring Dragon. It was one of the very first skills Roan created all the way back in Varen Tribe. After a few modifications concerning elemental affinities and meridian paths, others could also use it.

Nevertheless, Rean wasn't sad about that. "You still remember that feeling that your sword gave you when you tried to copy the Soaring Dragon, yeah?"

Ophilia nodded. "Yes."

"Good! Now, just hold your wooden sword and try to summon that feeling once again. Now that you know what it is, I'm sure you will be able to call it forth," Rean asked.

Ophilia then took a deep breath and did as Rean ordered. Sure enough, her wooden sword began to flicker between an ethereal form and its normal form nonstop. "I did it!"

Rean patted the girl's head in response, saying with a smile, "Very good! Uncle Rean is very proud of you. Did you know? When our attacks connected, the strength behind your attack was the same as someone at the Late Stage of the Core Formation Realm! You were able to jump two stages in power with your sword intent alone."

Well, Kids were still kids. No one could expect that they would perform as well as the adults. In the entire sect, the kids around Ophilia's age could at most fight kids one stage above their levels, and that was already praise-worthy. One must remember that all kids in the sect were using the sect's cultivation techniques and training. With that being said, they were supposed to be more or less at the same level. The fact that the strength behind Ophilia's attack could go two stages above the other kids of the sect was really good.

"Is that true?!" Ophilia knew very well that a lot of things in the sect had to be resolved with one's own strength. If she was stronger than her peers, then she would have a lot more power for bargaining.

Well... the things everyone around her age fought for were usually desserts, toys, and small things like that. For them, those things were as important as any supreme cultivation technique or treasure.

Rean nodded, saying, "Of course! Do you think your Uncle Rean, one of the Sect Masters, would lie to you?"

Rean then looked at everyone around before shouting, "Do you see that? Even this little kid was able to understand her own Weapon Intent Seed! Are you guys really going to accept defeat like that?" 

Sure enough, Rean's words fired up all the cultivators from all humanoid races in the sect. Since Ophilia could do it, they definitely could as well. It's just that they didn't know about it before.

At the same time, Rean thought, 'Hehe! As if it was this easy. Ophilia's case was nothing more than a fluke! It wouldn't be wrong to say that she was born to be a sword practitioner. First of all, she only understood that something like Sword Intent existed because we told it and showed it to her. Otherwise, chances were that she would spend her entire life without ever knowing that she could do it. As for the others, although I believe more weapon intent users will appear in the sect, they will be extremely rare. If one out of a thousand gives birth to a seed, that would already be impressive.'

Rean then looked at Ophilia again, who seemed to be engrossed in the feeling of the Sword Intent Seed. "Ophilia, from now on, you have to train your Sword Intent Seed every day! Your objective is to reach the second stage, Stable Ethereability. Understood?"

"Yes, Uncle Rean!" She immediately nodded. Rean didn't need to even ask as she could wait to learn more about that.

Rean was satisfied. "Alright. You can go down now." As soon as Ophilia left, Rean looked around. "Who's next?!"