Dual Cultivator with a cultivation system Chapter 604: Ch-604: Sword Aura

Wu Junhao clenched his jaw, his gaze fixed on the horizon. Before them loomed a colossal Eastern Dragon, forged from pure sword aura, its presence regarding them as mere insects.

"It appears someone has attained Sword Aura mastery and also summoned a phantom. But what in the world… this is the first time I've ever witnessed a Dragon Sword Phantom," the Patriarch of the Mu Clan declared, wiping blood from his lips. He regarded the immense dragon with palpable difficulty, feeling his own Sword Phantom, a construct of sword aura, tremble uncontrollably just from its proximity.

The text explains that when a sword cultivator's comprehension reaches the Intent phase, a Sword Phantom, composed of sword intent, manifests. This is a lesser form. As comprehension escalates to Sword Aura, the Sword Phantom is reborn, now made of sword aura, signifying a far greater power and size, and so on.

The Mu Family Patriarch's astonishment stemmed from his decades of experience as a veteran sword cultivator; he had manifested Sword Aura and its phantom long ago. It defied logic that a newly awakened phantom could agitate his own established Sword Phantom—it should be an impossibility for such a nascent manifestation.

‘That Dragon Sword Phantom is undoubtedly a top-tier, perhaps even higher-ranked, sword phantom,’ the Mu Family Patriarch mused, gazing at the dragon with a mixture of trepidation and profound admiration.

"Who is the individual who has awakened such a formidable phantom?" inquired the Tang Family Elder, his own curiosity burning with equal intensity.

Suddenly, Wu Junhao's eyes narrowed, a broad smile gracing his features. "It is my future son-in-law."

"What?!" The collective exclamation was one of sheer disbelief. With considerable effort, they probed with their spiritual sense, their expressions quickly shifting to one of profound envy. ‘Damn it all, why couldn't he be our son-in-law?’

The various patriarchs watched with evident jealousy, contemplating whether dispatching some attractive women to Wang Ming, or perhaps even offering their own daughters, might be a viable strategy. They were confident their daughters would not object, given his exceptional handsomeness and prowess—with the sole exception being the Min Family Patriarch, whose face contorted with a complex emotion, for he knew this young scamp had already ensnared his daughter. To suggest he was the one encouraging her was preposterous!

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Wang Ming's eyes fluttered open, the immediate sensation being an advancement in his sword comprehension. 'So, this is Sword Aura.'

Wang Ming balled his fist, reveling in the palpable power of Sword Aura. He felt that if his current Sword Aura possessed the sharpness of an obsidian blade, his prior Sword Intent had been akin to a butter knife. He sensed deep within his being that any sword technique he now employed would possess devastating and lethal attack power.

He then proceeded to open his status window.

[ User Info ]

[ Name: Wang Ming ]

[ Age: 18 ]

[ Cultivation: 6th Stage of the Pure Core Realm ]

[Soul Cultivation Lvl : 5 ]

[ Dual Cultivation points: 4.6 million ]

[ Bloodline: None ]

[ Race: Human ]

[ Profession: 2-star Alchemist, Core Disciple of the Yang-Yin Sect, Half Disciple of the Celestial Sword Sect ]

[ Physique: Primordial physique merging body (Celestial Grade)]

[ Merged physiques: Pure Yang Physique(Divine Rank), Heavenly Sword Body(Divine Rank), Darkness Merging Physique(Divine Rank), True Elemental Physique(Divine)]

[ Physique skill: Yang Aura, Hands and Mouth of Ecstasy, Yang Erection, NTR Aura, Sword Comprehension Phase: Sword Aura, Yang Hands of healing, Yin- Yang Enhancement, Blessing of Darkness, Concealed Dagger Strikes (Mythic Rank), Sword of Concealed Torment (Mythic Rank), Thousand Sword of Concealed Torment (Divine Rank) ]

[ Techniques: Heavenly Sword Art- First Form - Flickering Strikes (Ancient Rank), Soul eyes (Heaven Rank), Heavenly Sword Art- Second Form - World Slicing Strike (Ancient Rank), Asura’s Gaze (Mythic Rank) Alchemy God’s Pill Creation Art -Dozen Pill Creation Method, Alchemy God’s Pill Creation Art -Multi Cauldron Control, Alchemy God’s Pill Creation Art -Mind of Tranquility, Immortal Regeneration (Divine Rank- cannot be shared or taught to others), Heaven Rendering Lightning (Celestial Rank- cannot be shared or taught to others), Illusion Immunity, Blood Control, Veil of Darkness ( Mythic), Ten Thousand Shadow Daggers( Mythic), Asura’s Domain (Celestial), Immortal Phantom Strike( Mythic), Eternal Soul Cultivation (Celestial) ]

[ Soul Weapon/ Items: Abyss Dagger, Ship of Abyss, Heaven Mending Flames ]

[ Dao Laws: Blood(trace amount)]

"Excellent, my cultivation progressed concurrently with my Sword Aura," Wang Ming affirmed with a nod of satisfaction.

"Huh? What's transpiring?" Wang Ming looked ahead, his expression one of stunned disbelief as he observed everyone prostrate on the ground, some even bleeding from their orifices.

Roar!

Wang Ming turned behind him, his face instantly shifting, worry etching itself into his features. "Blast it, did my Sword Phantom spiral out of control?"

Cursing under his breath, Wang Ming hastily withdrew his Sword Phantom, causing the dragon to retreat back into his being. A wave of relief washed over him as he used his spiritual sense to assess the condition of those affected; thankfully, no one had met their end or was teetering on the brink of death.

The moment the golden dragon dissipated, everyone who had been forcefully pressed to the ground—predominantly sword cultivators, who suffered the most and found themselves utterly immobilized—rose to their feet. Their gazes, filled with apprehension, fixed upon Wang Ming.

Gulp.

A collective swallowing sound echoed as hushed discussions erupted amongst them.

"By the heavens, that Sword Aura was far more potent than Fairy Nang’s."

"Never mind Fairy Nang, I'd wager it surpassed even the esteemed elders of the great families, perhaps even their patriarchs."

"What? You must be jesting. While that Golden Dragon Phantom was undeniably formidable, the elders and patriarchs of the great families are seasoned veterans, possessing their own Sword Phantoms that should, at the very least, rival it."

"Silence! You're a spear cultivator, not even a sword cultivator. Only we who wield the sword can truly comprehend the sheer might and power emanating from that Sword Phantom."

"I am a bow cultivator and have awakened a Bow Phantom myself—yet even my Bow Phantom quivered with primal fear in the face of that dragon."

Wang Ming paid no heed to the cacophony and turned his attention to the two young women rapidly approaching him.

"Wang Ming, are you alright?" Min Li inquired, her hands gently probing his body as she checked for any harm.

"I am perfectly fine," Wang Ming responded with composure.

"Wang Ming, what in the world was that dragon? The pressure was so overwhelming it felt as though my very soul was being pricked," Wu Jing stammered, her eyes wide with a mixture of awe and trepidation.

Without a word, he accessed his status screen. However, his attention was suddenly drawn elsewhere as he sensed a cluster of formidable presences drawing near.