Overbearing Immortal Doctor Chapter 1585 - 1684: Vanished Without a Trace

"We’re here." Qin Feng stood up and stretched lazily.

"Whoa." The little boat suddenly sped up, cutting through the waves toward the distant small island.

Standing on the boat, Qin Feng smiled at Tiantian and Baili Yue, who were waving to him.

When the boat approached the island’s shore, it vanished. Qin Feng, on the other hand, walked straight onto the beach.

"Senior Brother Qin." Tiantian greeted him with a smile.

"Qin Feng." Baili Yue also ran over, laughing. "Life here is pretty cozy."

"What, it’s lonely at night and you miss me?" Qin Feng said with a wry smile.

"Don’t flatter yourself." Baili Yue glared and said, "Everyone says you had people wait half a day for you in the house garden."

"Oh, I really didn’t notice." Qin Feng couldn’t help pouting. "Tell them to look for me behind the sword training ground."

As the master of the national map, Qin Feng possessed extremely powerful spiritual perception. Yet Qin Feng hadn’t even noticed the arrival of over a dozen youths in the Spiritual Realm. One could only say Qin Feng had been living very comfortably during this period. He had also experienced a new kind of emotion.

Jianlian Square was a broad area about a hundred zhang behind the residence, and it was where Qin Feng practiced martial arts.

"I’ve already finished five cups of tea. It’s getting dark, and I finally get to see God."

"They say the Clan Leader is supernatural. I wonder what that feels like."

Over a dozen young men and women whispered among themselves, appearing somewhat excited. They were all endlessly curious about the legendary Broken Sword Youth. Qin Feng brought Tiantian and Baigu Yue and quickly arrived at Jianlian Square. "Brother Wu, Qin is right up ahead."

Fen and the others looked carefully.

They saw a young man in pure white clothes standing in the distance. Judging from his back, he wasn’t tall. Qin Feng’s height and build were average. They just didn’t know why Qin Feng, standing there alone, seemed to meld completely with everything around him, as if everything had become a single painting.

All of a sudden, that young man in simple white clothes smiled, breaking the previously painting-like state, as if at that moment he became a real person. In truth, before Heaven and Earth’s God Qin Feng, he had already realized the "Dao"! Because of comfort—especially lying on the boat every day, freely drifting across the lake—his whole Spirit became incomparably calm, and the natural environment incomparably suited to cultivation.

At the same time, Qin Feng’s comprehension of the Way also advanced at a tremendous pace. As his realm rose higher and higher, even now, Qin Feng could grasp the "Dao" anytime, anywhere.

"Come over." Qin Feng said.

Fei Wen and the others all saw the young man holding a broken sword. He had a handsome face, yet his temperament was utterly natural. It was a kind of bearing that could only be forged through immense effort.

"Pay your respects to Da Hua." Fei Wen and the rest all stepped forward and bowed. They were now disciples of the Star Heaven Sect. In fact, those who passed the first round of examinations were disciples of the Star Heaven Sect, let alone the outstanding ones who passed the second round.

"I called you here to talk with you about the Sword Dao, and that’s why I wanted you." Qin Feng smiled modestly and said, "They say the one ranked first this time is named Fei Wen, and he’s also first on the spiritual list. Which one is you?"

"Master, that disciple is me." Fen stepped forward; his eyes were sharp, his chest straight.

Qin Feng nodded. "What Sword Dao have you practiced?"

"Master, this disciple’s Swordsmanship is called Ten Thousand Sword Song. It’s a high-level Holy technique. I’ve already cultivated it to Great Success!" Fen spoke with great pride.

"Great Success?" Qin Feng nodded. "Reaching Great Success in a high-level Saintly technique at the Spirit and Spiritual Realm means your cultivation is quite thorough. Your understanding of the Sword Dao is still very limited. Take out your sword and use your strongest Swordsmanship to attack me. Let me see how your ’Song of Ten Thousand Swords’ is. Of course, I’ll also suppress my cultivation to the Spirit and Spiritual Realm, so you can truly feel my sword."

"Yes." Fei Wen turned, and with a glance, a long sword flashed cold in his hand.

Qin Feng just stood there quietly watching. The instant the sword shadow appeared, he extended a finger and said, "Break!" The sword shadow vanished at once, revealing the long sword’s True Body. The blade of the long sword was pierced through by Qin Feng’s fingers. The long sword that had been moving at high speed was directly flung away by sheer inertia.

"This, this..." Fen’s eyes went wide with shock, and the other men and women were similarly dumbstruck. He had just used a single finger to toy with a sword infused with the power of Heaven and Earth? They thought Qin Feng’s fingers weren’t even fast. In fact, Qin Feng’s speed wasn’t fast because he had been constantly suppressing his cultivation. Otherwise, the gap would be too vast, and they’d feel nothing of the Sword Dao.

"How is that possible, my sword?" Fen simply couldn’t believe it. "You’re not strong enough. How can you redirect my power and send my sword flying?"

"Let me ask you." Qin Feng asked, "What are the forms of Ten Thousand Sword Melody?"

"Ten Thousand Swords is three steps: one sword, ten thousand shadows, one sword, and ten thousand swords. Among them, Ten Thousand Sword Song is the most lethal form. I habitually use the most unique move—ten thousand arrows at once!"

Qin Feng said, "Ten Thousand Swords—what matters in Ten Thousand Sword Song is not the ten thousand swords, but the ’song’!" Back when he was Practicing Sword, Qin Feng, the world’s Swordsmanship expert, had almost recited them one by one. Once he’d reached his current level, he could even create such Swordsmanship at will so long as he understood its essence.

"What?" Fei Wen was dumbfounded.

"Watch." Qin Feng’s fingers condensed into a sword, then directly swept across the sky.

Suddenly, a sea of sword shadows appeared in the sky. Sword shadows blanketed all directions. It was exactly the same as the "Song of Ten Thousand Swords" Fei Wen had just performed. However, the countless sword shadows seemed like musical notes, each different from the next. In truth, the innumerable sword shadows all seemed to merge into a single song.

Filled with fierce passion!

Overflowing with joy!

Fei Wen and the others were utterly entranced. They even felt joy emanating from the countless swords. It was as if every sword possessed its own life.

"Look." Qin Feng opened his mouth and once again unleashed his sword. It once more transformed into countless Mengmeng-like sword shadows. The innumerable sword shadows moved among one another. Each seemed independent, yet they were united, countless notes becoming a single song; but this time the song contained boundless killing intent, making them tremble before that murderous will.

Every sword shadow was like a warrior. Innumerable warriors roared as they charged into the heavens, all prepared to kill.

Fei Wen and the others even turned pale, and they couldn’t help but take a step back.

"Do you see now?" The sword in Qin Feng’s hand vanished. "This is the ’song’—the soul of the entire Swordsmanship! Whatever kind of soul it has, with that soul, your ten thousand swords can become one whole, becoming a true Sword Song that shakes the heart!"

Everyone was stunned. Fei Wen, who had made his name through the Song of Ten Thousand Swords, was completely conquered. He knelt before Qin Feng and said, "Please instruct me!"

Qin Feng shook his head and said, "Swordsmanship must have a soul. What we need is an understanding of the Dao, and that cannot be directly taught! My disciple Adong—I only give him occasional pointers, but I cannot teach this for him. Today I just wanted to point it out to all of you, so that you can wake up a bit in regard to Swordsmanship. In the future, you still have to rely on yourselves. Of course, within the Star Heaven Sect there are even more extraordinary and Holy seniors; with your qualifications, they’ll occasionally point out a thing or two to you as well."

Afterwards, Qin Feng pointed out issues for the others one by one, and they all became extremely humble. Each of them asked Qin Feng about the doubts they usually had. Opportunities like this weren’t easy to come by.

After two hours of guidance, Qin Feng sent the guests off.

"When you go back and mull things over in detail, I won’t take up too much of your time. As for the Amulets of Fate, they’ll be given to you very soon." With that instruction, Qin Feng turned and left.

The ten of them just stared at Qin Feng’s departing figure, feeling that everything had passed far too quickly.