Chapter 8: Secret Technique 'Three Autumn Leaves'

By I Eat Tomatoes

Meng Chuan's action indeed surprised the other Marrow Cleansing Realm disciples at Shanshui Tower. At Shanshui Tower, Meng Chuan wasn't particularly conspicuous and was one of the younger ones. Although his father was the next head of the Meng family, Meng Chuan wasn't arrogant. His fellow disciples generally had a good impression of him, but this time he was the first to step onto the arena, declaring, "The first spot is mine."

This truly showed he didn't put them in his eyes.

"Senior Brother Meng is up there?"

"Why is he the first one?"

"It wouldn't be too late to go up after the two spots are decided," the younger disciples, bustling in the distance, were even more surprised.

Even Dean Ge Yu, who was drinking, was somewhat surprised. He was greedy for wealth and fond of wine, having extorted quite a few benefits from Meng Dajiang, the owner of Dongning Prefecture's number one restaurant. He quite liked Meng Dajiang's son, not only because Meng Chuan didn't rely on his family background to cause trouble, but mainly because Meng Dajiang provided ample benefits.

"Hurry, whoever wants to challenge Meng Chuan, get up there quickly," Ge Yu urged.

"I'll go."

The stern-faced Bai Guanyi swiftly leaped onto the arena. His gaze at Meng Chuan was cold, and he sneered, "Meng Chuan, if you want the first spot, you'll have to get past me first."

He had repeatedly ranked first among the top ten Marrow Cleansing Realm disciples, defeated only once by Wan Mang. Among the Marrow Cleansing Realm disciples at Shanshui Tower, only the naturally powerful Wan Mang made him cautious; he didn't think much of his other fellow disciples. If Meng Chuan had just gone up first, Bai Guan could have simply watched. But Meng Chuan's declaration, "The first spot is mine," meant he had to teach Meng Chuan a good lesson.

"Please," Meng Chuan simply said.

"Straightforward, aren't you?"

Bai Guan drew two longswords from his back. Both swords were unsharpened. For internal competitions among fellow disciples, unsharpened weapons were always used.

Bai Guan held a longsword in each hand, staring at Meng Chuan. He said, "You and I have fought seven times, and you've never lasted ten moves against me."

"Your twin-sword technique is indeed impressive," Meng Chuan acknowledged with a nod.

The reason Bai Guan was so formidable, even managing to beat the naturally powerful Wan Mang only once by sheer luck, was his twin-sword technique! A true master of twin swords needs to be able to multitask, wielding both swords as if two masters were fighting in perfect coordination. Battling such a swordsman felt like being attacked by two perfectly synchronized swordsmen. All other Marrow Cleansing Realm disciples at Shanshui Tower had been defeated by him one by one.

"You dared to come up first; I admire your courage. So, I will use my killing move, 'Heart-Severing Slash,' to make you lose convincingly." The proud and confident Bai Guan directly stated the move he was about to unleash. To teach Meng Chuan a lesson, he intended to crush him with his ultimate technique.

"Feel free to use it," Meng Chuan said calmly. Having already comprehended a secret technique and reached another level, there was no need for him to attack first. He decided to let his opponent have the chance to fully execute his move.

Bai Guan moved. Wielding his twin swords, he moved with lightning speed. Even with confidence, he went all out, charging directly at Meng Chuan. His movement technique was incredibly elusive; he would be on the left one moment, then on the right, his true position impossible to predict. In almost the blink of an eye, he closed the distance to Meng Chuan, who was on the other side of the arena.

"Die!" Bai Guan grinned at Meng Chuan. With a flash of his twin swords, he unleashed his killing move, 'Heart-Severing Slash.' In his estimation, even unsharpened, this blow would injure Meng Chuan. Two streaks of sword light, coming from two directions, sliced through Meng Chuan's body.

"Huh?" Bai Guan's eyes widened in disbelief, as he clearly felt his blades cut through empty air. Immediately after, he felt a chill at his neck. He turned his head to look. Meng Chuan was standing behind him, holding a saber, the blade resting on Bai Guan's neck.

"How could this be? How could he be so fast?" Bai Guan asked in disbelief. "I didn't see anything." He had no idea what happened. The opponent who was just in front of him was now behind him, with a saber at his throat. Clearly, killing him would be as easy as slaughtering a chicken.

Dean Ge Yu, who had been leisurely cradling a wine jar, drinking contentedly and watching, froze. His eyes widened in disbelief as he witnessed the scene. The wine jar even slipped from his grasp, shattering on the ground, spilling wine everywhere. Yet, Dean Ge Yu didn't even glance at the spilled wine; his gaze was entirely fixed on Meng Chuan.

"'Three Autumn Leaves' secret technique, 'Three Autumn Leaves' secret technique... Have I, Ge Yu, really taught such a disciple?" Ge Yu muttered to himself. He had been dean for fifteen years and had never before trained a genius with the potential to become a Fiendgod.

The instructors and assistant instructors were also stunned. With their sharp eyes, they instantly recognized the move Meng Chuan had used and understood its significance.

"It's the 'Three Autumn Leaves' secret technique."

"The Leaf Saber's secret technique, 'Three Autumn Leaves'! Our Mirror Lake Dao Academy actually has a disciple who has comprehended a secret technique now! Meng Chuan is only fifteen this year. To master a secret technique at fifteen, this is truly real!"

"Our Mirror Lake Dao Academy has produced a fifteen-year-old disciple who has mastered a secret technique!"

"It's our Mirror Lake Dao Academy! Haha..."

These instructors, who had dedicated their entire lives to the Dao Academy, were incredibly excited. This was their most glorious moment. The ultimate goal of teaching so many disciples throughout the academy was to cultivate true geniuses who could one day become Fiendgods.

Now that Mirror Lake Dao Academy had produced such a genius, how could the instructors not be excited? How could they not be ecstatic?

If the Dean and instructors were excited, then the thousands of disciples watching this scene were absolutely frenzied.

"Oh my god!"

"Did I see that right?"

"This is..."

"Did I see two Senior Brother Mengs? One in front of Senior Brother Bai, and one behind him?"

"The 'Three Autumn Leaves' secret technique! This is the Leaf Saber's secret technique, 'Three Autumn Leaves'! The Dean demonstrated it during one of our lectures."

"It's the 'Three Autumn Leaves' secret technique!"

A cacophony of discussions erupted, and even the Shanshui Tower disciples were equally stunned.

At this moment, everyone, from the Dean to the ordinary disciples, was excitedly discussing. Everyone knew what it meant to comprehend a secret technique at the age of fifteen!

"Whoosh." Among the bustling crowd of watching disciples, one suddenly dashed outwards.

"Yes, hurry back to the ancestral home, quickly report to the clan!"

"Quick, rush back to deliver the good news!"

There were quite a few Meng family disciples at Mirror Lake Dao Academy. As the first Meng family disciple sprinted out, others immediately followed, using their movement techniques to rush towards the clan. They wanted to bring this incredibly good news back to their family! On one hand, they shared in the glory, and on the other, by reporting the good news, they would be rewarded by the delighted family.

Reporting good news and receiving a reward was only natural, especially for such monumental news. Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh... one Meng family disciple after another, practically competing in lightness skill, sprinted wildly.

"The 'Three Autumn Leaves' secret technique?" Bai Guan on the arena hadn't seen clearly himself. Hearing the clamor of discussion around him and recalling Meng Chuan's move, he finally understood that his opponent had used the 'Three Autumn Leaves' secret technique.

"You've comprehended a secret technique?"

Bai Guan's expression was complex as he looked at Meng Chuan.

"Stuck at a bottleneck for two years, I finally comprehended it," Meng Chuan nodded.

Bai Guan felt both jealousy and envy. Wasn't he also stuck at a bottleneck? He could multitask to wield twin swords, his combat strength far surpassing his peers, yet he was still stuck at the bottleneck of mastering a top-tier sword technique. He, too, yearned to comprehend a secret technique.

"No wonder you were the first to come up. Indeed, you're completely different from us now," Bai Guan said with a self-deprecating smile, then stepped off the arena.

At this moment, no one paid attention to Bai Guan.

Everyone's gaze was fixed on the fifteen-year-old youth, Meng Chuan, who still appeared somewhat youthful. The Shanshui Tower disciples looked both shocked and envious, and even the six Embryo Forging Realm disciples were exceedingly envious, for none of them had comprehended a secret technique! In fact, most Embryo Forging Realm cultivators never comprehend a secret technique, remaining trapped at that level for life. Only by comprehending a secret technique can one achieve the Flawless Realm.

"Hahaha!" Dean Ge Yu, now covered in spilled wine, burst into laughter. He even shouted, "It was truly the right decision for me to pass on the Leaf Saber to you back then. Wu Qi!"

Wu Qi was startled, but still responded respectfully, "Disciple is present!" He was undeniably the strongest among the six Embryo Forging Realm disciples at Mirror Lake Dao Academy, nineteen years old and at the peak of the Embryo Forging Realm.

"You, get up there and fight Meng Chuan!" Ge Yu's eyes shone as he directly ordered.

"Me, fight Wu Qi?" Meng Chuan on the arena also turned to look. Wu Qi was at the peak of the Embryo Forging Realm, the strongest disciple of Mirror Lake Dao Academy, and the current senior disciple.