Chapter 109: Who Says I Haven't Grasped the Sword Style

Cao Zhen, also a new disciple, said calmly, “You’re thinking too much. If the Mohe Stone Wall were truly that easy to comprehend, wouldn't techniques be commonplace? You should be grateful if you can even grasp a low-grade Yellow-level technique. To dream of instantly comprehending a powerful sword technique is pure fantasy.”

Jiang Fan looked at the Mohe Stone Wall, pondering, “Is it really that difficult to comprehend?”

Feng Guzen, without hiding anything, chuckled, “Of course it’s difficult. But precisely because it's difficult, it highlights the uniqueness of being a disciple of the Sect Master Peak. You’re a new disciple, so I won’t expect too much from you. If you can comprehend a mid-grade Yellow-level technique, just like Cao Zhen, you’ll be considered impressive. Not only will I give you the technique, but I’ll also reward you with a Foundation Establishment Pill. What do you say?”

Jiang Fan readily agreed, “Deal!”

At this point, even if the Mohe Stone Wall was hard to comprehend, he had to try. He couldn’t tarnish the reputation of the Sect Master Peak. He approached the Mohe Stone Wall, closed his eyes, and quietly tried to sense the numerous martial arts wills imprinted on it.

Seeing him fall for the bait, the Grand Elder stroked his beard and smiled, quietly waiting for Jiang Fan to be injured by the Mohe Stone Wall.

Cao Zhen scoffed, “You want to comprehend a mid-grade Yellow-level technique, just like me? You’ll be lucky if you don’t get injured.”

Just then, upon hearing the news, Liu Wenchen immediately rushed over with Wang Chengjian. Seeing Jiang Fan already trying to comprehend the stone wall, their expressions changed.

“That guy!” Wang Chengjian grumbled in a low voice, annoyed, “We told him not to come to Reincarnation Peak, but he insisted. And now he's recklessly trying to comprehend the Mohe Stone Wall! Master, Jiang Fan is about to make a huge fool of himself. Even disciples of Reincarnation Peak dare not easily attempt to comprehend the Mohe Stone Wall. They need several days of guidance from the Grand Elder beforehand to learn which engravings on the wall are dangerous and which are safe. To attempt comprehension rashly, especially if he encounters one of those extremely powerful martial arts wills, he will definitely be knocked unconscious.”

Liu Wenchen was also burning with anxiety. Even on the way here, he had worried that the Grand Elder would make things difficult for Jiang Fan and embarrass him in front of Gong Caiyi. And his fears had come true. How could the Mohe Stone Wall be comprehended so casually? He quickly stepped forward and said, “Grand Elder, Jiang Fan has no spiritual roots, and his comprehension is ordinary. Making him comprehend the Mohe Stone Wall is truly putting him in a difficult position. Please, have him come down.”

Feng Guzen had finally caught an opportunity to thoroughly humiliate the Sect Master Peak in front of an external sect master. How could he easily let it go? He smiled without warmth, “Sect Master, are you so lacking in confidence in the disciple you’ve taken in? You are the Sect Master, with unique insight and discerning eyes. Since you accepted someone without spiritual roots, there must be a reason we don't understand, correct? Why hide it? Let him show us, let us all see.”

*What do you want to see?* Liu Wenchen thought. *You just want to see me make a fool of myself!* But with Gong Caiyi present, he couldn’t openly lose his temper. He could only try to get Gong Caiyi to leave. If Jiang Fan embarrassed himself later, it would only be his own shame. It wouldn't drag the entire Sect Master Peak down and embarrass them in front of Gong Caiyi.

“Sect Master Gong,” Liu Wenchen said with a faint smile, “how about we let the younger generation play around here and return to the Sect Master Peak? I've already prepared dinner and have been waiting for your return.”

Gong Caiyi smiled faintly, but her beautiful eyes were fixed on Jiang Fan's back, her interest clearly piqued. “It won't take long. I'm very curious to see what kind of technique Jiang Fan can comprehend.”

Wang Chengjian immediately started sweating profusely from anxiety. *Him? Comprehend a technique? He was sure to be injured by the martial arts will!*

Just then, the stone wall in front of Jiang Fan began to change. A fierce martial arts will, one that could be felt from a distance, appeared on the stone wall before Jiang Fan. They could vaguely hear a frantic roar: “Fight! Fight! Fight!”

Gong Caiyi's expression subtly changed. “Such powerful battle intent! This technique must surely be beyond the Profound-level, right?”

Liu Wenchen's gaze turned serious. “It couldn't be such a coincidence, could it? There is indeed an Earth-level finger technique within the Mohe Stone Wall. We have all experienced it before; it is extremely profound and obscure, and no one has ever been able to comprehend it. But it hasn't appeared for a long time. Now it's suddenly appeared before Jiang Fan…” His heart sank heavily. This was it. Not only would Jiang Fan be injured, but he might even be severely injured.

Wang Chengjian also sighed silently. “Embarrassment is inevitable now.”

Feng Guzen couldn’t help but smile. *Was this kid just incredibly unlucky? To encounter the most difficult martial arts will right away, he was likely to be knocked unconscious.*

Cao Zhen sneered, crossing his arms over his chest, quietly waiting for the next moment.

But to everyone's surprise, that powerful martial arts will, for some unknown reason, gradually weakened. Jiang Fan was unharmed!

Feng Guzen exclaimed in astonishment, “Did it… leave?”

Liu Wenchen and Wang Chengjian both secretly breathed a sigh of relief. That was a close call.

Gong Caiyi, however, muttered somewhat disappointedly, “I was hoping to see if he could comprehend that finger technique.” Then she gave a self-deprecating smile. “What was I thinking? That's an Earth-level finger technique. Even if the complete cultivation method were laid out before elders like us, it would still take a long time to comprehend. How realistic is it to expect a new disciple like Jiang Fan to comprehend it from a martial arts will in just a short moment?”

After about a quarter of an hour, Jiang Fan slowly opened his eyes and walked back from the stone wall. He turned his head to find Liu Wenchen present and immediately stepped forward, saying, “Master, why are you here?”

Liu Wenchen glared at him. “Do you even have the nerve to ask? Who told you to comprehend the Mohe Stone Wall?”

Gong Caiyi, standing nearby, came to Jiang Fan's defense, saying, “Sect Master Liu, Jiang Fan accepted the challenge to uphold the reputation of your Sect Master Peak. Regardless of the outcome, you shouldn't discourage him.”

Only then did Liu Wenchen stop his reprimand. He patted Jiang Fan's shoulder. “At least you didn't disgrace the Sect Master Peak. Even though you didn't comprehend any technique, you weren't injured.” This was consistent with Jiang Fan's lack of spiritual roots. Even if the Grand Elder wanted to belittle him, there wasn't much more to say.

Indeed, Feng Guzen was very disappointed. The scene he had been hoping for—Jiang Fan being injured and embarrassed—never materialized. Looking at the uninjured Jiang Fan, he was quite unwilling, saying, “A disciple of the esteemed Sect Master Peak is nothing special after all. He didn't even comprehend a single move or half a move.”

Liu Wenchen smiled calmly. “Grand Elder, you jest. Even your sect's disciples, after three days of guidance before comprehension, might not be able to grasp a sword technique. Let alone Jiang Fan attempting comprehension on the spur of the moment? It's perfectly normal that he didn't comprehend anything.”

This explanation managed to save face for the Sect Master Peak. Feng Guzen also knew his schemes for the day had come to naught, and couldn't help but glance sidelong at Jiang Fan, speaking out of turn. “I thought the Sect Master had taken in a talent. It seems I, this elder, misunderstood. He truly is useless.”

Regarding this, Liu Wenchen and Wang Chengjian exchanged silent glances. *Wasn't that the consensus of the entire sect?* It wasn't particularly shameful.

Gong Caiyi, too, lost interest. She saw Yuan Zhiyu return empty-handed from a distance and shook her head slightly at her, knowing the little spirit beast hadn't been caught. Her heart grew even more disappointed. Feeling disheartened, she stood up, preparing to leave.

But just then, Jiang Fan glanced at Feng Guzen. He had originally intended to feign a draw, allowing both sides to conclude with dignity. But the Grand Elder's words were so unpleasant. In that case, he'd show him.

“Grand Elder, who said I didn't comprehend a technique?”