Chen Ping's Sword

Relying solely on the connections made before establishing his base at the secluded mansion would not be enough to achieve this; what truly mattered was his strength.

As a person of the same ilk, Shui Wuyan was deeply feared by martial arts experts across the world.

Yan Beifei, naturally, was no exception.

Tang Jue and Chi Mei’er regarded Yan Beifei with high esteem, certainly not because of his position as the Grand Governor of the Nanli Imperial Forest Army.

In their eyes, government positions in Nanli meant nothing.

However, Yan Beifei received the Divine Will inheritance from Venerable Yuxiao of the Shenxiao Sword Sect. Although he was a senior court official not listed on the Celestial List, his mastery of the Profound Frost Yin Thunder Swordsmanship would cause even top-ranked individuals to retreat threefold upon encountering him.

With the release of the Profound Frost Sword, the refinement of intent into reality, the soul-shattering and spirit-freezing power that freezes everything, most Unity Realm experts would lose seven to eight-tenths of their abilities just by being affected by its aftermath, let alone directly confront him.

One must ask, how could they not hold such a peak Unity Realm expert, already standing at the threshold of the Divine Martial Realm, in awe?

And what about another type of Unity Realm Grandmaster?

This type follows the traditional path, possessing a complete heritage along with mysterious skills, with exceptional cultivation and combat power.

Such Grandmasters rarely take shortcuts, given the successful experiences of predecessors before them; as long as they continue to practice, one day they will achieve greatness.

In the eyes of Tang Jue and Chi Mei’er, the top experts of renowned sects and noble families belong to this category.

Perhaps some among them may have mediocre talent, unable to always reach the accomplishments of their predecessors, but as long as the path remains unbroken and there are successors, one day a remarkable descendant will emerge to elevate the family and sect to a new height.

However, there exists a third type of Unity Realm.

These are individuals with incomplete inheritances, whose sects and families lack outstanding predecessors, and they find themselves at a loss when seeking further progression.

All their accomplishments are the result of painstaking self-exploration.

Among such people, there might emerge a genius that is once in several centuries, or perhaps some might achieve sudden enlightenment, elevating their fragmented cultivation techniques and peerless skills to an unconventional pinnacle.

Yet incomplete means incomplete.

Innate gaps exist.

As for the widely circulated stories of the Lord of Xingqing, King Ping’s origins and martial arts journey, they are no longer secrets.

Even his fundamental technique, the Primordial Golden Body Technique from the Primordial Sword Sect, is known.

As well as the Cyan Wood Longevity Skill he learned through some unknown means from Jiang Wuji of the Jiang family.

Tang Jue and Chi Mei’er have already figured it out and understand that this ’King Ping’ belongs to the third type of Unity Realm.

Consider the types of techniques he practices.

While the Primordial Golden Body Technique boasts formidable combat power and offers considerable advantages in battles against those of similar level, it has long lacked continued inheritance.

Not only Chen Ping, but even Han Lin, the fifth-generation ancestor of the Primordial Sect, who had a brief period of fame, could only struggle to explore the path on their own.

Fundamentally, the founding ancestor of the Primordial Sect never passed down the cultivation technique of the Divine Martial Realm, or perhaps, the long-unseen Primordial Ancestor Master himself may not have practiced the Golden Body Technique, and the sect he established was merely a casual device.

As for the other True Qi cultivation technique, the Cyan Wood Longevity Skill, it was gained through the Jiang family’s adventures and also lacks Divine Martial Realm continuity.

Both of these techniques face a discontinuation in progression, and the genuine secrets of the Divine Martial Realm among each noble family are passed down verbally, not taught to anyone outside the true lineal disciples.

Under these circumstances, Chen Ping’s future prospects are predictable.

No matter how strong, how much stronger can he get?

"Could it be that Chen Ping harbors some undisclosed secret?"

Chi Mei’er frowned slightly, asking uncertainly.

She knew that the Commander would never shoot off random words or say something meaningless.

When things are unclear or incomprehensible, it’s better to directly ask, given that Grand Commander Shui Wuyan’s mind has always been somewhat more effective than theirs.

His judgments have never erred over the years.

"You all, going about with your fighting and killing, do none of you know how to use your brains?" Shui Wuyan pointed a finger at Chi Mei’er, somewhat helpless.

At the same time, he casually glanced over the forest behind him, at the numerous Sword Holders scattered everywhere, sighing in his heart. While there are indeed capable individuals who can undertake tasks independently, Black Dragon Platform lacks talents who can play chess with characters like Chen Ping and Yan Beifei.

Only he, the Grand Commander, can traverse mountains and rivers, toil and labor.

There is no other choice.

Otherwise, if left to act alone, they might end up not completing the mission, but instead getting slaughtered and losing troops, thus tarnishing the great name of the Great Zhou.

"Think about the rise of Chen Ping and his journey along the way."

Everyone has seen these news reports.

Even Chi Mei’er and Tang Jue, the two Palace Envoys, have personally ordered the collection of such information, to the point where they almost memorize it.

Therefore, Shui Wuyan did not require them to respond, but continued to speak on his own: "Chen Ping, this person, first appeared in Xingqing Prefecture City on the first day of the first lunar month; at that time, he was with the Nanli Refugees, taking advantage of the Government’s porridge distribution during the New Year, sneaking into the city.

According to reliable intelligence, this person at the beginning was merely a normal teenager with some strength, clueless about martial arts.

He was even crippled by a minor leader from the Seven-Colored Hall on Qilin Street in Xingqing Prefecture, leaving him limping for quite a while.