Chen Ping's Sword

Once the decision was made to race against time, he would swiftly elevate his cultivation realm.

Chen Ping immediately convened a council meeting.

This time, he summoned the commanding generals and military advisors to his presence.

The reason for selecting the meeting location outside the city camp rather than within Liiyang Youjing was to send a signal. At this moment, Jiangnan was not settled; it was not yet time to enjoy the spoils of victory. They needed to be ready to strike and seize territories at any moment.

After tracing origin and stealing fortune from the True Martial King Ji Changfeng, he gained immensely.

Not to mention the opportunities planned by brothers Ji Hai and Ji Tang within Yujing City for hundreds of years. The benefits already in his hands included the Divine Martial Inheritance Stinging Dragon Scripture.

Originally, Chen Ping did not pay much attention to this cultivation technique, thinking it was merely an auxiliary like other ordinary techniques, not providing significant help when the realm hadn’t improved.

Because, during the confrontation with the True Martial King’s army, Ji Changfeng had used this technique, even transforming the Celestial Dragon Nine Claws into Celestial Dragon Nine Swords, and its power was just average.

While exquisite, in actual combat, it was still vulnerable to defeat.

It failed to withstand even three of his moves.

Given this, Chen Ping inevitably looked down on this Divine Martial Inheritance technique threefold.

When he started cultivating it, he discovered that all these years of hard cultivation by the True Martial King only reached the surface level of this technique.

The Stinging Dragon Skill barely reached the entry point, and the Dragon Essence Force had not been cultivated.

Indeed, this technique requires reaching the Divine Martial Realm to truly enter.

In the Unity Realm, to unleash its power, Essence, Qi, and Spirit must unify, turning every trace of Vitality in the body into Stinging Dragon Elemental Power.

This is both the entry-level task of the Stinging Dragon Scripture and the slow grind into the Divine Martial Realm.

Some take ten to twenty years without success.

Some never manage the transformation in their lifetime.

Chen Ping, however, could complete the technique quickly, but the second realm of the Stinging Dragon Scripture could not be practiced until reaching refined true form.

Upon first elevating the Stinging Dragon Scripture, he found that this technique was on par with Three Lights Divine Spell. Just reaching proficiency required 32 tribulation value points.

Apart from its immense consumption, its power truly matched its tier.

Chen Ping integrated Sword Gang Stream into Spiritual Power internally, transforming it into Dragon Essence, discovering that the original Sword Essence compressed and condensed, becoming smaller in volume, yet highly resilient and sharp.

"Indeed, foundation is important, and cultivation technique matters just as much. Divine Martial level techniques are innately superior to Unity Realm techniques."

"As long as the cultivation speed is accelerated or enough tribulation value accumulated to transform the Sword Gang into Dragon Essence Sword Gang, True Gang Glazed Body will convert towards True Dragon Dharma Body, thus achieving Divine Martial."

"Only then can I truly sweep the Southern Region unrestrained. With one million troops gathered, I will march northward, settling past grievances, seizing the Longevity Sword Order, refining the perfect True Dragon Dharma Body, robbing the opportunities Ji Family has cultivated for hundreds of years, and exploring what wonderful paths lie ahead."

Chen Ping sat high at the main seat, his gaze swept over the civil and military officials in the tent, finally stopping on Feng Yuantu, whose eyes were slightly downcast.

Ever since his loss and submission in battle, he had become morose, seemingly not recovered from the past defeat.

Even though he surrendered to his former opponent, there was little unwillingness.

However, having spent many years alongside the True Martial King, there was always some sentiment... Hence, unless Chen Ping actively sought him out, he wouldn’t voluntarily offer advice.

At this moment, he simply held onto his feather fan, without an inclination to contribute despite being in the tent.

"I intend to pacify Jiangnan and relieve the people’s suffering. I wonder if anyone has any brilliant strategies?"

Though he had decided to swiftly conquer and foster growth, elevating his cultivation, and avoiding potential disturbances from prolonged waiting.

Chen Ping wished to know what his subordinates had in mind.

"Your Highness, I volunteer to lead five thousand troops eastward and engage Yan Beifei’s Imperial Cavalry. Even if we do not win, we can disrupt their alliances."

Xiao Tong’s face was energized, standing to pledge his allegiance.

Xiao Tong was originally a mountain hunter, born into a poor family, oppressed by the Government and wealthy households.

Because he offended the village chief, he was conscripted for labor by the Government; angered, he snuck into the village chief’s house one night, committed murder, and fled into the mountains, living as a hunter.

Finally, one day, he discovered a secret manual in a cave and practiced accordingly, even yielding notable results.

Afterwards, he naturally ventured out into Jianghu, joined gangs, entered mountain strongholds, and eventually joined the rebellious forces to rise against the turmoil.

Undoubtedly, Xiao Tong had remarkable talent. Without any mentor guidance, relying solely on a secret manual, learning bits of meridian knowledge from teachers he consulted, he managed to elevate his martial arts to the Peak of Innate.

By the age of forty-eight.

This person lacked neither talent nor opportunity, possessed a resolute mind, and importantly, was diligent in learning. His martial arts were impressive, and his military strategy extremely adept, earning the title of Four Spirits and Eight Generals in the East Wood Army.

Though not quite worth calling a renowned general, he was close enough.