Nine Yang Alchemy Emperor
Chapter 79: Comprehending the Glass Sword Intent

Chapter 79: Chapter 79: Comprehending the Glass Sword Intent

"Crush me to death? Heh~!"

"Go ahead, I won’t stop you! You’re welcome to try!"

Chu Feng’s carefree and radiant smile was brimming with disdain for Ouyang Xiu.

Ouyang Xiu regarded him as garbage who needed Teacher Xie Bing’s protection—what an utterly absurd notion. When the time came for a real confrontation, Chu Feng intended to show Ouyang Xiu who the real trash was.

Bam!

Ouyang Xiu stumbled and almost fell, his face dark with anger as he stormed out of Teacher Xie Bing’s office.

He didn’t dare look back, nor did he linger for even half a second. He was afraid that staying would lead to being angered to death by Chu Feng.

"Chu Feng, you’ve offended Ouyang Xiu. You must be extremely cautious! He is petty and vindictive; he might secretly plot against you!" Teacher Xie Bing warned with a worried expression.

Seeing Chu Feng nod, she continued, "From what I can see, you have a remarkable talent in alchemy! In a few days, I’ll pull some strings to introduce you to an incredibly skilled Grand Alchemy Taoist Master. If he finds you promising and offers you guidance, it will benefit you for a lifetime!"

Mentioning that Grand Alchemy Taoist Master, Teacher Xie Bing looked extremely respectful.

Chu Feng couldn’t help but touch his nose; he found it difficult to refuse her kindness outright.

Yet as the renowned Eternal Life Pill Master himself, how could he readily accept someone else as his master? What a loss of dignity that would be!

"Teacher Xie, maybe let’s not do this. My talent in alchemy is, at best, average. The grandmaster probably wouldn’t even look at me."

"Besides, I’m not the type to flatter or curry favor with others—I truly can’t do it!"

"It would only waste your good intentions!"

Chu Feng wore a bitter expression, repeatedly rejecting her suggestion.

"Stop playing dumb with me! During the alchemy class test the other time, your performance was exceptional. In my opinion, it’s just that you’ve never had the chance to showcase your talents. Add that to being labeled a poor student, and it made you self-conscious."

"That’s why your typical performance seems mediocre. Recently, however, you’ve been doing very well!"

"That settles it. Wait for my news!"

With that, Teacher Xie Bing forcefully ushered Chu Feng out of her office. Whether he agreed or not, he had to.

Chu Feng could only smile wryly as he headed to his classroom.

Refining the Body Tempering Pill had taken quite some time; it was already nearing noon.

Reaching the classroom door, he noticed a young male teacher giving a sword cultivation lesson to the students.

Both alchemy and swordsmanship were emphasized equally in the academy, as they placed great importance on developing students’ overall skills.

"Reporting in!"

Chu Feng knocked on the door to announce himself to the teacher.

The male teacher knit his brows and looked at Chu Feng with a trace of disdain. Having his lecture interrupted made him irritable, and he angrily reprimanded, "Chu Feng, you’re either skipping class or arriving late! It’s bad enough that you lack talent, but you don’t even put in any effort. Hopeless!"

"Hurry up and take your seat, and stop disrupting the class!"

This teacher, surnamed He, might have appeared youthful at twenty-seven or twenty-eight, yet his proficiency in Sword Dao cultivation was significant.

He was close to the level of a Great Sword Master. It was said that his skills ranked among the top three of all the teachers in the Alchemy Academy.

Teacher He’s swordsmanship was especially known for its cunning and unpredictability.

His incapacitating strikes often defeated opponents within just a few moves.

After getting a stern scolding, Chu Feng walked into the classroom expressionlessly and took his seat while Liu Ping and others laughed freely at his expense.

To Chu Feng, Teacher He’s lecture on swordsmanship basics and techniques failed to capture his interest.

These were rudimentary swordsmanship concepts, most of which he had already mastered in his previous life. There was no need to waste more time relearning them.

"A few days ago, I slew Prince Liu Mansion’s elite near Lonely Sword Peak and acquired the Glazed Sword Technique. It’s currently memorized in my mind. Taking advantage of the free time now, I could delve deeper into it."

Chu Feng considered the sword technique recorded in the page of the silver notebook to be extraordinary.

As long as he could gain insight into it, his Sword Dao cultivation would undoubtedly soar.

When facing an enemy, it was better to aim for stability over excessive risk-taking.

Victory through calculated defense was, after all, the true path.

The Glazed Sword Technique was an elite defensive sword technique. If cultivated to a sufficiently high level, it could exponentially improve Chu Feng’s defensive abilities.

At critical moments, it could even save his life.

Therefore, Chu Feng focused intensely, analyzing the Glazed Sword Technique with great care. In his engrossment, he even closed his eyes, not moving an inch.

The only visible movement was his hand under the desk, continuously shifting through various gestures.

"Body like glazed glass, flawless and seamless..."

Through repeated contemplation, Chu Feng unexpectedly reached a sliver of understanding.

’Flawless’ seemed to refer to smoothness and precision. The executed sword strikes had to be perfectly rounded and uniform. One strike shouldn’t be high while another is low, producing uneven execution.

Only by achieving flawlessness—perfect, precise swordsmanship—could one aspire to seamlessness.

Now, what did ’seamless’ entail?

Even the fastest sword strikes couldn’t genuinely achieve a lack of gaps.

’Seamless,’ in this case, referred to an indiscriminate style of attack or defense.

Every strike had to be evenly executed; stacking them together would ensure no gaps, leaving no openings.

Interestingly, perhaps because Chu Feng’s cultivation had reached Fifth Rank Swordsman, his comprehension of the Glazed Sword Technique flowed unusually smoothly today.

Gradually, as he began to grasp the essence of the technique, he kept demonstrating it with his fingers, practicing and refining it through mental rehearsals.

Though Chu Feng was fully immersed in learning the Glazed Sword Technique, to others, he seemed as if he was dozing off with his eyes closed.

Bam!

Suddenly, a loud noise startled the entire class.

Chu Feng, just making minor progress in the technique, was interrupted and felt extremely displeased. He frowned and opened his eyes, looking towards the podium.

Teacher He stood there, face filled with anger, his eyes burning as he glared at Chu Feng.

"Chu Feng! If you don’t want to attend my class, you can get out! I’m dedicated to teaching, and you’re sitting there with your eyes shut, completely ignorant of basic respect. Are you trying to imply you’re exceptional?"

Teacher He was livid, his roar booming and leaving everyone’s ears ringing.

"I didn’t mean any disrespect toward you, Teacher!" Chu Feng’s biggest fear was Teacher He dragging his elder brother here.

If that happened, his elder brother would undoubtedly be devastated and gravely disappointed.

His elder brother and sister-in-law had endured hardship, scraping together resources to send Chu Feng to the Alchemy Academy. If they learned he had been inattentive in class, they would undoubtedly feel deeply hurt.

"Still arguing! You... Get out of my class!"

Teacher He, in his rage, perceived any of Chu Feng’s explanations as defiance.

"Teacher, I truly did not disrespect you! I already understand the lesson content. If you don’t believe me, feel free to test me!" Chu Feng knew that being ejected would spread throughout the academy immediately.

Just days ago, he’d thoroughly humiliated some so-called geniuses in a different class.

If this time he were expelled by Teacher He, Qiao Sheng and others would no doubt spread rumors and make a mockery of him.

"If you can withstand a single strike from me, you may stay in the classroom. Moreover, I won’t question anything you do in the future."

"Otherwise, leave this classroom immediately and never attend my lessons again!"

Teacher He picked up two wooden practice swords, holding one himself and signaling Chu Feng to come forward and take the other.

It was clear he intended to spar with Chu Feng in front of the entire class.

Teacher He’s swordsmanship was renowned for its cunning and unpredictability. For Chu Feng to endure just one strike would be an extraordinary