I Am Overlord

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Elder Zhen Peng appeared beside him and asked, “Young master, have you encountered some sort of trouble?”

Elder Zhen Peng had been recently focused on training the battle technique Xiang Shaoyun had given him.
Thus, he wasn’t sticking to Xiang Shaoyun all the time while in the Martial Hall Palace.

Xiang Shaoyun waved his hand and said, “I'm good, don't worry.
I went to the Martial Palace and got myself injured.
That's all.
But I've also gotten some nice gains from that place.”

“You went to the Martial Palace?” Elder Zhen Peng cried out in astonishment.
He continued, “True, the Battle of Towns is starting soon.
You are heroic and talented.
It is only natural for the palace master to open the Martial Palace for you.
Looks like you have profited from this trip, young master.”

“Only a little bit.
Nothing worth mentioning.
I'm going into a short seclusion now.
Find me a place where lightning congregates.
I need it for something,” Xiang Shaoyun said before heading into his private cultivation room.

This time, he planned to consolidate his new gains from the Martial Palace and to further comprehend the essences of what he learned from the inheritance intents.
The gust of wind he gained signified speed, and it could help him improve his mastery over the Overlord's Nine Nether Steps by at least 30 percent.

The Overlord's Nine Nether Steps was top-tier footwork, and he had only mastered a tiny part of it.
So far, he had yet to touch upon the essence of the technique.
Wind had always represented speed, and footwork techniques had always focused on speed as well.
Thus, by combining the two, he would be able to further increase his speed.

Xiang Shaoyun started meditating on the gust of wind, sensing the shapelessness, quickness, and destructiveness of the wind.
Slowly, he increased his understanding of wind, until he eventually fully comprehended this gust of wind.

Abruptly, he stood up and started walking around the room with mystical footwork.
One step, two steps, three steps…the more he walked, the faster he became, until eventually only numerous afterimages could be seen in the room.

After a long while, he stopped.
A faint smile formed on his face as he muttered, “Not bad.
So long as one manages to capture the inheritance intent, one can easily comprehend what's in it.
Now, I can unleash 30 percent of its might.
After entering the Transformation Realm in the future, with the solidified astral energy, I will be able to unleash 70 percent of its might.
And after entering the King Realm, I will be able to gain even more comprehension of the power of wind.”

Xiang Shaoyun then calmed his mind and started meditating on the other inheritance intent, the one with an incomparable tenacity.
It was an amazing feat to step into the King Realm with only an average talent in cultivation.

In Xiang Shaoyun's mind, scenes of the King Realm cultivator continuing to fight in spite of all setbacks appeared.
He watched on as the cultivator, with an unyielding spirit that everyone should learn from, worked harder than everyone else.

As the saying goes, not one King Realm was reached through fluke.

So long as one was willing to put in the work, anything was possible.
Xiang Shaoyun understood that he was still not cultivating hard enough.
If he could cultivate as hard as that cultivator, he would be able to reach an even higher height.

At this thought, he vowed to work even harder from now on.
Finally, he took out the saber from his astral cosmos sea.
He studied the saber meticulously before noticing that the words “Overlord Skyslaying Saber” were carved on it.

“What a fine Overlord Skyslaying Saber! Is this the weapon of a peak King Realm cultivator? No, that's not likely.” Xiang Shaoyun stroked the uneven surface of the saber as he muttered to himself. 

Even though this saber was now a badly damaged saber, he had a clear sensation that this would be the saber in which he battled the world in the future.
When he dripped a drop of blood on the saber, the saber started transforming.