Divine Seal: From a Heavy Sword to Slicing Through the Holy Demon Continent

"I estimate that in my truly perfect state, I could be equivalent to dozens of Divine Seal Knights of the same realm."

"My father's spiritual power should be over 300,000. With quality over quantity, when I am at my peak after I have perfectly awakened myself, my spiritual power should be able to catch up with my grandfather's."

They were analyzing it carefully.

Long Haoyu glanced at Wufeng in front of him again.

Wu Feng's growth rate is phased, and Long Haoyu believes that when he reaches his peak, Wu Feng's growth rate will also reach its peak.

At that time...

"Me at my peak, Wufeng at his peak, and the future upgrades I can get from my mount in the Knight's Holy Mountain."

“My maternal grandfather can be killed, but what about Haoyue…”

"It seems we can't defeat them!"

Long Haoyu's eyes suddenly turned serious.

Knowing the past, present, and future, he felt the pressure on his shoulders.

Although he put these pressures on himself, living in such a world means that he has to face these things whether he wants to or not.

If things continue to develop as they are, without awakening and perfecting oneself, and without taking advantage of the amplification from Wufeng.

When he truly reaches the ninth level, he will at most possess the power of a dragon.

That's not enough!

Long Xingyu noticed Long Haoyu's unusual behavior, but his expression returned to normal: "Haoyu, is there anything else?"

"I'm rested enough, the real combat can continue!" Long Haoyu took a deep breath and said very seriously.

A hint of surprise flashed across Long Xingyu's eyes; he hadn't expected Long Haoyu to recover so quickly.

But worried that Long Haoyu was constantly suppressing his potential, he still showed concern on his face: "Take some time to recover. The most taboo thing on the path of cultivation is to be impatient for quick results!"

"I'm fully recovered, please begin!"

Long Haoyu remained resolute, gripping the bladeless weapon in both hands and assuming a fighting stance.

Long Xingyu shook his head helplessly: "Since that's the case, let's begin. Remember to act within your capabilities!"

Long Haoyu grunted in response and, brandishing his heavy sword, charged towards Long Xingyu once again.

Three months later, on Mount Odin.

Long Haoyu sat cross-legged in front of the wooden house.

After three months of continuous combat, he did not continue to fight Long Xingyu today.

He sat there quietly, his breathing very steady.

Not far from him, Long Xingyu was engaging in a practical sparring match with Long Haochen.

The sound of bamboo swords clashing against each other echoed in his ears, but it had no effect on him whatsoever.

After a long while, he slowly opened his eyes. His clear blue eyes had a faint purple tinge, but they quickly returned to normal.

"External spiritual power has finally broken through to 100 points."

"These three months of practical experience have truly improved me dramatically, saving me a lot of time."

"According to the Shadow Instructor, at this point I can begin my training to perfect myself."

"Then tonight's training can be looked forward to!"

P.S.: As expected, it seems I'm feeling unwell again. For the next two or three days, I expect to update earlier, around mid-afternoon. However, the exact time will depend on my physical condition each day. Thank you for your understanding!

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Chapter 31: Leaning against a big tree to enjoy the shade

After pondering for a long time, Long Haoyu regained his composure and joined the battle between Long Haochen and Long Xingyu.

Such practical exercises had occurred before; in Long Xingyu's words, it was about honing the tacit understanding between the two brothers.

Of course, Long Xingyu uses different strengths in one-on-one combat and one-on-two combat, but he always keeps them within a certain range.

With Long Haoyu's addition, Long Haochen was obviously much more relaxed, but the bamboo sword in his hand did not falter in the slightest.

In fact, spurred on by his older brother, his attacks became even more ferocious, as if he were about to chop him up.

The actual combat quickly came to an end, and the setting sun on the horizon was slowly sinking, with fiery clouds swirling in the sky.

The beautiful sunset bathed every corner of Odin Town, and the father and his two sons walked down the mountain in the glow of the setting sun.

The figures of one adult and two children were stretched very long.

When he got home, his mother, Bai Yao, had already prepared dinner. With Long Haoyu, this "rebellious son," constantly supervising, the family's living conditions had greatly improved over the past few months.

Chicken, duck, fish, and meat are all laid out on the table; a single glance is enough to appreciate the abundance of the meal.

"Yu Yu, Chen Chen, come and eat!"

When Bai Yao saw the father and his two sons return, and saw that Long Haoyu was almost as tall as Long Xingyu's shoulder, only a happy smile appeared on her face.

"Thank you, Mom."

Seeing that his mother looked much better, Long Haoyu went over and hugged her before sitting down at the table and starting to eat.

Long Haochen was starving after a whole day of practice, so he greeted his parents and started eating as well.

Long Xingyu didn't move. His gaze met Bai Yue's. There was a hint of relief in the couple's eyes, but they also saw something else in each other's eyes.

Neither of them said anything. They sighed inwardly and sat down at the table. Their eyes fell on Long Haoyu and Long Haochen at the same time, watching them quietly.

Soon, Long Haoyu finished eating and drinking, told Bai Yue that he was done eating, and headed back to his room.

As night began to fall, and with his spiritual energy reaching 100 points today, he didn't want to slack off too much.

“Yu Yu is really diligent in his cultivation. He should be back meditating now, right?” Bai Yue said.

Long Xingyu nodded and said, "This child is the most outstanding child I have ever seen. If he continues to do so, he will definitely be able to reach the top of the league. He is a natural-born knight."

"Yu, you guys really..." Soon, Long Haochen finished eating and left, and Bai Yue finally couldn't suppress her emotions.

Long Xingyu sat down next to Bai Yue and gently embraced his wife: "Yue, you know, this is our fate."

Bai Yue remained silent, leaning against Long Xingyu's chest, and did not speak for a long time.

Long Xingyu remained silent, simply watching the rooms of the two brothers, Long Haoyu and Long Haochen.

……

……

In Long Haoyu's room.

The spirit of the bladeless sword was summoned.

It wasn't too late yet, not pitch black, and we could still see things to some extent.

Looking at the sword spirit, which resembled a lump of black coal, Long Haoyu couldn't help but want to complain every time he saw it; it was truly outrageously black.

"Little Coal Ball, keep an eye on things for me. I'm about to begin my most special training!" Long Haoyu said.

The sword spirit with its head drooping, having been called "Little Coal Ball" for three months, had somewhat resigned itself to its fate: "Don't worry, Master, I'll keep an eye on things. I'll wake you up immediately if there's any unusual activity."

"Okay, I'll introduce you to suitable coal briquettes later."

"..."

Long Haoyu's consciousness was in a state of confusion.

The next second, just like every night before, he entered the shadow space again.

The shadow instructor did not change his appearance; he remained the perfect embodiment of Long Haoyu.

His blood-red eyes were clear, yet also held a hint of malevolence.

Long Haoyu had gotten used to those eyes. As far as he knew, his maternal grandfather's true form had a pair of huge, blood-red eyes.

With the bloodline of a demonic dragon, it's not surprising that he has such eyes.

"Your spiritual power has exceeded 100 points, so you can begin cultivating your inner spiritual power."

The shadow instructor said, "But you know I can't help you with your divine awakening. What I can do for you is to simulate inner spiritual power here."

"Or rather, it's not called simulating inner spiritual power, but rather drawing upon the dormant power of your bloodline to develop your potential to the fullest extent possible."

"Until you finally gain control over it!"

Long Haoyu listened in silence.

He had long known that he was unable to truly cultivate his inner spiritual power.

Hearing what the shadow instructor said, he wasn't surprised; he was simply looking forward to the training that was about to begin.

After all, the perfect self was standing right in front of him, the shadow instructor who had drawn upon the power of his own bloodline. He had tried to challenge him many times over the past three months.

Without exception, he knelt for three months straight, and each time he was swiftly and decisively killed by the Shadow Instructor in the Shadow Space.

To put it in very simple terms, it's terrible.

But precisely because of this, the more he understood how powerful his perfect self, which had activated the power of his own bloodline, was, the more impossible it was for him to ignore such power.

“I am now the same level you are after you have fully activated your own bloodline. In your subsequent cultivation, you can use me as a reference until you surpass me!” the Shadow Instructor said again.

Long Haoyu nodded: "I understand that. Although I am already very talented and have a good background, I am the father and grandfather of the Divine Knight, and the maternal grandfather of the current Demon God Emperor."

"But in the end, they were all incapable of getting things done. I still have to rely on my own continuous efforts to achieve my long-cherished wish. True strength comes from personal strength!"

"Surpassing you, Instructor, is beyond doubt and a must!"

The shadow instructor stopped talking nonsense.

At the shadow instructor's instruction, Long Haoyu did not engage in a life-or-death battle with him.

He sat cross-legged in the shadow space, just as he would meditate in the real world.

The shadow instructor's chilling aura transformed into a hazy gray mist, slowly enveloping him.

He already understood that this was the way the Shadow Instructor had described for activating the power of his bloodline, but the moment the gray mist enveloped him, he still couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

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