Chapter 8: Chapter 8: Become Sword Master In A Day

"Holy shit—!" Damon barely got a chance to let out a word before a searing pain tore his mind.

Then a memory started to crash into his brain like a floodgate burst open. He felt like his brain had been set on fire.

Tears started to flow from his eyes as he collapses to the ground, and the sensation of a thousand needles stabbing onto his head.

"UUggghh—"

His body harden up and started convulsing wildly as the flood of memories flown into his brain. After some time, as the pain finally faded, a notification appeared.

[You have successfully integrated with Sword Master Memories.]

[You gain Sword affinity.]

[Your affinity with swords has increased by 50.]

Damon lay on the ground, with his chest heaving, and his body drenched in sweat.

’So that’s how cultivators lived. At least now I know what one actually is. Even if the memories were useful, that hurt like absolute hell...’

"System, warn me next time something’s going to feel like that. Ah... and bring up the cheapest recovery pill you’ve got."

[Yes, Host]

[You bought the Elementary Grade Recovery Pill - Flawless Purity. -5 lust points.]

After taking the pill, he swallowed it quickly, and feeling his energy instantly recovered.

"How long has it been?" he asked as he sit down cross-legged and starting to circulate his Qi.

[It’s about two hours and fifty-nine minutes.]

"Plenty of time left..." He opened the system store, peeling off his soaked clothes and tossing them into the corner.

From the miscellaneous section, he purchased a fresh robe.

Black. He’d always preferred black. Then another five lust points gone from his balance as a robe materialized into his hands.

’Now, let’s see, if I’m actually a sword master or not. But first... I need a sword.’

"What’s the best training sword you’ve got?" Damon asked.

A cheap one would do for now. Tomorrow, on the road to Ariel, he could find something proper with the gold coins he had on him.

As for his lust points...

Cultivation techniques, combat arts, movement skills. He needed all of them. But he reined himself in. What he had left was barely sufficient for even a lower-tier technique, and something like that wasn’t worth spending on.

[Item: Special Training Sword]

[Description: A Special Training Sword that can absorb qi and spiritual energy more easily. Made from a special wood that is harder than normal steel.]

[Normal Grade Weapon - Peak]

[Price: 15 lust points]

[I can offer a regular wooden sword if the host doesn’t like it.]

"That one will do." Damon smiled, and just like that, his fortune of well over fourteen hundred lust points dwindled back down to just above a hundred.

[You bought a Special Training Sword. -15 lust points.]

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The cultivation room’s air shuddered as sweat flow down Damon’s bare chest, soaking into his trousers.

As a wooden sword moved in his hand. Sword Qi wrapped around it, and the radiance of sword intent flooded the chamber with every motion.

Each swing sent small shockwaves through the air and the space around him. Spending al his energy at last, Damon collapse onto his back with ragged breaths.

"System... How is it?" he managed between gasps.

[You are now capable of controlling your sword Qi and sword intent with ease.]

"Well... Usually, it needs a hundred years minimum, but I’ve become a Sword Master in a day." A satisfied smile appears crossed his face. He had been testing the experience he’d newly acquired, and the outcome was nothing short of remarkable.

What Damon was doing was called imbuing Qi, a basic technique of a swordman that consisted of circulating energy through his weapons, and he also can use Sword Intent, it’s a proof that he was a sword master.

"Show me my status."

[Name: Damon Arcknight]

[Age: 18]

[Cultivation: Elementary Spirit Realm - Sixth Level] [Can advance with lust point]

[Affinities: Fire: 35, Water: 35, Ice: 35, Wind: 35, Lightning: 35, Earth: 35, Nature: 35, Light: 35, Dark: 35, Sword: 50] [Can be upgraded with the lust point]

[Spiritual Roots: Elemental Spiritual Roots] [Mortal Grade - High] [Can be upgraded with the lust point, and new roots can be bought in the lust store]

[Bloodline: Blood of Incubus Lord] [Mortal Grade - Low] [Can be upgraded with lust point]

[Physique: Body of Incubus Lord] [Mortal Grade - Low] [Can be upgraded with lust point]

[Lust points: 125]

[Harem Members: N/A]

[Ability: Incubus Touch, Incubus Aura, Incubus Eyes]

Seeing his current status, he was already satisfied with it. Then he asks the system.

"What’s the time?" Damon rose to his feet. He should had trained enough; now it was time to started to absorb spiritual energy and replenish his Qi reserves.

[It’s 11:45 PM.]

"Good, there’s still some time until morning." He sheathed his sword and move into a cross-legged position.

Without hesitation, he began absorbing the spiritual energy around the room.

The night had stretched on, long and uneventful, yet the moment he had submerged himself fully into training, all awareness of time had slipped away from him.

Then a knock at the room’s door pulled him out from his trance.

He slowly opened his eyes, gathered his things, dressed without wasting a moment, and swung the door open.

"Good morning, young master. I hope your cultivation session was to your satisfaction?" An attendant greeted him with a warm smile.

"It was... satisfactory." He returned the smile, fishing a few silver coins from his pocket and pressing them into her hand.

"You are far too generous, young cultivator." Her expression brightened the instant she felt the weight of the coins.

That sum alone was worth more than three days of her wages.

"Should you be in the city for the Azure Dragon Sect selection, do bear in mind that it begins tomorrow at noon. If you find yourself needing another session this evening, come and ask for me." Her tone changes as she spoke, the usual warmth of a professional change into something more genuine.

Damon gave a nod and stepped out of the Thousand Petals Pavilion. He stopped at a nearby bathhouse to wash up, then made his way directly to Ariel’s inn.