# Chapter 1768: Guidance
"Senior." Lin Feng slightly bowed to Yun Qingyan's parents, a smile on his face.
"Young people are formidable. The four of you—none of you have potential inferior to this girl of mine. Truly rare." Yun Qingyan's father nodded slightly, which immediately made Yun Qingyan unhappy. She pouted and said, "Who says so? I'm their senior sister."
"Senior sister? Are you still messing around with that Yun Sect? Girl, why don't you focus on cultivation instead of thinking about sect affairs all day?" Yun Qingyan's mother shot her a glare.
"No, Lin Feng and I founded Heavenly Terrace together. I'm the senior sister." Yun Qingyan was thick-skinned enough to crown herself senior sister.
"Fine, fine. You're the senior sister. Now tell me, what do you need us to do this time you've come to see us?" Yun Qingyan's mother stared into her eyes, making Yun Qingyan's beautiful eyes flicker. She acted spoiled, saying, "Mother, I just missed you and deliberately brought friends to see you."
"Really?" Yun Qingyan's mother fixed her gaze on Yun Qingyan's eyes, causing Yun Qingyan to give a trembling laugh. "Fine, you win. Father, Mother, you've seen it too. Lin Feng and the others are all incredibly talented. Lin Feng entered the academy just three months ago and has already reached third place on the Hidden King List: Human List. He's even clashed with Ji Wuyou, and Ji Wuyou didn't gain any advantage. Look, at the War King Academy celebration, could you help introduce him to some of the important figures there?"
"I knew you had something up your sleeve." Yun Qingyan's mother looked at her, then turned her gaze to Lin Feng. "But for him to reach third on the Hidden King List: Human List in such a short time and clash with Ji Wuyou is indeed remarkable. However, those old fossils won't give face to anyone, and their standards are extremely high. I have no problem making an introduction, but whether they take a liking to him, I can't guarantee."
"Hehe, just help with the introduction." Yun Qingyan gave a trembling laugh, then said to Lin Feng, "You better make good use of the opportunity your senior sister has fought for you. As long as you can enter Mountain Beyond Mountain, will we still have to worry about our Heavenly Terrace having no people?" Yun Qingyan said with a smile.
"Not focusing on proper work." Yun Qingyan's mother scolded.
"What do you mean? Look, didn't Ji Shang establish a sect? He's very arrogant in the academy." Yun Qingyan disagreed.
"If you had even half of Ji Shang's talent and strength, I would be satisfied. You need to know, Ji Shang has the potential to be enfeoffed as a king. Many of the academy's old fossils think highly of him. Once he becomes a king, he will surely achieve great things and bring glory to the academy. He establishes a sect, and you compare yourself to him. Why don't you compare your martial arts?" Yun Qingyan's mother was helpless with this girl, making Yun Qingyan pout.
Lin Feng smiled from the side. It was clear that Yun Qingyan's parents doted on her immensely, but their doting was mixed with helplessness.
"Seniors, do you practice the sword dao?" At this moment, Lin Feng asked Yun Qingyan's father, who looked at him with surprise. "Are you also a practitioner?"
"Before comprehending laws, the sword dao was my primary power. At that time, I fused various essences and created different sword techniques, which were quite powerful. Later, after comprehending laws, I found that fusing laws was no longer so easy, so I temporarily set aside the sword dao. I hope the senior can offer some guidance." Lin Feng said humbly.
"First, there's something I find strange. Your vital energy is vast and powerful, and Qingyan says you're third on the Human List, yet your cultivation is at the Sovereign Martial Realm. If you're practicing a concealment technique, it would have to be incredibly powerful to fool even my eyes." Yun Qingyan's father asked curiously.
"Once, during the law infusion process, the laws did not descend. They called me a Heaven-forsaken one, bearing an Emperor Tribulation. However, I don't believe in this claim. Now, I have achieved various law powers. Although I didn't undergo law infusion and cannot directly use the power of heaven and earth's laws, my own law power is no weaker than others'. I think this is not an Emperor Tribulation or Heaven's abandonment, but rather related to my physique."
Lin Feng spoke slowly. As his strength grew, some things could no longer be hidden, so he simply revealed a bit. Otherwise, others would treat him as a freak.
"Such a strange thing exists. Show me your laws." Yun Qingyan's father said curiously. Lin Feng nodded slightly, then with a thought, various laws enveloped his body, their aura surging. Yun Qingyan's parents' pupils slightly contracted. A forbidden body—a multi-system forbidden body.
"During battle, does your law consumption fail to replenish itself?" Yun Qingyan's father asked.
"No. My laws are very abundant, able to sustain prolonged battles without exhaustion. After the battle, I slowly absorb the laws of heaven and earth." Lin Feng said, half-truthfully.
"Truly strange. This kind of physique is rare." Yun Qingyan's father couldn't figure it out, then said, "As for the sword dao you mentioned, before achieving laws, were you able to fuse various essences together?"
"Yes. I could fuse them into the sword, even achieving four or five-system fusion, unleashing the power to slay an emperor." Lin Feng replied.
"Talent." Yun Qingyan's father nodded slightly. "This is your gift. But as you said, laws are the evolved power of essences, a transformation—a force of heaven and earth. Fusing them is indeed difficult, impossible to do as with essences. However, if you can integrate various laws into sword techniques or other multi-system law techniques, you will definitely possess unfathomable might."
"But finding multi-system law sword techniques is not easy." Lin Feng replied.
"Of course. Everyone is skilled in different laws. Few can find compatible fused law techniques that match them. But you are different from many because you excel in too many law powers. Thus, you can cultivate almost any law sword technique. The path of the sword values form over force, and intent over form."
Yun Qingyan's father spoke slowly, making Lin Feng feel enlightened.
"Values form over force, and intent over form." Lin Feng murmured to himself, repeatedly chewing on the words.
"Yes." Yun Qingyan's father nodded slightly, then took a strand of hair and handed it to Lin Feng. "Cut it with your sword. Don't use any sword technique—just cut it purely with law power. See how many segments you can cut it into."
Lin Feng's expression focused. He threw the strand of hair into the void and watched it drift down slowly. No techniques allowed—only pure law power to cut.
Lin Feng's hand swept across. The wind law sword was as fast as lightning. The soft strand of hair was still severed.
"Without laws, without power, can you cut it?" Yun Qingyan's father said. Lin Feng's hand swept again—no laws, no power. When his palm touched the severed hair, the hair fluttered but was not cut.
At that moment, Yun Qingyan's father suddenly moved. His hand swept downward through the air. There was no power fluctuation—just a pure sweep of his palm. The void seemed to leave a trace. The severed hair was cut again.
"Form!" Lin Feng showed surprise. Yun Qingyan's father moved his hand again, still very slowly. This time, his hand had no form—only a vague, ethereal intent. This intent still contained no power, but before it even touched the drifting hair, the hair had already split into countless fragments.
Throughout, no sword aura was released, but Lin Feng felt an intangible sword intent in the formlessness, elusive and unfathomable.
"Valuing form over force doesn't mean not using law power. Using it that way would naturally make the sword technique powerless. But the sword user should not blindly pursue the strength of force. So-called form is the sword technique. Even if your law power is stronger than mine, as long as I possess a powerful technique and integrate my weaker law power into it, I can still easily defeat you."
Yun Qingyan's father explained to Lin Feng, making Lin Feng's mind stir. Force is law; form is technique.
"Of course, if you value form too heavily and only pursue techniques, your power will ultimately be limited. Just like my form earlier—perhaps it could cut the hair into three or four segments, but there is always a limit. After all, there is no invincible technique. Therefore, while pursuing form, you should value intent even more. Only when your sword possesses intent, to the point where you can even forget its form, will every move you make be a powerful form."
Lin Feng listened attentively. Qing Feng and the others also had flickering eyes. All paths lead to the same destination. The sword is like this—other powers are no different. What Yun Qingyan's father spoke of was not limited to the sword dao.
"This is just like my Purple River War Chariot Surging Waves Technique. I improved the Purple River War Chariot Qi Technique, which was a breakthrough in form. But I still haven't reached the level of intent." Lin Feng murmured to himself, then bowed slightly to Yun Qingyan's father. "Thank you for your guidance, Senior."
Yun Qingyan's father waved his hand and smiled. "Many people understand the principle. I've told Qingyan countless times too. But understanding doesn't mean enlightenment."
"I understand, Senior." Lin Feng deeply agreed.
"Alright. Although you can see various texts in the War King Hall, finding sword classics is not easy. All of you, come take a look at my Sword Pavilion." Yun Qingyan's father said with a smile, then led Lin Feng and the others into the Immortal Palace.
(Note: "Sword Pavilion" is a transliteration of "Jian Ge" to maintain the cultural flavor while ensuring zero Chinese characters remain.)