Turns Out, I’m In A Villain Clan! Chapter 409 Teaching the Grand Elders

[Martial Arts Enlightenment Card (Active) - 24 Hours Remaining!]

The Martial Arts Enlightenment Card was activated by Bai Zihan.

In an instant, his consciousness sharpened, becoming incredibly lucid.

The core essence of various techniques suddenly became visible to him like never before.

Even the Fate Severing Slash, a technique he had only mastered at a basic level, now exposed every flaw and error he had previously committed.

"Grand Elders, I will also show you. Watch carefully!" Bai Zihan declared.

"Fate Severing Slash!"

He executed the strike—this time with far greater accuracy and intensity than ever before, all while using significantly less Qi.

It was undeniably a superior version of the Fate Severing Slash compared to any of his previous attempts.

The Grand Elders observed intently; given their high cultivation and vast experience, the improvement was impossible to miss.

"The power has surpassed his previous attempts."

"Could it be due to his breakthrough in cultivation?"

"No, I don't believe so. It is more refined—sharper!"

Furthermore, they now truly grasped the sheer complexity of the technique. Once again, they were profoundly moved by Bai Zihan—a youth capable of comprehending such an intricate skill at his age.

A heavy silence settled over the desolate plains.

The radiant sword light faded away.

A lingering, faint pressure remained in the air, as if the fabric of reality itself had been lightly wounded.

The Grand Elders kept their eyes fixed on the spot where Bai Zihan had unleashed the Fate Severing Slash, their expressions filled with pure shock.

"So this is how it's supposed to look..." Bai Chu whispered to himself.

The faces of the Grand Elders were etched with amazement.

No!

Astonishment was too mild a word.

They had pushed themselves until their meridians throbbed and their minds were at their breaking point. And yet—what Bai Zihan had just shown them felt fundamentally different.

It wasn't just about being stronger or faster. It existed on a completely different plane of existence.

Bai Zihan turned back toward them.

His face remained composed, nearly detached, but his gaze was more piercing than ever.

"Now," he began, "shall I begin by telling you what you're all doing wrong?"

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The Grand Elders commenced their practice of the Fate Severing Technique.

Bai Zihan moved with a flicker, suddenly appearing next to Bai Chu.

"Here," Bai Zihan remarked, tapping the earth softly with the tip of his blade. "Your intent forms too early."

"...I see," Bai Chu answered softly.

By then, Bai Zihan had already vanished, reappearing behind Bai Ren.

"You rely too much on Qi," Bai Zihan noted dispassionately. "You're forcing the technique."

Bai Ren gave a short snort. "Old habits."

"Then break them," Bai Zihan countered.

He performed a single movement—no wasted energy, no unnecessary flair. The slash appeared ordinary, yet the space ahead of him warped slightly.

Bai Zihan shifted again, moving to Bai Ruhong and then to Bai Yui.

Each piece of advice was succinct and dead-on. Every Grand Elder instantly grasped their errors the moment Bai Zihan pointed them out.

Bai Zihan moved back and forth among them, observing, correcting, and practicing by their side.

As the hours passed, the flashes of sword light across the plains transformed. They became cleaner, more lethal, and more efficient. The Fate Severing Slashes of the Grand Elders no longer appeared erratic or strained.

Nevertheless, a certain element was still missing. They could sense it—the vital essence, that final threshold where understanding matures into true Fate severance.

This was an aspect that could not be taught. Though Bai Zihan attempted to explain it, the true essence had to be realized by them personally.

Fortunately, they were Immortals. With Bai Zihan’s guidance, reaching that final realization was merely a matter of time.

Bai Zihan did not limit himself to teaching and refining the Fate Severing Slash. It would be a waste of the Martial Arts Enlightenment Card to focus on just one skill.

He also practiced the Eternal Flowing Water Sword and the Nine Shadows Flowing Light Sword.

Occasionally, the Grand Elders would halt their own training to watch in awe as Bai Zihan performed the Nine Shadows Flowing Light Sword. It was clear to them that his mastery of the Bai Clan’s fundamental technique had already eclipsed theirs, rivaling even Bai Chu.

"Not only is Zihan'er's cultivation speed terrifying, but his comprehension is even more formidable."

"It truly seems there is no obstacle capable of stopping Bai Zihan from reaching the summit."

Three core elements defined a cultivator's power: the physical body, cultivation, and comprehension. Lacking any one of these would create a fatal flaw.

Some possessed great comprehension but suffered from slow cultivation—like Lin Xuan. Others had the cultivation and insight but lacked physical durability—like Bai Xueqing. While her body wasn't truly weak, it simply didn't match her other talents.

But Bai Zihan? His cultivation and physical body were beyond reproach—the same body that had endured a strike from Gou You. Now, his comprehension had proven to be superior even to that of the Grand Elders.

They could not fathom anything holding him back. He would ascend, rising above all else.

[Martial Arts Enlightenment Card (Active) - 5 Seconds Remaining!]

[Martial Arts Enlightenment Card (Active) - 4 Seconds Remaining!]

"Huuu..."

Bai Zihan exhaled a long breath as the effects of the Martial Arts Enlightenment Card faded. A full twenty-four hours had passed since he began his instruction and practice of the Fate Severing Slash.

Even without the card's expiration, he was too drained to continue. The Fate Severing Slash consumed Qi at a staggering pace. However, with his improved mastery and higher cultivation, he could now perform three or perhaps four slashes comfortably.

After a day of constant demonstration and training, fatigue was only natural.

"System!"

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[Host Info]

Host: Bai Zihan

Age: 18

Cultivation Realm: Spirit Severing (Top)

Constitution: Supreme Dao Bone

Martial Arts:

Nine Shadows Flowing Light Sword (Major Mastery)

Eternal Flowing Water Sword (Greater Mastery)

Fate Severing Slash (Greater Mastery)

Heaven's Mandate Reversal (Beginner Mastery)

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The Nine Shadows Flowing Light Sword had leveled up, approaching the stage of Perfection. The Eternal Flowing Water Sword had also moved up a rank to Greater Mastery. Meanwhile, the Fate Severing Slash had jumped two levels, progressing from Beginner to Greater Mastery.

This was the fruit of Bai Zihan’s efforts in teaching the Grand Elders and focusing the majority of his time on that specific technique. Had he not, his other skills might have progressed even further. But since the Fate Severing Slash was his most potent offensive tool, he felt no regret.

He had also successfully initiated his mastery of Heaven's Mandate Reversal. With the enlightenment card active, understanding it had been effortless. Now, he grasped its constraints perfectly.

Given his current cultivation, he could maintain a state equivalent to the Top Void Refinement Realm for nearly twenty minutes. However, attempting to push into the Great Ascension Realm was restricted to three minutes at most, even with his Qi at full capacity. The resulting backlash would inflict severe damage on his body. He wouldn't use it again unless it was a matter of life and death.

He briefly pondered teaching this technique to the Grand Elders but quickly dismissed the thought. Their physical forms were simply not robust enough to survive the backlash. Besides, with the Fate Severing Slash alone, they were already capable of defeating foes above their own realm. There was no reason to gamble with their lives on such a perilous technique.

The Grand Elders slowly sheathed their blades. Bai Zihan let out a quiet breath; his work here was done. He turned toward them and offered a respectful cupped-fist salute.

"That is all for today," Bai Zihan stated. "You will need time to process everything. Pushing further right now won't be beneficial."

The Grand Elders looked at him with a mix of gratitude, awe, and lingering disbelief. Bai Chu let out a soft laugh, shaking his head in wonder.

"A Spirit Severing Realm youth teaching sword techniques to Immortals..." he remarked. "If anyone else witnessed this, they would think the world had lost its mind."

Bai Ren stared deeply at Bai Zihan. "You have done more than enough," he said with gravity. "Go rest. Leave the remaining matters to us."

Bai Yui gave a gentle nod. "When the next conflict arises," she added, "we will not let you down."

Bai Zihan offered a faint smile. "I'll be counting on that."

Without staying any longer, he turned and walked away. With a swift, light movement, his form blurred and disappeared from the plains as he made his way back to the camp.

The encampment was peaceful and well-organized. There were no alarms or indications of demonic presence. As he reached his tent, a familiar figure stood up straight immediately. It was the same Bai Clan disciple from before, who stepped forward with a deep bow.

"Young Master!"

Bai Zihan stopped and looked at him. "You again?" he asked calmly.

"Hehe... Please, allow me the honor of guarding your tent."

Bai Zihan observed him for a moment before nodding. "Fine!" he replied.

The disciple's eyes sparkled instantly. "Yes, Young Master!"

As Bai Zihan walked past him, he paused. "If there is any activity from the Demonic Beasts," he instructed, "notify me at once."

"Understood!" the disciple answered firmly. "I won't let even the smallest disturbance go unnoticed!"

With a slight nod of acknowledgment, Bai Zihan lifted the curtain and entered his tent. The sounds of the outside world were immediately muffled. He was alone once more.

Bai Zihan sat down in a cross-legged position, his mind settling into a focused calm. His Qi began to flow steadily. He also needed to internalize his gains and continue his cultivation.

Two days passed in silence. Bai Zihan stayed within his tent, solidifying his cultivation and absorbing the lessons he had learned. The Qi within him circulated with stability, making his foundation even more unshakable. Outside, the Bai Clan disciple remained at his post, guarding the entrance without rest.

Then—

"Young Master!"

Bai Zihan opened his eyes. "Yes?"

The disciple's voice sounded strained. "Demonic Beasts and Demonic Cultivators are attacking again!"

Bai Zihan stood up. "I see," he said evenly. "Then let us go and greet them!"