Chapter 4: The Seven Spirits of Dust and Clock

  The mind is focused on the dantian, countless heavenly and earthly spiritual energies are wildly rotating inside the lower dantian, a huge white vortex seems to have a spiritual quality that is expanding bit by bit.

  Condensing the sword spirit may be a significant hurdle for ordinary people, but for Hai Tian, who was once a sword god, it's almost too easy.

  Haitian carefully controlled the huge white vortex in his lower Dantian, which was all transformed from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into sword spirit power! And the sword spirit is formed by condensing the sword spirit power.

  At this moment, the sword spirit power of Haitian has increased in quantity, but it has not been purified, and its density is relatively small in a gaseous state. To condense the sword spirit, a large amount of sword spirit power must be supplemented first.

  His body was still constantly absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and Hai Tian felt that the sword spirit power transformed from his dantian was enough.

  One didn't act, two didn't rest, Hai Tian immediately lifted his spirit and controlled the huge white vortex, extracting a strand of the purest sword spirit energy from it.

  Take a deep breath, Hai Tian divided his spirit into two parts, one part constantly transforming the sword spirit power, and the other part carefully began to condense the sword spirit. The current sword spirit power is still relatively weak, and it must be ensured that the sword spirit power is continuously replenished.

  Above the white whirlpool in the dantian, a small milky white dot slowly appeared. Immediately afterwards, countless sword spirits frantically condensed together around this milky white dot.

  Before long, a semi-transparent small sword was already suspended in Haitian's dantian.

  But Haitian did not relax, he understood that it was just the first step, because his sword spirit power was not pure enough, so at this moment the condensed sword spirit looked quite thin.

  Now he needs to keep compressing and strive to improve the density of Jian Ling.

  Compression! Extreme compression! The originally three-foot-long semi-transparent short sword, after Hai Tian's crazy compression, was only three inches long. However, Hai Tian was not satisfied, and the sword spirit power that was constantly transforming from within his body continued to be supplemented into the semi-transparent short sword.

  Then it compressed again and repeated this process several times before finally coming to a stop.

  Looking at the half-inch-sized milky white small sword in his dantian, Haotian let out a long sigh, knowing that this was already the best he could do.

  The smaller the sword spirit, the greater the density inside, and the higher the concentration.

  It's amazing that since the successful condensation of Xing Ling in Hai Tian's body, the crazy spiritual energy between heaven and earth has also stopped circulating.

  Opening his eyes, he took a glance at his completely drenched clothes and Hai Tian's face showed a hint of bitterness: "I didn't expect it to turn out like this, fortunately it was me, if it were someone else, even if they didn't self-destruct, they would have gone mad."

  Haitian couldn't help but smile in relief, thinking about it. The previous steps were quite perilous, on the one hand trying to control the heavenly and earthly spiritual energy from entering too quickly, while on the other hand constantly transforming and condensing the sword spirit.

  These two aspects, if either one is neglected, will give Haitian a fatal blow, and that's why the soul of this sword god can hold on, otherwise it would have been annihilated.

  "Just barely condensed a sword spirit with just one segment of sword energy, and I don't know what will happen after reaching the rank of One-Star Swordsman." Ha Tian checked his own body and found that he had already reached the first segment of sword energy. His face didn't have even a hint of joy, instead, it was filled with worry.

  Normally, only a One-Star Swordsman can condense a sword spirit, but now he has just cultivated the "Nine Heavenly Sword Manual" and condensed a sword spirit. I don't know if it's just him or everyone is like this?

  With a look of distress, Haitian shook his head and stood up, taking off the wet clothes on his body. Wearing wet clothes was not comfortable at all.

  However, just as he was still putting on his clothes, a dull and muffled bell suddenly rang out: "Dong----dong----".

  "Is that the Seven Spirit Dust Bell? Why is it ringing at this time?" Hai Tian furrowed his brow. The so-called Seven Spirit Dust Bell was a treasure of the Hai family, used as a signal to gather all members of the Hai family. However, only those in the highest echelons of power within the Hai family could ring the bell. No matter what you are doing at this moment, you must arrive quickly.

  The so-called highest power hierarchy refers to the master of the Hai family, that is, his father Hai Wuya and three elders.

  The three elders had hardly ever met and didn't know much about each other.

  He quickly changed his clothes and walked out of the house, wondering in his heart why his father wanted to gather all of them. Had something big happened?

  "Huh, Xiao Yu! What's going on? Do you know why Father wants to gather all of us?" Hai Tian hadn't walked far when he ran into Xiao Yu, who had just put down her pen and paper and was hurrying over.

  "Brother Tian! Why did you change your clothes?" Xiaoyu was surprised to see Haitian wearing a different outfit, but then shook her head and said, "I don't know why Uncle called us together either. I was just copying in the study earlier and didn't even finish."

  "It seems that something earth-shattering has happened, otherwise Father wouldn't have summoned us like this." Haitian pondered for half a day but couldn't guess what had happened, so he took Xiaoyu and hurriedly rushed to the main hall.

  Along the way, they met many people like them, and many ordinary people who couldn't be seen also came out one after another. Haitian was not familiar with them, just glanced at them a few times and then hurried away.

  Before long, Hai Tian and Xiao Yu arrived at the main hall of the Hai family.

  At this time, there were already many people standing in the hall, with a preliminary estimate of at least over a hundred people. Hai Tian had never seen so many people in the Hai family before.

  In the center of the hall, Hai Wuya was already sitting in the first seat with a serious expression. Beside him sat three old men with white hair and beards, and Hai Tian understood that they were probably the three elders of the Hai family.

  The bell rang for a while and then stopped, but there were still many Hai family disciples rushing over from outside.

  Hai Yun rushed over with a few trusted followers, and as the direct descendant of the Hai family, he also had his own seat in the grand hall. However, with so many people packed in, it wasn't easy to squeeze through.

  "Get out of the way!" Haiyun shouted loudly at the person in front of her.

  The young master of the Hai family was about to shout a few more insults, but when he saw it was Hai Yun, he let him pass directly. The others also made way for a path.

  Not far away, Haiyun saw Xiaoyu blocking his way, and with a glance, he also saw Haitian beside Xiaoyu. A burst of anger rose in his heart, and he shouted again: "Get out!"

  "What? You're telling me to get lost?" Xiaoyu wasn't a pushover either, if Haoyun had spoken nicely, Xiaoyu might have given way. But since Haoyun spoke like that, Xiaoyu would never give in!

  "Get out when you're told to, what's with all the nonsense!" Haiyun glared at Xiaoyu with great disdain, and due to Haitian's influence, her attitude towards Xiaoyu was also extremely bad.

  If it were someone else, they might have backed down a step, but Xiaoyu wouldn't. She countered with a sharp tongue: "I won't roll over, you show me an example first?"

  "Hey!" Haiyun hadn't expected Xiaoyu to dare speak back to him, and his anger flared up instantly. He glared at Xiaoyu fiercely and said, "You little brat, are you looking for a fight?"

  As soon as the little rain and sea clouds were about to clash, the sea sky quietly pulled the little rain back, shook his head gently and said: "Little Rain, if someone wants to pass, let them pass? You arguing with him will lower your IQ."

  Originally, Hai Tian did not intend to conflict with Hai Yun, but since Hai Yun bullied Xiao Yu like this, Hai Tian would absolutely not stand idly by.

  Xiao Yu was taken aback, but immediately reacted and nodded repeatedly: "Tian Ge, you're absolutely right. If I argue with him, doesn't that mean my IQ will become the same as his?"

  The two people's singing and harmonizing made Hai Yun's face look very ugly.

  The people around were all smiling but not daring to laugh, they were all enduring great hardship. They didn't have the guts or status like Hai Tian and Xiao Yu to openly oppose Hai Yun.

  It seemed to feel the sarcastic gaze coming from around, Haiyun's anger suddenly burst out, he immediately jumped up, pointing at Haitian and shouting loudly: "What did you say? Who has a low IQ?"

  "Light rain, did I say he has a low IQ?" Hai Tian's face showed an innocent expression.

  Xiao Yu also shook her head in agreement: "Tian Ge, you never said he had a low IQ from start to finish?"

  "That's strange, why did he jump out to admit that his IQ is low? Is it true that he is indeed a fool?" Haitian let out a serious sigh, "Big brother, I'm not saying you're wrong, but you should go find an expert to take a look as soon as possible. How can you bear the responsibility of our Hai family's vast sky with this kind of ability?"

  "Hahaha......" Hai Tian's vivid and exaggerated performance made the people present unable to hold back their laughter, and they all burst into loud guffaws, holding their bellies.

  Even the followers behind Haiyun couldn't help but burst out laughing, infuriating Haiyun who glared at them fiercely: "What are you laughing at? No one is allowed to laugh!"

  Under the pressure of Haiyun's strength and identity, everyone had to cover their mouths, but it was clear that their facial expressions were twisted, still secretly laughing.

  "You! Hai Tian!" Sea Cloud's eyes blazed with fury as she glared at Hai Tian, her anger reaching a boiling point. "I challenge you to a duel! Right now!"

  On the Soul Sword Continent, when one party proposes a duel, the other party cannot refuse. However, if the proposing party's strength is much stronger than the proposed party's strength, the proposed party has the right to refuse.

  "Why should I duel with you? Do you think your six-segment swordsmanship can bully me?" A hint of disdain flashed in Haitian's eyes, and with Haiyun's temperament, his future achievements would definitely not be high.

  The swordsman's later cultivation is not just about improving his skills, but more importantly, it's about gaining a deeper understanding of the universe and elevating his state of mind.

  Everyone knows that Haiyun is currently a master of the sixth-level swordsmanship, while Haitian has just started to choose his cultivation method. There is no comparison between the two.

  The people around couldn't help but point and whisper at Hai Yun, with such a temperament, how could he become the heir of the Hai family?

  The three elders sitting in the superior position all flashed a hint of dissatisfaction in their eyes.

  "That's enough!" Hai Wuya suddenly shouted, his face stern.

  The originally noisy hall immediately fell silent, after all, in this Hai family, Hai Wuya's right to speak was extremely great. Even Hai Yun had to restrain herself a bit in front of Hai Wuya, and could only glare at Hai Tian with hatred.