Ming Feng grew silent.
In his hand is a white jade. This white jade would occasionally pulse with red light. It is this red light which brings him some comfort.
This is because the jade contains Ming Ye life-imprint.
If not for this, Ming Feng would have assumed Ming Ye is dead.
Meanwhile, in Shi Jing courtyard, it was quiet after the department of the Sword Cloud Manor visitor.
Right now, he is practicing the One Autumn Stroke. His movement was an imitation, similar to a rough sketch, not the entirety of it.
This was because he was afraid that the stick in his hand would not be able to handle the force of his spiritual essence.
The reason he was doing this is to comprehend the other sword art he obtained in the iron-clawed bear cave.
[Sword Art: Spring Mist Cloud (Heaven-Grade, Incomplete)]
"Maybe I'm a visual learner? Why can't I do it as easily as the Ming family's sword art?" He murmured to himself.
Compare to grasping the One Autumn Stroke, this was much more difficult.
These two sword art belongs to the same grade, so it definitely wasn't the issue of it being more difficult, but rather, his lack of understanding.
Perhaps it was also due to his lack of foundation regarding the sword.
After all, not long ago, he was just an ordinary person before becoming a transmigrator, regressor, and cultivator.
Unfortunately, he didn't have a teacher to guide him.
Shi Jing continues swinging the stick as though he was drawing an imaginary picture, each motion performing a sword stroke.
As the sun rise then fall, the day was over and he barely made any progress. Seeing this, he sat down on the porch of his courtyard to take a breather.
"It's been awhile since I have check the transmigrator group chat… I wonder how they are doing?"
He opened the chat. That familiar chat box appear in his vision again. This time, he prob it using his spiritual sense and nothing happened.
It was as though the box in front of him is an illusion.
"I'm not surprised, if it was that easy, I would be disappointed." He murmured, then began looking through the chat log.
[Lu Sheng: Congratulation to Ms. Autumn for reaching first stage body tempering stage.]
Seeing this, Shi Jing leaned back with intrigued.
It seems like my fellow transmigrator has taken their first step on the path to cultivation… I wonder who among them is the furthest on this path?
[Autumn Hall: It's all thank to you sir. If not for your guidance, I would have never thought it was possible to obtain this extraordinary power!]
[Li Yao: Congratulation on entering the path of cultivation~]
[Lao Fuzheng: Brother Sheng, what stage are you at now?]
Clearly, Shi Jing has missed many key event in the world of transmigrator while he was absent.
What did I miss? He murmured to himself.
He scroll up further to gather the context. Only after seeing the past conversation did he understood.
Lu Sheng was the first to obtain a Man-grade body refinement art, and through a fortunate encounter, became a first stage body tempering cultivator.
This fellow transmigrator willingly shared his experienced to help others walk on the path of cultivation as well as offer his guidance.
His action unanimously made him the leader of the transmigrator chat group.
[Lu Sheng: I am at the fourth stage of body tempering…]
[Lu Sheng: I have been stagnant at this stage due to the lack of spirit stone, I hope fellow friends hoard as much spirit stone as possible.]
[Lu Sheng: Body refinement is truly costly!]
[Autumn Hall: That's right! If not for my current body noble status, I would have not gathered enough spirit stone to reach first stage!]
At this moment, Li Yao sigh with pity and envy.
[Li Yao: I'm more unlucky. My location does not have spirit stone, I don't know where this is but no one know what spirit stone is!]
[Lao Fuzheng: Brother Sheng is too great. Already fourth stage, I am only at second stage even with the help of all my family pills!]
Seeing this, Shi Jing noted down all their circumstance and details into memory.
A place without spirit stone? It seems like Li Yao is going to have a hard time… As for Autumn Hall, her status, is it a young lady of a certain cultivation or martial family?
No, that Lao Fuzheng reached second body tempering stage through the usage of pills, clearly this person background is not ordinary either…
Then his thought lean toward Lu Sheng, who is at fourth stage of body tempering.
This fellow transmigrator, clearly his 'special ability' is by no mean ordinary.
To reach fourth stage within such a short span of time, either he transmigrated into an immensely talented body, or possess a certain ability which aid him greatly in this manner.
This is because although for Shi Jing, more than months has passed, to the outside world, it has only been a week or two.
This was one of the benefit of a regressor, his experience with time was different to an ordinary person. And this made him more knowledgeable.
"The system has been quiet this whole time… Since our transmigration, no mission appear. I wonder what the first mission will be." He murmured, then closed the chat group.
Shi Jing had a feeling that this first mission will not be simple.
This is because the function was unlocked after a certain quota of survivor is left, clearly, this system wanted to root out the weeds among the transmigrator before showing any changes.
Who knows, perhaps the system is currently not handing out mission because no one has 'yet' to reach the required threshold.
This speculation only further fueled his motivation.
Other than strengthening himself to face the foreign world of cultivation, he was also preparing for the mission from the system.
The conversation died down after Lu Sheng revealed his cultivation realm.
Through this, Shi Jing learned that the strongest among the known transmigrator is Lu Sheng, a fourth stage body tempering.
As for Shi Jing, he remained a lurker, not revealing himself.
At the same time, within the inner circle of the Ming estate, Sword Cloud Manor courtyard.
"Elder Chen, you must obtain justice for us!" Fang Zheng cry out, his voice was filled with indignation.
He was facing an elderly man with black and white robe. The cloud embroidery on this elderly figure sleeve was more exquisite and charming than the one they wore.
"Seek justice for us Sword Cloud Disciples!" They cried out in unison.