Myriad Dragon Divine Sovereign

After speaking, Wen Qingye walked out of his Cave Mansion. He came to a small waterfall, drew his One Thought Sword, and began to practice.

Time ticked by. Soon, it was afternoon, then night fell. As if he’d forgotten what it meant to be tired, Wen Qingye continued to swing his sword without pause.

His form could still be seen moving, even under the moonlight.

The night passed just like that. The morning sun rose slowly, bathing the land in its light and radiating endless vitality.

’The Slaying Immortal Sword Dao is like a great mountain—immeasurably heavy and profound, with an overwhelming presence. A single strike can sunder mountains and crack the earth. It’s utterly domineering.’

”This strike isn’t right. It lacks the profound weight of the Rock Law; I haven’t brought out its mountain-like presence,” he muttered to himself. He would slash out with his sword, but always felt like something was missing.

’A mountain’s presence... but that’s not the only way. It could also be the earth itself, with the profound weight of the land. That’s it! I understand now.’

Wen Qingye practiced repeatedly, his mind constantly turning, when in a flash of insight, he had an epiphany.

He slashed out with his sword. The motion seemed perfectly stable, yet it carried the power to sunder the heavens and shatter stone.

BANG!

A stone in front of him was instantly shattered by the sword slash, its fragments flying in all directions.

Wen Qingye hadn’t used a single shred of Primordial Qi in that strike, yet it had completely pulverized a massive boulder, roughly twenty feet long and ten feet wide.

Anyone else who witnessed this would have been utterly horrified. To shatter such an enormous rock without using any Primordial Qi... just how immense was his physical power?

His Rock Law had finally reached the Third Layer of the Human Dao.

At this point, all three Laws of his Slaying Immortal Sword Dao had reached the Third Layer of the Human Dao.

The Ice Python remarked, ”Right now, even without using Primordial Qi, you could probably fight an ordinary Martial Artist at the First Level of the Destruction Realm just by relying on your powerful physique and the Rock Law of the Slaying Immortal Sword Dao.”

”The Slaying Immortal Sword Dao is truly formidable, but comprehending it is also incredibly difficult,” Wen Qingye said.

Having practiced for so long, Wen Qingye now felt a trace of exhaustion. He dragged his weary body back toward his Cave Mansion.

”Brother Wen!”

Suddenly, a figure came skipping toward him from up ahead, quickly running to his side.

Wen Qingye couldn’t help but smile when he saw who it was. ”Yum Baobao?”

Yum Baobao pouted and wrinkled her nose, her large eyes fixed on Wen Qingye. ”Brother Wen, I waited at the entrance to your Cave Mansion for so long! Why didn’t you come to Forget-Life Peak? I missed you.”

Wen Qingye patted Yum Baobao’s head. ”I think Life Peak is quite nice. Besides, you know my situation. Your father wouldn’t necessarily accept me.”

A look of pure bliss spread across Yum Baobao’s face. ”Brother Wen, you don’t have to pat my head, I’m not upset right now. If you come to Forget-Life Peak, my dad will definitely take you as his disciple and make you a Direct Disciple!”

Wen Qingye shook his head. ”Silly girl, don’t be so naive.”

Yum Baobao jumped up and exclaimed, ”It’s true, Brother Wen! You have to believe me! My dad listens to me more than anyone. He does whatever I tell him to do!”

”Alright, alright, I believe you,” Wen Qingye said with a resigned laugh.

Yum Baobao then seemed to remember something. ”Oh, right! Brother Wen, did you know? In five days, Elder Miaoxuan will be handing out pills at Danxuan Peak. This time, he’s refined a batch of Returning Fragrance Pills. Are you interested?”

The Elders of Danxuan Peak often enjoyed refining pills for the disciples of the Celestial Profound Sect and letting them compete for them. This served three purposes: it was a chance to display their own skills in the Alchemy Dao, it demonstrated the special and preeminent status of Danxuan Peak, and it also served as a test of the disciples’ cultivation.

’Returning Fragrance Pills?’ A smile touched Wen Qingye’s thoughts.

The Returning Fragrance Pill was a Low-Level Emperor Grade pill that could stabilize one’s meridians. It was exactly what Wen Qingye needed at this moment.

None of the three Spirit Grade herbs he had obtained from the Sumeru Mustard Seed could be used to repair his meridians. Since he would soon be attempting a breakthrough with the help of the Coffin Fungus, a Returning Fragrance Pill to stabilize his meridians was exactly what he required. It was practically tailor-made for him.

”Is that so? I am somewhat interested.”

Hearing Wen Qingye’s words, Yum Baobao laughed and clapped her hands. ”I knew you’d be interested, Brother Wen! If you go compete, you can even help me get some payback!”

As she finished speaking, Yum Baobao raised her two small fists and shook them menacingly.

Wen Qingye looked at her, a little confused. ”Who upset you?”

Yum Baobao said with a huff, ”It’s that Mo Qing from Chaotian Peak, and Huang Zishan from Purple Bamboo Peak! They’ve found some people to help them, and they said they’re going to teach me a lesson...”

Wen Qingye just gave a soft smile and said no more, content to listen as Yum Baobao continued to grumble.

”Wow, time is flying, Brother Wen! I have to go now. Don’t forget, I’ll come find you in five days. You absolutely can’t forget!”

Yum Baobao chatted with Wen Qingye for a full hour before finally realizing how late it was and reluctantly taking her leave.

Wen Qingye watched Yum Baobao skip away, then turned and returned to his Cave Mansion.

As soon as he was back inside the Cave Mansion, Wen Qingye headed for the Artifact Refining Room.

Upon entering the Artifact Refining Room, Wen Qingye carefully inspected the center of the Four-sided Platform.

The Celestial Heavy Stone was currently burning in an endless inferno, and it was already showing signs of melting. All the other ores beside it, except for the Nine Dragon Ore, had liquified into pools.

’It’s time.’ Seeing this, Wen Qingye’s expression grew solemn.

After burning for more than nine days, the various ores had reached the peak of the refining process.

”Hah!”

Wen Qingye leaped into the air. Primordial Qi shot from his hands, forming a giant net that swooped down, enveloping the Celestial Heavy Stone and all the various ore Essences.

This Artifact Refining method was no simple matter. It was the legendary Heaven Net Refining Technique, which demanded not only exquisitely fine control over one’s Primordial Qi but also a special Magic Technique to perform.

”Condense!”

With a great shout from Wen Qingye, the massive net began to gather all the Essences.

The once-massive ores were now all reduced to liquid droplets. Only the Celestial Heavy Stone retained a hint of its original shape. Wen Qingye’s Primordial Qi formed into a giant hand that seized the stone.

The Celestial Heavy Stone slowly began to twist and change, gradually taking the shape of a greatsword.

TSSST! TSSST! TSSST!

The surrounding ore Essences surged frantically toward the Celestial Heavy Stone. The Nine Dragons Stone, in particular, shot directly into the center of the greatsword.

’Now!’

Seeing his chance, Wen Qingye unhesitatingly threw out the Celestial Star Powder. Like a shower of starlight, the powder shot into the endless flames and fused to the greatsword.

As the Celestial Star Powder fused onto the greatsword, the blade seemed to lurch, growing immensely heavy.

The massive net began to tighten, and the Primordial Energy Giant Hand slowly dissipated. It seemed as if everything had now been condensed upon the Celestial Heavy Stone.

Standing at a distance, Wen Qingye could clearly see the greatsword beneath the massive net changing, bit by bit. The process was truly wondrous to behold.