Longevity by Grinding Skills

Chapter 412: Chapter 412: Your Wansheng Sword Transformation Has Reached the Introductory Level

Yuu Congling was filled with astonishment.

"Three Talents Sword Seed?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Yunfan asked, "What is that?"

"That Daoist Master... she’s preparing to break through to the Mid-Stage Foundation Establishment."

Her usually calm and indifferent tone finally wavered.

She said with a hint of resignation, "We were once fellow disciples, but now she has forged her True Dao Foundation, while I’m just a physical shell, barely clinging to life."

Xu Yunfan ignored Yuu Congling’s sigh and pressed on with his questions.

Yuu Congling said, "She must be cultivating a Superior Sword Technique from the Wansheng Sword Sect called the Ten Thousand Transformations True Dragon Qian-Demon Sword Qi. This technique requires not only slaying a dragon but also nourishing the sword with its soul!"

While the Foundation Establishment Daoist Master from the Wansheng Sword Sect was fully focused on casting her magic, Xu Yunfan quietly retreated to the edge of the Ice Abyss.

Although they were a thousand li apart, and although he was just an insignificant ant in the eyes of a Foundation Establishment Daoist Master, the path of cultivation was perilous at every step.

The slightest mistake could lead to eternal damnation.

After all, he was still bound to Yuu Congling’s physical body.

A thought stirred in Xu Yunfan’s mind, and he asked, "Do you have a grudge against her?"

Yuu Congling fell silent for a moment before saying, "More than a grudge. Rest assured, if she were to capture me, I would suffer a fate worse than death, never to be reincarnated."

Xu Yunfan nodded slightly. She couldn’t be faking it; her tone was filled with extreme resentment as she spoke.

’It seems her journey to the Divine Martial Realm back then was a choice made out of desperation.’

Hua Ling’s Silver Bell was half-buried in the snow, its clapper still stained with her last specks of blood.

As he bent down to pick it up, a wisp of pink smoke suddenly drifted out from the bell. It was the "Love Tribulation" from Hundred Desires Peak, hidden in advance.

"I really underestimated you."

Xu Yunfan chuckled. ’This poisonous smoke was meant for me. If I had given in to lust just now, I would have fallen for the trap.’

’As expected, the disciples of the Primordial Sect are all venomous snakes. They’ll even bite back as they’re dying, always happy to do things that harm others even if it doesn’t benefit themselves.’

’Their favorite thing is to take the money and not do the job.’

’They’ll be all over you when there’s something to gain, but give you the cold shoulder when there isn’t.’

Just as he was about to leave, his Martial Arts Celestial Eye suddenly detected a disturbance beneath the ice.

The eight severed streams of Dragon Qi were secretly converging, forming a blurry humanoid figure that knelt before him.

The figure held a cluster of Ice Crystals in its palm. Sealed within was half of a Cyan Jade Sword Scabbard, its aura originating from the same source as the Flood Dragon slain by Cyan Nether Daoist Master, yet it felt far more ancient!

"This is... True Dragon Qi?!"

Xu Yunfan’s heart suddenly raced.

Yuu Congling also cried out in shock, "The Qingxiao Chengluo Sword?! How could this Magical Treasure appear here?!"

Xu Yunfan asked, "Is this a Magical Treasure from your Sword Sect?"

Yuu Congling spoke rapidly, "This was refined by a previous Daoist Master who cultivated the Taiyi Qingxiao Sword Technique. It is a perfect match for the technique. If one could merge with it, their strength would increase by thirty percent."

The moment the Ice Crystals touched his hand, the Arctic Gangfeng suddenly fell still.

The swirling snow condensed into the shape of swords, forming a strange Sword Array three zhang around him.

A flash of inspiration struck Xu Yunfan. He immediately used his True Martial Demon Suppression True Essence to simulate the Dragon-Slaying Sword Intent.

ZING!

The remnant page of the "Wansheng Sword Transformation" in his robes suddenly ignited on its own, tracing the complete Sword Technique in the air.

’Your Wansheng Sword Transformation has reached the Entry Level.’

Seeing this notification from the Attribute Panel appear in his vision, Xu Yunfan instantly understood. The next moment, the Sword Scabbard in his hand felt scorching hot. He shuddered, flinging it away as if he were holding a branding iron, then fled without a backward glance.

Just as Xu Yunfan’s figure vanished into the snowstorm, a graceful silhouette materialized like a phantom where he had just been standing.

The woman wore a simple white gauze dress, its hem perfectly still in the biting wind, as if she were one with the frozen plains.

She looked down, gazing at the discarded Qingxiao Chengluo Sword Scabbard on the snow, a flicker of surprise in her ice-blue eyes.

The icy patterns on the Sword Scabbard’s surface refracted a rainbow-hued light under the sun, illuminating the blood-red Sword Heart Seal on her brow.

"Interesting..."

The woman’s crimson lips parted, her voice as crisp and cold as shattered jade. "To think he could break the Cause and Effect Line I laid down. Have my skills grown rusty...?"

She raised her fair hand, and the Sword Scabbard flew through the air into her palm.

As her fingertips brushed over the lingering aura of True Martial Demon Subduing on the scabbard, the Jade Hairpin in her hair suddenly burst forth with a seven-inch cold gleam.

"The True Martial Demon Suppressing Scripture? I didn’t expect anyone to still be cultivating this path. So he’s from the Primordial Demon Sect."

The woman’s gaze hardened, and a cold smile played on her lips. "Senior Sister Yuu’s body... it really is hosted by this ant."

She looked up in the direction Xu Yunfan had fled, and the swirling snowstorm parted automatically to create a path for her line of sight.

At the same time, Xu Yunfan, who was already dozens of li away, suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

He felt the Qi and blood in his body seethe uncontrollably as the leaves of his Dragon Scale Armor snapped shut with a metallic clang.

Xu Yunfan’s scalp tingled with fear. ’I can’t believe someone is still able to pursue me.’

The woman remained standing where she was, yet it was as if she could see Xu Yunfan’s predicament through a thousand li of wind and snow.

She tapped the Sword Scabbard lightly with her fingertip, and within the icy patterns, a phantom image of Xu Yunfan desperately fleeing appeared.

"Can you really escape?"

She murmured to herself, her voice filled with the playful cruelty of a cat toying with a mouse. "Since you’ve been entangled in the karma of the Wansheng Sword Sect..."

The graceful figure raised her fair hand, and the discarded Sword Scabbard flew through the air into her palm.

Just as Li Qingling was condensing Sword Qi at her fingertips, she suddenly felt the sky darken.

The Arctic Gangfeng solidified into a curtain of Ice Crystals in an instant. A figure in a Profound Daoist Robe emerged, stepping on cracks in the void. On the White Jade Token hanging from his waist, the word "Primordial" shone brilliantly.

"Fellow Daoist Li’s Dragon-Slaying Sword Intent has grown even purer. It seems you will be breaking through to Mid-Stage Foundation Establishment soon. Slaying a Flood Dragon here in the Far North... could it be that you wish to cultivate the Ten Thousand Transformations True Dragon Qian-Demon Sword Qi?"

As the young Daoist Master’s wide sleeves billowed, the dark, embroidered Hundred Peaks pattern on his cuffs swallowed the cold gleam of the Sword Scabbard whole.

He tapped his toes on the curtain of Ice Crystals, and the Earth Veins of the entire frozen tundra trembled, completely shattering the three thousand Sword Seals Li Qingling had secretly placed.

His every step seemed effortless and natural, completely at ease.

Li Qingling’s pupils constricted. The seven-inch cold gleam from her Jade Hairpin instantly retracted. "The ’Hundred Peaks Prison-Suppression Scripture’ from Hundred Peaks Mount of the Primordial Demon Sect? Since when did Peak Master Chu take an interest in the Arctic Wilderness?"

Chu Chengnan chuckled. "Your sect’s Qingxiao Chengluo Sword is indeed fine, but it isn’t easy for my Primordial Sect to nurture a disciple to the stage of Qi Cultivation Great Perfection. It would be a real shame if you killed him."

"Enough with the sanctimonious talk." Li Qingling sneered. "You’re after the True Martial Demon Suppressing Scripture he carries, aren’t you?"

Chu Chengnan chuckled at her words and didn’t deny it. The people of the Primordial Sect always had a purpose behind their actions.

Li Qingling’s gaze was frigid as she gently stroked the icy patterns on the Sword Scabbard. "This scripture is entangled in far-reaching cause and effect. If you get involved, I’m afraid you won’t even be able to enter reincarnation."

Chu Chengnan’s sleeves stirred. A faint mirage of a hundred peaks flickered behind him as he replied in a calm tone, "Fellow Daoist Li, you worry too much. This matter is none of your concern."

His gaze went past Li Qingling toward the figure faintly disappearing in the distant snowstorm. He said flatly, "On the other hand, your Wansheng Sword Sect slays dragons to steal their Qi, acting against the heavens. Aren’t you afraid of backlash from the Celestial Dao?"

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