Myriad Dragon Divine Sovereign

Time trickled by.

After a long while, countless flames began surging toward the center of the greatsword. It was as if the core possessed an immense gravitational pull, like a black hole. In less than three breaths, all the flames vanished, completely absorbed into the sword.

CLANG!

The greatsword crashed down onto the Four-sided Platform, plunging directly into the black rock it was made of. Half the blade was buried as thick, white smoke filled the entire Artifact Refining Room.

The sword was forged!

Wen Qingye slowly walked over. The greatsword's surface was pitch-black, but a faint red glow pulsed from within its dark blade as a boundless aura radiated in all directions.

'Emperor-grade High-level!'

To avoid being burned by the searing heat, Wen Qingye coated his hands in a thick layer of Primordial Qi and firmly gripped the hilt.

The next moment!

From the blade, Wen Qingye felt a profound weight, a sensation akin to the vast, boundless earth, as if the entire world rested upon this single sword.

"Rise!"

SHIIING!

Wen Qingye slowly drew the greatsword free, revealing its entire blade before him.

The blade was four feet three inches long and weighed over 43,500 pounds. Both edges were blunt, and the tip was like a rounded ball.

Wen Qingye looked at the Heavy Sword in his hand and smiled in delight. "A Heavy Sword... it really is the most suitable type of sword for the Slaying Immortal Sword Dao."

The Slaying Immortal Sword Dao embodied a sense of profound weight and majestic grandeur, much like the boundless earth itself—and this Heavy Sword was its perfect reflection. Since he hadn't yet cultivated the Slaying Immortal Sword Dao to its peak, he naturally had to rely on a specific form.

When Wen Qingye emerged, he discovered that three days had already passed. He couldn't help but shake his head. "The remaining two days are just enough for me to attune myself to this Heavy Sword. From now on, you shall be called Bladeless."

Heavy Sword Without Edge, true mastery requires no artifice.

It was a perfect fit for the style and essence of the Slaying Immortal Sword Dao.

.......

「Two days later.」

Wen Qingye was focusing all his energy on expelling the vile aura of the Coffin Fungus from his body when he heard a string of light, quick footsteps outside his Cave Mansion.

"Brother Wen, Baobao is here! Baobao is here!"

The door to the Cave Mansion was thrown open, and Yum Baobao skipped inside. She went straight to Wen Qingye, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, and tugged on his shoulder, saying, "Let's go! Danxuan Peak is already packed with people. If we get there late, we'll miss out!"

"Alright." Wen Qingye nodded, though he thought to himself, 'I wonder when I'll be able to completely purge this Coffin Fungus. I can only use thirty percent of my true strength right now. It's going to be difficult to compete for the Returning Fragrance Pill.'

"Brother Wen, your sword is huge!" Yum Baobao said, her eyes on the heavy sword, Bladeless, next to Wen Qingye. She couldn't help but reach out a small hand to gently stroke it.

"Nngh! It's so heavy!"

Yum Baobao gripped the hilt and used every ounce of her strength, even pouring in all of her Primordial Qi. Even with her cultivation at the First Level of Destruction Realm, she could barely manage to lift Bladeless.

Her cultivation had been artificially boosted, leaving her with an unstable foundation. The last time Wen Qingye saw her, she was only at the Yin-Yang Realm Fifth Layer Heaven. Moreover, Yum Baobao was so lacking in practical combat experience that even an average expert at the Yin-Yang Realm Eighth Layer Heaven could defeat her.

"Here, let me carry it." Wen Qingye smiled faintly, taking the heavy sword, Bladeless, and slinging it onto his back with casual ease.

"Brother Wen, you're so strong!" Yum Baobao's eyes lit up as she exclaimed in amazement. Then, as if she'd just remembered something, she added, "Oh no! It's almost time for Elder Miaoxuan to present the pill! We have to hurry!"

Yum Baobao grabbed Wen Qingye and hurried toward Danxuan Peak. Roughly two double-hours later, they finally reached the foot of the mountain. It was now high noon, and the sun was merciless.

Yum Baobao held onto Wen Qingye's arm without reservation, giggling as she said, "Brother Wen, let me tell you something! I didn't just invite you; I also called a few disciples from my Forget-Life Peak. We can just watch from the side. If we manage to snatch the Returning Fragrance Pill, I'll definitely have them give it to you."

Upon hearing this, Wen Qingye glanced at Yum Baobao. He finally understood. She had brought him here specifically to help him get the Returning Fragrance Pill. She knew his meridians were fractured, she just hadn't said so aloud.

"Brother Wen, why are you looking at me?" Yum Baobao asked when she noticed Wen Qingye staring. She couldn't help but lower her head, fiddling with her collar and giving a shy smile. "Did you finally realize how beautiful Baobao is? Baobao thinks so too."

Wen Qingye shook his head and chuckled. "No, I just didn't expect you to be so sly."

Yum Baobao wrinkled her little nose and huffed, "This isn't being sly. This is Baobao being smart!"

"Baobao, that's not being smart. That's being deceitful."

Just then, a crisp voice, clear as a silver bell, drifted over from a distance.

Wen Qingye and Yum Baobao both looked in the direction of the voice. They saw a girl with long, flowing hair, bright eyes, and pearly teeth, her gaze glinting with a spiritual light. She was watching them with a light laugh. Beside her stood two young men, both with impressive cultivation at the Fourth Heaven of Destruction Realm.

Seeing the newcomer, Yum Baobao huffed angrily, "Huang Zishan, I knew it was you!"

Huang Zishan's pretty eyes curved as she shot a glance at Wen Qingye. "What's the matter, Baobao? Just because Brother Mingkong doesn't have eyes for you, you don't need to stoop to finding some brat who just reached the Destruction Realm."

Hearing this, Yum Baobao became flustered. "You're lying! There's nothing going on between me and Brother Mingkong!"

Huang Zishan's eyes swept over Yum Baobao's chest. She covered her mouth and chuckled, "Of course. Why would Brother Mingkong ever be interested in you, you little flat-chest."

"You... you... you're bullying Baobao!" Yum Baobao's eyes instantly reddened, and tears began to well up in her eyes.

Seeing Yum Baobao's reaction, Huang Zishan doubled over with laughter. "All you know how to do is cry! Hahaha!"

Wen Qingye shook his head helplessly and stepped forward. "Alright, stop crying. Let's head up the mountain."

Yum Baobao grabbed Wen Qingye's sleeve, looking up at him with misty eyes. "Brother Wen, comfort me," she whimpered.

With that, Yum Baobao wiped her snot and tears all over Wen Qingye's white sleeve.

Wen Qingye didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Just then, one of the two young men beside Huang Zishan seemed to have a realization. He frowned and asked, "Wen Qingye... aren't you that guy who was crippled by Lim Tian of Taiyi Pavilion?"

Hearing this, Huang Zishan couldn't help but size Wen Qingye up. "So it's you? Tsk, tsk. So you're *that* Wen Qingye."

"Brother Wen, let's go! Let's not waste any more time on this brat."

Yum Baobao shot Huang Zishan a fierce glare, then grabbed Wen Qingye and started running up the path to Danxuan Peak.

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