Yang Ling’s action instantly drew the attention of many martial artists.

It also caught the eyes of some Rong Tribe spies.

But Tong Yi and the Fourth Prince seemed to be heading deeper into the cave, so they didn’t notice this.

“Is this a senior who died here before?”

Many martial artists, while plundering the rare flowers and herbs in the area, kept glancing over.

Given Yang Ling’s earlier methods, none dared to approach him casually.

The Centenary Refined Vermilion Gold Pickaxe swung in a blur.

The hard ice, in the face of the pickaxe, was like shaved ice, constantly being chiseled away.

“This Calamity Valley might have been much deeper in the past, with unknown meters of solid ice still below.”

In less than a minute, he had pulled the corpse out from the ice.

“Holy shit, is this an ancient fossil?! Is it one of the experts who died in Calamity Valley eighty years ago?!”

Hundreds of meters away, Li Shou’s face was full of shock.

Zhang Shendao and the others also noticed this scene.

Yun Ruo was not far from Yang Ling at that moment, having just plucked a rare flower. When she saw Yang Ling pull out a senior’s corpse, her expression turned somewhat odd.

“This is…”

In the distance, Nangong Yue stared fixedly at the corpse in front of Yang Ling. When he saw a red-gold token hanging from the corpse’s waist, his face immediately turned beet red with excitement.

He looked at the dozen or so Seventh-Rank Rong tribesmen nearby:

“Everyone, that is the founding ancestor of the Heavenly Will Sect! He disappeared into the Water Qilin Cave one hundred and sixty years ago!

“He might be carrying the lost internal cultivation technique of the Heavenly Will Sect on him!”

“Nangong Yue, are you sure about this!?”

A Seventh-Rank Rong tribesman’s expression shifted drastically.

“That token is the Heavenly Will Sect Leader’s command token. I would never misidentify it!”

Nangong Yue gritted his teeth, so angry he was practically fuming.

The founding ancestor of the Heavenly Will Sect had actually been dug up by an Ironclad Constable of Zhao State!

He was both anxious and furious—anxious because the ancestor might be carrying a higher-level internal cultivation technique of the Heavenly Will Sect!

“Let’s go, take it back!”

The Seventh-Rank Rong tribesmen exchanged glances, then followed Nangong Yue as they charged toward Yang Ling.

Yang Ling was not slow either. He patted down the corpse thoroughly and suddenly pulled out an ancient tome covered in ice crystals.

「Heavenly Will True Scripture (First-Rate) — Cultivation Requirement: Spirit 30」

【Beginner's Insight: Gain 10 Spirit】

【Comprehensive Mastery: Gain 20 Spirit】

【Flawless Proficiency: Gain 40 Spirit】

【Skilled: Gain 80 Spirit, Exclusive Skill: Absolute Focus】

The attribute introduction ended there, with no description of Transcendent.

Yang Ling finally understood why the Heaven’s Will Divine Blade was so powerful, yet the Heavenly Will Sect was only a Second-Rate sect.

And why the cultivation requirement for the Heaven’s Will Divine Blade was so high—this technique should never have been a heritage technique, because Spirit, without external intervention, likely maxed out at 30 points! Far short of the Heaven’s Will Divine Blade’s requirement.

Now that he saw this Heavenly Will True Scripture, everything made sense.

This was the true internal cultivation technique of the Heavenly Will Sect. Practicing it could raise the Spirit cap.

If a martial artist was born with 30 Spirit, they only needed to cultivate the Heavenly Will True Scripture to Comprehensive Mastery to meet the threshold for cultivating the Heaven’s Will Divine Blade.

Even if their Spirit was low, cultivating to Flawless Proficiency would grant a total increase of 70 Spirit, still reaching the threshold for the Heaven’s Will Divine Blade!

“Its quality is exactly the same as the Divine Ape Contemplation Diagram, and the Spirit increase is the same too.”

“But the cost to cultivate the first two levels is extremely low. Just a few Foundation Consolidation Pills and less than half a month of effort, and it’s done!”

“Beginner’s Insight and Comprehensive Mastery will give me an additional 30 Spirit!”

Yang Ling was practically drooling. At that moment, the message panel prompted:

「Heavenly Will True Scripture — Cultivation Requirement: 30 Spirit」

「Requirement met」

「Begin to comprehend?」

Without a second thought, Yang Ling immediately selected comprehension.

A surging wave of warmth flooded into his brow.

In an instant, he gained memories of the Heavenly Will True Scripture.

This scene looked very familiar to Zhang Shendao and the others.

“Brother Yang just practiced another internal technique or martial skill!”

They were envious. The fact that Yang Ling was cultivating it on the spot meant the technique’s grade was certainly not low! At least Second-Rate!

Nangong Yue had already led his men close and, seeing this, felt like his eyes were about to split!

“Yang Ling, what did you just take!?”

He bellowed.

Yang Ling was about to speak when he heard a faint, barely perceptible sound in his ear.

The sound was muffled and forceful.

He wondered if he had misheard.

“Wait—this old senior, frozen for who knows how many years, is still alive!!?”

The next moment, he drew the Jiaogu Saber and slashed at the corpse’s neck!

Clang—

Ice shards flew everywhere, and the blade barely sank an inch into the neck!

“So hard!?”

Yang Ling immediately swung his saber in a blur, unleashing all his strength.

After dozens of consecutive strikes, each one landed precisely on the previous blade’s wound.

He just barely managed to sever the head, which rolled far away.

The muffled sound instantly vanished!

“You…”

Nangong Yue staggered, staring at the scene in disbelief:

“You’re desecrating the corpse of my Heavenly Will Sect’s founding ancestor!? How vicious!”

This sight was also witnessed by many Zhao State martial artists, their expressions full of shock.

Yang Ling stood with his saber, expressionlessly staring at Nangong Yue:

“You don’t have much time. Are you really going to waste it with me over a corpse? Come on, all of you attack together. Let’s see if I’m afraid.”

“Let’s go!”

The Seventh-Rank Rong tribesmen felt it was meaningless to drag things out. Whatever was on the corpse had clearly already fallen into the other’s pocket.

Given their understanding of this man’s strength, even if they all attacked together, it would be hard to take him down.

His speed was simply too fast.

Instead of wasting time here, it was better to search for more rare flowers and herbs in Calamity Valley!

“Lord Tong Wu, Lord Tong Yi seems to have another mission, but he didn’t tell us. We should follow and check it out.”

Another man added a word of persuasion.

Nangong Yue took a deep breath:

“Yang Ling, I, Nangong Yue, swear I will kill your entire family!”

With that, he and the Rong Tribe spies swiftly retreated, chasing after the direction Tong Yi had gone.

Yang Ling stared at his back, then suddenly drew a Quenched-Gold Armor-Piercing Flying Dagger and threw it.

The dagger turned into a streak of light, shooting straight at Nangong Yue.

Just then, a dark glint shot through the air, colliding with his dagger mid-flight.

The dagger fell to the ground, while the dark glint snapped in two—it was a crossbow made entirely of metal.

Nangong Yue sensed it and ran even faster without looking back, quickly leaving Yang Ling’s firing range.

Yang Ling looked up and locked eyes with Tong Yi from a great distance.

The man held a hand crossbow.

Judging by its quality, even if it wasn’t a Divine Crossbow, it was definitely a powerful heavy crossbow with lethal force!

Yang Ling immediately retrieved his Quenched-Gold Armor-Piercing Flying Dagger, then continued searching the nearby area for rare flowers and herbs.

A trace of relief secretly welled up in his heart.

That founding ancestor of the Heavenly Will Sect might have really been alive.

If it weren’t for his extraordinary perception catching the sound of the revived heartbeat, and if he had left it alone, the consequences would have been unimaginable!

“Frozen for one or two hundred years and still alive, still having a heartbeat—could he really be a Third-Rank Grandmaster Supreme?...”

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