Born with immortal seed

Chapter 838 Interception
"It's difficult. Apart from me, only the Queen Mother of the West Sword has a chance... The other flying swords are far inferior. If they were to receive the essence of the spirit sword, it would have the opposite effect and might even cause the sword to burst."

The beautiful dream lasted only a moment before it was shattered by the little purple sword spirit.

"It's good to have two swords. Qin Wulie, as a sword disciple of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion and a powerful expert at the peak of the Void Refinement stage, only has one Nine-Flower Heavenly Righteous Sword, which is also the sword disciple's sword. The Three Swords of Fortune, Prosperity and Longevity in Lu Yunji's hand are probably also inherited items of the Three Immortal Islands and have little to do with him personally."

Whether it's a natal flying sword or not, Bai Zichen can tell just by fighting it.

If a sword cultivator obtains a sixth-tier flying sword and can resist refining it into their natal flying sword, it's either because their slots are already full and they can't afford another natal flying sword.

Another possibility is that the flying sword can only be considered as a substitute, and it needs to be passed down from generation to generation.

They are neither qualified nor able to bear the cost of refining a sixth-order flying sword and then dismantling it.

Summon the Western Queen Mother Sword as well, and bring the two swords and the cluster of strange flames into close contact to see which sword essence is the most compatible.

On the third attempt, a strange fire, like a whirlwind of golden stars, began to flicker rapidly toward the Queen Mother of the West's sword.

Having clearly encountered the perfect essence of a spiritual sword, Bai Zichen flicked his wrist, and the Supreme Pure and Subtle Sword Box in his palm brushed against it, smoothly dissolving the complex restrictions that would give a Void Refinement cultivator a splitting headache.

The Venus inside seemed to have a life of its own, leaping and bounding onto the sword.

The golden tadpole spirit runes on both sides of the sword were filled with gold stars, and a rich spiritual light flowed out, giving people a different feeling.

Realizing that the Western King's Golden Mother Sword had begun its ascent to the sixth rank, he put down the sword and focused on the Purple Star Thunder Sword.

But even after trying them all the way to the very end, I didn't encounter any that produced a strong reaction.

"How could this be? Not a single essence of the spirit sword has had any effect on you?"

Bai Zichen was completely baffled. The Ziwei Xuanlei Sword had fallen from the sixth rank and had been nourished by the pure energy in the sword box for many years, so it was only a thin membrane away from the sixth rank.

It's even closer to those near-sixth-tier flying swords.

Logically, with a little effort, the barrier could be broken through, and a bright future would follow.

"I am of the Thunder element, and the essence of the spirit swords here is far inferior to mine..."

The deeper Xiao Zi went into the Heaven-Opening Sword Furnace, the more of her memories returned.

"However, my origin is already at the sixth level, so I don't need to be completely compatible to create a channel to return to the sixth level."

"That's good. Go and choose one yourself."

Bai Zichen's mood fluctuated wildly, and he almost thought that the Ziwei Dazzling Thunder Sword, on which he had placed high hopes, would fail to reach the sixth rank.

It truly requires meticulous refinement and a long wait of a thousand years to return to the sixth rank.

Other cultivators at the Void Refinement stage would be overjoyed, but he had made enemies outside and had many potential adversaries.

With the current fifth-tier flying swords, we can only leverage our numerical advantage.

If one encounters a cultivator like Qin Wulie with a powerful background, the difference in magical artifacts can become an insurmountable chasm.

Without a sixth-tier flying sword, the combat power that can be exerted is greatly reduced.

The little purple sword spirit picked up a ball of crimson fire, and after the sword box broke open, the restriction rolled inside, and lightning mixed with crimson light began to dance.

"I don't know how long it will take to advance to the sixth level. If Qin Wulie finds me and believes that I stole his opportunity, a battle is inevitable."

As a swordsman, Qin Wulie may not have his own sixth-tier flying sword, but he certainly has plenty of near-sixth-tier ones.

Having obtained this essence of the spirit sword, there is a high chance of acquiring a sixth-tier natal flying sword that truly belongs to oneself; it's impossible not to be tempted.

"If you're willing to share, that's fine. But if you want to drive me away and monopolize everything, then I'll expose my Time-Traveling Divine Power and we'll have a showdown..."

Bai Zichen made a tough decision. The numerous hidden dangers brought about by the Qingxuan Palace Master and the Guangyin Body made him extremely eager to increase his strength.

Two essences of spiritual swords, one ablaze with flames, the other a sky full of golden stars.

He was so focused on the shifting colors of crimson and gold on his face that he lost track of time.

"Once this matter is settled and things have calmed down, I could go to the Six Blessings Immortal Realm and become an island lord... There are no top-tier forces there, mostly powerful rogue cultivators, unorthodox sects, and low-key lineages like the Three Immortal Islands."

Bai Zichen pondered his escape route, and the swordsman who had unleashed the true meaning of Fortune, Prosperity, and Longevity gave him an idea.

For some reason, no top power has extended its reach into the Six Blessings Immortal Realm, not even the Dao Court.

Only when various powerful figures clash and vie for control of the sacred mountains and blessed islands at sea.

The island owners changed like a revolving door, with several different people possibly changing ownership every hundred years.

Even the cultivators in the same sea area don't know who the island's owner is, making it a truly chaotic sea.

If you want to live in anonymity, going to the Six Blessings Immortal Realm is a good choice.

The records in the Hall of Longevity state that several rebels from the Daoist Court and many infamous cultivators from the Earthly Immortal Realm were all hiding in the Six Blessings Immortal Domain, ruling as kings and tyrants.

Unless they go too far, no major power seems to send people in to hunt them down.

There seems to be some kind of taboo surrounding the Six Blessings Immortal Realm.

If one cannot stay in the Seven Treasures Immortal Realm, this is a viable alternative.

However, one must plan the route from the Seven Treasures Immortal Realm to the Six Blessings Immortal Realm in advance, and even if the journey is smooth, it will still take one or two decades.

……

Lu Yunji and the old servant rode the wind-controlling divine power, raising two thick plumes of white smoke that obscured their figures.

"Young Island Master, shall we return to Three Immortal Islands like this?"

The old servant was hunched over and his vital energy was depleted, but his ability to ride the wind revealed his profound true energy, indicating that he was at the mid-stage of the Void Refining realm.

"Qin Wulie possesses the Dao Body of the Supreme Sword Venerable. The Heavenly Sword Pavilion has managed to hide him for so long without exposing him; they truly have great patience..."

Lu Yunji remained silent for a long time before finally speaking:
"The defeat was not due to the inheritance of my sect, but to my lack of skill. Even if we fought ten more times, the result would be the same. Only if I can cultivate the three paths of fortune, prosperity, and longevity to the point where I can use them directly without the need for a magic sword can I ignore the influence of the Sword Venerable statue."

In front of his own family, he lost his arrogant demeanor and became calm and composed.

"The Supreme Sword Venerable's Dao Body holds a lofty position among sword cultivators. The fact that the Heavenly Sword Pavilion has exposed such a long-hidden secret in this matter shows that the contents of the Heaven-Opening Sword Furnace are extremely important..."

"Could it be that a sixth-tier flying sword has been born?"

The old servant frowned, his face showing deep wrinkles.

"Not only that, the Heavenly Sword Pavilion has never stopped producing sword cultivators at the Integration Stage for hundreds of thousands of years. The pavilion wouldn't value a sixth-order flying sword that much... I guess there are more important things that made this precious sword prodigy exposed ahead of time."

Lu Yunji's expression was somewhat complicated. His first battle after leaving the mountain had ended in defeat, which severely damaged his confidence and ruined the entire plan.

The Three Immortals Island's martial arts emphasize fate and destiny; progress cannot be achieved through arduous practice alone. This is the fundamental reason why he jumped out to try and gain fame through Qin Wulie.

In recent years, Kendo has become increasingly popular, not only in terms of the number of people practicing it.

The flying swords of today, the legendary sword techniques, and the difficulty of breaking through realms are all significantly different compared to tens of thousands of years ago.

This is the natural order of things, and it is in accordance with the natural order to rise; it cannot be driven by human power.

Three hundred thousand years ago, spiritual objects for body tempering were frequently produced, and great medicines would even fall from the sky, giving rise to a surge in body tempering cultivators.

Five hundred thousand years ago, the Five Elements were in a state of great activity, and any magic or supernatural power that entered the Five Elements gained ten percent more power out of thin air. The birth of the Seven Mountains Sect was also related to this.

Lu Xian was certain that the next 100,000 years would belong to the world of swordsmanship.

That's why Lu Yunji tried every means to get a share of the luck of the sword path.

"Go back and ask Second Master to calculate it again. If it is related to advancing to the Integration stage, it would be a big problem if the Heavenly Sword Pavilion had another Integration stage sword cultivator... An Integration stage cultivator with the Supreme Sword Venerable Dao Body could really lead the Heavenly Sword Pavilion onto the path of catching up with the Dao Court!"

Just as the old servant was worrying about the future changes in the Immortal Realm, the blessed sword he was holding suddenly emitted a sharp, long cry.

The once fiery red longsword instantly dimmed, and even wisps of black lines began to spread across its blade.

"Who is spying on us? Show yourself at once!"

Lu Yunji was shocked. He had no sense of danger approaching. Fortunately, the sixth-order blessed sword passed down by his master protected him and gave him a warning.

But before he could even reveal himself, Fu Jian was acting strangely, which means he must have already secretly used some tricks.

I almost fell victim to the virus without even realizing it, and died without ever knowing what happened.

"They're quite wary, just trying to make me go through a lot of trouble."

As the wind and snow swirled, a Taoist priest emerged from the void, dressed in a right-fastening feathered robe, his face covered in sword scars, obscuring his original appearance.

One hand held a somber octagonal lamp, emitting a dim light.

With his other hand, he made a hand seal, and a hellish realm unfolded behind him, filled with mountains of knives and seas of fire, surrounding the two of them.

"Merge... Senior, where is your immortal home? I am a disciple of the Three Immortal Islands. Do you intend to make an enemy of my master?"

Lu Yunji's heart sank to the bottom. He still had several secret treasures on him, plus a life-or-death divine skill.

Even when facing Qin Wulie, he could still discard his sword and fight for a way to survive.

The chasm between the two bodies can block countless talents who are considered geniuses in the Void Refinement stage. Once crossed, it is like ascending to heaven.

He could be considered a powerful figure in any corner of the Immortal Realm.

Besides enjoying a lifetime of one year, many are able to live a second life.

Even if ten or a hundred people at the peak of the Void Refinement stage joined forces, it would be like a gentle breeze to a Nascent Soul cultivator.

They only combine their powers to injure people; when did they ever need to resort to underhanded tactics?

Open and aboveboard, one move is enough to kill them all.

They had barely left Lihentian when a powerful cultivator at the Integration Realm ambushed them. Did they think the Heavenly Sword Pavilion was nothing?

Could it really be the work of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion? Aren't they afraid of starting a major war?
"Quack..."

The Taoist priest shone the octagonal lamp on the old servant, and a cold wind blew by. The old servant didn't even utter a sound before his flesh and blood dissolved, leaving only a skeleton.

Even the primordial spirit couldn't escape in time, and it was eroded into nothingness along with the physical body.

Lu Yunji held out for two more breaths, not because he was stronger, but because the three swords of Fortune, Prosperity and Longevity surrounded him, forming a defensive line.

The Taoist priest blew another breath, and the sword light shattered like glass. First, a white-gold color emerged from his robes, which blocked the light.

Two more bells rang out, dispelling the eerie wind.

It was clearly a seventh-order defensive divine power, but unfortunately, it was like water without a source that could not last, and it was all neutralized one by one.

In a short while, it too was worn down into a bloody mess.

Only an ancient bell jumped out, protecting Lu Yunji's true spirit, which then swayed into the void and escaped far away.

"Tian Jianzi is in seclusion. Logically, his avatars shouldn't be able to sense it so quickly, but it's still better to be cautious..."

The Taoist priest grasped the three swords of fortune, prosperity, and longevity, looked in the direction the ancient bell had fled, chuckled, and also concealed his figure.

(End of this chapter)