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Chapter 211 The Demi-Divine Weapon Heaven-Slaying Blade, a Sub-Divine Weapon, and the Purple Sun Sect (10,000 words)
at the same time.

The Demon-Slaying Sword suddenly began to spin wildly, entering Li Mu'e's body in an instant, followed by a surge of immense power erupting from her.

Li Mu'e suddenly opened her eyes, and it seemed as if a demon-slaying sword was flowing within her pupils.

"cut!"

Her gaze was like lightning, piercing through the void to see the figure rushing towards her.

With his arm outstretched, the demon-slaying sword, gleaming with a scorching crimson color, appeared out of thin air.

Li Mu'e gripped the sword with her hand, and the Demon-Slaying Sword hummed, unleashing a dazzling divine weapon power.

Transforming into a beam of light, it pierced the sky and struck the figure with a single sword.

The figure seemed surprised to be discovered so quickly, and even more surprised that its perfect four-patterned form was no match for the power of a single sword strike.

With a loud bang, his body instantly transformed into specks of light and disappeared into the horizon.

"hiss!"

Upon seeing this scene, Zhu Yan couldn't help but gasp, stunned by what he saw.

Even Su Chen couldn't help but show a solemn expression.

The Demon-Slaying Sword, which had transformed into one of the Five Mystic Divine Weapons, became even more powerful under Li Mu'e's control.

Even if he gives it his all, he is not guaranteed to win.

After slaying the charging monster, Li Mu'e gradually withdrew her imposing aura and regained her usual dashing demeanor.

The Demon-Slaying Sword detached from Li Mu'e and floated in front of Su Chen, expressing its gratitude.

"Um, what's your strength now?" Zhu Yan asked curiously, looking at Li Mu'e who was walking towards him.

Li Mu'e paused, pondering, "The Five Profound Perfection is equivalent to the Five Meridians Perfection. The divine weapon undergoes a transformation, and the realm rarely changes, unlike the Yuan Power martial artist whose realm weakens."

Before the Demon-Slaying Sword transformed, Li Mu'e was at the Four Profound Perfection level. After the transformation, she directly reached the Five Profound Perfection level, which is also a perfect realm.

The situation is different for Yuanli martial artists. If a martial artist who has reached the perfection of four meridians opens up a fifth meridian, he needs to cultivate for a period of time to become a martial artist who has reached the perfection of five meridians.

Upon hearing this, the two finally understood the domineering nature of the advancement of a Divine Weapon Warrior.

In theory, as long as the divine weapon undergoes a transformation or upgrade, the warrior using the divine weapon will become stronger.

Compared to Yuanli martial artists, this kind of increase in strength is simply unreasonable.

"Next, let's gather materials and forge a demigod weapon for you." Li Mu'e looked at Su Chen, a strange look in her eyes.

Su Chen nodded: "What materials do you need?"

"They're all ores and the like. I'll give you a list, and you can buy them in a nearby city," the sword spirit said.

Su Chen needs to prepare the basic materials himself, while Li Mu'e and it will gather the rare materials.

"Okay!" Su Chen nodded.

Although it had transformed, the Demon-Slaying Sword still hadn't forgotten the demon it had slain. Before leaving, it drained the demon's blood.

The three traveled together and soon arrived at a nearby city.

They split into two groups: Su Chen and Zhu Yan went to buy basic materials, while Li Mu'e and the sword spirit searched for rare materials.

After agreeing on a time and place to meet, both parties went about their own business.

Su Chen and Zhu Yan entered the city and spent half a day browsing around. In the end, they spent ten spirit pills and bought more than ten kinds of minerals.

Instead of leaving the city, the two found an inn to stay overnight and replenish their supplies.

The next morning, the two left the city and headed to the agreed location, where Li Mu'e and the sword spirit had been waiting for a long time.

"Have you bought everything?" Li Mu'e asked, getting up.

Su Chen nodded, took out the ore, and the sword spirit checked it and confirmed that it was correct.

“The materials are all ready. Before we begin forging, I’d like to know what your requirements are for the divine weapon?” the sword spirit asked.

Su Chen thought for a moment and replied, "The shape can remain the same as before, but the weight needs to be increased."

Having used the steel knife for so long, he's gotten used to it and doesn't plan to change its shape.

However, whether it was a steel knife forged from refined steel or black iron, it was too light for him now.

Although he hadn't tested his strength, Su Chen estimated it to be at least ten thousand jin.

Now, every time I swing the steel knife, it feels like I'm grabbing a feather; I'm not used to using it.

So he planned to take this opportunity to see if he could increase the weight of the steel knife.

The sword spirit quickly asked, "Is a thousand catties enough?"

Without waiting for Su Chen's reply, it added, "These materials are about a thousand catties at most. If that's not enough, you can buy a weight-increasing array to increase the weight of the steel sword when you get to Rising Dragon City."

Seeing that Su Chen had no objections, the Demon-Slaying Sword rolled up the steel blade and materials and began forging.

Neither Su Chen nor Zhu Yan had ever witnessed the forging of divine weapons, so they couldn't help but be curious.

The two stared intently.

Suddenly, Su Chen noticed a similarly curious gaze drifting towards him.

As if sensing Su Chen's gaze, Li Mu'e nodded slightly to him and continued reading.

The forging method of the Demon-Slaying Sword was completely different from the forging method that Su Chen knew.

It doesn't require going through countless trials and tribulations; rather, it's somewhat like his process of preparing medicine.

All the materials were rolled up and arranged in order, with the steel knife in the middle. Under the repeated tempering of the divine weapon's power, they gradually decomposed.

Then basic materials are added, and it slowly takes shape, much like weaving clothing.

Half a day later, an embryo shaped like a steel knife took shape.

Rare materials were added to the Demon-Slaying Sword, and with the addition of these materials, a unique power belonging to the divine weapon rippled outwards.

With each rare material added, the shape of the steel blade gradually solidifies, and the divine weapon power on the blade also increases.

After all the rare materials were added, the steel knife shaped like a lump.

Next came the polishing, and the Demon-Slaying Sword seemed to have a knack for it, constantly using itself to strike the steel blade.

It's like a highly skilled sculptor carving a masterpiece, each stroke a step closer to perfection.

Three days passed during this polishing process.

Because of the protection provided by the Demon-Slaying Sword, nothing went wrong during the polishing process.

Everything falls into place.

The polished steel knife is nine-tenths similar to the original steel knife, but the power it exudes is incomparable to that of the original steel knife.

Zheng.

Just as Su Chen and the other two were watching the Demon-Slaying Sword being polished, a crisp sound suddenly came from the steel blade.

The sword spirit's voice suddenly rang out: "Su Chen, hurry!"

Upon receiving the instruction, Su Chen quickly pricked his finger and dripped a drop of his blood into the steel knife.

As the essence and blood flowed into the steel blade, the previously agitated blade gradually calmed down.

Su Chen could feel that during this calming process, his connection with the steel knife was gradually deepening.

A faint sense of blood connection floated into my heart.

He knew that this was the method of sacrificial refining.

Unlike Li Mu'e's sacrifice of herself to the sword, Su Chen's blood essence refining method is more common and has a higher success rate.

Of course, the divine weapons forged by the latter are far less loyal than those for the former.

If one successfully sacrifices oneself to a divine weapon, the weapon will never betray them. However, the success of blood and essence sacrifice depends on the compatibility between the divine weapon and its master.

With low compatibility, the divine weapon may betray its master at any time.

If the compatibility is high, a sword spirit may be born.

The compatibility factor involves many factors. According to Su Chen's understanding, it is actually similar to an ordinary person raising a tiger.

It requires not only growing up together, but also time spent together, care, frequency of use, and verification through martial arts, among other factors.

hum.

The blood essence refining process was very fast; before long, a faint connection was established between the person and the sword.

The divine power of the Demon-Slaying Sword enveloping the steel blade gradually weakened.

Just as success was imminent, the steel blade suddenly detached from the circle with a whoosh and flew towards Su Chen.

"Watch out!" Zhu Yan, who was standing nearby, exclaimed in alarm upon seeing this.

Su Chen was stunned for a moment, not because he sensed danger, but because he felt the steel blade was telling him about its desire.

"Don't worry, this is the divine weapon asking its master for 'food'," said the Demon-Slaying Sword.

"Food?" Zhu Yan asked, puzzled.

Upon hearing this, Su Chen slowly raised his hand, and Yuan Power immediately appeared in his palm. The steel blade sensed the Yuan Power and trembled involuntarily.

"It seems it prefers to consume Yuan energy. Su Chen, then you should use your own Yuan energy to nourish it."

The Demon-Slaying Sword said that it had thought the divine weapon it forged would also like to suck blood, but it didn't expect that this guy liked to suck energy.

Upon hearing this, Su Chen nodded and summoned the steel blade in his mind. Sensing its master's call, the steel blade suddenly fell.

Su Chen grabbed the steel knife with his backhand, and the moment he did, the knife emitted an intense longing.

It was like a small black hole, greedily absorbing the Yuan energy within Su Chen's body.

Su Chen did not resist and let the steel knife absorb it.

A continuous stream of elemental energy was poured into the steel blade, making its divine weapon power even more concentrated.

After a while, the suction gradually dissipated, and the steel knife returned to calm.

Zhu Yan leaned forward, examining the steel knife with great curiosity, and muttered to himself, "Why does this steel knife feel the same as before?"

"Why don't you try its power?" the sword spirit suggested after hearing this.

Zhu Yan shook his head vigorously, rejecting the sword spirit's suggestion: "Forget it."

Hearing the conversation between the man and the sword, Su Chen felt a surge of eagerness. He took a few steps and came to the open space.

He raised his sword high and slashed down vertically, a blade of light instantly breaking off from the tip.

Rumble.

In an instant, the ground trembled, and a deep trench forty meters long appeared before them.

"With only half its strength, it's already this powerful. If it were to use the sword-drawing technique, the power would probably double!"

Although he has not yet encountered a martial artist who possesses all five meridians and has entered the Gathering Yuan stage, Su Chen is confident that even if he does, he can kill the opponent with a single strike using his sword-drawing technique.

Of course, this is on the premise that the opponent has just entered the Gathering Yuan stage; otherwise, it would be quite difficult to kill them.

"Not bad in terms of power." The Demon-Slaying Sword praised, and continued, "This demigod weapon absorbs Yuan energy. From now on, you will supply it with Yuan energy every day to cultivate a tacit understanding."

Su Chen nodded.

"By the way, you can also give this sword a name," the Demon-Slaying Sword suddenly added.

Su Chen examined the steel blade in his hand and said, "Let's call it the Sky-Severing Blade."

Overjoyed with his new Heaven-Slaying Blade, Su Chen was delighted and decided to buy a new scabbard later, as he felt it wouldn't be worthy of the blade.

He looked at the sword spirit and asked, "How can a demigod weapon be transformed into a true divine weapon?"

The sword spirit replied, "There are two relatively simple methods. One is to nurture it. Once it reaches a certain level, it will naturally transform, but this process takes a long time. The other is to forge it. Find a master craftsman to reforge it with higher-grade materials. If you succeed, everything will be fine; if you fail, all your efforts will be in vain."

Next, the sword spirit told Su Chen about some less common methods, but most of these methods had a very low success rate.

Unless there is absolutely no other way, it does not want Su Chen to try it lightly.

The two men and their swords talked for a long time before finally ending the conversation.

The three of them walked to a fork in the road.

Li Mu'e stopped and bid farewell to the two: "Let's part ways here. You can follow this road to Shenglong City."

Su Chen and Zhu Yan exchanged a glance and nodded: "Okay."

After parting ways with Li Mu'e, Su Chen and Zhu Yan resumed their journey, taking a few days to catch up with her.

Thang Long City.

It did not belong to any dynasty; it was founded by the Ziyang Sect.

It is the only true Ziyang Sect outpost within a radius of a thousand miles, responsible for recruiting and transporting disciples.

This place was not originally a city, but after the arrival of the Ziyang Sect, it gradually developed into a new city.

Its prosperity was in no way inferior to that of the capitals of lower-level dynasties.

"Lofty and majestic, standing proudly in all directions, truly worthy of being called Thang Long City!" the handsome man exclaimed.

Gazing ahead, the towering city wall, dozens of feet high, stretches out to the horizon, reaching beyond the reach of sight.

Standing before it, a vast and magnificent aura washes over you.

Outside the city walls, beneath the towering city gate, stood two rows of guards clad in black armor.

These guards, each with a deep, resonant breath and sharp eyes, appeared to be highly trained.

"It's a pity we don't have a token, otherwise we could have entered the city directly without having to pay such a large entrance fee." The handsome man sighed softly.

This Rising Dragon City is great in every way, except it doesn't welcome 'impoverished martial artists'.

There's no way around it; too many people head to Thang Long City every day.

Roughly estimated, there were more than two hundred large and small dynasties around Thang Long City, with a population of hundreds of millions.

In addition, the Ziyang Sect will be recruiting disciples soon, so even more people will be heading to Shenglong City.

As a last resort, Thang Long City can only control the number of people allowed to enter the city.

Apart from those with tokens, other martial artists who wish to enter Rising Dragon City must pay a hefty entrance fee.

Even so, Thang Long City was still overcrowded.

I heard recently that the entrance fee to the city has increased from 100 spirit essence pills to 150 spirit essence pills. At this rate, it may increase again this month, and it might even skyrocket to 200 spirit essence pills per person.

Although the three were well-off, it still hurt a bit to take out 450 Spirit Essence Pills at once.

"Big sister, second brother, hurry, it's those two guys."

The handsome man looked in the direction of the sound, his expression slightly startled, and what came into view were two familiar figures.

"It's them," the handsome man exclaimed in surprise.

The two were Su Chen and Zhu Yan.

After several days of travel, the two finally arrived in Thang Long City.

Looking at the towering city walls, the two couldn't help but feel as if they were in another world.

"There are so many people!"

At this time, the Seng Lung Road was nearly 100 meters wide, but it still seemed somewhat crowded amidst the massive flow of people.

After Su Chen and Zhu Yan sighed, they dismounted and followed the crowd toward the city gate.

"Let's go into the city too." The woman in green frowned slightly when she saw Zhu Yan, recalling unpleasant memories from before.

He didn't say much, but led the two into the city.

Like the Spring Festival travel rush in a previous life, people were shoulder to shoulder, but the order was well maintained, and the speed of entering the city was still very fast.

"Entry fee: 150 Spirit Essence Pills!"

Before long, it was time for the two of them to enter the city, but when Zhu Yan saw the sign erected not far away, his eyes widened immediately.

He only had less than ten Spirit Essence Pills on him, not even enough to enter the city. How could he possibly get in?

Su Chen's face also darkened immediately; he only had about thirty Spirit Essence Pills on him.

"If you don't have enough Spirit Essence Pills, go over there to exchange them."

The city guard noticed their predicament and pointed to a circular plaza not far away.

Left with no other choice, the two followed the city guards' directions and arrived at the circular plaza.

The three people following behind the two were all taken aback when they saw the two leave.

The handsome young man chuckled, "I thought they had brought enough Spirit Essence Pills, but I didn't expect them to be greenhorns."

That circular plaza is not a good place. Although you can exchange for Spirit Essence Pills, it's a loss-making exchange.

Many martial artists are unwilling to go to the circular plaza, because once inside, anyone would be skinned alive.

Seeing the two head off, the handsome young man felt a surge of satisfaction. Just as he was about to look away, he suddenly noticed that the two had turned back.

This puzzled him, and he suddenly noticed that Su Chen seemed to be holding a token in his hand.

Upon closer inspection, he was immediately shocked: "A recommendation token!"

The Ziyang Sect established a rule that each dynasty could only have one resident envoy, and each resident envoy carried a recommendation token.
This recommendation token allows one to directly join the Ziyang Sect without undergoing its entrance examination.

It can be said that obtaining this token is equivalent to having one foot in the Ziyang Sect.

Their dynasty also had a recommendation token, but the competition was too fierce, and the three siblings were not qualified to obtain it.

Those who can obtain the recommendation token are all outstanding individuals from their respective dynasties.

Watching Su Chen and Zhu Yan enter Shenglong City without any hindrance, holding recommendation tokens, the handsome man's expression turned slightly unpleasant.

"One hundred and fifty Spirit Essence Pills. If you don't have any, go over there to exchange them."

At this moment, the city guard's voice rang in his ears, making his face darken, but he still paid enough Spirit Essence Pills to enter the city.

the other side.

Neither Su Chen nor Zhu Yan expected that holding the token would allow them to enter the city without any hindrance.

The main reason was that Song Yang hadn't told the two of them at the time; otherwise, he would have entered the city with the token from the very beginning.

Once inside the city, it wasn't as crowded as outside.

“My benefactor, let’s part ways here. You go to the Ziyang Sect’s headquarters, and I will leave through another city gate.”

After walking for a while, Zhu Yan said to Su Chen.

Su Chen nodded, took out twenty Spirit Essence Pills from his pocket, handed them to Zhu Yan, and said, "Take these Spirit Essence Pills."

Zhu Yan was about to refuse when Su Chen shook his head: "You are different from me. I have already arrived, but you still have a long way to go. Without the Spirit Essence Pill, you will probably be unable to move an inch and will not even be able to enter the city gate."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yan thought for a moment, then finally accepted the Spirit Essence Pill and thanked him, saying, "Thank you, benefactor."

After the two parted ways, Su Chen went to the Ziyang Sect's headquarters.

No need to ask around, this is the most bustling place in Thang Long City, located in the city center.

He was greeted by a young man who, upon learning that Su Chen possessed a recommendation token, manipulated the token and then told Su Chen, "Come here at 3:45 AM tomorrow, and someone will escort you to Shouyang City." And that was it—the process was so simple that Su Chen began to wonder if he had joined the wrong sect.

Fortunately, he discovered that the young man did the same for other people holding tokens, so he felt relieved.

After leaving the city center square, Su Chen began to wander around Rising Dragon City.

Most people just look but don't buy.

He only has ten Spirit Essence Pills left, so he has no extra money to buy anything else.

Su Chen took some time to check out the weight-increasing array that the sword spirit had mentioned before, and found that the cheapest one cost over a thousand spirit stones, so he decisively gave up on it.

After spending one night in Rising Dragon City, Su Chen arrived ten minutes early the next day.

By this time, several hundred people had arrived. They were dressed in various ways, some in groups, and others like Su Chen, who was all alone.

Without exception, they were all filled with excitement and eagerly awaiting the arrival of the new year.

Su Chen didn't know much about the Ziyang Sect's assessment, but seeing so many fellow martial artists at once, he couldn't help but feel a sense of awe.

Looking around, the strength of these people was generally at the Meridian Opening Realm, and many of them had a stronger aura than Su Chen.

There were even several people that Su Chen couldn't see through.

As he sized up the crowd, the others were also sizing him up.

However, upon witnessing Su Chen's strength, everyone withdrew their gaze.

"I am a five-meridian martial artist, but among the hundreds of people here, there are several who are more powerful than me. I just don't know how many profound meridians they have opened up."

Su Chen's mind raced. In the Great Qian Dynasty, his cultivation speed was incredibly fast, making him a true prodigy.

But here, there's a subtle tendency for them to blend into the crowd.

"No, with this panel, even if I am not as good as them now, I will definitely be no weaker than anyone in the future."

A bright light suddenly appeared in Su Chen's eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

Disappointment is temporary, and so are lofty ambitions. He just needs to focus on being himself, diligently cultivating his skills, and quietly becoming stronger.

Having regained his composure, Su Chen once again surveyed these chosen ones from various dynasties, his eyes utterly calm.

"Listen up, everyone. Those with recommendation tokens, take them out; those without, take out rune tokens, and then board the ship one by one."

At this moment, a voice rang out in the square. The voice was not loud, but it drowned out the voices of the hundreds of people in the square, making everyone's hearts skip a beat.

Su Chen looked in the direction of the sound and saw an elderly man with graying temples leading the young man who had received him yesterday, walking with a powerful stride.

His gaze was piercing and sharp as a knife. He did not exude any imposing aura, yet he was impossible to look directly at.

"This person is very strong!"

Su Chen came to this conclusion after only one glance.

At the young man's command, the crowd split into two teams, one with rune tokens and the other with recommendation tokens.

The number of people holding referral tokens is clearly even smaller.

Su Chen noticed that several people he couldn't figure out before were included in this group.

"Didn't we say we were going to board the ship? Where is the ship?"

A murmur arose from the crowd. Even Su Chen was puzzled, looking around but not finding the boat the young man had mentioned.

As if sensing the doubts of the crowd, the young man's lips curled into a smile.

He bowed to the old man and then stepped forward.

"rise!"

With a soft utterance, a small boat the size of a thumb slowly rose from the open space not far away, and at the same time rapidly grew larger.

In the blink of an eye, a giant sailboat, 100 meters long, 30 meters wide, and 10 meters high, appeared before everyone.

"Secondary Divine Weapon!"

Everyone gasped in surprise, their expressions deeply moved.

Even some martial artists who knew about these divine weapons couldn't help but show a hint of admiration in their eyes.

Secondary divine weapons and divine weapons are essentially the same, the only difference being that the former is ownerless while the latter is owned.

This results in a wide range of applications for secondary divine weapons; as long as one has the corresponding incantation, one can control a secondary divine weapon.

"Let's get on the boat," the young man said, looking at the crowd.

He and the old man stood on opposite sides, needing to verify everyone's identities.

The old man was in charge of Su Chen's team. He checked people very quickly, letting them go after just a quick glance.

Su Chen followed the others onto the ship. The sailboat was very similar to the steamship of his previous life, with a total of five decks.

The old man stood in front of them and said, "You live on the third floor. The right to stay in the first ten rooms will be contested, and the rest will be assigned randomly."

"May I ask, senior, how do we compete?" a young man in purple robes asked respectfully.

"Under the power of my elemental force, the ten who persist to the end will be qualified to occupy one of the top ten rooms," the old man said calmly.

"What are the benefits of the first ten rooms?" someone else asked.

"Their food and training benefits are superior to others." After saying this, the old man scanned the crowd and asked, "Are there any participants?"

There were over a hundred people in the room, all of them young and ambitious. Upon hearing this, someone quickly responded, "I'll go."

"And I……"

In less than ten breaths, everyone responded to the old man, indicating their participation.

Seeing this, the old man nodded slightly and, without saying a word, a powerful aura of Yuan energy spread out from his body.

The control was extremely precise, only affecting Su Chen and his group, without affecting the others who boarded the ship in the slightest.

As soon as this terrifying Yuan Power was unleashed, everyone felt a pressure as heavy as a mountain suddenly descend upon them.

Some of the weaker individuals swayed involuntarily, but quickly recovered.

Time passed slowly, and the Yuan energy enveloping everyone grew increasingly heavy, causing some to collapse from exhaustion.

The pressure vanished the instant he collapsed, as if it had never existed.

In less than 15 minutes, most of the hundreds of people collapsed. However, the pressure did not lessen; on the contrary, it became even more intense.

Most people in the arena began to sway, but a few remained as still as mountains.

Su Chen was among them.

Currently, this surge of Yuan energy doesn't have a significant impact on him, and there are many others in the arena who are even more composed than him.

This was the first time Su Chen had ever felt the power of Yuan energy. The feeling was quite strange, as if he were carrying a growing mountain on his shoulders.

He could not stop the mountain from growing, but he could resist the pressure from the mountain.

In other words, in a battle, this force of energy could leave one completely defenseless, only able to passively defend.

"No wonder Song Yang said that he had mastered the power of Yuan energy and could kill a martial artist who had opened the meridians with just a glance. Now it seems that it is indeed true."

The old man stood with his hands behind his back, and without using any of his Yuan power, he made them all shake their heads.

If they were to actually fight, they would all be dead in the blink of an eye.

"Hmm, that familiar feeling is back. I'm still too weak!"

Although the old man did not release any killing intent, Su Chen did not dare to let his guard down, and that familiar feeling reappeared.

That feeling belonged to the weak, and now it dominated his mind and body, making him yearn to become stronger once again.

"The tenth one."

At this moment, the old man's voice rang out. Su Chen looked closely and saw that only nine people were still standing on the field.

That person was the tenth one to persist.

"The ninth one." Looking around, another person fell down.

By the fifth one, Su Chen finally felt he couldn't keep going, so he didn't force himself and gave up.

"the fourth."

Only three people remained in the room: the young man in purple robes, and a man and a woman.

The three remained calm and composed, their bodies as still as rocks, unmoved as mountains, secretly competing with each other, none of them willing to give up first.

Su Chen glanced at it once and then stopped paying attention, focusing on restoring his internal energy.

Hundreds of people had already gathered around, and those who boarded the ship later came over to watch the spectacle after learning what was happening.

Seeing the three people gritting their teeth and persevering in the arena, the old man seemed to be getting impatient. He lightly stomped his foot, and the Yuan energy surrounding the three people surged instantly.

The woman was the first to give in; she groaned and sat down abruptly, a blush appearing on her fair face.

Next was the man with a jade pendant around his neck, and finally the young man in purple robes.

"These are your room keys." The old man waved his hand and distributed ten keys to Su Chen and his group of ten.

Seeing that ten people were able to stay in superior rooms, the rest of the people showed resentment on their faces.

"May I ask, senior, why are they allowed to live on the third floor, while we are only allowed to live on the second floor?"

A voice filled with resentment rang out from the crowd, quickly resonating with everyone.

Upon hearing this, the old man said calmly, "They are already considered half disciples, but you are not."

"Damn it, if my dynasty had two tokens, I could be like them."

"Me too."

"If my dynasty had ten pieces, I could still make it into the top ten, because my will is unbreakable!"

The crowd vented their dissatisfaction.

Su Chen thought these grievances would affect the old man and the young man, but unfortunately neither of them paid any attention to them.

The old man continued to select the top ten rooms on the second floor, and he did it even faster, finishing in less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

He then handed the matter over to the young man.

The young man took out the remaining room keys, divided them into two groups, and let those who hadn't received keys fight over them.

Once you've seized the key, you can't continue to seize it, nor can you change it.

Half an hour later, everyone had a key in their hand.

"Alright, everyone has a key. Now you can take your keys and go back to your rooms. My name is Bi Zhou, and I am your guide. I will be in charge of all matters on the ship for the time being. Don't look for me unless it's important, and don't contact me easily if you need something." Bi Zhou said the last two sentences very seriously.

Su Chen took the key and followed the crowd to the third floor, where he quickly found his room.

As soon as Su Chen entered the room, he felt a refreshing burst of Yuan energy wafting towards him.

With each breath, Yuan energy flowed into his body through his pores, allowing Su Chen to quickly recover the Yuan energy he had consumed.

"The Yuan energy here is even more concentrated than the superior rooms in the previous inn."

Su Chen sighed, turned around and closed the door.

He noticed that the Yuan energy seemed to circulate only within the room, and even with the door open, the Yuan energy would not leak out.

"It must be due to the array device," Su Chen thought truthfully.

The room was fairly spacious, about 20 square meters, and had all kinds of furniture.

What caught Su Chen's attention the most was the bookshelf standing against the wall, which was filled with many books.

"This is?"

Su Chen walked over and took a look. His eyes lit up. These were all books written in the language of the Holy Yuan Kingdom.

Similar to the Three Character Classic and Thousand Character Classic of the previous life, these books made it easier for martial artists to learn the script of the Holy Yuan Kingdom.

Su Chen was unfamiliar with the script of the Holy Yuan Kingdom. Although he had been learning it along the way, it was not systematic.

The books on this shelf form a complete system, which must have been specially placed there by the Ziyang Sect.

Su Chen hadn't expected the Ziyang Sect to be so considerate.

However, this was convenient for him, since he also wanted to quickly master the script of the Holy Yuan Kingdom.

He had heard Song Yang mention that there were many ways to master the script of the Holy Yuan Kingdom.

The simplest way is to use runes. As long as you buy the corresponding runes, the runes will transmit this information to your mind.

Even without mastering the basic techniques of "a cup of tea," a martial artist can understand and become familiar with the script of the Holy Yuan Kingdom.

However, Su Chen naturally did not have that option at the moment. The dozen or so Spirit Essence Pills on his body constantly reminded him that he was a poor man.

Anyway, this journey will take a long time; it's said that we'll be spending about a month on the ship.

Besides regular cultivation time, you can squeeze out time to learn the script of the Holy Yuan Kingdom.

And so, ten days were spent in cultivation and study.

With only ten of the thirteen Spirit Essence Pills remaining, Su Chen decided not to use the remaining three, lest he be left without money when he arrived in Shouyang City.

For the first ten days, Su Chen spent most of his time cultivating the Profound Heart Myriad Wonders Style.

Six thousand golden needles have now been refined.

The number of golden needles he condensed was not very large; he mainly focused on the technique of exerting force.

His power generation techniques have improved rapidly, and he has already mastered more than four thousand techniques.

Secondly, regarding the script of the Holy Yuan Kingdom, through efficient learning, 70% of the basic characters have been mastered.

He also learned some basic information about the Holy Yuan Kingdom and the Ziyang Sect.

The Holy Yuan Kingdom is one of the Ten Great Holy Kingdoms, with a vast and boundless territory and numerous powerful figures.

The Ziyang Sect is one of the many sects in the Shengyuan Kingdom. It ranks among the top five in the entire Shengyuan Kingdom and has formidable strength.

The first one is Shangyuan Palace, but it is only mentioned briefly in books and not described in detail.

The only thing Su Chen knew was that Shangyuan Palace practiced Yuanli martial arts.

In addition, he also saw the Eight Desolations Hall, which, although not as ranked as the Purple Sun Sect, was still among the top ten.

The introductions to these sects are only brief and incomplete.

These books mainly record the script of the Holy Yuan Kingdom.

In the blink of an eye, a month passed.

The small room was filled with countless gold needles.

It almost took up the entire room.

Even in such a crowded situation, Su Chen still managed to control the more than nine thousand golden needles with ease, transforming them into any shape.

It could be the Green Dragon Crescent Blade, the Halberd, or any other weapon.

Through this period of dedicated practice, his control over the golden needles has reached an incredible level.

With a single thought, the golden needle can be switched to any form at will.

Of the 7,200 techniques for generating power, only 200 remain. These 200 techniques can only be learned by refining all the golden needles.

Su Chen originally planned to complete the condensation of the remaining thousand golden needles, but on this day, Bi Zhou's voice came from inside the room.

"We've arrived at Shouyang City!"

After a long month, they finally arrived at their destination, Shouyang City, where the Ziyang Sect was located.

A month later, Su Chen stepped out of his room for the first time.

Upon hearing the news, the others also came out, their faces filled with anticipation and surprise as their long journey was about to end.

Su Chen followed the flow of people out of the cabin and came to the bow of the ship.

The sailboat sails through the air, weaving through the clouds, which recede like flowing water.

A faint white light film enveloped the hull, protecting the sailboat from wind and rain.

"Look!"

At this moment, someone exclaimed, their voice filled with indescribable shock.

The sailboat broke through the clouds and mist, revealing a scene as beautiful as a fairyland to everyone.

In the distance, three majestic mountains stand tall, like three pillars supporting the sky, piercing the clouds and giving people a sense of grandeur.

Sunlight streamed through the clouds, casting a massive shadow that enveloped the sailboat for thousands of miles, stretching to an unknown distance.

Standing on the sailboat, everyone couldn't help but feel a sense of insignificance.

Below the three mountains lies a vast city, its layout so extensive that it is difficult to discern with the naked eye.

A wide river divides the city into two worlds, with a faint mist of elemental energy swirling upwards between them.

Before even reaching Shouyang City, everyone was awestruck by the sight before them.

As the sailboat drew nearer, a massive city came into view.

Su Chen keenly sensed that the Yuan energy in the air had become denser, almost comparable to the concentration of Yuan energy in the rooms on the ship.

The sailboat did not enter the city, but landed outside the city.

The Ziyang Sect disciples guarding the city recognized the old man and Bi Zhou, and did not stop them.

“Next, I will lead you into the city,” Bi Zhou said to the group.

After everyone disembarked, the old man steered the sailboat away, seemingly to pick up the next batch of disciples.

Without paying the city entrance fee, Bi Zhou led hundreds of people into the city openly.

After entering the city, Bi Zhou said, "This is Shouyang City. This must be your first time here. You must be very curious about everything. I will give you three hours. Buy whatever you want as soon as possible. Meet here in three hours. I will then take you to the outside of Ziyang Sect."

Su Chen noticed that he was referring to outside the Ziyang Sect, not inside, but he didn't care.

They are not disciples of the Ziyang Sect yet, so naturally they cannot enter the Ziyang Sect.

After Bi Zhou finished speaking, he ignored everyone and took out a talisman, then transformed into a swallow and left.

After a month of getting to know each other, some people have gradually become familiar with each other, and now they are walking towards the city in groups of three or five.

Su Chen didn't waste any time and wandered around by himself.

After wandering around for most of the day, I realized that I hadn't even walked the entire street.

However, he gained a basic understanding of the prices in Shouyang City, and his most direct feeling was that he was so poor that all he had left was money.

Because transactions here can only be conducted using Yuan Stones and Ling Yuan Pills.

In Shouyang City, the exchange rate between Spirit Essence Pills and Yuan Stones is one to one hundred, with one Spirit Essence Pill being exchanged for one hundred Yuan Stones.

Upon comparison, Su Chen suddenly realized that the exchange rate in Rising Dragon Town was actually higher.

"Looks like I need to find a way to earn some Spirit Essence Pills."

As Su Chen walked, he suddenly spotted a place called 'Han's Pawnshop'. He paused in his steps, then turned and went inside.

(End of this chapter)