I'm a body cultivator, so it's normal for me to destroy a star with one punch, right?

"Young man."

"Put me down."

An old, slightly weak voice rang in my ears.

At that moment, Jiang He felt his scalp tingle and his hands and feet turn ice cold. It was as if a chill ran from the soles of his feet straight up to the top of his head. The sense of horror that rose from the bottom of his heart made the hairs on his body stand on end.

He yelled "A ghost!" and then threw the corpse off his shoulder with a "bang."

boom!
The body landed on the ground, still in the position of standing with its hands behind its back, gazing into the distance.

However, the knife piercing his chest seemed very out of place... What kind of mentality would make him pose like this when he was about to die?

of course.

These are not issues that Jianghe needs to consider right now.

He drew his knife, stared intently at the corpse, and said in a deep voice, "Who is speaking? Are you a human or a ghost?"

The body was motionless and showed no signs of life.

"........."

Jiang He didn't think he was hallucinating, so he went up and punched the corpse.

duang!

The corpse was so hard that it made his fists ache.

But the corpse did not speak and showed no signs of life.

Jiang He's eyes darted around, and he remembered seeing somewhere that "evil spirits" were afraid of filth, so some Taoist priests and sorcerers liked to suppress evil spirits by putting them in latrines or similar places.

So he unzipped his pants.

He grabbed Kun and said, "Speak up... Are you pretending to be mute? If you don't speak, I'll pee my piss in your face!"

"No, no, no!"

The voice rang out again: "Don't pee...don't pee..."

Jiang He was so frightened that he instantly retreated fifty meters!
But the hand on Kun's body did not loosen... At least from the situation just now, it could be judged that the "thing" was indeed afraid of his virgin urine, so he said in a deep voice: "Are you a human or a ghost? Quickly tell the truth!"

"Or else, I'll pee on your head..."

A distance of more than 50 meters is nothing for a river.

At least a pee can get you through it.

"Stop it, stop it..."

The voice came again, sounding somewhat terrified, with a hint of disgust and aversion, as it cried out, "Young hero, let's talk this out! I'm neither human nor ghost, I'm a spirit... the spirit of this battle blade!"

"Ok?"

Jiang He was taken aback.

A battle sword, it actually possesses a "spirit"?
This kind of plot is often seen in novels, and many protagonists even have sex with the "spirits" of their weapons... It's simply unbelievable.

However, the "spirit" of this battle sword seems to be male, and its voice sounds very old.

He cursed, "Bullshit! I've never heard of weapons having spirits... How dare you lie to me? I'm so pissing!"

"Young hero, don't pee! Young hero, don't pee!"

The voice shouted, "You haven't heard of weapons having spirits because the weapons you've been handling are all trash... This sword is an imperial weapon, and imperial weapons have spirits. If you don't believe me, you can ask your elders!"

Imperial soldiers?

Jiang He had seen this term in the lineage of "Dongji Zhenren".

"If you are an imperial weapon, why are you trapped on this corpse?"

Jiang He was skeptical and asked, "Can't it just fly away on its own?"

"Young hero, you may not know this, but my master once slashed down from the heavens with a single blade to kill the enemy. However, the moment he unleashed the blade, he himself was killed... Moreover, the energy within the blade had been exhausted, and the array patterns within it had been damaged."

"I am the spirit of the weapon. I draw upon the spiritual energy of heaven and earth through the array on the imperial weapon. If the array is damaged, I will naturally be unable to replenish my power."

"These past years... um, young hero, how about you put away your supernatural powers for now?"

Supernatural powers?
Oh.

Jiang He realized what was happening, pulled up his pants, and said, "Continue."

The voice said, "For years I have been sealed in this place, falling into slumber several times. I thought that even my last trace of spirit would be extinguished, but I never expected to encounter you, young hero... It was your drawing of your sword that aroused your sword intent and killing intent, awakening me. You are my savior... If you do not abandon me, young hero, I am willing to become your master and fight for you, killing all the injustices in the world!"

Jiang He sneered: "I was almost killed by your sword intent and killing intent, how could I dare to use you?"

The hilt of the sword stuck in the sacred corpse twitched and said, "Young hero, you misunderstand. That sword intent and killing intent were left by that bastard of my former master. I am just a harmless weapon spirit. What does it have to do with me?"

"........."

This makes sense.

Jiang He didn't know how to refute for a moment, so he said, "Forget it... You can even call your former master a bastard, I dare not use this kind of servile imperial weapon."

He stepped forward, picked up the body, and was about to stuff it into a room on the street, saying, "I'm leaving you here. Whether you can hold out until the day the West District is unsealed depends on your fate."

Say it.

Turn around and leave.

"No!"

The spirit cried out, "Young hero... this may be the last time I awaken today. The remaining spiritual energy in this imperial weapon is not enough to sustain my spiritual existence... If you leave me here, I will surely die."

Jiang He ignored him and walked away.

“Young hero, I am willing to exchange my secret for this… Back then, my former master, as the vanguard general, stormed into the Kunlun Realm. He had long foreseen his inevitable death, and he hid all his life's treasures and inheritance in the Kunlun Realm.”

"And this treasure trove is known only to this old man... and this old man is one of the keys to that treasure trove!"

"?"

Jiang He stepped back and asked, "What was your former master's cultivation level?"

The spirit of the artifact: "Great Sage!"

Jiang He picked up the corpse again and said, "I brought you out not for any Great Sage's treasure or inheritance, but because I couldn't bear to see a life vanish... By the way, is the Emperor Weapon very strong? How should I refine you?"

The spirit of the artifact heard this.

He immediately put on airs and said indifferently, "I am an imperial weapon, and imperial weapons always choose their masters. Young man, your cultivation is too weak. You should consider this matter after you break through to the half-saint realm... However, in the meantime, you can help me find more spiritual veins to replenish my energy. If I am in a good mood, I may be able to teach you a few Great Saint techniques."

"Damn it!"

Jiang He threw the corpse off his shoulder.

The spirit was shocked and said, "Young man... what are you doing... let's talk this over."

The river turned back, and the body was carried away again.

The spirit breathed a sigh of relief again, saying, "That's more like it. As the saying goes, 'A wise man submits to circumstances'..."

"Shut up!"

Jiang He shouted.

The spirit shut its mouth, not daring to say anything more, for fear of angering Jiang He and being left here.

Perhaps due to the cooperation of the "spirit", this holy corpse became much "lighter". At least Jiang He did not need to unleash the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique to carry it and walk as fast as he could.

hum!
It was as if we had passed through a curtain of water. The river left the West District and arrived at that intersection.

Upon seeing this, Wang Wu asked in surprise, "How did you get out so quickly... huh?"

His pupils contracted as he noticed the corpse on Jiang He's back, exclaiming in surprise, "A sacred corpse?"

"Ah."

Jiang He placed the body on the ground and said, "This is what I found in the West District. It should be a martyr of our Great Xia Dynasty... The knife on the body should be an imperial weapon used by a great saint of a foreign race who invaded the Kunlun Realm."

"young people!"

This statement came out.

The spirit immediately yelled, "Are you stupid?"

"How can such a confidential matter be easily told to others? If he becomes greedy, how can you protect this old man?"

sound.

They were even somewhat terrified.

If he remained in Jiang He's hands, he could still contend with Jiang He.

How could such a young person resist a treasure trove containing the legacy of the Great Sage?

But Wang Wu...

This person is a half-saint, with extremely strong sword intent. He should be a martial arts half-saint who entered the Dao through the sword... He has the ability to forcibly refine me, and at that time I will no longer have any possibility of "freedom"!

Jiang He sneered, "An unruly imperial weapon is of no value to me. Senior Wang Wu... could you help me pull this imperial weapon out? I plan to stuff it into a cesspool and then erect a monument next to it for people to see."

"It costs 100 yuan per viewing..."

"I'm sure we'll make a fortune!"

The weapon spirit retorted defiantly, "How could I, a dignified weapon spirit of an imperial weapon, be threatened by a mere ant like you? You brat, do you really think I, an old man, would be afraid of you?"

Anyway, we've already come out of that "forbidden and sealed" place.

An imperial weapon.

Once you're out there, why worry about not having anyone vying for your attention?
The worst-case scenario was that he would be forcibly refined by this half-saint in front of him... As for being stuffed into a latrine, he didn't believe it at all!

What martial artist in the world can resist the temptation of an imperial weapon?
That kid is just trying to get me to compromise!
Wang Wu advised, "Jiang He... don't act rashly. After all, it's an imperial weapon. If you can wield it, it will greatly help your future martial arts path... Here's what we'll do: give me this sacred corpse and the imperial weapon first, and I'll help you persuade him."

"Row!"

Jiang He didn't think much of it and handed the sacred corpse to Wang Wu.

He wasn't worried that Wang Wu would take his "Imperial Weapon"... On the contrary, if he really couldn't control this Imperial Weapon, Jiang He wouldn't be stingy.

Wang Wu.

Qin's Nine Provinces.

These two top experts of the Great Xia Dynasty are both masters of the sword; they can be given to either of them.

"Hey!"

The spirit grew anxious: "Young hero, are you really going to give this old man away?"

"I am the spirit of an imperial weapon... Although this imperial weapon is damaged now, its power is unmatched by any holy weapon. I am destined to meet you..."

They ignored the spirit.

Wang Wu inquired about the situation within the "West District".

Jiang He mentioned the existence of the "Trial Tower," and Wang Wu's face lit up upon hearing this. He said, "Tianmen Pass truly lives up to its reputation as a holy city built by the sages of our Great Xia Dynasty. The Enlightenment Hall, the Inheritance Stele, the Trial Tower... With these inheritances, plus the cultivation resources obtained from the Valley of Forgetfulness, the overall strength of our Great Xia Dynasty will enter a period of explosive growth."

"When Qin Jiuzhou returns, we need to have a good talk with him and see how to break the lockdown in the West District."

Wang Wu sighed, then turned to look at the South District and North District, a hint of anticipation in his eyes, and said, "I wonder what kind of opportunities await in the South District and North District... By the way, have you been to the Trial Tower?"

Jiang He nodded.

Wang Wu asked curiously, "Did you obtain any fortuitous opportunity?"

Jiang He said, "I can't quite explain it either. Senior, you are a half-saint, with extensive knowledge and experience. You can give me some advice."

With a thought, he activated the special "patterns" within his flesh and blood, and instantly a unique power surged up from his body. A mysterious feeling permeated his entire being. Wang Wu's expression changed slightly, and he exclaimed, "This is... the Law of the Holy Path?"

"No, no!"

"You're only at the Vajra Body Refinement Realm, and you haven't even cultivated the true meaning of martial arts. How could you possibly have cultivated the laws of the Saintly Path?"

"But that aura... is very similar."

"and!"

The spirit's voice rang out again, sneering, "It's just a tiny rudimentary form of the Law of Power, a far cry from the true Law of Power. It must have been bestowed by that so-called Trial Ground... This Trial Ground is quite interesting. Could it be a legendary immortal artifact?"

"Oh?"

Wang Wu said, "The Trial Grounds can actually bestow a rudimentary form of the Holy Law... Even if it's only one ten-thousandth, it's still extremely terrifying. According to what you said, Jiang He, if you can continuously clear the Trial Grounds, wouldn't you have a chance to obtain a complete Law of Power?"

A glint of anticipation flashed in his eyes as he said, "If that's the case... achieving sainthood through physical means might not be impossible!"

"Sanctification of the flesh?"

The artifact spirit scoffed, "Besides... throughout the myriad realms and throughout history, countless geniuses have cultivated this path. Even the strongest among races like the Barbarians, Bone Clan, and Stone Clan find it difficult to achieve sainthood solely through physical means. How can you, a human race, possibly do that?"

Hey!
Jiang He's temper flared up instantly. He stepped forward to draw his sword, saying, "Senior Wang Wu, please help me draw this sword. I'm going to suppress this bastard in the latrine!"

After much persuasion, Wang Wu finally managed to convince Jiang He to come down.

Jiang He glared at the sword stuck in the corpse and cursed, "Today, I, Jiang, am giving Senior Wang Wu some face... otherwise, I would have drowned you in a cesspool!"

Say it.

He looked at Wang Wu and said, "Senior, I'll take my leave now."

Wang Wu then said, "Go... Remember, don't rush to break through. Hone your skills in the Vajra Realm. If you can obtain more Laws of Power from the Trial Grounds, it will be very helpful for your future physical ascension to sainthood."

"Thank you, senior, for the tip."

Jiang He turned and left.

Thinking about the "Law of Power," he thought to himself, "I have only just entered the Vajra Body Refinement Realm, and there are many aspects that I can improve. According to Senior Xiahou Wu, the physical limit of the Vajra Body Refinement Realm should be between 1500 and 2000 Dragon Power."

"And there's also the Great Sage Fist..."

"I need to go and learn more from Senior Xiahou Wu."

As the river flows away.

The imperial weapon immediately became arrogant and roared, "You brat... You've angered me to death! Back in the day, I roamed the myriad realms and even slew the Great Saints... Young man, I see that you also cultivate the Dao of the Blade, which is destined for me. As long as you provide me with enough spiritual veins, I will bestow upon you an immense fortune."

Wang Wu laughed and said, "Senior, you were brought out by Jiang He, so naturally it belongs to him. Although I, Wang Wu, have only just entered the half-saint realm, I am still the number one person in the Great Xia Dynasty in name only. How could I do such a despicable thing as stealing a junior's treasure?"

The spirit of the weapon said, "I am the spirit of an imperial weapon, how could I submit to a mere brat who hasn't even grown a beard yet?"

Wang Wu advised, "Senior, I suggest you think it over carefully... Jiang He's brain circuits are a bit abnormal, he's capable of anything. If he really suppresses you in the latrine... wouldn't you, as the spirit of an imperial weapon, lose all face?"

"Ha... Who in the world would be willing to suppress an imperial weapon in a latrine?"

The spirit refused to believe it.

Wang Wu laughed and said, "Further words are useless... I'll take you to observe Jiang He for a few days and see if he really dares to throw you into the latrine. Whether you submit then is entirely up to you." (End of Chapter)