Immortals Step into Heaven

Hearing about the power of the top-grade magic weapon, Zheng Yuan was also very excited, but Zheng Yuan didn't have many spirit stones at this time, otherwise he would want to buy them all. Why are these three short swords of Fellow Daoist Shangguan, which are also top-grade magic weapons, more expensive than one hundred spirit stones?

Fellow Daoist Zheng, you may not know that these three top-grade magical short swords are a set of magical weapons. Although they are top-grade magical weapons, their power is comparable to that of top-grade magical weapons, so they were bought for six hundred low-grade spirit stones.

Zheng Yuan was also very surprised. A top-grade magic weapon had the power of a top-grade magic weapon, and the six hundred low-grade spirit stones were not expensive.

Zheng Yuan, with a look of pain on his face, took out six hundred low-grade spirit stones. He bought a top-grade short sword, and a few bottles of healing medicine and detoxification pills at the Lingbao Pavilion, spending another fifty low-grade spirit stones, for a total of seven hundred low-grade spirit stones.

Zheng Yuan's storage bag now had less than two hundred low-grade spirit stones. After putting the short sword pill into the storage bag, he turned around and left. When Zheng Yuan was about to leave the Lingbao Pavilion.

Shangguan Zi's gentle and sweet voice came from Tianbao Pavilion, "Fellow Daoist Zheng, please come and visit us often when you are free!"

After hearing this, Zheng Yuan paused, then left quickly without looking back.

Seeing Zheng Yuan like this, Shangguan Zi from Tianbao Pavilion laughed secretly.

Zheng Yuan found an inn in the market town to stay in. Ten spirit stones were enough for a month's stay. Zheng Yuan came to the room. The room was surrounded by a formation, making it difficult to see inside the room from the outside. The ten spirit stones were well spent.

Sitting in the room, Zheng Yuan took out three high-grade magic short swords from his storage bag and planned to refine them. Shangguan Ziren was quite good. Zheng Yuan bought three high-grade magic short swords, and she also gave him a refining technique.

Zheng Yuan followed the instructions in the Refining Technique to refine the dagger, and within the evening, he had refined a dagger. Zheng Yuan opened the door and planned to go to the street stall to buy monster blood from Feng Hai as agreed. When he arrived at the stall, there were very few people setting up stalls. He saw Feng Hai waiting in the distance.

Zheng Yuan came to Feng Hai, and Feng Hai said enthusiastically, "Fellow Daoist Zheng is really punctual."

Zheng Yuan smiled slightly and asked, "Fellow Daoist Feng, have you brought the monster's blood?"

Fellow Daoist Zheng, I was lucky enough to receive eleven bottles of monster blood from a friend.

After saying this, Feng Hai took out eleven bottles of monster blood from his storage bag and handed them to Zheng Yuan.

After Zheng Yuan took the monster's blood essence and checked it one by one and found no abnormalities, he said, "Fellow Daoist Feng, I wonder if what you said yesterday still counts."

"Fellow Daoist Liu, you're a good sage. Look at my memory," Feng Hai said with a smile, rubbing his head. "These eleven monster blood essences are worth ten bottles, and one bottle is for Fellow Daoist Zheng. Fellow Daoist Zheng, give me one hundred low-grade spirit stones, and these eleven bottles of monster blood essences will belong to you."

Zheng Yuan took out a hundred low-grade spirit stones from his storage bag and gave them to Feng Hai. He also put eleven bottles of monster blood into the bag. He said to Feng Hai, "Fellow Daoist Feng, I'm taking my leave."

If Fellow Daoist Zheng needs more monster blood next time, he can come to see me, Feng Hai said with a warm smile.

The blood of this monster is enough for Fellow Daoist Feng, and it is not needed for the time being. After saying this, Zheng Yuan turned and left.

Feng Hai looked at the direction Zheng Yuan left, the smile on his face slowly faded, and a sinister look appeared on his face.

Zheng Yuan was unaware of all this. He returned to the inn and began refining the remaining two daggers. Two days later, he had refined three transparent daggers. They swirled around him, making it difficult to detect them without careful observation. Now, Zheng Yuan was able to wield them with ease.

The more Zheng Yuan looked at the daggers in his hands, the more he liked them. These three daggers were truly powerful weapons for sneak attacks. Putting away the daggers, Zheng Yuan took out eighteen bottles of monster blood essence, poured out a drop, swallowed it, and refined it with the Beast Blood Body Tempering Technique. After refining a bottle of monster blood essence, Zheng Yuan could clearly feel his physical strength increasing rapidly.

A month later, Zheng Yuan had refined all eighteen bottles of monster blood. A flash of blood flashed in Zheng Yuan's eyes, and the Beast Blood Body Tempering Technique was cultivated to the second level by Zheng Yuan.

Now Zheng Yuan felt that his physical defense was extremely strong, so he took out the low-grade magic flying sword issued by the sect from the storage.

He picked up the flying sword and slashed it at his hand. Ding! Not even a mark remained. With his current physical defense, a low-grade magic weapon would be hard to hurt. A mid-grade magic weapon should be able to withstand a head-on blow.

Zheng Yuan thought for a moment, then pulled out a high-grade short sword from his storage bag and slashed it across his arm, leaving a faint blood mark. It seemed that high-grade magic weapons couldn't protect him. Zheng Yuan was still happy that he could defend against mid-grade magic weapons.

After packing his belongings, Zheng Yuan left the inn, preparing to head to the Monster Mountain Range. He'd find the one-horned water crocodile, take its horn, and complete his sect's mission. After leaving the market, Zheng Yuan headed for the Monster Mountain Range. Upon reaching the outskirts of the area, he noticed two figures approaching him from behind. Within moments, they appeared before him.

Fellow Daoist Feng, are you following me? Feng Hai was accompanied by a black-clothed youth who was at the sixth level of Qi Refining.

Fellow Daoist Zheng, if you obediently hand over the storage bag, I can still leave your body intact. How about that?

Fellow Daoist Feng, could you please tell me how you found me so that I can die with a clear mind?

Hahaha, Fellow Daoist Zheng, you are really narrow-minded!

My efforts weren't in vain. I'll let you die knowing full well. That day, when we traded the monster's blood, I put some incense powder on your clothes. The incense powder lasted for three months, and I used a spirit-seeking rat to track your scent. He then took out a spirit-seeking rat from his spirit-beast bag and put it back into the bag.

After hearing this, Zheng Yuan didn't waste any words with him. He directly cast an earth prison spell on the young man in black, trapping him. A transparent dagger flew out of his storage bag and disappeared into the bushes beside him.

Feng Hai, the young man in black, was startled by Zheng Yuan's technique. This was the ultimate earth prison technique. Feng Hai recovered, pulled out a flying sword, and charged at Zheng Yuan.

The young man in black was trapped in the earth prison and looked anxious. He released a fireball spell and smashed it at the earth prison, but there was not much reaction. How could the advanced earth prison spell be destroyed by the entry-level fireball spell?

If a beginner's Fireball Technique can destroy a master's Earth Prison Technique, then Zheng Yuan's training in Earth Prison Technique was in vain? The young man in black saw that the Fireball Technique could not break the Earth Prison.

He immediately took out a medium-grade flying sword from his storage bag and chopped it towards the earthen prison. The prison was chopped to pieces by the young man in black, and dirt flew everywhere. The young man in black was delighted and chopped even harder.

Zheng Yuan was being chased by Feng Hai with a high-grade magic weapon flying sword

Zheng Yuan had no choice but to take out the sect’s low-grade flying sword.

He cast a wind-controlling spell on himself and performed the cloud-chasing step to avoid Feng Hai's attack. When Feng Hai saw Zheng Yuan take out the low-grade magical flying sword, he couldn't help but show a mocking look on his face.

Fellow Daoist Zheng, why are you still using a low-grade magical flying sword? Would you like me to give you a mid-grade magical flying sword?

Mr. Zheng thanks Brother Feng for his kindness. I am still short of a top-grade magical flying sword. I wonder if Brother Feng would be willing to give it to me?

That depends on the ability of fellow Taoist. Feng Hai looked at Zheng Yuan as if he were a dead man. He waited for his companion to escape. The two of them surrounded Zheng Yuan. Even if he had great skills, he would surely die. Feng Hai controlled the high-grade magic weapon flying sword to kill Zheng Yuan.