After arriving in the world of cultivation, Yang Zhen had always lived whimsically, almost absurdly. It was in this manner that he managed to recapture the feeling he had when playing games in his younger years, which kept him from feeling utterly estranged and helpless.
It was only now, that Yang Zhen finally felt a sense of belonging.
In this world, he was no longer lost and clueless.
He had a sarcastic cat, a young lady, a naive Daoist, the Great Missing Sword, and a cheeky rooster. These guys, they were his chosen family in Yang Zhenâs heart.
This feeling was wonderful.
As for the rest, Yang Zhen did not think too much about it. He did his own thing, as long as he was happy, that was all that mattered.
When he threw the Unblemished Sword into the furnace, Yang Zhenâs heart became serious. This refining process concerning the Great Missing Sword could not be taken lightly, as the Evil Shadow Black Glutton resided within it.
Although Yang Zhen still didnât understand why the Evil Shadow Black Glutton was so attached to the Great Missing Sword, but if the Great Missing Sword wanted something, he would give it. As for the why, that was something Yang Zhen intended to understand in due time.
The Great Missing Sword had a Divine Soul Imprint. As long as it existed, Yang Zhen would never completely understand the Great Missing Sword, like a honey-dipped candy, only by removing the honey could he truly taste its flavor.
Once he entered the zone, Yang Zhen couldnât hear any environmental sounds around him and even if he could, he would ignore them.
After calming the Evil Shadow Black Glutton, Yang Zhen simply willed his mind. The Golden Lotus Heavenly Fire erupted into a huge wave of heat, the horrifying heat shock surprised everyone present.
âYoung friend Yang Dianfeng, stop quickly, this will ruin a sacred weapon. Once the Divine Soul Imprint on it is destroyed, the master of the Unblemished Sword of Heavenly Spring Sacred Land wonât let you go.â
âSo what?â
Yang Zhen answered calmly, acknowledging that he had stolen from others, he never thought the other party would be polite. He really wasnât afraid of hard resistance.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
If he couldnât fight, he could just run. The world was so big, would they issue a global bounty on him?
As for face, what was that?
In any case, Yang Zhen was shameless.
âYou⦠you⦠sighâ¦â Master Tie had a complicated expression as he fixed his gaze on Yang Zhen and said, âWhy bother? As you can see, the people from Heavenly Spring Sacred Land are totally unreasonable. If you offend them, you canât live a good life.â
Yang Zhen laughed. He didnât expect this stubborn old man to care about him. That was not bad.
No one noticed that Luoluoâs face lit up. She stared closely at Yang Zhen and unconsciously moved closer to him. If it hadnât been for the puzzled Master Tie pulling her back, she would have put her face in front of Yang Zhen, seemingly eager to examine him thoroughly.
Yang Zhen glanced back and saw Master Tieâs bewildered look. He laughed and said, âYou donât need to worry at all. Because this Sao Saint is even more unreasonable than them.â
âWhat?â
Master Tie had evidently never met someone who admitted to being unreasonable. He was rendered speechless, heaved a sigh, shook his head and said, âAnyway, do whatever you want. I donât like Heavenly Spring Sacred Landâs behavior either. But as far as I know, the material of this Unblemished Sword is extremely peculiar. Without special methods, it is almost impossible to destroy, let alone remelt it.â
Refining and remelting are different. Refining is just adding other things, while remelting means completely melting it with firepower and reshape it. If Yang Zhen wanted, he could reshape the Unblemished Sword into a different form.
While controlling the temperature of the Golden Lotus Heavenly Fire, Yang Zhen probed the state of the imprint and the material of the Unblemished Sword. Hearing Master Tieâs words, he was surprised and asked, âSo, this Unblemished Sword is not an ordinary sacred weapon?â
âOf course not. Otherwise, it wouldnât have broken my weapon.â Master Tie hmphed, âIt is a sacred weapon that has been inherited for tens of thousands of years. It was probably tempered in an extremely cold place for tens of thousands of years, so the material of the Unblemished Sword has already mutated. Iâm afraid ordinary Golden Lotus Heavenly Fire cannot melt it.â
Yang Zhen exclaimed in surprise, looking at the unassuming Unblemished Sword before him with a strange expression. He truly hadnât noticed that this thing had been tempered in an extremely cold place for tens of thousands of years.
Seeing the surprised expression on Yang Zhenâs face, a mocking look flashed in Lu Tianweiâs eyes. He looked at Yang Zhen as if he were a country bumpkin, completely forgetting his own predicament.
Master Tie gave a bitter smile, shaking his head at Yang Zhen.
Under such circumstances, Yang Zhen should have known to quit while he was ahead. For some reason, Master Tie was genuinely afraid that Yang Zhen might accidentally destroy the Divine Soul Imprint on the Unblemished Sword, incited revenge from the Heavenly Spring Sacred Land.
Heâd finally found a young friend he could talk to, and now Master Tie had started worrying for Yang Zhen.
The rest of the crowd also hesitated, looking at each other in confusion. However, most of them appeared disappointed.
The material for the ten-thousand-year sacrificial refining was already a mutated existence, and it bore the soul imprint of a powerful being from the Heavenly Spring Sacred Land. It seemed they wouldnât witness this unique refining process after all.
The most disappointed was probably Luoluo. Hearing Master Tieâs words, a trace of dejection flashed in her eyes as she glared fiercely at Fang Zhongjian, who was still unconscious on the ground.
Just when everyone thought Yang Zhen would admit defeat, a heavy sound suddenly resounded.
Clang!
The exceedingly weighty sound was like a hammer heavily struck on everyoneâs faces, so everyone turned their heads in surprise toward the direction of the sound.
Yang Zhen placed a large object on the table that resembled a door panel. Without looking back, he asked Master Tie, âOld fellow, could you tell me how many years this big brother of mine has been refinely sacrificed?â
What?
The crowd was taken aback. They were surprised that the unimpressive object Yang Zhen had thrown out had been refined too.
But what was it?
A sword?
Who would use such a sword? Probably only an unconventional person like Yang Zhen, using such an odd thing.
Yang Zhen didnât look at the peculiar expressions of the crowd. Goddamn, wasnât it just a passionately refined ten-thousand-year entity? Was it that impressive? Did they really think he, Sao Saint, was some naive hillbilly?
âThisâ¦thisâ¦ssssâ¦thisâ¦thisâ¦â
Master Tie was circling the Great Missing Sword, his eyes growing larger, his mouth making a sizzling sound. To those who didnât know, he might have looked like a bug spirit.
âGreat Missing Sword!â Luoluo jumped up, truly jumped up. Her eyes were full of excitement. âI knew it, I knew itâ¦â
Luoluoâs sudden movement startled Master Tie, and he scolded her, âGirl, donât make such a fuss! Itâs called the Unblemished Sword, not the Great Missing Sword. And what did you mean by âI knew itâ?â
âNo, nothing.â Luoluo cheerfully returned to Master Tieâs side. She looked at Yang Zhen with delight. After recognizing the Great Missing Sword, she had definitely ascertained Yang Zhenâs identity.
How could Luoluo, who could even mention the name âDadi,â not recognize the Great Missing Sword?
When she heard Yang Zhen saying âSao Saintâ, she had already begun to doubt Yang Zhenâs identity. Now that she was sure, she was actually less nervous. The look she gave Yang Zhen had turned into little stars, fully expressing the typical reaction of a fangirl.
Yang Zhen looked at Luoluo in surprise-he winked at her then was about to speak when Master Tie suddenly exclaimed, âTen thousand years, at least ten thousand years, Yang Dianfeng, my friend, your door panel is a significant thing.â
âOf course, it is.â
Yang Zhen replied smugly. He then set his sights on the Unblemished Sword, lightly snorted, and his body suddenly exploded with brilliant starlight, rushing towards the Golden Lotus Heavenly Fire beneath the Unblemished Sword.
âThis isâ¦Stellar Talent?â
Master Tieâs eyes widened, almost popping out.