Dongxuan Spiritual Realm

Chapter 11: Initial Refining of Flying Sword
Now that the corpse demon was destroyed, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Qisheng ordered his men to clean up the mess and gathered the remains together, pouring oil on them and burning them to prevent any further accidents.

The people in the martial arts world were discussing in low voices. Some marveled at the amazing swordsmanship of the Yang family, while others hid in the corner and whispered:

"The Third Young Master of the Yang Family is so powerful, and he's also Zhao Nuxia's biological son, why would he give up his position to his half-brother?"

"Who knows? The Third Young Master has been recognized as the future leader of the Jiangnan martial arts community for years. Some have even colluded to force Alliance Leader Yang to step down as soon as possible."

"Perhaps it's because now that Alliance Leader Yang and Lady Zhao are gone, the eldest son of the Yang family is relying on his status as the eldest son to fight for the throne and power. The third son is unwilling to compete with him, and has taken the initiative to give up his position..."

"What a 'brotherly friendship and respect'..."

Yang Qisheng had profound internal strength, and although the whispers were suppressed extremely quietly, they still pierced his ears like fine needles.

His face was gloomy, a pent-up anger welling up in his chest. "Father always favors the eldest son! The 'Guixu Wuliang Sword' he passed down to me isn't the complete version. Only the third son knows the true secret technique!" His knuckles were clenched until they turned white. "He ostensibly gave me all the Yang family's wealth and power, but he also withheld the family's most profound secret techniques! Without the complete set of family martial arts, I can't sit securely on the throne of the Yang family. I'll always be at his mercy!"

He didn't know that the incarnation of Mingyi Zhenren's consciousness was hidden in Yang Qisheng's mind. He only thought that although his brother had worshipped the immortal master, he had not yet started practicing. The martial arts he used tonight must be the Yang family's inherited martial arts.

Even though the martial arts Yang Qisheng used this time were completely new to him, unheard of, and even Yang Tianque had never used them, he knew that his third brother had been extremely intelligent since childhood, with a natural inner strength that was pure and powerful. Even the most complex martial arts could be mastered instantly, and it was only a matter of time before he surpassed his father...

"He's truly as cunning as a devil!" Yang Qisheng secretly grumbled. "I often hear people say that he's scheming so much at such a young age and won't live long. I don't know why the immortals took a liking to him. Don't the immortals in storytelling books prefer those with pure natures? He said he wanted to become a monk and cultivate Taoism in the mountains, but there's no way to tell if it's true. After all, the immortals have never seen anyone except Jin Guang Ding, and Kui Wu listens to him. We'll just have to wait and see whether he really leaves in a few days or not."

Yang Qisheng knew that his half-brother was suspicious and sensitive by nature, and was not the best candidate to be the head of the Yang family, but there was no one else but him.

Fortunately, although Yang Qisheng does not have great wisdom, he does have a lot of cleverness. He is not aggressive enough but good at maintaining the status quo. He is no longer interested in the underworld, and he is happy as long as the Yang family is safe.

Therefore, after destroying the corpse demon, he took a bottle of elixir left by the Golden Light Ding and asked someone to give it to the person who was poisoned by the corpse. Then he returned to his own courtyard with his sleeves flying.

The Blood Pecking Sword absorbed the golden evil energy that the Golden Light Cauldron had cultivated in the mountains for twenty years. It was burning and surging inside, as if it had life, constantly surging, trying to break the ban and come out.

Yang Qisheng was only in the initial stage of foundation building and had just started to operate the Xiaoheche. Compared with other people at the same level, his true energy was many times more, but there was still a qualitative difference and he could not suppress it at all.

Even though the five Lingbao talismans were magical, and with the guidance of Mingyi Zhenren, the evil spirits could be sealed layer by layer, it still couldn't last long.

Once the seal is broken, the Blood Pecking Sword will instantly vaporize and disappear, and then the evil spirit will spread, and most creatures will die. If they are lucky enough to survive, they will mutate, and both humans and animals will become demon corpses!
According to the "Eight Yang Divine Mantras of Heaven and Earth", if a sword immortal wants to refine a flying sword, he must first find a top-quality sword.

Every day he inhales and exhales in front of the sword, continuously injecting the Dan Qi he has cultivated into the sword, refining it repeatedly until his mind and spirit are connected with the sword, and he can control it from a distance as easily as using his own arm.

The flying sword refined in the foundation-building stage can emit sword energy, and the flying sword refined in the evil-refining stage can emit sword evil.

Jin Guang Ding is at the stage of refining evil spirits. After ten years of cultivation, the flying sword has become an immortal sword of condensed evil spirits, which is more powerful than ordinary flying swords!
However, Wen Jingluan's cultivation and magical power far surpassed his, and with a single needle strike, she shattered his sword's aura, breaking it. Now, Jin Guangding's entire life's work had been concentrated in this Blood Pecking Sword, not only meeting all the requirements for refining a flying sword, but also allowing Yang Qisheng, at the Qi Training stage, to directly possess a flying sword of the Condensed Aura level!

Mingyi Zhenren scoffed at this: "Relying on external things like this, without freedom, is not the true method of the Xuanmen sect!"

Yang Qisheng explained while making hand gestures, "Master, orthodox Xuanmen sword-making requires at least three years. Far-flung water cannot quench immediate thirst. I will first use this unconventional method to protect myself. When I meet your true form in the future and reach a safe place, I will definitely abandon this flying sword and concentrate on cultivating our sect's spiritual treasure, the Five Elements Sword Qi. We can walk on two legs, without delaying either."

The incarnation of divine consciousness in his brain did not have its own independent will. It was only responsible for teaching him magic and answering his questions, and would not interfere with his decisions.

When he chose to use the method in the "Eight Yang Divine Mantras of Heaven and Earth" to refine the Blood Pecking Sword, this "Master Mingyi" also tried his best to work out an optimal sword-refining plan for him, which was more advanced than the original sword-refining method in the scriptures. It not only avoided many side effects that affected the body and mind, but also greatly improved the efficiency of sword-refining.

Originally, according to the scriptures, it would have taken him at least three months to refine the sword given his current condition. However, after improvements made by Master Mingyi, using the Five Lingbao Talismans as a foundation, he could succeed in just three days!

The next morning, Yang Qisheng, as the legitimate son, presided over the funeral ceremony and buried the deceased.

His original plan was to leave after sending it off, but now after calculating the time, he found that the half-month deadline given by his master was still plenty of time, so he decided to refine the flying sword first before setting off.

With the hands-on instruction of Mingyi Zhenren, Yang Qisheng secluded himself in the courtyard for three days. He was able to tame the evil spirit in the sword through the five spiritual talismans and was able to truly control the sword from a distance.

Although the sword flew very slowly in the air, not as fast as when he stabbed it directly with his hand, and there was an obvious delay in the control - after he made a gesture and pointed it at the target, the sword would always pause before flying out.

But no matter what, this is indeed flying a sword through the air!

"I am also a sword immortal!" Yang Qisheng could not hide his excitement and specially found an exquisite sword box to put the sword in.

He walked out of his yard and prepared to leave.

Yang Qisheng ordered a banquet to see him off, and he also had a reunion dinner with his two sisters, Yang Huayin and Yang Shaoyin.

During the banquet, Yang Qisheng solemnly raised his glass and toasted his brother sincerely: "Our enemy is a sword immortal with over three hundred years of cultivation. I am going to the mountains to cultivate the Tao. When I have mastered the immortal arts, I will go to Xuanpin Mountain and kill the enemy with my own hands to comfort the spirits of my parents in heaven. All matters at home are in my hands, big brother!"

Yang Qisheng quickly raised his glass in return, speaking with immense humility, "This family business should have originally belonged to you, my brother. I'm stupid and ignorant, my talent and martial arts skills aren't even one ten-thousandth of yours, and I'm just here to help you guard it. You must return soon and take over. Only under your leadership can the Yang family have hope of revival."

In the past few days, he has been managing the Yang family in an orderly manner. In his heart, he is still thinking about the part of the Yang family swordsmanship that he is missing. He mentioned it several times in his words and hinted at it.

However, he had learned all the Yang family sword techniques, and there was no missing part at all. Yang Qisheng didn't think about it at all and didn't care at all.

The two brothers clinked glasses and drank several cups. Yang Qisheng just wanted to reassure him that he would definitely not interfere in the affairs of the Yang family again. Yang Qicheng was always thinking about the family kung fu and wanted him to pass it on to him.

We said a lot of things, but it was all incomprehensible!
(End of this chapter)