A god-level alchemist, starting by manually crafting forbidden pills.

Whoosh!

The rusty sword flew out of the storage bag.

The sword hovered in front of Luo Fan, its tip pointing directly at the sword soul crystal in his hand.

"What's going on?!"

"How did this broken sword come out by itself?"

Everyone was stunned by this sudden turn of events.

Ji Kun's pupils suddenly contracted, and his heart pounded wildly.

that's it!

God-Slaying Sword!

It really does have a spirit!

It yearns for that sword soul crystal!

"what?"

Luo Fan then felt a suction force, and the sword soul crystal left his hand, pulling it towards the rusty sword.

The two collided, unleashing an ultimate brilliance.

Inside the light.

The rusty sword trembled even more violently.

The rust spots on the surface of its blade began to peel off in pieces!

In no time, a dazzling light burst forth from within the sword!

The blinding light made everyone involuntarily close their eyes.

When the light faded, everyone hurriedly opened their eyes and gasped in shock.

Before Luo Fan, a long sword with flowing light and a cold gleam was suspended!

The sword is about three feet and three inches long, with a simple and elegant design and a restrained dark silver color.

Its flowing patterns are awe-inspiring, so striking that they sting the eyes.

At the end of the sword hilt, the strange gray stone was still embedded.

At this moment, it is perfectly integrated with the sword, radiating a deep, mysterious luster.

An awe-inspiring and unassailable sword intent burst forth from the sword, causing all other sword intents in the corridor to bow down!

Top-grade Xuan-level spiritual weapon!

Moreover, it is a top-grade spiritual weapon that possesses a powerful sword intent and is full of spirituality!

"How is this possible?!"

"How did that rusty sword change?!"

"It was the sword soul crystal that washed away its rust and awakened its spirituality!"

"My God... a rusty sword turned into a divine weapon? What kind of incredible luck did Luo Fan have?!"

Unlike the others, Ji Kun looked at the brand-new, radiant longsword.

His body was trembling uncontrollably; it wasn't fear, but extreme excitement and greed!

God-Slaying Sword!

It really is the God-Slaying Sword!

It's recovering!

It needs a treasure like the Sword Soul Crystal to restore itself!

He almost lost control and rushed forward to snatch it.

The longsword trembled slightly in the air, emitting a pleasant hum, as if thanking Luo Fan.

It withdrew all its light, transformed into a stream of light, and flew back into Luo Fan's hand.

As I held the sword, its cool and heavy feel brought a sense of connection to my soul.

"You've swallowed my treasure like that! How are you going to compensate me?"

Luo Fan twitched his eye and tapped the sword with slight dissatisfaction.

To others, these words would sound like blatant boasting.

Trading a crystal for a spiritual treasure with a spiritual essence is a win-win situation no matter how you look at it.

At this moment, Ji Kun's gaze towards Luo Fan already faintly revealed a murderous intent.

"Junior brother, you're incredibly lucky."

Xiong Chumo looked at Luo Fan and blinked, "You'd better keep this safe, lest some people get so angry they vomit blood."

Lu Qingdai also covered her lips, her beautiful eyes sparkling with excitement.

Bai Jie looked at the sword in Luo Fan's hand, and then at his slightly silly smiling face.

The corners of her frozen lips curved upwards almost imperceptibly.

Only Ji Kun clenched his fists, trying his best to conceal the murderous intent and madness in his eyes.

"Junior Brother Luo, such a spiritual weapon is wasted in your hands."

He took a deep breath and held out his hand. "As long as you hand over the sword, you can name your price."

"really?"

Luo Fan seemed somewhat tempted.

Ji Kun was overjoyed, thinking there was hope, and immediately nodded, trying his best to maintain a calm smile.

"Of course it is true. As long as you are willing to part with it, I will certainly not treat you unfairly."

"Spirit stones, pills, cultivation techniques—I'll grant you anything you ask, Junior Brother."

Luo Fan stroked his chin, as if he was thinking seriously.

He looked up and gave Ji Kun an incredibly bright and sincere smile.

"Then my condition is..."

Seeing the expectation rising in Ji Kun's eyes, he smiled even more brightly.

"—I won't give it to you."

Three words, clear and resounding.

puff!

One of the disciples couldn't help but laugh out loud, then quickly covered his mouth.

Xiong Chumo burst out laughing, laughing uncontrollably.

She glanced at Ji Kun sideways, "They were just teasing you, and you actually took it seriously?!"

That's it?

The head disciple of the Deacon's Hall?

Ji Kun's fake smile froze, and his face turned from pale to red, then from red to black.

The veins on his forehead throbbed.

"Luo Fan!"

"You're asking for it!"

He could no longer contain his anger.

"Then let me see if this sword can unleash even a fraction of its power in your hands!"

Before he finished speaking, Ji Kun's five fingers formed a claw, aiming straight for Luo Fan's throat!

"Be careful!"

"You dare, you surnamed Ji!"

Xiong Chumo and Lu Qingdai exclaimed in surprise, and Bai Jie's eyes flashed with a cold light as she was about to make a move.

however!

Luo Fan didn't move at all.

The dark silver longsword in his hand broke free from Luo Fan's grasp and took the initiative to meet Ji Kun!

The speed was astonishing!

Clang—!

Ji Kun's claws gripped the sword, sparks flying.

The longsword remained motionless, but its blade vibrated, unleashing terrifying force!

"What?!"

Ji Kun felt an incomparably sharp sword energy rush into his body along his arm!

Bang!

He groaned, was thrown back by the force of the impact, and staggered several steps before regaining his footing.

Ji Kun's face turned deathly pale as he stared at the longsword whose tip was pointing at him, his eyes filled with horror.

This sword has only just regained some of its sentience, yet it can automatically protect its master, and its power is so terrifying!

The longsword repelled Ji Kun, then twirled in the air before flying back to Luo Fan's side.

Immediately afterwards, light flowed across the dark silver blade.

Three ancient, vigorous, and menacing characters emerged.

God-Slaying Sword!

The temperature in the corridor dropped a few degrees, and a chilling, murderous aura permeated the air.

Luo Fan gripped the sword hilt, pulled it from the ground, and examined it closely.

and many more?

Why does this name sound familiar?

Luo Fan's smile froze for a moment.

Some refined fragments of Mo Chen's memories surged up in his mind.

Could this be the most treasured artifact of the Temple of Godslaying, the peerless and deadly sword known as the Godslaying Sword?

This sword is Mo Chen's natal spiritual treasure, accompanying him through countless killings and drinking millions of lives, its ferocious power overwhelming!

What the hell!

Luo Fan's heart skipped a beat, and he almost dropped the sword in his hand.

How could such a deadly weapon be in the Sword Tomb Secret Realm of Peach Blossom Temple?

Luo Fan's mind raced, and he quickly grasped the key point.

The founding patriarch Tao Mian once joined forces with the Qingyun and Xuantian sects to fight that demon in the Burial Soul Abyss.

They ultimately perished together.

Mo Chen's remnant soul was entrusted to the Great Dao Furnace, becoming a weapon spirit, thus surviving for ten thousand years.

After refining this remnant soul, he learned many ancient secrets.

It is likely that this god-slaying sword fell into the hands of Peach Blossom Temple after that fierce battle, and was then suppressed in this sword tomb.

Over the years, its spirit became tarnished and turned into a rusty sword.

Only today, upon encountering the Sword Soul Crystal, has it regained some of its power.

Luo Fan gasped, feeling the dark silver longsword in his hand become incredibly hot.

This isn't some lucky find; it's a ticking time bomb!

It was a peerless weapon that stirred up a storm back then!

Luo Fan felt a tingling sensation on his scalp.

The furnace that the old man risked his life to obtain contained the remnant soul of Mo Chen.

The rusty sword he picked up at random turned out to be a god-slaying sword. Was he really that destined to meet this demon?

Luo Fan took a breath, regained his composure, and glanced at Ji Kun.

"Oh dear, Senior Brother Ji, I'm so sorry, this sword has a bit of a temper."

"Why don't you ask it again if it's willing to acknowledge you as its master?"

Luo Fan even handed the sword towards Ji Kun.

hum!

The God-Slaying Sword was pointed at Ji Kun, its killing intent chilling!

Ji Kun remained expressionless, but the hand behind his back made a creaking sound.

"Hey! Everyone saw it, it's not that I don't want to give it to you, it's that you don't want it."

"Let's go."

Luo Fan called out to Xiong Chumo and the others, and took the lead in walking towards the light door at the end of the corridor.

Ji Kun stood still, his eyes churning with dark energy.

"Hmph...we'll see!"

A sinister smile crept across his lips.

The sword intent enveloping him seemed to have lessened considerably.

As everyone watched, Ji Kun's walking became much easier.

Instead, he walked forward with a nonchalant air until he disappeared from their sight.