Mortal: Fifteenth Realm Sword Cultivator

Chapter 100 Golden Core Perfection

"Okay, okay, I was just kidding. Our little Wang Ning is naturally beautiful, how could she become ugly?"

Xin Ruyin glanced almost imperceptibly in the direction of the alchemy room.

Maybe there will be good news when you come back from Kuixing Island?

Inside the weapon-refining room.

Yan Ruyan opened her mouth, and crimson flames shot out onto a small, exquisite, pale purple sword shaped like a feather in front of her.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. Refining her natal magic weapon had taken a great deal of mental effort, especially since this "Phoenix Feather Sword" was made by combining secret techniques with the weapon-refining insights provided by Xin Ruyin. Every step required utmost care.

The small sword bobbed and swayed in the flames, with glittering green water appearing on its surface.

When Yan Family Fort was merged into Ghost Spirit Sect, someone forcibly paved the way for her and arranged for the forging of a natal magic weapon specifically designed to assist in trapping enemies and to be used in conjunction with Wang Chan.

However, after "encountering" Lu Jianghe in the Tiannan region, her mindset has been transformed under his influence.

Yan Ruyan abandoned her previous plans and devoted herself to refining this flying sword.

This magical artifact is extraordinary. Once refined to perfection, when used in conjunction with the Sword Shadow Splitting Light Technique, it is like countless phoenix feathers, incredibly fast and extremely effective at piercing armor, specifically designed to counter the spiritual energy shields of cultivators.

Yan Ruyan stared at the sword, and the flowing light on its surface finally stabilized completely, without any fluctuations, like a frozen pool of clear water, exuding a sharp aura that made one's heart tremble.

She knew that the Phoenix Feather Sword, which had taken countless efforts to forge, was finally initially completed.

The shape and radiance of this magical artifact exuded an unusual and eerie quality; it was neither gold nor jade, but shaped like a phoenix feather.

In the cultivation world, there's a saying: "The stranger the magic weapon, the faster you die."

This refers to magical artifacts with overly unusual forms or unorthodox powers, which are often accompanied by limited functionality or restrictions on use.

However, Yan Ruyan's eyes only showed joy and determination.

She knew the power of this sword well. Once it was unleashed, ordinary cultivators, without a high-quality protective magic weapon or special defensive divine power, would probably not even have time to react and would be riddled with holes by the sky full of green light in an instant.

Several days later, Yan Ruyan focused intently on nurturing and refining the sword with her own inner fire, ensuring that the sword's spiritual light was fully contained within and perfectly integrated with her own aura, without any further obstruction.

Only when the emerald light of the water completely subsided, transforming into a deep emerald green within the sword's blade, did she slightly open her lips and let out a soft shout.

"receive!"

The small sword transformed into a streak of light and disappeared into his mouth.

As soon as it entered the dantian, it was like a weary bird returning to its nest, naturally and slowly swirling around the inner core within the body.

He felt his natal magic weapon resting peacefully in his dantian.

Yan Ruyan finally let out a long sigh of relief.

Stepping out of the weapon-refining room, a mountain breeze swept by, lifting strands of hair from her temples and blowing her robes to one side, making the already stunningly beautiful woman's curves even more apparent.

Sensing that the spiritual energy fluctuations coming from the direction of the weapon refining room were gradually subsiding, Xin Ruyin put down the array plate in her hand and walked over.

Stepping into the courtyard, one sees Yan Ruyan standing alone in the wind, her aura harmonious and restrained yet radiant, a hint of weariness between her brows, yet unable to conceal the relief deep in her eyes.

Xin Ruyin knew at a glance that she had successfully crafted her natal magic weapon.

Xin Ruyin's lips curled slightly, about to offer her congratulations, but Yan Ruyan turned around first, her eyes bright, "The little girl is here again?"

"She's become increasingly unruly. This time, she came to pester us to go with her to Kui Xing Island to watch the so-called 'Demon-Suppressing Ceremony.' I declined, citing the need to look after the cave and your seclusion."

Looking at Yan Ruyan's expression, she added, "You just refined a magic weapon, and your mental energy was greatly depleted. You need to rest and consolidate it."

The latter gazed at the flowing clouds beyond the barrier in the distance, remained silent for a moment, and then slowly said, "Little one, she looks innocent and carefree, but her mind is not necessarily shallow. She has been influenced by her parents from a young age, and has probably learned most of the Miaoyin Sect's methods of cultivating relationships. Her invitation today may not be entirely out of playfulness; perhaps she also has some intention of maintaining the relationship between her parents."

Xin Ruyin nodded gently and sighed, "Little Wang Ning is very clever, with a naturally sharp mind. I just hope that she won't become like her parents, always prioritizing self-interest and losing her true self."

Yan Ruyan chuckled softly, "But then again, in the cultivation world, without a strong will and composure, one's path to immortality will likely be fraught with obstacles. As outsiders, we shouldn't expect or demand anything of her. After all, the young lady's parents are alive and well, and she manages the vast foundation of the Miaoyin Sect, so resources are plentiful. Even if her aptitude isn't top-tier, ensuring she reaches the Core Formation stage shouldn't be too difficult."

Suddenly, he noticed that Xin Ruyin's aura was almost that of a pseudo-core cultivator, which surprised him slightly.

It should be noted that Xin Ruyin has climbed from the Qi Refining stage to the late Foundation Establishment stage in the past twenty years. Her speed is quite fast, and her cultivation is not much slower than that of a cultivator with a Heavenly Spiritual Root.

Unable to contain her curiosity, she asked, "Little sister, could it be that you also possess the aptitude of a Heavenly Spiritual Root?"

Xin Ruyin gently shook her head and said, "I have dual spiritual roots."

Upon hearing this answer, Yan Ruyan couldn't help but look surprised.

This was the first time she had ever seen a cultivator with dual spiritual roots cultivate at such a rapid pace.

Xin Ruyin explained softly, "I originally had the Dragon Roar Physique, a condition that is incurable for women. Before meeting Senior Lu, I struggled to reach the Qi Refining stage, and even the Foundation Establishment stage was far away. I almost exhausted all my energy. If Senior Lu hadn't cured me, with my physique, I probably wouldn't have lived to this age, let alone been able to cultivate steadily to the late Foundation Establishment stage."

Yan Ruyan let out a soft "oh" in realization, and the fog in her heart dissipated.

A man's pulse and a woman's appearance, a dragon's roar—so that's how it is.

Her mind raced with thoughts as she secretly pondered.

Although the Dragon Roar Body was completely cured, it is likely that in the process, more or less, a trace of the purest Yang essence was preserved as a blessing in disguise.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why Xin Ruyin, who possesses dual spiritual roots, could cultivate at such an astonishing speed.

In the world of cultivation, spiritual root aptitude is certainly a basic requirement for cultivation, but the value and potential of certain rare physiques nurtured by heaven and earth far surpass the mere quality of spiritual roots.

These special physical constitutions often contain indescribable mysteries, which can endow cultivators with talents or supernatural abilities far beyond those of ordinary people.

Some are so extraordinary and terrifying that they can even surpass the Heavenly Spiritual Root.

It is no exaggeration to say that he is regarded as a favorite of the Great Dao, and that his cultivation will be guaranteed to be smooth and unimpeded until he reaches the Nascent Soul stage.

Yan Ruyan sighed softly, her tone filled with sorrow, "Senior Lu has been in seclusion for nearly twenty years, and even the Yin God has not reappeared for more than ten years. It has been so long, I really don't know when he will emerge from seclusion."

Upon hearing this, Xin Ruyin smiled brightly, seemingly dispelling some of the gloom. "Don't overthink it. I have a feeling it's coming soon. It's strange, really. When that girl Wang Ning was here, she was always chattering away, which was quite annoying. But now that she's gone, the cave has suddenly become quiet, which makes one feel a little melancholy."

Life can get boring after a while, that's human nature.

Human pleasures are like drinking wine; they often vanish upon waking and are extremely difficult to hold onto.

Disappointment, however, is like bitter tea; it often has the chance to turn bitter into sweet, making one cherish it all the more.

Life is mundane, like drinking water—it doesn't taste like much, but you have to drink it every day; you can't go without it.

Yan Ruyan's emotions rose and fell quickly, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"With your current solid foundation, sister, you're not far from reaching the peak of the False Core Formation stage. It's time to start preparing for Core Formation. Over the years, I've traveled to and from the Myriad Sounds Sect and learned that there's a kind of Dust-Clearing Pill in the Chaotic Star Sea," this pill is said to increase a cultivator's chances of forming a Core by 10-20%.

Xin Ruyin chuckled and said, "I'm not in a hurry. I feel like I've hit a bottleneck, and I'm afraid I won't reach the Pseudo-Core Realm for several years."

Yan Ruyan said, "It's alright, but we should still plan ahead for the Dust-Clearing Pill. If Wang Ning from the Miaoyin Sect knows that it's to help you form your core, she will definitely do her best to help."

Xin Ruyin's eyes flickered slightly. "A pill that can increase a cultivator's chances of successfully forming their core must be extremely precious. Generally speaking, it cannot be bought with spirit stones."

Yan Ruyan smiled and said, "Although this kind of pill is rare and precious, for a trading organization like Miaoyin Sect, whether it's buying or exchanging, they can get one or two if they want to."

Xin Ruyin suddenly fell silent, clasped her hands at her sides, and performed a curtsy.

Only then did Yan Ruyan belatedly realize what was happening, and she abruptly turned around and turned her head away.

Lu Jianghe had quietly appeared under the corridor at some unknown time.

It was no longer the ethereal, elusive spirit of flowing ink, but the true, tangible self.

Just standing there, one exudes a sense of ethereal unity, like a majestic mountain, dignified and imposing, standing firm and unmoving, supporting a world, and captivating the soul.

Even without saying a word, it can put people at ease.

Yan Ruyan couldn't hide her joy, but she realized in an instant that she had lost her composure. She hurriedly composed herself, and respectfully raised her hands in a bow.

Lu Jianghe nodded to the two of them and said in a calm voice, "Twenty years is but a blink of an eye."

Xin Ruyin asked softly, "Senior Lu, have you emerged from seclusion?"

Lu Jianghe chuckled lightly, "Although it's somewhat different from what I expected, it's still within my expectations."

As soon as the words were spoken, Yan Ruyan and Xin Ruyin felt a sudden release of tension in their hearts almost simultaneously.

I'm afraid he might casually say something like, "I'll be going into seclusion for another few decades."

"The spiritual energy here has misled me greatly."

Suddenly a sound rang out.

The two women looked in the direction of the voice and saw another "Senior Lu" appear in the courtyard.

The two of them froze on the spot, their eyes scanning back and forth between the two figures who were almost identical in shape and appearance, not knowing where to look.

Unlike the previous Yin God whose ink-wash style was unpredictable and whose appearance was constantly changing, these two before us were exactly the same!

However, the two women could clearly sense that the tone of voice of this newly appeared "Senior Lu" was closer to that of the previous Yin God.

His tone and voice were clear and cold, like the sound of a spring, devoid of any worldly concerns or emotional fluctuations.

Lu Jianghe asked himself and answered, "There are losses and gains. At the Sword Qi Great Wall, there is no Golden Core Realm with a lifespan of a thousand years."

The Yin God said indifferently, "Rules and regulations, barriers to the Great Dao, are not inherently flawed in this world. Why then do we need stones from other mountains to polish our jade?"

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