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The power of destiny swirled rapidly around the sword, eventually merging entirely into it.

At the same time, an aura of intelligence flowed through the sword.

Chen Yi was utterly astonished.

What happened?

Why does the power of destiny actively merge into the sword body?

The sword seems to be developing sentience!

How is that possible?

He's only in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage!

Even the most powerful artifact spirits can only be born at the Nascent Soul stage.

What's going on?

Finally, the sword fell silent, and its spiritual aura completely subsided.

Chen Yi also calmed down. If a sword-forging cultivator in the Foundation Establishment stage could develop sentience, that would be absurd.

However, this sword was ultimately strange, and there were too many things Chen Yi couldn't understand.

Sixty-four days later!

hum!

A silver sword light suddenly burst forth from the cauldron.

Chen Yi's divine sense stirred slightly!

Swish!

A long sword suddenly flew out, its blade three feet and six inches long, its entire body silvery white as snow, exuding a chilling aura.

Chen Yi raised his hand and summoned the longsword into his grasp.

Upon closer inspection, the sword light flowed, and the sword intent was profound; he was quite satisfied.

"Since you already have the name Xuanyuan, then let's continue to call you Xuanyuan Sword."

Chen Yi stood up, sword in hand, and could clearly feel the close connection between the Xuanyuan Sword and his primordial spirit.

He put the Xuanyuan Sword into his Qiankun Bag and stepped out of the stone chamber.

A figure came running from the foot of the mountain; it was Daoist Qingyuan.

"Young Master Chen, what kind of divine weapon did you forge? Why is it making such a commotion?"

"What's that noise?"

Chen Yi, inside the stone chamber, had no idea that the sword's cry had shocked the Qingcheng Holy Land.

Master Qingyuan explained the matter and said urgently:

"Bring me your divine weapon so I can take a look."

Swish!

With a thought, Chen Yi sent the Xuanyuan Sword flying out of his Qiankun Bag and into his hand.

He handed the sword to Qingyuan.

Qingyuan took the longsword and touched its blade. Instantly, a chilling and profound aura permeated his entire body, and a chaotic and ancient energy rushed towards him.

"What a fine sword! It's even comparable to my Senior Brother Qingxuan! Chen Shao is truly a peerless genius!"

He observed for a long time, his eyes filled with admiration.

Finally, he respectfully returned the sword to Chen Yi.

At this moment, two more people came up; they were Yu Cangran and Ye Shuang.

"Congratulations, Young Master Chen, on the successful forging of the divine weapon."

Yu Cangran said with a smile from afar.

Chen Yi looked over and found that Yu Cangran's aura had become dozens of times stronger.

He also said, "Young Master Yu has broken through to the Grandmaster level! Congratulations!"

Yu Cangran walked over, his face full of smiles.

"I have to thank Young Master Chen for the top-grade Qi-Nourishing Pill. Just one pill was enough to break through to the Grandmaster realm."

Then, he reached out and took the Xuanyuan Sword from Chen Yi's hand, examining it closely.

The more I look at it, the more shocked I become.

Chen Shao once said that his sword-forging ability was on par with his master's, which made Chen Shao angry, who said that Chen Shao was being arrogant.

But now it seems he's just as good as his master!

What exactly is this Chen Shao?

How can he be so versatile?

He is proficient in cultivation, alchemy, and sword forging!

"Young Master Chen's sword is truly a peerless divine weapon! I never imagined that Young Master Chen's sword-forging skills were so high!"

Yu Cangran said, handing the Xuanyuan Sword back to Chen Yi.

"Young Master Yu, you flatter me."

Chen Yi took the Xuanyuan Sword and put it into his Qiankun Bag.

Looking at Yu Cangran, he smiled and said, "I've been fasting for two months and I'm a little hungry. Young Master Yu, could you find me something to eat?"

"Let's go down the mountain, I'll keep Young Master Chen company with a good drink," Yu Cangran said cheerfully.

As the group headed towards the valley, Yu Cangran suddenly said:

"I almost forgot, my sister-in-law has been here for two days and has been staying on the mountain."

Chen Yi was delighted: "Then let's go find her and have dinner together."

He told Xu Linwei that he would forge the sword in two months, and Xu Linwei indeed came to pick him up two months later.

The group arrived at Songfengping, a place where lay Buddhists could stay temporarily for spiritual practice.

The rows of courtyards are neat and quiet.

Entering a small courtyard, Xu Linwei was sitting in a rattan chair with a laptop on the stone table in front of her.

Her hair covered half her face as her fingers flew across the keyboard.

"Lin Wei!"

Chen Yi called out.

Xu Linwei looked up, and her eyes immediately sparkled like stars.

"Honey, you're out of seclusion!"

She stood up, walked over gracefully, and smilingly took Chen Yi's arm.

"Um."

Chen Yi nodded, "You came so early, thank you for your hard work."

Xu Linwei said, "The company's first batch of products has been launched and the feedback has been excellent. There's not much to do for the time being. It's nice and quiet up in the mountains, so I can relax for a few days while waiting for you."

The group sat down around the stone table, and Ye Shuang went to arrange for some food to be served.

Xu Linwei said, "The company plans to expand the market to the north. I'll be going to Beijing in a couple of days to meet with some business partners."

"Okay, wherever you want to go, I'll go with you," Chen Yi nodded in response while eating.

Ye Shuang's eyes lit up with joy.

"Sister Wei, you're going to Beijing? That's great! I'm going back in the next couple of days too. Shall we go together?"

"Great! I was just worried about not having anyone to accompany me on the road," Xu Linwei said with a smile in her eyes as she linked arms with Ye Shuang.

"Senior Brother Yu, Senior Brother Yu, something terrible has happened!"

Just then, a voice suddenly shouted, and a young Taoist boy stumbled into the courtyard.

Yu Cangran looked up at the young Taoist, who was his junior brother Wu Cangyun.

He asked, "What happened?"

Wu Cangyun, panting heavily, said, "Go quickly and check on the West Guest Hall."

Several young men from an ancient martial arts family came and chatted with the young men from our Qingcheng Holy Land. They were so arrogant, saying that our Qingcheng Holy Land was all talk and no action.

Senior Brother Lin and Senior Brother Wang were both defeated by them.

"So arrogant. Let's go take a look."

Yu Cangran's face darkened, and he suddenly stood up and said.

Turning to Chen Yi, he said, "Young Master Chen, let's go take a look together."

"Okay, wait until I finish eating."

Chen Yi ate a couple of mouthfuls of rice, put down his chopsticks, and stood up.

The group went out and followed Wu Cangyun toward the west guest hall.

The West Guest Hall, located to the west of the Sanqing Hall, is a special place for receiving distinguished guests at the Qingcheng Holy Land.

At this moment, the square was crowded with people standing in two groups.

The hundred or so people on the west side were all disciples of the Qingcheng Holy Land.

There were more than ten people on the east side, each holding a sword.

In the middle stands a high platform, on which a young man in blue robes stands proudly.

He was stepping on a young man whose face was deathly pale and whose Taoist robe was stained red with blood.

"Hahaha! The Qingcheng Holy Land was once renowned, but today it seems it's nothing special. The younger generation is utter trash!"

The young man in blue burst into loud laughter, displaying extreme arrogance.

The disciples of Qingcheng Holy Land were filled with rage.

"Damn it, isn't there anyone who can do something about him?"

"He is at the peak of the Transformation Realm. There are only two people under the age of thirty-five in the Qingcheng Holy Land, and they both lost to him."

"Where's Senior Brother Yu? Didn't he break through to Grandmaster? Quickly, call him over!"

"Who knows? We haven't found it yet."

……

The young man in blue became even more arrogant.

"Today we chose the Qingcheng Sacred Ground, tomorrow we'll choose the Qingxu Sacred Ground and the Kongming Sacred Ground, so you'll know that before my ancient martial arts family, you mortal martial artists are nothing but ants! Hahaha!"

boom!

Tian Shijing kicked out, sending the Taoist-robed youth flying and crashing heavily onto the plaza.

"Senior Brother Lin!"

Several Qingcheng disciples quickly helped him up and carried him away for treatment.

Splash...

"Brother Tian is awesome!"

A dozen or so young people from ancient martial arts families clapped and cheered loudly.

Tian Shijing looked around arrogantly, full of self-importance.

"Tian Shijing, stop being so arrogant!"

Just then, a furious shout rang out, and a figure leaped onto the arena.

When everyone looked over, they found it was a Taoist nun.

With his head topped in a primordial bun and his feet shod in cloud-climbing boots, his dark blue Taoist robe fluttered in the wind, and his tall figure stood like a mountain.

"It's... Senior Sister Canglan!"

"Senior Sister Canglan has been in seclusion for three years. When will she emerge?"

"Senior Sister Canglan was already at the peak of the Transformation Realm three years ago; teaching that arrogant brat a lesson would be a piece of cake!"

"Our sacred land of Qingcheng is full of hidden talents, go for it, Senior Sister Canglan!"

……

The disciples of Qingcheng Holy Land were excited and shouted in unison.

Tian Shijing looked over.

The nun appeared to be around thirty years old, with a slender yet strong figure, fair and firm skin, and delicate and elegant features.

With a grin, he said, "The Holy Land of Qingcheng still has such a pretty young Taoist nun. It's a real pity she's become a nun. Why don't you come back to the Tian family with me? I guarantee you'll enjoy all the pleasures of the world!"

"Shameless scoundrel!"

Enraged, Zhen Canglan lightly touched the ground with his toes, his figure suddenly gliding out, and struck Tian Shijing with a palm.

Qingcheng Pine Breeze Palm!

The palm strike was gentle, yet contained a surging power.

They swept away Tian Shijing...

……