A Thousand Years of Immortal Dreams

When Cao Wang opened his eyes, it was already broad daylight.

He dared not delay and immediately walked out of the room to greet the rising sun.

As the sun rose in the east, he began cultivating the Primordial Sword Manual.

Currently, the body tempering realm has been reached, and the body has reached a level where it can accommodate sword essence.

Through his cultivation over the past few days, he vaguely felt that he had touched the threshold of being able to condense sword essence.

It feels like thin water starting to become sticky, and the next step is to solidify and take shape.

At that time, the sword essence formed solely from spiritual energy will be enough to achieve the effect of any basic spell, and not just a single one.

As Cao Wang's cultivation level increases, the amount of sword energy condensed within his body will also increase.

When the time comes, a single burst of fire will be comparable to a Gatling gun.

The freshness of the morning sun gradually faded, replaced by the blazing sun about to rise, bringing a sweltering heat.

Cao Wang suddenly opened his eyes and casually released a wisp of spiritual energy towards a boulder in the distance.

The next moment, Cao Wang could clearly feel that the spiritual power coming out of his dantian, passing through the meridians of the Primordial Sword Codex, was emitted from his fingers, and instantly formed a sword-shaped spiritual power visible to the naked eye after leaving his body. This was the sword essence described in the Primordial Sword Codex.

With a loud "boom," the surface of the distant boulder was struck by a powerful attack.

With a slight explosion, a fist-sized gash was blasted open on the surface of the boulder, extending about three or four centimeters into the rock.

Upon seeing such destructive power, Cao Wang immediately showed a look of surprise and delight.

Then, he strode to the boulder, slowly running his fingers along the broken patterns. His fingers trembled slightly as he murmured, "Success! I actually condensed sword energy! I succeeded! Hahaha..."

As the sun rose, many outer disciples were cultivating. Upon hearing Cao Wang's laughter, they immediately cast puzzled glances at him.

Cao Wang shrank back and immediately fled back to his house.

He's really tired these past two days and doesn't plan to go to Wangyue Peak or Hongluan Peak.

With Hua Wujiu's situation temporarily resolved, Cao Wang's next goal was to diligently cultivate the Primordial Sword Manual.

He then immediately went outside, intending to cut down a few large trees to build himself a sturdy bed.

Just then, Jiao San Niang arrived with her entourage.

Cao Wang suddenly felt his legs go weak. Why did they come looking for him when he wasn't planning to go after them?

Upon seeing this, Cao Wang immediately stood up to greet him: "Greetings, Grand Elder. May I ask what brings you here?"

Because there were other disciples around, Cao Wang immediately knelt down to greet them according to etiquette.

Jiao San Niang said expressionlessly:

"A few days ago, you won the outer sect competition and were rewarded with a low-grade magic weapon, the Cold Light Sword. However, this magic weapon was snatched away by three inner sect disciples, including Wang Long."

Now that these three have perished and their whereabouts are unknown, the sect, upon hearing of this, has specially compensated you with a low-grade magic artifact.

As she spoke, Jiao San Niang took out an exquisite box, which Tao Yao Yao immediately took and walked to Cao Wang.

"Thank you, Elder, and thank you, Sect Master, for your generous gift."

Cao Wang was overjoyed and quickly kowtowed to express his gratitude.

Then he looked up and met Tao Yaoyao's alluring gaze.

This girl actually managed to keep him in bed last night.

At this moment, she handed over the box, casually touched Cao Wang's right hand, gave him a flirtatious wink, and then turned and left.

Without saying much, Jiao San Niang immediately left with her people after delivering the goods.

After Jiao San Niang left, the others immediately surrounded her with envy and jealousy.

"Senior Brother Cao, could you allow me to take a look at the magic artifact?"

Everyone stared greedily at the box and asked eagerly.

"Yes, yes! Senior Brother Cao, let us see what this magic weapon looks like. None of us brothers have ever seen a magic weapon before."

"Go! Go! Go!"

Cao Wang waved his hand impatiently, shooing everyone away.

Wealth should not be flaunted. I've already been robbed by Wang Long before. Now that so many people have seen it, who can guarantee that these guys won't knock on my door in the middle of the night and snatch me away?

Thinking of this, Cao Wang immediately abandoned the idea of ​​getting a comfortable bed, because staying here was far too dangerous.

After a moment's thought, Cao Wang left hastily without even having time to examine the appearance and power of the magical artifact.

Then, just as Jiao San Niang and the others returned to Hong Luan Peak, Cao Wang arrived.

Upon seeing Cao Wang, Jiao San Niang immediately changed her expression, smiling and asking curiously:

"What brings you here, kid?"

I heard you were locked in a fierce battle at Leng Yue's place all night last night. Do you still dare to come here today?

Cao Wang immediately showed a look of fear and waved his hands repeatedly, saying:

"Master, please spare your disciple. The intense battle is truly too much for me to handle."

Jiao San Niang chuckled: "Just kidding, you actually took it seriously."

As I said before, even though you're like leeks, I can't kill you all at once. I have to harvest you one crop after another so that it can last a long time.

He then asked, "By the way, is there anything else you wanted to do by following me here?"

Cao Wang immediately voiced his concerns: "Master, after you left, all the other disciples living nearby gathered around, wanting to see my magic weapon."

This immediately made me feel that living there was not safe at all. Who could guarantee that those guys wouldn't knock on the door at night, chop off my head, and steal my magical artifacts?

So I've come to you now because I want my master to arrange a safe and secluded place for me."

Jiao San Niang nodded in agreement: "That's right, it's a mixed bag there, with all sorts of people from all walks of life. There are too many people who are greedy for money, so no one can guarantee anything."

However, finding a safe and quiet place is probably not easy, because your request is limited to the outer gate and doesn't allow entry into the inner gate, so this is somewhat difficult.

Just then, Tao Yaoyao suddenly said, "There are quiet and safe places, but the environment isn't great, and the living conditions are rather harsh. I don't know if you can handle it."

Cao Wang was immediately delighted: "As long as it's safe and quiet, I don't have any requirements for living conditions."

In the Blissful Sect, personal safety is the primary concern; everything else is secondary.

Tao Yaoyao turned to Jiao Sanniang and said, "Why doesn't the Grand Elder send him to the abandoned Pill Pavilion below Pill Peak?"

Jiao Sanniang frowned, saying with some concern, "The underground fire there, if left for too long, will cause cultivators indelible fire poison injuries. I'm afraid that's not appropriate, is it?"

Tao Yaoyao pouted and didn't say anything.

But this aroused Cao Wang's curiosity, and he quickly asked:

"Master, what kind of place is this Abandoned Pill Pavilion?"

Tao Yaoyao, who was standing nearby, immediately explained: "The Waste Pill Pavilion is located below Pill Peak, where the waste pill slag that Pill Peak dumps down from the mountaintop every day is piled up."

However, there is a vein of earth fire there, used to burn these waste pill furnace slag.

Earth fire possesses potent fire toxicity, which, over time, will accumulate in your body, becoming extremely difficult to remove and posing a significant disadvantage.

The sect disciples stationed there are rotated every three months to prevent them from being contaminated by the fire poison.

Upon hearing this, Cao Wang's eyes lit up.

Fire poison?

Isn't this also a variant of energy?

I wonder if the Hundred Immortal Artifacts can devour it?

If possible, this place would be perfect for me.

Then Cao Wang suddenly raised his head and said to Jiao San Niang:

"Master, please let me try. If it doesn't work, I'll come back."