Enduring humiliation for three years, seizing the elixir, the treasure, and the holy maiden.

Yun'er's little face was already pressed against his neck.

The large robe slipped down from his shoulders.

A warm curve, just like that, flowed into Chen Shiqiang's arms.

Chen Shiqiang's mind went blank for a moment.

That hesitation, that worry, that frustration.

Everything was smashed to pieces by that one blow.

A pair of soft, jade-like arms tightly wrapped around his neck.

Chen Shiqiang was panting heavily.

In my heart, the scales have finally tipped.

I've figured it out.

For Yun'er.

This Luoyun Sect must not be allowed to remain.

We absolutely cannot stay here and wait to die.

That creaking old wooden couch.

Slowly, it began to shake.

The withered leaf outside the window was swept away by the wind again.

...

The black mist rising from the bottom of the sinkhole was exceptionally thick tonight.

The light was so thick that even the lights on the top floor of Qinghuan Pavilion, which burned all night, shone with a hazy red hue.

Ying Ning'er pushed open the ebony door.

Upon entering the house.

Her legs then felt a little weak.

The blue robe was already soaked through with sweat and clung to his body.

It outlines a undulating curve.

Ying Ning'er bit her lip.

Step by step, they moved to the door of the innermost room.

The door was closed.

A restriction was placed on the door.

It has a faint, watery sheen.

She reached out her hand, intending to push.

The door, however, remained completely still.

I can't get in.

Ying Ning'er's body went limp.

I slid down onto the door frame.

That maddening fire flared up again.

In waves, it burrowed from the dantian into every part of the body.

She was burning up, and her whole body felt hot.

The slave mark on his lower abdomen, echoing the fire, radiated a hint of alluring coolness.

She could only curl up in the shadows of the corner.

Gritting my teeth, I endured it.

and so on.

Su Chen came out of that room.

Her mind was in turmoil.

I don't know how long they endured this suffering.

...

Inside that room that was under a restriction.

Su Chen sat cross-legged.

Before my eyes, the calligraphy brush hangs suspended in mid-air.

The patterns on the brush handle are sometimes bright, sometimes dark.

Su Chen was surrounded by wisps of ferocious, purplish-black flames.

Indeed, it is the power of heavenly tribulation.

Refine a supreme treasure left behind by an ancient cultivator.

Ordinary cultivators wouldn't even dream of it without months of hard work.

Such ancient treasures are extremely difficult to identify as their owners.

A trace of the original owner's will still remain in that pen holder.

Very arrogant.

Time and again, it backfired on Su Chen's consciousness.

But Su Chen refused to use the usual methods.

He channeled the power of the heavenly tribulation, strand by strand, into the penholder.

The power of heavenly tribulation.

The most domineering force in the world.

Bring it here and tame this unruly ancient treasure.

It couldn't be more perfect.

The last vestige of will within that pen was worn down again and again by the power of this heavenly tribulation.

First, there was a struggle.

Then came the trembling.

to the end.

It gradually melted away.

hum.

The pen trembled slightly.

Su Chen's mind suddenly connected with the pen.

It became.

The refining process is complete.

In just a few hours.

Su Chen actually managed to refine this treasure into his own natal magic weapon.

And at the very moment the refining was successful.

A surge of profound information flooded into Su Chen's mind.

How to use this pen.

Su Chen understood.

Su Chen's eyes lit up.

He has now reached the Refinement of Emptiness stage.

The Refinement of Emptiness realm is worlds apart from the Nascent Soul and Deity Transformation realms.

That's the level we've reached.

Cultivators can then rely on the power of the laws they have mastered.

Go create, go refine, go comprehend.

It is a unique skill, belonging solely to oneself.

Su Chen closed his eyes.

It was the little bit of wealth he had accumulated over the years, after facing countless life-or-death situations.

The laws of space.

The sharpness of that flawless sword embryo.

That body possessed an unreasonable, heavenly tribulation power.

They were all pulled out.

It slowly melted into that pen.

A stick of incense.

Two incense sticks.

On the handle of that pen.

Originally, those obscure patterns of the Great Dao.

Slowly, things changed.

More marks appeared, each one belonging only to Su Chen.

Su Chen opened his eyes.

Fingertips held that pen.

He stroked the penholder for a moment.

"Then I'll call you."

"The Spring and Autumn Annals's Guide to Overcoming Adversity"

Su Chen's lips curled up slightly.

Once the pen was forged, he went all out and even managed to condense the two supernatural powers he had created.

The first course.

Su Chen's mind stirred.

The pen tip made a fleeting, indistinct stroke in mid-air.

In mid-air, a black "斩" (slash) character actually appeared out of thin air.

That character "斩" (zhǎn) means "to cut off" or "to complete".

A sword aura shot out from the tip of the pen.

This sword energy contained the ferocity of a heavenly tribulation.

It incorporates the strangeness of space.

It also incorporated the flawless sword embryo's power to cut through anything.

Su Chen gave it a name.

The judge's stroke of the pen.

Ordinary cultivators at the Void Refinement stage would not even consider blocking it.

Even a slight touch would likely shatter one's very soul.

If you use your full strength.

That sword energy could even tear through the void.

From that crack, a deep, dark galaxy was drawn out.

It sucked the enemy in, body and soul.

Seal it up.

The second supernatural power.

That was what truly stirred Su Chen's heart.

After merging with the laws of space, he vaguely touched upon the threshold of spacetime.

Su Chen called this supernatural power.

cause and effect.

With a prompting, it can happen in an instant.

Forcibly, he put his own body in place.

Turn it back to how it looked a moment before an incense stick burned.

It sounds like nothing special.

But the horror of it all lies within.

Su Chen knew it all too well.

If so, you are trapped.

If so, he would be mortally wounded.

There is only this one cause and effect.

This would allow Su Chen to instantly return to the state before he was injured and trapped.

There is no single supernatural power in the world that can save your life.

None of them can compare to this.

Although, we can only recall the time it took to burn an incense stick.

But based on this point alone...

Su Chen had anticipated this.

Within the Void Refinement Realm, there is probably no other cultivator who can come up with a more life-saving method than this.

And with his current Void Refinement cultivation level.

After a battle of wits...

This cause and effect is enough for him to activate it two or three times.

Su Chen tucked the pen into his brow.

The worry that had been hanging over me finally subsided.

A cultivator above the Refinement of Emptiness level.

Su Chen, those who know him, there are only two in total.

One, Master Hongfu.

One of them was his own good master, Li Changfeng.

Apart from these two.

Looking at the entire human world.

The remaining cultivators at the Void Refinement stage.

It's likely that there's not a single person who can withstand his two supernatural powers.

Su Chen, it's almost certain.

Now, myself.

He is already the number one person in the Refinement of Void Realm.

Thinking about it that way...

Su Chen had even less reason to be wary of Lu Yao and Xue Sha Zi.

Let them do whatever shady things they want in private.

As long as you don't bump into his pen.

...

Su Chen reached out and brushed away the restriction on the door.

The door creaked open.

A rich, sweet fragrance wafted towards me.

...