A Mortal's Journey to Immortality: Starting as a Sword-Forging Servant and Ascending to Immorta

Zhou Lingxuan jumped into the pit, and as soon as his shoes touched the scorched earth, residual electric light shot up his trouser leg.

Snapped!

My calf went numb instantly.

He quickly stopped, not daring to touch Lei Yang directly.

The thunder had just ceased, but the soil in the pit still carried the force of the lightning.

Lei Yang lay in the center, his chest not rising and falling noticeably, and his rolled-up eyes did not fall back down. Only his right leg twitched every few breaths.

"Lei Yang?"

Zhou Lingxuan called out.

no response.

"You brat, say something if you hear me."

Lei Yang opened his mouth and spat out another glob of white foam.

Zhou Lingxuan stared at it for a long time, feeling even more uncertain.

Foaming at the mouth doesn't necessarily mean someone is still alive. That lightning bolt just now melted even an iron sword; how could a flesh-and-blood body possibly withstand such a strike?

But Lei Yang's leg was still twitching.

Is it alive, or just a remnant of lightning?

Zhou Lingxuan plucked a dry branch from the edge of the pit and carefully held it below Lei Yang's nose. The branch paused for a few moments, then swayed gently twice.

It's gassy.

His breathing was weak, but not stopped.

Zhou Lingxuan was still not at ease, so he leaned down and put his ear close to Lei Yang's chest.

thump.

A moment later.

thump.

The heartbeat was slow, but strong.

"Are they really alive?"

He raised his head, looked at the dispersed clouds, and then looked down at the blackened boy in the pit.

Zhou Lingxuan felt it wasn't safe enough, so he picked up a piece of gravel and gently tapped it on the sole of Lei Yang's foot.

Lei Yang's toes suddenly curled up, and his right leg sprang up, almost kicking him in the chin.

"Okay, he's definitely not dead."

Zhou Lingxuan dodged the kick, and his tense shoulders and back finally relaxed.

Immediately, a surge of anger rose up again.

"I told you not to practice recklessly, but I didn't tell you to stab God with a sword."

"You really don't discriminate against your opponents."

"Not even at the Body Tempering stage yet, and already fighting with heavenly lightning. What, don't you have enough enemies on earth, want to add another one in the sky?"

Lei Yang, of course, couldn't reply to him.

The boy lay in the pit with his head tilted to one side, his hair standing on end, and white foam flowing down his chin.

His miserable state made it impossible for anyone to believe he was still breathing.

After confirming it three times, Zhou Lingxuan squatted down and reached out to press his hand against Lei Yang's neck.

The moment the fingertip touched the black shell, a purple arc of electricity suddenly shot out.

Snapped!

Zhou Lingxuan's entire arm went numb instantly, his five fingers spread open uncontrollably, and his scalp tingled.

"Is it still leaking electricity?"

He shook his hands a few times, and the true energy in his dantian circulated along his meridians, quickly suppressing the numbness.

The residual lightning energy on Lei Yang's body wasn't strong enough to harm a cultivator at the third stage of Qi Refining, but it was still quite unpleasant to be touched.

Zhou Lingxuan changed his position and pressed down on Lei Yang's neck again.

The pulse is clear.

And the faster they jumped, the faster they got.

In just over ten breaths, the previously slow pulse had returned to normal. Each beat propelled blood and energy throughout the body.

The more Zhou Lingxuan touched it, the stranger it seemed.

Lei Yang's skin was covered with a thick layer of black hard shell, which felt dry, rough, and cracked.

But his pulse was too strong; there was no sign of serious injury or death.

"With the outside burned like this, how can the inside be alright?"

Zhou Lingxuan stretched out his thumb and rubbed it hard on Lei Yang's arm.

Click.

A small piece of black shell fell off.

The exposed skin underneath was completely smooth, without even a burn.

Zhou Lingxuan stopped moving.

He moved to a different spot and scratched Lei Yang's shoulder a few times, causing more black debris to fall off, revealing that there were still no wounds.

This layer of material is not charred flesh from being struck by lightning at all.

Zhou Lingxuan picked up a piece of crumb, brought it close, and smelled it.

It smelled fishy, ​​foul, and mixed with the stench of blood.

It was similar to the impurities that were expelled from his body when he used the Heaven-Forging Hammer to temper his physical body.

"You got struck by lightning, and you even had your marrow cleansed in the process?"

Zhou Lingxuan looked down at the unconscious Lei Yang, and it took him a long time to recover.

When the lightning struck, he was knocked down by the shockwave even though he was just a short distance from an earthen wall. His iron sword melted into molten iron, and a large crater was blasted into the ground in the courtyard.

With such power, it could even kill a Qi Refining cultivator.

Lei Yang endured it all with his bare body. Now, all those dark things outside were actually filth expelled from his flesh and bones.

Outrageous.

Zhou Lingxuan circulated his true energy, separating a strand and probing into Lei Yang's arm through his palm.

As soon as the meridian was entered, his brow twitched.

Everything went too smoothly.

A few days ago, when he examined Lei Yang's body, although the boy's meridians had been repaired by two pills, he still had several old injuries.

Those wounds came from five years of fleeing.

Blade energy, sword energy, poison, and the tears caused by forced sword practice. Pills have healed most of it, but the remaining damage has sunk deep into the meridians, making it difficult to remove in a short time.

But now, it's all gone.

Zhou Lingxuan controlled his true energy to circulate within Lei Yang's body.

The muscles in his shoulder, which had been repeatedly strained by the heavy sword, had fully recovered.

The previously misaligned lumbar vertebrae have been corrected.

The stagnant blood that had accumulated in the lungs for many years was also expelled.

Even the smallest wounds in the meridians were forcibly cleared by the lightning. The inner walls of the meridians were more resilient and wider than they had been a few days ago.

Zhou Lingxuan then probed his true energy into Lei Yang's chest and abdomen.

A small amount of lightning energy still circulates within the body.

The lightning didn't continue to damage flesh and blood; instead, it caused the surrounding muscles to tighten and then slowly relax wherever it passed. Lei Yang's body was adapting and repairing itself, requiring no external force whatsoever.

Zhou Lingxuan withdrew his hand, sat at the bottom of the pit, and remained silent for a long time.

In order to restore his old bones, he consumed waste pills, absorbed spiritual power, and smashed himself with the Heaven-Forging Hammer, while also risking his body going out of control through repeated adjustments.

Lei Yang is doing well.

Practicing swordsmanship attracted a bolt of lightning.

He fainted.

When he woke up, all the hidden injuries from the past five years were gone, and his physical body had been tempered anew by the heavenly lightning.

"Is this what genius is?"

Zhou Lingxuan reached out and patted Lei Yang's dark face.

"This is no longer under the jurisdiction of geniuses."

"You are under the jurisdiction of the demons."

Several pieces of black skin were slapped off Lei Yang's face, but he still didn't wake up.

Zhou Lingxuan grew angrier the more he looked at it.

I spent a hundred years working to obtain the Heaven-Forging Hammer, and this kid can stir up the wind and thunder of heaven and earth by just waving a tree branch around for half a month.

Fortunately, this monster is now lying in the ruined hall.

If Lei Yang were found by the Lei family's enemies before he could fully develop, his talent would become a death sentence.

Zhou Lingxuan reached out and grabbed Lei Yang's shoulder, preparing to drag him out of the pit first.

Just as he turned around, a bolt of lightning suddenly shot out from the twisted iron block beside him.

laugh!

The electric arc shot out half a foot close to the ground before quickly retracting.

Zhou Lingxuan stopped moving.

Lei Yang has confirmed that everything is alright; the real trouble seems to lie over there.

He put Lei Yang back where he was and squatted down in front of the iron block.

The original iron sword has completely lost its sword shape.

The sword melted from the heat, and the hilt twisted as well. All the molten iron fell to the bottom of the pit and solidified into a long, uneven block. The surface was full of holes, and in some places, sand and gravel had even mixed in.

In a typical blacksmith's shop, this thing would only need to be melted down.

Zhou Lingxuan did not immediately reach out.

He released his true energy to probe from a distance of half a foot.

The moment the true energy touched the iron block, a surge of violent power erupted, rushing straight towards the arm.

Zhou Lingxuan quickly cut off the contact.

Purple lightning crackled several times on the surface of the iron block, blasting open several small holes in the soil at the bottom of the pit.

It truly possesses the power of thunder.

When lightning struck the iron sword, although the sword was melted, the power did not dissipate. The high temperature completely melted the iron, and the lightning's power was incorporated into the molten iron in the process.

As the molten iron solidified, some of the lightning force was sealed inside.

Zhou Lingxuan's breathing gradually became heavier.

The purple jade hammer in the sea of ​​consciousness also reacted.

The hammer trembled slightly, emanating a stronger desire than when it devoured the waste pill. It wanted to absorb this power, and as long as Zhou Lingxuan released the suppression, the lightning power within the iron block would soon be completely drained.

He didn't move.

This force of lightning cannot be swallowed.

Not at least not now.

The contents of Elder Chen's incomplete book quickly flashed through Zhou Lingxuan's mind.

To forge a famous sword, one must draw upon the energy of heaven and earth to infuse the sword blank.

In the past, those master craftsmen would exhaust countless materials and set up grand formations in order to draw in the energy of heaven and earth, only to be devoured by the violent power in the end.

The top-quality longsword he forged before had no problems with its sword blank, sword intent, or true energy, but it lacked the energy of heaven and earth.

The thing in front of us has just been struck by lightning.

It contains readily available lightning power.

It has already been melted once, and the iron and lightning energy have begun to fuse. If it can be reforged before the lightning energy dissipates, there is a chance to completely lock it into the sword.

Zhou Lingxuan stared at the iron block, his hand slowly clenching.

This is not some destroyed broken sword.

This is a sword blank that came to us of its own accord.

Even if he searched the entire Heavenly Sword Pavilion, he might not be able to obtain a Heavenly Sword Embryo!

Zhou Lingxuan suddenly stood up, went back to Lei Yang's side, grabbed the boy's arms, and dragged him out of the scorched pit.

He found a tattered mat that hadn't been overturned by the blast wave, laid Lei Yangping on it, and casually wiped the white foam from the boy's mouth.

"You lie down first."

"This thing was attracted by your sword. I'll settle the score with you after I'm done fighting it."

Lei Yang made a muffled sound in his throat, tilted his head, and spat out another mouthful of black water.

Zhou Lingxuan confirmed that his breathing was steady before jumping back into the pit.

The iron block was still smoking.

He tore off a piece of his shirt and wrapped it around his hand, channeling all his inner energy into his right arm, and grabbed the damaged sword that contained the power of violent lightning.

Lightning flashed across his arm in an instant.

Zhou Lingxuan tightened his grip, lifted the iron block, turned around, and strode into the workshop.