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

Lei Yang stood firmly in front of Zhou Lingxuan, his muscles taut.

His right hand rested on the hilt of the Wind and Thunder Sword, with faint purple sparks dancing between his fingers.

The man with the triangular eyes paused for a moment.

He looked the boy up and down, his hair standing on end and several charred strips of cloth hanging from his body, and suddenly burst into laughter.

"Where did this bastard come from?"

The man with the triangular eyes pointed at Lei Yang and laughed so hard he almost fell over.

"He's barely grown his hair yet, and he's already trying to be a hero saving a damsel in distress? Oh wait, I mean, saving a useless old man who's about to die!"

The servants behind him also joined in the laughter.

Lei Yang completely ignored his taunts and stared intently at the several iron barrels filled with poison.

"You sent these things over not so he could deal with them, but to poison him!"

Lei Yang's voice was hoarse, filled with a strong murderous aura.

"With me here today, none of you will be able to lay a finger on him!"

Zhou Lingxuan stood behind Lei Yang and stroked his chin.

He actually really wanted the drugs.

This thing is a death warrant for others, but it's a great source of nourishment for his Sky-Forging Hammer.

However, seeing Lei Yang's desperate stance, Zhou Lingxuan decided to remain silent for the time being.

This kid has just been cleansed by heavenly lightning and has also obtained the Wind and Thunder Sword. This is a good opportunity to see how well he performs in actual combat.

After laughing enough, the man with the triangular eyes suddenly turned serious.

"You shameless bastard."

He tilted his head slightly towards the servants behind him.

"Go, break this kid's legs and throw him aside. Don't delay the important matter that Senior Brother Zhang entrusted to us."

The three servants immediately stepped forward with sinister smiles.

They carried thick wooden sticks and approached Lei Yang in a semi-encircling formation.

"You little brat, be more discerning in your next life!"

The servant at the front shouted and swung his wooden stick down at Lei Yang's head.

Lei Yang did not draw his sword at all.

He stomped his left foot forward, and the bluestone slab on the ground cracked under his foot.

Using the recoil, Lei Yang crashed directly into the servant's arms.

too fast.

The servant's wooden stick was only halfway through its swing when Lei Yang's fist arrived.

boom!

A straightforward, unadorned punch landed squarely on the servant's chest.

There was a heartbreaking sound of bone cracking.

Before the servant could even scream, he was sent flying backward, crashing heavily against the courtyard wall before sliding down and disappearing without a sound.

The remaining two servants were completely dumbfounded.

This kid clearly didn't have any true energy fluctuations on his body, he just relied on his physical strength to send an adult flying with one punch.

Lei Yang didn't give them time to be stunned.

He turned around and swept his leg, tripping the servant on his left to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, Lei Yang raised his right foot and stomped hard on the man's knee.

Click.

"Ah—my leg!"

The servant clutched his broken knee, rolling on the ground and howling in agony.

The last servant was so frightened that he dropped the stick and turned to run away.

Lei Yang caught up with him in two steps, grabbed him by the back of his collar, and with a single arm, swung him up and slammed him hard onto the open ground next to him.

The ground was smashed into a shallow crater, and the man's eyes rolled back as he passed out.

It took less than ten breaths in total.

The three strong and sturdy servants were all lying on the ground, unable to get up.

Zhou Lingxuan watched from behind, nodding in agreement.

This kid's physical strength is truly terrifying.

The Heavenly Thunder Marrow Cleansing technique had laid an excellent foundation for him. The few times he exerted force just now were done in perfect harmony with the waist and stance of a blacksmith, without any unnecessary movements.

The man with the triangular eyes' expression changed completely.

He looked at his subordinate lying on the ground groaning, then at Lei Yang, who was standing still without even catching his breath.

"No wonder he dares to be so arrogant, he's a natural-born physical cultivator with superhuman strength."

The man with the triangular eyes gritted his teeth and took a step forward.

"However, the Body Tempering Stage is ultimately just the Body Tempering Stage."

"Today I'll show you just how vast the difference truly is between mortals and cultivators!"

boom!

A visible shockwave erupted from the triangular-eyed man.

Qi Refining Stage 1.

Although it's only the lowest level of Qi Refining, the oppressive feeling brought by the release of true Qi is something that the Body Tempering stage can't withstand.

The surrounding air became stuffy.

The poisonous gas emanating from those iron barrels was blown away by this true energy.

With triangular eyes and slightly bent legs, he suddenly leaped forward.

Instead of using a weapon, he gathered his inner energy in his right palm and struck straight at Lei Yang's face.

This palm strike, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, was more than twice as fast as the previous few servants.

Lei Yang's pupils contracted slightly.

He instinctively felt that he couldn't take the blow head-on.

But he did not back down.

Lei Yang crossed his arms to protect his chest and withstood the blow.

boom!

True Qi exploded.

Lei Yang felt a tremendous force surge into his body through his arms, and his chest heaved with blood and qi.

He was uncontrollably pushed backward.

His feet left two long white marks on the bluestone slab, and he took five or six steps back before he could barely steady himself.

"You little brat, what good is being strong?"

The man with the triangular eyes was beaming with pride after his successful strike.

"Without true energy, you can't even break through my defenses!"

He lunged forward again, striking out with both palms in rapid succession, his true energy creating a series of explosive sounds in the air.

Lei Yang was forced to retreat repeatedly, and could only rely on his powerful physical body to withstand the attack.

His arms quickly became red and swollen, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

The suppression of realm was fully manifested at this moment.

Zhou Lingxuan stood behind, his brows slightly furrowed.

He is ready to act at any time.

As long as Lei Yang can't hold on, he will take care of this triangular-eyed man as quickly as possible.

But Lei Yang did not call for help.

He shook his numb arms and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Instead of being afraid, he grinned and revealed an extremely fierce smile.

"True Qi, is it?"

Lei Yang let out a low roar and gripped the hilt of the Wind and Thunder Sword with his right hand.

"I have one too!"

Zheng—

A crisp sword cry resounded throughout the abandoned hall.

Lei Yang drew his Wind and Thunder Sword.

The moment the dark purple sword was exposed to the air, a burst of violent lightning power exploded outwards.

Crack!

Blinding purple arcs of electricity leaped wildly across the sword, then spread along Lei Yang's arm and instantly throughout his entire body.

Lei Yang's hair stood on end again.

He gripped the sword hilt with both hands and raised it high.

There were no particularly ingenious sword techniques at all.

He followed Zhou Lingxuan's blacksmithing posture exactly, exerted his strength in his waist and abdomen, swung the Wind and Thunder Sword, and smashed it down hard on the triangular-eyed man who was rushing over!

"Break it!"

A crescent-shaped purple lightning bolt shot out from the blade, carrying an aura of annihilation, and struck directly at the triangular-eyed man.

The man with the triangular eyes was horrified.

He never expected that this Body Tempering stage kid, who didn't even have any true qi, could unleash such a terrifying attack.

The purple lightning contained a destructive aura that sent chills down his spine.

There's no escaping it.

The man with the triangular eyes could only frantically urge his internal energy to condense a thick shield of internal energy in front of him.

Boom!

The purple lightning slammed heavily onto the true energy shield.

A deafening explosion resounded in the courtyard.

A violent shockwave, mixed with purple sparks of electricity, swept wildly in all directions.

A large section of the courtyard wall collapsed due to the earthquake.

The metal drums filled with poison were overturned by the blast wave, and green venom spilled all over the ground, emitting a pungent white smoke.

Center of the blast wave.

The man with the triangular eyes let out a scream.

His prized true energy shield couldn't even withstand the slashing of the Wind and Thunder Sword for a moment, becoming covered in cracks before shattering with a crash.

The remaining lightning power surged into his body through his arms.

The man with the triangular eyes was sent flying backwards, crashing heavily into the muddy ground more than ten meters away.

His body was charred black, his clothes were torn to shreds from the electric shock, and his hair was still emitting wisps of smoke.

Lei Yang remained in his chopping stance, panting heavily.

This sword strike drained most of his strength.

But he won.

A mere body tempering stage servant confronted a Qi Refining Stage 1 cultivator head-on, not only did he not lose, but he also sent his opponent flying.

Zhou Lingxuan watched from behind and couldn't help but laugh.

The combination of the Wind and Thunder Sword and Lei Yang's recklessness is simply amazing.

In the mud.

The man with triangular eyes struggled to his feet.

He felt like all the bones in his body were about to fall apart, and there was still a lingering numbness and stinging sensation in his meridians.

A humiliating disgrace.

He, a dignified Qi Refining stage cultivator and a favorite of Senior Brother Zhang Qian, was actually beaten into this pathetic state by a lowly servant from a dilapidated hall.

If word gets out, how will he ever be able to face the outside sect again?

His triangular eyes were fixed on Lei Yang.

To be precise, it was staring at the dark purple longsword in Lei Yang's hand, which had an exaggerated shape and was still crackling with electric arcs.

Although his cultivation level is not high, he still has good eyesight.

That was definitely not an ordinary magical artifact.

Even a useless person without any true qi can be injured by this sword, even if the user is of a higher level.

If this falls into his hands...

Greed instantly triumphed over reason and even overcame the fear of lightning.

His triangular eyes were bloodshot, and his breathing became extremely heavy.

He suddenly reached into his coat and groped around inside.

Then, he took out a blood-red pill.

The surface of the pill was covered with strange black patterns and emitted an extremely violent bloody smell.