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

After the gate was closed, the sounds of moving things outside quickly subsided.

"Manager Zhou, which room do I need?"

"beside."

"Where is the Wind and Thunder Sword in the workshop?"

"I carry it with me at all times."

"Should I guard the goal?"

Zhou Lingxuan glanced at him.

"Have your injuries healed?"

"That's about it."

"Then go practice your swordsmanship."

Lei Yang wanted to stay and help, but Zhou Lingxuan waved him away.

After nightfall, all work in the abandoned hall ceased on schedule.

Old Sun brought over the first ledger, placing it outside the yard along with a list of the waste materials received that day, without going over the wooden sign.

Zhou Lingxuan checked it once.

The quantity, origin, and the person who handled it are all clearly remembered.

In just half a day, the amount of waste piling up in the warehouse and on the roadside was reduced by more than half. The accounts also showed what everyone had done.

Zhou Lingxuan closed the booklet and activated the existing isolation formation in the courtyard.

The array patterns lit up one by one.

The noise from outside was completely blocked.

He closed the doors and windows tightly, then checked the room thoroughly to make sure there were no signs of tampering before sitting down under the lamp.

The purple jade hammer emerged from the sea of ​​consciousness and hovered above the table.

Zhou Lingxuan first took off his protective soft armor, folded it neatly, and placed it on his left side.

The jade pendant left behind by Qin Zhaoyun is placed on the right side, containing three sword intents that are enough to kill a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Then came the hidden jade slip, the fragment of the famous sword, the longevity pill given by Elder Shen, the foundation-building pill given by Xue Yi, and the spirit stones and pills left behind by Qin Zhaoyun.

These things had been kept hidden away for a long time, without even a chance to be properly inventoried.

Now, there are people registering people outside the courtyard, people transporting materials from the valley floor, and people guarding the entrance. Old Sun will receive a message as soon as any outsider steps into the abandoned hall.

Zhou Lingxuan picked up the longevity pill that Elder Shen had given him and examined it under the lamp for a moment.

The pill was entirely blue-green, its fragrance sealed by wax, with only a small amount escaping through the gaps.

The finest longevity elixir.

In order to help him obtain this item, Xue Yi even told Elder Shen the details of the Three-Legged Flowing Cloud Furnace, so there was naturally no problem with the elixir.

However, Zhou Lingxuan did not swallow it directly.

His body has long since escaped its withered state, and when the Wind and Thunder Sword was formed, the power of heaven and earth pushed his cultivation to the peak of the sixth level of Qi Refining.

If you actually swallow the entire Longevity Pill, its medicinal effects will most likely continue to boost your cultivation level.

Rapid advancement may not be a good thing.

Zhou Lingxuan opened the wax seal and held the pill in his palm.

The purple jade hammer slowly emerged from the sea of ​​consciousness.

The pure sword intent then spread out, enveloping the entire pill and sealing its fragrance inside.

Zhou Lingxuan raised two fingers.

The small purple jade hammer swayed in the air for a moment before gently falling onto the pill.

Ding.

The sound was very soft.

The pill did not break, but a small dent appeared on its surface.

A concentrated medicinal force was shaken apart by the hammer's force, passed through the sword intent's blockade, and fell into Zhou Lingxuan's palm.

The medicinal power had barely touched the meridians when it began to rush towards the dantian.

Zhou Lingxuan immediately stopped him.

"Why are you in such a hurry?"

He mobilized his inner energy, directing this vital energy towards the meridians that had just been opened.

The gifts from heaven and earth brought by the Wind and Thunder Sword helped him open up several acupoints, and his cultivation level rose from the third stage of Qi Refining to the peak of the sixth stage.

The speed was too fast, and some of the meridian walls still had small cracks, and the flow of spiritual energy between the acupoints was not smooth enough.

Normally, there are no problems when circulating internal energy.

Once you engage in a magical battle, your true energy will erupt multiple times in a short period of time, and these weak points may not be able to withstand it.

He divided the life energy into dozens of streams, starting from the meridians that were first opened when he reached the first level of Qi Refining, and they flowed slowly along the meridian walls.

When the energy passes through the crack, it stays there and nourishes the damaged area.

Zhou Lingxuan waited for half an incense stick to burn before raising his hand again.

Ding.

The second hammer fell.

Another wave of medicinal power was dissipated.

This time, instead of directing the medicine into the previous meridian, he sent it into another branch meridian that had just been opened.

The third strike.

The fourth strike.

The knocking sound only occurs once every so often.

Zhou Lingxuan was not greedy.

He had to completely channel the medicinal power he released each time before continuing to strike with the hammer.

The Supreme Longevity Pill is meant to be swallowed; its medicinal power is condensed and will disperse on its own after entering the mouth.

Cultivators can only rely on their cultivation techniques to refine the essence; how much they can absorb depends entirely on their own abilities.

Now that the pill has fallen under the Heaven-Forging Hammer, even the speed at which its medicinal power disperses is under Zhou Lingxuan's control.

The medicine was too strong, so they hammered it one more time.

If the meridians can't withstand the strain, wait for them to repair themselves before continuing.

The cultivators cherished the most precious elixirs, which he slowly forged on the table, without wasting a single drop.

An hour later, the pill had shrunk by only a small amount.

Zhou Lingxuan had already flushed the three meridians that had been initially opened up several times.

He did not attempt to advance to the next level.

When the spiritual energy in his body encountered the barrier of the seventh level of Qi Refining, it was suppressed back into his dantian.

"Be more steady."

Zhou Lingxuan murmured a sentence, and the purple jade hammer fell again.

Ding.

That night, there were only intermittent soft sounds in the courtyard.

Before dawn, Zhou Lingxuan retrieved the purple jade hammer and resealed the remaining longevity pills.

He raised his right hand, channeling his inner energy from his fingertips through his shoulder and arm, then back to his dantian via his chest and abdomen.

The entire process proceeded without the slightest delay.

The tiny cracks in the meridian walls have healed, and the acupoints that were first opened have been widened again.

Zhou Lingxuan did not get up, but leaned back in his chair and slept for two hours.

After waking up, he checked the accounts as usual, went to the bottom of the valley to dispose of the waste, and put the two boxes of waste pills sent by Dantang into the workshop.

In the evening, the courtyard gate was pushed open.

Lei Yang walked in carrying the Wind and Thunder Sword.

"Manager Zhou, no one is slacking off today."

"Old Sun can keep accounts, you don't need to report to him."

"I took a look around on the way."

Lei Yang placed the Wind and Thunder Sword against the wall and casually tore off a corner of his clothes to wipe his sweat.

He only completed half of his movement before his right hand slipped into his sleeve.

Zhou Lingxuan looked up.

"Hand out."

Lei Yang pretended not to hear clearly.

"What?"

"Right hand."

"A little skin aches from practicing swordsmanship, it'll be fine in a couple of days."

Zhou Lingxuan put down the account book in his hand.

"Should you take it out yourself, or should I go get it?"

Lei Yang hesitated for a moment, then had no choice but to put his right hand on the table.

His palms were relatively intact, but the area between his thumb and forefinger was covered with fine, purplish-red wounds. Some of the wounds had scabbed over, but Lei Li had torn them open again, leaving burn marks on the edges.

Zhou Lingxuan reached out and pressed down on his wrist.

After the true energy entered, several wisps of lightning energy immediately rushed over.

The small purple jade hammer vibrated lightly, swallowing it.

The Wind and Thunder Sword by the wall immediately emitted an electric crackling sound, and its blade lit up with purple light.

Lei Yang quickly offered an explanation.

"It doesn't want to attack you."

"I don't blame it."

"That injury is really nothing. I used to practice the Lei family sword technique, and my shoulder and waist injuries were much more serious."

"Before, you were practicing recklessly; now, the sword is hurting you."

Lei Yang looked down at the tiger's mouth.

"It has already chosen a master."

"Being bound to a master only means it won't actively kill you."

Zhou Lingxuan loosened his wrist.

"The Wind and Thunder Sword contains the essence of heavenly thunder. Your cultivation has not yet reached the Qi Refining Realm. Your physical body can withstand it, but the meridians in your hands cannot. If you practice swordsmanship with it every day, the thunder power will continuously drill into your body."

"I'll get used to it."

"Has the wound healed?"

Lei Yang didn't respond.

Zhou Lingxuan took out a bottle of healing medicine and sprinkled it on the tiger's mouth.

The powder was repelled by the residual lightning force as soon as it touched the wound.

Lei Yang quickly stopped.

"You see, regular medicine isn't working. I can only keep training and wait for my body to adapt."

"If you continue practicing like this, the meridians in your right hand will be ruined first."

Lei Yang's fingers tightened suddenly.

"The Wind and Thunder Sword is fine."

"The sword is fine, you are the problem."

"What should we do then?"

Zhou Lingxuan picked up the Wind and Thunder Sword from the wall.

Purple lightning surged into his palm along the hilt of the sword, only to be quickly absorbed by the Heaven-Forging Hammer.

He weighed the sword in his hand and examined the protruding ridges on its blade several times.

An ordinary scabbard cannot hold the Wind and Thunder Sword.

If the scabbard is forged from spirit iron, the lightning power will continue to leak out along the scabbard. If suppression array patterns are engraved on the scabbard, the lightning essence of the Wind and Thunder Sword will inevitably resist.

Forcibly suppressing it will only make the backlash worse.

Zhou Lingxuan returned the sword to Lei Yang.

"Come with me to find something."

"What are you looking for?"

"wood."

"Treat my hand?"

"Find it first, then we'll talk."

The two left the courtyard and followed the old path of the abandoned hall to the waste pile on the east side.

This place is piled with the remains of discarded artifacts sent over the years, including broken magical implements, broken wood, rubble, and materials that cannot be refined.

Old Sun was checking the wooden crates nearby when he saw the two men approaching, so he quickly put down his pen.

"Manager, are you looking for discarded equipment?"

"Find a piece of wood. It should be dark in color and very heavy, so that your inner energy cannot enter it."

Old Sun scratched his head.

"There's plenty of rotten wood here, but I've never actually noticed any that can block true energy."

"Go do your thing, we'll translate it ourselves."

Lei Yang walked to the front of the waste mountain, drew his Wind and Thunder Sword, and was about to strike.

Zhou Lingxuan kicked him in the shin.

"Take it back."

"With so many things, how are we supposed to find them without splitting them open?"

"Do you still want your hand?"

Lei Yang had no choice but to hang the sword back on his waist and remove the scrap metal on top with his bare hands.