Chapter 128: Chapter 128: The Journey of Sword Cultivation, Baixue Ding of Quicksand Sect
“This is for you, don’t worry, there will be more in the future,”
Ye Feng took out seven Bloodline Purifying Pills and distributed them to the Whitefloat Five Immortals, the Little White Fox, and the Iron Claw Dragon Eagle.
“Big bro is so mighty!”
“Big bro is the coolest!”
Fox Da Hong, Dog Er Ha, and the other three naturally born Spiritual Beasts could talk, complimenting him one after another, buttering him up.
The Little White Fox couldn’t speak but was able to stand on its hind legs, right front paw resting on its left, making a gesture resembling a woman’s fist-and-palm salute, bowing three times to Ye Feng.
The Iron Claw Dragon Eagle looked at its own wings, then at the Little White Fox and the Whitefloat Five Immortals, feeling a sense of inexplicable sorrow.
Not only was it unable to flatter, but it also couldn’t even perform the gesture of clasping fists!
Suddenly, the Iron Claw Dragon Eagle had an idea, immediately prostrated itself on the ground, and kept kowtowing to Ye Feng, making “thud thud thud” sounds on the ground, appearing very devout.
The disciples looked on as the Mountain Guardian Spirit Beasts outdid each other with extravagant displays of gratitude, swallowing their saliva and giving them a silent thumbs up.
“You might as well eat the Bloodline Purifying Pills now!”
Ye Feng advised, then lay on his lounger, fanning himself leisurely with a mini Banana Palm Fan, enjoying the view of the great rivers below him, his mood steadily improving.
The seven Spiritual Beasts quickly ate the Bloodline Purifying Pills and found their bodies becoming red hot, as if they had been tempered by earthfire, their blood flowing freely, filled with inexhaustible strength.
This was the process of bloodline purification.
“I feel like I’m about to have a breakthrough!”
Pumpkin Wu Gua hurriedly dug a hole in the soil, buried himself in it, and then used the green leaf on his head to cover themselves with Spirit Spring Water, continuously pouring it over himself, his aura gradually and steadily rising.
Seeing this, the other Spiritual Beasts were so frightened that they ate five big bowls of Spirit Beast Feed.
The disciples all covered their lips and chuckled softly before beginning their new cultivation routine.
Shi Lei went to contact Master Li to prepare for the construction of new pavilions and halls.
Li Jiaojiao practiced her cooking tirelessly.
Jia Yulan and Yan Ruyu joined hands to plant Spiritual Medicines.
Xia He and Qiu Ju were busy taking care of the Spiritual Beasts.
Ouyang Feng and Ouyang Yu studied and cultivated earnestly.
Qiao Jiaxi continued lifting rocks as part of his Body Refinement, attempting to break through to the second layer, drinking Spirit Spring Water every day, feeling swift progress, and possibly achieving a breakthrough within a few days.
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Long Tianxing completed the Outer Sect Disciple tasks and had nothing to do, so he found Shi Lei, with the two brothers contributing to the construction of the Misty Sect.
Atop Misty Peak, everything was as usual.
Meanwhile, hundreds of miles away on the other side of the Nanlu Mountain Range, Huo Yunjie rode his Cold Light Sword, following the roaring, turbid Flowing Water River downstream.
“Finally arrived!”
Looking at an ancient town by the riverbank, Huo Yunjie checked it against his map, confirmed he hadn’t gone astray, and began to speed up.
Splash!
Suddenly, the river surface burst open, and a strange fish with a sharp solitary horn on its head shot out of the water, aiming a fearsome jet of wind towards Huo Yunjie, its grade reaching the Middle Rank Demon Soldier Level.
“Sword Drawing Technique!”
Huo Yunjie stopped controlling his sword flight and, gripping the hilt of his sword, targeted the oncoming strange fish as he fell from the sky.
Clang!
A chilling flash of Sword Qi passed, and the fish was sliced into two halves in mid-air, the cut so clean that blood gushed out only a moment later.
Huo Yunjie caught the fish and continued flying towards the ancient town.
After a period of intense practice, Huo Yunjie combined his spells with Streaming Light Sword Qi to create his own initial version of the Sword Drawing Technique.
Although it was just the simple actions of drawing and sheathing his sword, as he practiced relentlessly, he was able to speed up the former and slow down the latter, achieving unexpectedly effective results in killing his enemies.
The downside was that he had not yet learned to unleash sword qi, limiting him to close combat.
“Ancient Town of Quicksand… I’ve finally arrived.”
Huo Yunjie landed on the ground and observed that the ancient town was built beside the river, featuring three docks and hosting many wooden boats.
“Eh, is this young master an Immortal Master? The bone swordfish in your hand seems to be of Middle Rank Demon Soldier Level, if you’re willing to sell it, I’d like to offer five Spirit Stones.”
“I’m willing to offer five Spirit Stones, plus ten taels of silver.”
“I’ll offer six stones, don’t compete with me!”
As soon as Huo Yunjie touched down, many fishermen with awakened Spirit Eyes crowded around him, showing no fear of strangers.
“Six Spirit Stones, it’s yours.”
Huo Yunjie sold the bone swordfish and earned six Lower Grade Spirit Stones.
His original intention was to eat grilled fish, but since it could be sold for money, he simply exchanged it for Spirit Stones, which was more beneficial than eating it directly.
“The Immortal Master is indeed handsome, carrying a Spirit Sword on his back, could it be that he’s an Outer Sect Disciple of the Divine Wind Sword Sect?” A short-haired woman wearing a linen-colored long dress with wheat-colored skin walked alongside Huo Yunjie and asked.
“Seventh Layer of Qi Refinement…” Huo Yunjie stopped in his tracks and stared at the woman, “I am not a disciple of the Divine Wind Sword Sect, but from the Misty Sect. Who are you?”
“Demon-locking Tower Master of the Quicksand Sect, Baixue Ding,” the woman claimed.
Huo Yunjie tactically leaned back, thinking to himself that the woman was not particularly pale, so the name seemed a bit off, but he only remarked in his mind and then asked, “What’s the matter?”
Baixue Ding pointed to an abandoned tower at the center of the Ancient Town of Quicksand and said, “That’s a Demon-locking Tower. Tonight, on the night of the full moon, a High-rank Demon Soldier Peak Demonic Beast will try to break the seal, threatening the safety of the entire ancient town.”
“You’re asking for my assistance?” Huo Yunjie released the aura of the Eighth Layer of Qi Refinement, “Unfortunately, I’m not a match for it alone.”
“I have enlisted the help of three people, all above the Seventh Layer of Qi Refinement. With you and me, that makes five in total, enough to ensure the safety of tens of thousands in the Ancient Town of Quicksand,” said Baixue Ding earnestly and seriously.
“Are you sure I’ll help?” Huo Yunjie retorted.
Baixue Ding shook her head, “I’m not certain, but I am the Sect Leader of the Quicksand Sect and also the Demon-locking Tower Master. As the daughter of the ancient town’s mayor, I am charged with the duty to protect the safety of all our residents. Whether you are willing or not, I will still ask for your assistance.”
“Let’s go and take a look first!” Huo Yunjie did not decline.
This trip was intended for him to master the true Sword Drawing Technique, bursting forth with fierce sword qi, and killing his enemies unseen.
And Huo Yunjie remembered something Mo Ying had said, that actual combat is the fastest way to improve swordsmanship.
Therefore, Huo Yunjie chose to join the battle group.
“You agree?” Baixue Ding was surprised and pleased.
“Let me state beforehand, if the demonic beast we face this time is too strong and none of us are a match for it, then I’ll turn tail and run,” Huo Yunjie said earnestly.
“Don’t just say you will; if we truly can’t withstand it, nobody would foolishly stay behind to die,” Baixue Ding laughed, “After the deed is done, I will give you fifty Lower Grade Spirit Stones as compensation.”
“Agreed.” Huo Yunjie nodded.
Following that, the two gradually made their way towards the Demon-locking Tower at the center of the town.
Along the way, many bowed in respect upon seeing Baixue Ding, and when they noticed the robust aura of Huo Yunjie, they began to talk among themselves.
“The Tower Master Ding has found another strong Immortal Master, it seems we might be saved.”
“Hopefully, it will be like the past, and we’ll successfully suppress the demonic creature that breaks the seal!”
People murmured softly, heads bowed.
“What I find curious is, knowing that there are demonic beasts, why don’t you flee? And why build a Demon-locking Tower in the center of the ancient town?”
Huo Yunjie found this very odd.
Living near the Demon-locking Tower, wasn’t that like lighting a lamp in a latrine, courting death?