amaotonovel Chapter 266 Go back
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"The Thunderfire Sword Tempering really works!"
Lin Chuan looked at the seven flying swords in his hands, his eyes filled with irrepressible excitement and excitement.
He had previously read the "Weapon Refining Experience" and learned that some peerless divine weapons would attract heavenly thunder during the forging process.
If the magic weapon can withstand the tempering of the heavenly thunder, its power will be increased to a higher level. However, if there is any mistake and it cannot survive, it will only turn into a pile of useless scrap metal.
So he suddenly had an idea: could the Yin-Yang Divine Thunder, which had been infused with a trace of the power of heavenly punishment, replace the heavenly thunder?
As it turned out, his guess was correct.
"I'm almost promoted to Earth Rank."
Jiang Wanying moved lightly with lotus steps and walked to Lin Chuan's side. She stretched out her slender fingers and gently touched one of the flying swords. Her fingertips slowly slid down the sword body, feeling the faintly emanating sharp sword energy. She continued, "Even so, the power of these seven swords now is probably comparable to that of upper-grade earth-grade swords."
"I feel that the sword formation composed of seven flying swords alone is enough to strangle a Jindan realm cultivator."
Lin Chuan raised his hand and swung it violently. In an instant, the seven flying swords seemed to be given life and instantly formed a sword formation.
When the sword formation was first formed, the seven swords hid in the clouds and mist, making it difficult to find their trace.
In the blink of an eye, the sword formation was activated, and a purple light flashed. The speed was so fast that people had no time to blink.
The seven swords, carrying a terrifying aura that could destroy the world, shot towards the target like thunder.
Wherever it passed, the air was instantly torn apart, making a "sizzling" sound, as if even the space could not withstand this powerful force, and there were faint signs of breaking.
"We've learned the sword formation and reforged the flying sword. Shouldn't we go back, Achuan?"
Jiang Wanying gently held Lin Chuan's arm, her beautiful eyes moving around, full of expectation and tenderness.
She raised her head slightly and looked at Lin Chuan, her hair fluttering gently in the breeze, like the softest willow branches in spring.
These days, Lin Chuan is busy practicing during the day to improve his own cultivation; at night he and Bai Zhi concentrate on studying the sword formation, and the two are immersed in the complex changes of the sword formation.
This feeling of being marginalized was like a thorn in the back, and Jiang Wanying felt a strong sense of crisis.
Her Ah Chuan couldn't stay in Baiyun Holy Land any longer! Go home! Must go home!
"Senior Sister, are you homesick?"
Lin Chuan tilted his head slightly, his eyes full of concern and confusion, and a gentle smile on his lips as he looked at Jiang Wanying.
"Well, we've been out for a long time. If we don't go back, Master will probably be angry with Achuan and me."
Jiang Wanying pursed her lips lightly, her voice gentle yet with a subtle urging.
"Okay then, wait for Bai..."
Lin Chuan had just started talking when he caught a glimpse of Bai Zhi walking towards him from a distance.
She has a light figure, and her white dress sways gently in the wind, like a leisurely white cloud.
"Have you successfully recast your husband's flying sword?" Bai Zhilian took light steps, smiling, took out a stack of ancient books from the storage space, and walked to Lin Chuan's side.
She tilted her head slightly, her beautiful eyes gazing with concern and anticipation. "I just went to the Kung Fu Pavilion and sorted out all the ancient books on sword formations from past dynasties."
She gently shook the book in her hand and said softly, "How about we study it slowly when the time comes?
"..."
"The flying sword was recast successfully, but my senior sister and I..."
Lin Chuan looked at Bai Zhi's clear eyes full of expectation, but the words seemed to be choked by something when they came to his lips.
He opened his mouth, intending to say that he wanted to return with his senior sister, but at this moment he couldn't utter a word.
"Achuan and I are going back."
Jiang Wanying took a step forward, took Lin Chuan's arm, and looked at Bai Zhi calmly.
"..."
Bai Zhi slowly lowered her eyes, and her thick eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings.
"Be good, it's not a life-and-death separation. Be happy. I'll come to play with you next time."
Seeing this, Lin Chuan's heart softened. He raised his hand and gently rubbed Bai Zhi's head as if coaxing a child.
"Xu Hanyi won't let you come out to find me."
Bai Zhi bit her lower lip lightly, a trace of grievance flashed in her eyes, and she muttered softly.
"Isn't this Senior Sister here?"
Lin Chuan looked at Bai Zhi with a smile and raised his chin in the direction of Jiang Wanying.
Bai Zhi slowly turned her gaze to Jiang Wanying.
"Tsk, I won't bring Ah Chuan to see this bad woman who doesn't understand first come first served."
Jiang Wanying snorted, raised her head slightly, and deliberately turned her face away.
"..."
"Sister...sister."
A blush appeared on Baizhi's face and her voice was as soft as a mosquito's.
"The sound is too soft to be heard clearly."
Jiang Wanying pretended not to hear, tilted her ear slightly, and looked at Bai Zhi with a teasing look.
"elder sister."
Bai Zhi raised her voice this time. Although her cheeks were still flushed, she was no longer shy.
"Hey~"
Jiang Wanying raised the corners of her mouth slightly and responded with satisfaction.
"Achuan, let's go back and come see Sister Bai next time."
After saying that, she pulled Lin Chuan, and the spiritual power around her body surged. In an instant, she turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the Qingluan Holy Land, leaving only a trace of afterimage, which gradually dissipated in the air.
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Demon Ancestor, Demon Palace.
Lin Wanxi slowly opened her eyes, and her consciousness gradually returned, but she felt dizzy.
"Xixi is awake?"
Xue Ji's gentle voice sounded from the side. She walked lightly to Lin Wanxi's bed, raised her hand and gently stroked the loose hair on Lin Wanxi's forehead, her gesture intimate.
"Aunt Xue? What's wrong with me?"
Lin Wanxi frowned, looking confused. She tried hard to search for memories in her chaotic thoughts, but could only grasp some vague fragments.
"You girl, you seem so weak, but I didn't expect that your bloodline could awaken a second time. With you here, the demon clan will prosper."
Xue Ji tapped Lin Wanxi's forehead lightly with a smile on her face, but a hint of worry flashed in her eyes.
"Second awakening..."
"Second awakening..." Lin Wanxi murmured to herself, closing her eyes slightly and concentrating on feeling the situation inside her body.
"He has actually reached the late Nascent Soul stage!"
Her pupils shrank suddenly, and her heart was filled with shock.
"The awakening of bloodline will bring about an improvement in realm, not to mention that Lord Demon Ancestor also gave you the blood of immortals and demons." Xue Ji explained when she saw this.
"Immortal demon blood?"
Lin Wanxi looked surprised, her beautiful eyes fixed on Xue Ji, full of confusion and inquiry.
"This blood was left by our clan's ancestor, the Xuanlian Demon Emperor..."
Just as Xue Ji was about to explain, a red-robed figure hurried over.
"My dear daughter, you are finally awake!"
Jun Moxie rushed to Lin Wanxi anxiously, his eyes full of worry and concern.
"Worrying my father."
Lin Wanxi looked at Jun Moyue, feeling warm in her heart, and spoke softly.
"What are you talking about! You are my only precious daughter. If I don't worry about you, who else should I worry about?"
Jun Moxie said loudly, his stubble-covered face showing an expression of doting.
"Xixi just woke up. I'll go make some medicine for her."
Looking at the father and daughter in front of her, Xue Ji smiled gently and said softly.
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