Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
A day could either feel very long or extremely short!
Jiang Yi had fully recovered from his serious injuries. However, he had remained in seclusion the entire time. He wanted to work as hard as he could to improve his own skills, so that he would have a higher chance of surviving all of these things.
In such a short time, he had no time to realize nomological mystical abilities or other mystical abilities. All he could do was think of a way to realize the Divine Sound Laws and realize this new Nameless Divine Art. He also took the chance to study his Fire Dragon Sword more closely!
After studying the Divine Sound Laws for a while, he still achieved no breakthrough. In such a short time, it was almost impossible to achieve a breakthrough in this area. The new Nameless Divine Art could not improve his battle skills instantaneously as well. All it could do was help Jiang Yi to concentrate heavenly power in half the time when he cultivated.
It did not seem to be a big deal to concentrate heavenly powers in half the time, but the actual effect was heaven-defying. For example, if Jiang Yi entered a ten-thousand-times secret cultivation room, he would progress twenty thousand times faster than he ordinarily would. If he entered a hundred-thousand-times secret cultivation room, he would progress two hundred times faster than he ordinarily would!
It was a pity that his immediate needs remained unsatisfied. In such a short time, how much heavenly powers could he gain?
At last, Jiang Yi focused all his energy on his Fire Dragon Sword. The fourth piece of his sword had appeared, causing Jiang Yi to be in possession of a powerful mystical ability and a powerful bodyguard.
The Sword Emanations King!
This piece seemed to have been cultivated into an inbeing; it could automatically clone itself into more Sword Emanations Race beings! Apart from the Fire Dragon Sword, the Sword Emanations King was an independent existence. At best, the Sword Emanations King would be comparable to an ordinary King-Ranked martial artist. Jiang Yi guessed that its battle skills were comparable to Qi Qingchen’s.
Now that it merged with the Fire Dragon Sword, the Fire Dragon Sword would gain one more dragon pattern. The Fire Dragon Sword’s grade would also improve significantly. At the very least, it would be akin to a Primitive Spiritual Treasure. What’s more, since the Sword Emanations King merged with the Fire Dragon Sword, the sword gained one more powerful mystical ability.
Baneful aura!
Jiang Yi could control the Fire Dragon Sword and cause it to emit baneful aura. The baneful aura could cause his enemies to lose their sense. Even Yi Wu and the three top-tier formidable martial artists were affected instantly; this proved how terrifying the baneful aura was.
In other words, Jiang Yi could count on the baneful aura to affect even Titled Battle Gods. He could also use the Sword Emanations King and Sword Emanations Race to kill Titled Battle Gods. He could do all of this as long as he did not get killed in a single move by his enemies.
Jiang Yi’s own cultivation level and battle skills were too poor. If a formidable martial artist assassinated him, he would not have time to react before he died on the spot. Take Heavenly King You’s spear for example: before Jiang Yi could even process the spear in front of him, he was restrained. Thus, even though it looked like his battle skills were formidable on the surface, he still had a long way to go.
Jiang Yi began to study the baneful aura. This was a frightening mystical ability, but he had too little time. He could only develop a vague understanding of the baneful aura before more than half a day passed.
“Forget it… whether I live or die will be up to my luck!”
Jiang Yi counted the time that had passed and dared not continue realizing anything anymore. He still had to go to the Sword Emanations Mystic Realm to collect more Sword Emanations Race beings. His eyes shifted, and his Fire Spirit Pearl lit up. The Heaven-Swallowing Beast appeared in front of him. In a low voice, he said to the Heaven-Swallowing Beast, “Little Ferocious, I want to go to a very dangerous place. I might die there. You are still quite young, and you have a long way to go. So… don’t follow me to that dangerous place. You might die there, too.”
Creak-creak!
The little beast creaked twice and then blinked in confusion. It sent a voice transmission back to Jiang Yi: “Big Ferocious, what are you talking about? Are you going to abandon me? I’m not going to leave you. Without you, who will give me flames, black rainstones, and golden hearthstones to eat?”
“…”
Jiang Yi rolled his eyes, speechless. When he heard the little beast’s first few sentences, he was moved. However, when the little beast finally finished speaking, he realized that the little beast only could not bear to leave him because it was afraid that it would not have any more food to eat. This Heaven-Swallowing Beast was a foodie indeed.
He reached out and held the Heaven-Swallowing Beast—which had grown slightly to become the size of two of Jiang Yi’s fingers—in the palm of his hand. In a gentle voice, he said, “Don’t worry. You can follow the Poison Spirit from now on. The Poison Spirit will think of a way to find food for you. You will die if you follow me.”
“Hur-Hur!”
The Heaven-Swallowing Beast twitched its green-bean-like nose and tilted its chin upwards arrogantly: “I’m not going to follow them. Big Ferocious, I want to follow you. It’s very comfortable for me to remain in the pearl. I don’t want to leave you. If you give me to other people, I’ll kill myself!”
“Uh!”
Jiang Yi stiffened and stared at the little beast. The little beast looked back at Jiang Yi with determination in its eyes, causing it to look very humanized. Helplessly, he sent the little beast back into his Fire Spirit Pearl and then refined more Merged Flames before sending them into the Fire Spirit Pearl for the little beast to consume and enjoy.
The mysterious elder had said before that if he died, the Fire Dragon Sword would automatically fly away and look for its next owner. If the little beast remained in the Fire Spirit Pearl, it should be safe. If he died, the little beast would probably fly away with the Fire Dragon Sword in search of the next owner.
Hoo-Hoo!
He jumped to his feet, undid the restrictions on the door, and walked out. There were many people outside. The Poison Spirit, Di Ling’er, Qi Qingchen, Heavenly King Long, Di Qianjun, Mo Huaisang, and Yi Buhui were all present. Jiang Yi scanned the group’s nervous expressions and saw that all of them looked like they wanted to say something, but they did not know what to say. Confidently, he smiled and said, “Don’t be nervous. I, Jiang Yi, will not have my life ended at a mere Purgatory Mystic Realm. Trust me!”
Buzz!
Qi Qingchen and Di Ling’er’s eyes lit up as Mo Huaisang’s beautiful eyes darkened. It seemed like the Little Eagle King could not be bothered with her just like before. She was unsure if they would end up together. Now, it looked like it would be impossible between her and Jiang Yi as well.
Heavenly King Long was seated cross-legged in a corner in seclusion. At that moment, he opened his eyes. His expression did not look weird. Instead, his cool gaze fell on Jiang Yi, and he closed his eyes again.
Buzz!
The middle of Jiang Yi’s forehead lit up, and two golden soul seeds appeared. Jiang Yi handed both of these soul seeds to the Poison Spirit and said, “Poison Spirit, I should have returned your soul seed to you long ago. The other one is Gu Mu’s. When you get the chance, return it to him as well.”
“Young Lord!”
The Poison Spirit’s arm had not grown back yet, but he was—otherwise—more or less recovered. He fell down on his knee and bowed his head, saying, “You will come back alive for sure. The Poison Spirit will always be your soul slave. I will follow you for the rest of my life.”
Heavenly King Long opened his eyes once again. This time, there was clear admiration in his eyes. His view of Jiang Yi changed slightly. After all, a Phantom Race being who had mastered the Divine Spirit Thrust was genuinely and sincerely willing to offer the rest of his life in submission to him. This alone was proof that Jiang Yi was no ordinary man.
“General, please take care of the Poison Spirit for me.”
Jiang Yi turned to Qi Qingchen and then suddenly grinned. “General, you said at the Sword Emanations Mystic Realm that you would hang me outside the Fire Phoenix Army Camp for three days and three nights. It looks like you won’t get the chance to do this anymore.”
“Hur-Hur!”
Qi Qingchen’s face flushed red for a second before she said harshly, “Jiang Yi, when you come back from the Purgatory Mystic Realm, I will hang you outside for ten days and ten nights straight!”
“Alright, that’s a deal!”
Jiang Yi nodded and smiled. The ring in Qi Qingchen’s hand lit up as she retrieved a black pearl and handed it to Jiang Yi. She sent a voice transmission to him: “This is the Wintry Pearl, my Majesty Father’s spatial divine item. He instructed me to give it to you. It contains information on the Purgatory Mystic Realm and three treasure guqins as well!”
“Thank you!”
Jiang Yi kept the black pearl and then turned to Di Ling’er. He reached out instinctively to pat her head, saying, “Young Mistress Ling’er, the world outside is too cruel and dangerous. You are too pure and kind. Go back to Earth Emanations Domain. If there’s a chance… I will go and look for you.”
“I won’t! I won’t go back!”
Two drops of tears formed in the corners of Di Ling’er’s eyes. She shook her head and said, “I’ll be here, waiting for you to return. If you don’t come back, I won’t go back for the rest of my life!”
Jiang Yi patted Di Ling’er’s head gently once again and then turned to Yi Buhui. With a somber expression, he said, “Yi Buhui, I killed Yi Wu and his three companions. If the Phantom Race wants to pursue this matter, you must wait for me to come back! Apart from this—if I don’t make it to the Saint Spirit Mountain, go and see… her, check in on her for me, and kowtow three times!”
