Zhang Ruochen visited the Rotkins and the Sengens one after another. His way of doing things was completely different. Suddenly, the fearful clans finally understood his intentions.
Zhang Ruochen was here only to buy cultivation resources. Why did he have to make it so scary?
In the next few days, whenever Zhang Ruochen visited a clan, the Clan Emperor would already prepare 3,000 Godstones worth of cultivation resources in advance. The two sides completed the challenge in a friendly and happy atmosphere.
In addition, Scion Ruochen and the eldest daughter of Yanluo clan also visited one place after another under the envious gazes of various clans’ cultivators. It could be said that everyone was jealous of the lovebirds, not of immortality.
Later, some most powerful Thousand-Koan Realm elites in some small clans took the initiative to bring cultivation resources and came to visit Zhang Ruochen, which saved Zhang Ruochen a lot of time.
The storm that shook the Royal City of Hundreds Clan gradually subsided.
Zhang Ruochen spent his Godstones like running water. In the end, he sold the imitation of The Divine Book of Light to Yan Yu. Only after he received many Godstones did he fill the hole.
Although the Divine Book of Light was an imitation, there was a Supreme Inscription inside. It was of great research value. Yan Yu bought it for 400,000 Godstones in his own name.
Its value was even higher than the Wheel of the Nether Sun, a Class Seven Regal Artifact.
Zhang Ruochen naturally did not ask why Yan Yu bought the Divine Book of Light when he cultivated Path of Darkness.
After collecting the resources, Zhang Ruochen no longer paid attention to the messy secular affairs. He opened Sundial and went into seclusion to practice.
For some reason, the news that Zhang Ruochen wanted to condense Grade Three Swordsmanship Saintwill spread like wildfire in the Royal City of Hundred Clans. Ultimately, it became a huge sensation, and everyone knew about it.
It wasn’t that someone had leaked the news. In the beginning, it was just speculation.
After all, Zhang Ruochen had spent so many Godstones to turn Royal City of Hundred Clan upside down just to cultivate Heaven Sword Soul in Hundred-Shackle Realm. It was too much of a fuss.
Couldn’t he cultivate Heaven Sword Soul after reaching Thousand-Koan Realm and Banshi Isshou Realm?
Why did he have to pay such a high price to cultivate it in Hundred-Shackle Realm?
When one thought of Zhang Ruochen’s Emperor Grade Saintwill Pill, the news that Zhang Ruochen wanted to rewrite the universe’s history and condense a Grade Three Swordsmanship Saintwill spread with the help of some cultivators!
“Zhang Ruochen is known as a Yuanhui level genius and the third Master of Time and Space since ancient times. There are high possibilities for him to break the limits of heavenly and earthly precepts and become the first cultivator to cultivate a single Path of Saintwill to Grade Three.”
“Zhang Ruochen is blessed with exceptional conditions. It is already certain that he can condense a Grade Three Swordsmanship Saintwill.”
“Zhang Ruochen is the main character of this Yuanhui period. Other so-called geniuses are not even worthy to carry his shoes.”
…
More and more cultivators added fuel to the fire.
Of course, they did not believe that Zhang Ruochen could condense Grade Three Swordsmanship Saintwill. They just wanted to hold him up high.
The higher they held him up, the harder he would fall.
In the Rotkins’ sacred ground, Yuan Benji had been sneering. “That’s right. Continue to spread the news. Let the cultivators of myriad realms of Celestial Court and the ten clans of Infernal Court know that Zhang Ruochen swore in the name of Wargod Bloodximius to condense Grade Three Swordsmanship Saintwill in Hundred-Shackle Realm.
“If he can’t condense it in 100 years, he’ll cultivate in Hundred-Shackle Realm for an extra 100 years. If he can’t condense it in 10,000 years, he’ll cultivate in Hundred-Shackle Realm for another 10,000 years.”
“Isn’t it bad to mention the name of Wargod?” the Rotkins’ cultivator said worriedly while kneeling on one knee.
“What’s there to be afraid of? Wargod Bloodximius is a proud and arrogant person. How could he find trouble with a nobody like you?”
After the Rotkins’ cultivator left, a smirk appeared on his face.
Even if it was just a rumor, as long as it spread widely enough, everyone would believe it was true.
At that time, if Zhang Ruochen couldn’t condense Grade Three Swordsmanship Saintwill , how could he have the nerve to break through to Thousand-Koan Realm?
Hai Ke swallowed 800 infants and wiped the blood from his mouth. He laughed ferociously. “Your move is malicious! Under divinity, there were only a few cultivators who could condense Heaven Sword Soul.
“Zhang Ruochen probably just wanted to try cultivating Heaven Sword Soul. He didn’t have much hope at all. If he couldn’t cultivate Heaven Sword Soul after being forced by you, how could he appear in Infernal Court again?
Nan Sheng said, “It’s hazardous to break through Heaven Sword Soul. If anything goes wrong, he’ll lose his cultivation or his soul. Are you trying to force Zhang Ruochen to death?”
“Don’t you think it’s interesting?” Yuan Benji laughed.
“Haha!”
The Supreme Saint of Fane of Death laughed loudly.
All this time, they had never mentioned whether Zhang Ruochen could condense Grade Three Swordsmanship Saintwill.
That was because there was no need to mention it.
It was absolutely impossible.
After all, cultivators who cultivated Heaven Sword Soul in Hundred-Shackle Realm only existed in legends.
Zhang Ruochen focused on Time and Dimension. It was impossible for him to cultivate Heaven Sword Soul and become a legend of Swordsmanship.
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Ten days passed.
Because of Light of Origin, more cultivators came to the Royal City of Hundred Clan.
Zhang Ruochen paid no attention to the outside world. He focused on practicing and improving every day.
The strength of his Saint Soul was increasing day by day.
The number of Precepts of Swordsmanship rose to 240 million with difficulty, and it underwent an earth-shaking change.
If the Precepts of Swordsmanship were compared to a thread that could be broken at a single pull. Now, each Precept was like an indestructible golden needle.
During this time, Fukurokuju came once and sent many cultivation resources.
In the room, Zhang Ruochen sat cross-legged. His temperament became more and more fierce. His state of mind was entirely covered by the powerful will of Swordsmanship.
Every strand of hair that floated up was like a peerless sword. It could break through dimensions and create ripples.
Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen stopped and opened his eyes.
In his eyes, numerous sword shadows shuttled back and forth. They flew out with his gaze.
Bang Bang
A gaze from him was a sword.
The sword flew out and shook the protective array in the room.
This was a sign that he couldn’t control the power of Swordsmanship in his body!
Zhang Ruochen quickly used his mighty spiritual power and Saint Soul to control his body’s Precepts of Swordsmanship and comprehension. The sword light in his eyes gradually disappeared and returned to clarity.
“The strength of my Precepts of Swordsmanship has already surpassed Lan Yin. However, my Saint Soul is still a little weaker than him. Although I’d refined a lot of Stellar Soul of God and various Saint Soul Pills, ten years of cultivation is still no match for his three Yuanhui period.
“The following step might be even difficult to improve.”
Zhang Ruochen thought of Dragon Lord’s Dragonic Flame of Origin.
This fire could refine spiritual power, perhaps it could also refine and strengthen the Precepts of Swordsmanship.
Zhang Ruochen understood the principle of gradual progress. He did not continue practicing. Instead, he took out Wordless Sword Manual in the form of a stone sword, the five volumes of Azure Brush, and read them many times.
Time passed day by day. Zhang Ruochen was utterly immersed in the world of Swordsmanship until Le appeared again.
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Le was waiting in the yard.
Under the service of Lian Xi, Zhang Ruochen took a bath and put on his makeup. He changed into a spotless white robe. From the beginning to the end, he held Ancient Abyssal Blade in his hand and felt the special connection between man and sword.
Lian Xi helped Zhang Ruochen comb his hair while she stared at the highly handsome face of the man in the mirror.
It must be said that at this moment, Zhang Ruochen was like a white-clothed sword god. He matched the image of every woman’s dream lover. He could strike a chord in every lady’s heart and was full of charm.
After finishing dressing, Zhang Ruochen suddenly said, “Haven’t you always wanted to go back? Today, I will send you away.”
Lian Xi was slightly startled. She raised her head and stared at Zhang Ruochen closely.
“If you don’t want to go, you can stay,” Zhang Ruochen said.
Lian Xi said, “How am I leaving?”
“I have my ways.”
Zhang Ruochen took out 12 Sword of Judgment from his Ring of Dimensions and suspended them in the room.
“Merge!”
The 12 swords combined into one, and the sword light was extremely bright.
Zhang Ruochen handed the sword to her, “It doesn’t matter if you go back to Celestial Court or Soul Realm. You might not be able to get the glory that you once had. When combined, this set of Sword of Judgment is a Supreme Artifact that belongs to Fane of Light.
“If you have no other choice, you can take this set of Sword of Judgment and go to Fane of Light. Just say that you stole it from me. If you get the Supreme Artifact back, Fane of Light will take you in and treat you as a hero. After all, no one will believe that I gave you a Supreme Artifact.
“Before you go to Fane of Light, remember to cut off this memory.”
Lian Xi stared at Zhang Ruochen for a long time with her beautiful almond eyes. Then she took the Sword of Judgment and put it away. She bit her lips and felt a subtle feeling in her heart.
What was this feeling?
Was she touched… No, this was what he should have done. He owed it to her.
But why couldn’t she feel any hatred when she was about to leave after suffering so many grievances from him?
Zhang Ruochen ignored her and pushed the door open.
Lian Xi suddenly said, “Do you think I will be grateful to you?”
“You still have a little time. You can think about it carefully. If you don’t want to leave, you can stay. I, Zhang Ruochen, will never mistreat you.”
Zhang Ruochen didn’t turn his head back. He went to the yard and talked with Le in the Spatial Domain.
“The god of the Wulvers told me to tell you that the god of Celestial Realm has come!” Le said.
Zhang Ruochen had expected that something big would happen since Le had come. He was not surprised. “Where are the Gods of Infernal Court? Have they heard the news?”
“Only two gods of Celestial Court have come. They are new gods who have avoided the surveillance of Infernal Court’s gods,” Le said.
It was typical for the gods of Celestial Court to avoid surveillance of the Infernal Court and Kunlun gods.
After all, the gods of Kunlun knew that Celestial Court was about to make a move.
It was very likely that Dragon Lord or Empress of Thousand Bones had personally followed Claflin to Celestial Court and watched his every move.
Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said, “It’s impossible for Celestial Court to only send two new gods.”
“Empress thinks so too, so these two new gods should be here to investigate the exact location of Fane of Origin. Once the location is confirmed, the gods of Celestial Court will definitely descend in large numbers. Right now, the gods of Celestial Court don’t dare to make a big fuss.”
Then, Le continued, “This matter is dangerous and of great importance. Dragon Lord said it would be difficult for you to accomplish it yourself. Therefore, a new god of Kunlun will come and help you in secret.”
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