I Became An Immortal On Mortal Realm - Chapter 76

Chapter 76: Chapter 73: Qiankun Fan, Sword Saint’s Legacy [Seeking Monthly Votes]

Translator: 549690339

Watching the Lifespirit Treasure gradually taking shape above Fang Wang’s head, Sword Saint’s eyes flashed with disappointment.

It’s not a sword, what a pity!

But then the Sword Saint thought of his own impending death, and his gaze dimmed again, as he no longer had any other choices.

He stood on the surface of the lake, quietly watching Fang Wang.

As the Lifespirit Treasure became more solid, its aura grew stronger, attracting clouds to gather overhead, rapidly transforming into thunderclouds, with the sound of thunder rolling in the distance.

Afar, the sword cultivators on the surface of the lake who were comprehending the Sword Dao all looked up, confusion appearing on their faces.

Xiao Zi looked up and saw the changing weather, a worried expression in its snake eyes, afraid that the commotion would cause trouble.

Just then, it felt an unimaginable pressure coming from behind, Xiao Zi turned its head and its snake eyes widened in shock.

Sword Saint raised his right hand, and behind the thick mist, shadows of swords rose up, filling the entire lake area with countless sword shadows, forming a Sword Array that emanated Sword Qi, creating a Sword Qi barrier that sealed off the area.

“Don’t worry, I’m safeguarding him,” said Sword Saint.

Upon hearing Sword Saint’s voice, Xiao Zi heaved a sigh of relief.

Wait a minute!

Was he speaking to me?

Xiao Zi tensed up with fear, feeling even more wary of Sword Saint.

Fang Wang heard what Sword Saint said, and his heart settled too. If the other party had malicious intent, there was no need to wait any longer.

At the same time, the far-off sword servants and sword cultivators saw the towering Sword Array and suddenly realized it was Sword Saint’s doing.

Sword Heaven Marsh was vast, but when Sword Saint’s Sword Array rose, it seemed like a giant mountain of Sword Qi, no smaller than the surrounding peaks, with an even more magnificent aura.

Such Sword Qi was enough to immerse every sword cultivator who witnessed the scene.

With Sword Saint safeguarding him, Fang Wang’s subsequent Spiritual Refinement process naturally went smoothly.

Over time, the folding fan above his head gradually solidified, a black fan with flame patterns etched on its leaves, capable of storing Solaris True Fire, designed to target Ghost Instruments.

Heaven’s spiritual energy surged tumultuously, with lightning flashing above, not falling, as if the heavens were expressing their dissatisfaction.

Sword Saint looked at Fang Wang’s treasure spirit and uttered two words: “Earth Origin!”

Being an Earth Origin Spirit Treasure himself, he was well aware of the characteristics of this tier, but he noticed that the treasure spirit was still absorbing heaven and earth’s spiritual energy, meaning its quality had not yet reached the limit of its refinement.

This didn’t surprise Sword Saint much; he had set up the array so that only a treasure spirit surpassing Mysterious Origin could be successfully refined. Fang Wang’s ability to cause such celestial changes proved he was no ordinary Earth Origin. Sword Saint had laid this trap; even for his own sword servants, he had deliberately lowered the standard, afraid to scare away the fated ones.

A sense of anticipation rose in Sword Saint’s heart.

He hoped that this individual could refine a treasure spirit that surpassed Earth Origin.

Just like Fang Wang of the Great Abyss Gate!

Just thinking about Fang Wang made Sword Saint sigh with regret; such a genius had already joined the Great Abyss Gate, and they would certainly not let him go.

With a sect, there are entanglements, which did not fit his criteria for choosing a successor.

Suddenly!

Sword Saint’s expression changed slightly; he felt his treasure spirit tremble, which sparked a gleam of excitement in his eyes.

Could it be…

Fang Wang immersed himself fully in Spiritual Refinement, forgetting all about the outside world.

Time passed unknowingly.

Suddenly, Fang Wang opened his eyes wide, stood up, and the Solaris True Fire on top of his head dispersed, sending waves of heat sweeping in all directions, shaking the Sword Array.

He stood up, reached towards the top of his head, grasped the handle of a fan, and a black folding fan with flame patterns appeared in his hand.

He looked intently and saw Sword Saint’s Sword Array; with a thought, he waved the black folding fan towards the distant Sword Qi barrier.

Boom——

With a single wave of his hand, the surface of the lake exploded, creating a terrifying gale mingled with surging spray, sending waves nearly thirty feet high crashing into the Sword Qi barrier, causing the entire Sword Array to tremble.

Sword Saint raised an eyebrow, his gaze sharpened, and he pointed his two fingers towards the lake. In an instant, the originally shaking Sword Array became as stable as Mount Tai, eventually dissipating the waves.

Fang Wang let out a sigh, lamenting the missed opportunity.

He turned to Sword Saint and bowed, saying, “Junior Zhou Yu thanks the senior Sword Saint for safeguarding the formation. I was just too excited and couldn’t help but try my strength. I hope senior will forgive me.”

If he had managed to break the Sword Array with one strike, that would have been fine; the other party would not dare to complain.

Having failed, he could only be polite.

Of course, he indeed had no intention of offense; he merely wanted to test the strength of his third Lifespirit Treasure.

“It’s fine, I am honored to witness the birth of a Heaven Yuan, and it’s my fortune that this land will see the rise of two Heaven Yuans in the same era. It seems that person did not deceive me; this place can indeed fulfill my wish. It’s just a pity that your treasure spirit is not a sword; otherwise, I would have liked to pass on all my inheritance to you,” said Sword Saint, stroking his beard in reflection. Fang Wang, hearing this, grew even more curious about what Sword Saint wanted to give him.

He wanted to bring out the Rainbow Sword, but he couldn’t act rashly; what if Sword Saint wanted to seize his body?

Honestly, he wasn’t particularly interested in Sword Saint’s inheritance; the supreme arts he used for battle were plenty, and he didn’t want to spend another few hundred years stifled in the Heavenly Palace.

With a flash of inspiration, Fang Wang spoke up: “Senior, thanks to you, I could refine this treasure. Why don’t you do me the honor of naming it?”

Sword Saint hesitated on hearing this, but thinking of his limited time left, he smiled and pondered, “Its power is like fire, its movement like thunder; with a wave it changes Heaven and Earth. Why not call it the Qiankun Fan?”

Qiankun Fan?

Fang Wang thought the name was appropriate and quickly thanked Sword Saint.

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Sword Saint flicked his sleeves, dispelling the Sword Array. The curtain of Sword Qi shattered, and the dense sword energies dispersed like a thick fog, a spectacle of extreme grandeur.

Then, Sword Saint walked towards Fang Wang.

Xiao Zi immediately rushed to Fang Wang’s side, climbed up his leg, and burrowed into his embrace.

Sword Saint landed on the wooden bridge and walked past Fang Wang, leaving behind a sentence, “Continue your cultivation, in a year, I have something to give you.”

Fang Wang watched him as he walked into the loft at the back and then closed the door.

A year?

He wouldn’t be playing tricks, would he?

Considering the power of the Sword Array just now, Fang Wang knew he was no match for Sword Saint; if Sword Saint wanted to harm him, why would he wait a year?

Even if there was a special reason to wait a year, wouldn’t it be prudent to suppress him directly just in case?

After much thought, Fang Wang decided to wait for a year and use this place for his cultivation.

The scenery here was quite nice, very conducive to cultivation.

Fang Wang turned around, toying with the Qiankun Fan in his hand, growing fonder of it the more he looked at it.

A solitary shadow on the cold river, dressed in white, a black fan in hand, approaching with the wind, the lotuses beneath the bridge tossed about, exuding a disheveled beauty, this scene, like a beautiful painting.

…

After the Qiankun Fan was crafted, Fang Wang’s strength greatly increased. He did not wander around but instead sat on the wooden bridge to meditate and cultivate.

The Profound Heart Realm was not enough!

He had to reach the Condensation Spirit Realm as soon as possible, first to have the confidence to face all crises in the Grand Qi Cultivation Realm, and second to obtain the inheritance of Heavenly Gang Saint Body Technique.

Indeed, he was still yearning for the Heavenly Gang Saint Body Technique.

In the blink of an eye.

Half a year had passed.

It took him a full six months to break through to the second level of the Profound Heart Realm. He felt it was too slow, but considering that many spent their whole lives stuck at the first level, he came to terms with it.

After breaking through, he continued to sit at the head of the bridge to cultivate, his eyes open, looking towards the lake.

In this half-year, he kept cultivating while Sword Saint had entered the loft behind and had not come out again. Unable to sense the aura inside the loft, he could not tell if Sword Saint was still there and didn’t want to disturb him rashly.

In recent days, Fang Wang had taken a keen interest in the changes over the lake surface. He always felt that Sword Saint had a special purpose for his cultivation here. The mist over the lake changed daily, and sometimes when it surged, he thought he could vaguely see a figure practicing swordsmanship. But whenever he focused on that thought, the figure in the fog was no longer visible upon looking again.

“Why are you here?”

A familiar voice came, and Fang Wang glanced over to see Fang Hanyu riding his sword towards him, a look of surprise on his face.

Fang Wang secretly sighed in relief; fortunately, the boy hadn’t called out his real name.

This was Fang Hanyu, perceptive and meticulous. As soon as he saw Fang Wang, he knew he was using an assumed name. After all, there was much talk about Fang Wang in Sword Heaven Marsh, especially with Song Jinyuan still in a state of decline.

Fang Wang beckoned to him, and he immediately flew over, alighting beside Fang Wang.

“I’m cultivating here, what about you?” Fang Wang asked with a smile.

Fang Hanyu replied, “I came for Sword Saint’s inheritance, but alas, it’s been more than half a year, and I’ve only seen the elder once. Why don’t you give it a try? You must succeed. In terms of talent for the Sword Dao, I think no one can compare with you.”

Jinghong Divine Sword Art, with its thirty-six techniques ― who in this world could reach such mastery?

Clang!

A noise came from behind, followed by a gust of wind. Fang Wang and his companion turned their heads to look, and there stood Sword Saint behind them.

Sword Saint’s piercing gaze was fixed on Fang Wang as he asked, “Zhou Yu, are you also a sword cultivator?”

Zhou Yu?

Wasn’t that a name from the romance of the Three Kingdoms?

Fang Hanyu was secretly astounded. Since childhood, Fang Wang had liked to tell him stories about the Three Kingdoms. As he grew up, he realized there were no actual Three Kingdoms; the romantic Shu Han and the heroic Wei he knew were clearly inventions of Fang Wang’s.

What surprised him wasn’t that Fang Wang had changed his name, but why choose a name from the Wu faction, which Fang Wang disliked? Why not the name of his beloved Zhuge Liang?

That’s right, in the future, I can also use names from the Three Kingdoms to traverse the martial world and create secret codes with Fang Wang.

Faced with Sword Saint’s intense scrutiny, Fang Wang fought to keep his composure and said, “Hmm, I dabble a bit, but I’m not a pure sword cultivator.”

Sword Saint squinted his eyes and said, “Show me your strongest sword technique. If it pleases me, I will bestow my inheritance upon you too.”

Fang Wang frowned.

If he were to use the Jinghong Divine Sword Art or the Nine Heavens Azure Thunder Sword Formation, his identity could be easily revealed.

A Tai Yuan Sect disciple who had crafted a Heaven Yuan Spirit Treasure…

“If you perform well, not only will I give my inheritance to you, but to him as well,” Sword Saint spoke again, casting a glance towards Fang Hanyu.

Fang Hanyu did not react with excitement but fell silent.

He was unsure of what Fang Wang was hesitating over, but he feared causing trouble for Fang Wang.

Prior to landing, he had scanned the loft with his spiritual sense and detected no presence…

This meant that the man before them was Sword Saint!

Apart from Sword Saint, who else could be so unfathomable?

But… why was Fang Wang resistant to receiving Sword Saint’s inheritance?