The Transmigrator's Cultivation - Chapter 422

Tu Jin stood behind Yun Lie, silently observing for a while.

Logically, what the sword cultivators comprehended in front of the Sword Spirit Wall should be invisible to outsiders; only those like Xu Ziqing, who share a deep bond with their partners, could catch a glimpse. Naturally, Tu Jin couldn’t see it either, but he was very familiar with the aura of “creation.”

In the past, when Tu Jin struggled to make further progress with his sword intent, he had also attempted to create a sword technique to align with his own bloodthirsty and soul-executing sword path. However, he hadn’t succeeded at that time—evidencing his lack of experience.

No matter how much he studied, he always felt something was missing.

So, over time, Tu Jin set that aside and devoted himself solely to refining his sword intent.

However, this was something he had researched for many years, and he was very familiar with it. The aura emanating from Yun Lie was significantly stronger than what he had possessed back then, leading him to understand that this junior had already accomplished what he hadn’t.

This evoked a sense of emotion within him, compelling him to stop.

Yun Lie was completely unaware of Tu Jin behind him; there was no trace of his aura surrounding him.

Thus, he slowly continued to refine the sword technique he had created, and the towering sword phantom on the Sword Spirit Wall began to shift and change.

With each move, he continually overturned and started anew.

After a while, Yin Xiu seemed to have realized something, standing up from in front of the Sword Spirit Wall, preparing to re-enter the Sword Pagoda. However, as he walked this way, he noticed Tu Jin standing behind Yun Lie and was slightly surprised, so he approached. Soon after, he also stopped.

As time passed, Xun Liang arrived as well, doing the same.

Though the three of them could not glimpse the Sword Spirit Wall, merely sensing that aura had already led them to some understanding.

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In the Zifu’s Small Universe, within the Realm of Ten Thousand Trees.

The Green Dragon of Wood let out a long roar, gathering green light into a ball that fell onto the massive body of a true dragon.

As if responding, the colossal true dragon erupted with brilliant radiance, its oppressive force shaking heaven and earth!

The light swelled and contracted, repeating dozens of times. Suddenly, the dragon opened its mouth wide and let out a resounding dragon roar—

Then, it fiercely opened its dragon eyes, shooting out a beam of golden light that was a yard long!

At the same time, surrounding this gigantic true dragon, countless big dragons, small dragons, long dragons, and slender dragons all opened their eyes.

Numerous golden lights shot out, and that aura made people tremble, filling their hearts with dread!

Xu Ziqing also opened his eyes, and the green light in his eyes gradually softened and dissipated.

Finally succeeded…

The Ten Thousand Woods Transformation Technique could transform ten thousand trees into dragon forms, possessing some of the true dragon’s strength. When unleashed, it would carry boundless might.

From this moment onward, he had gained yet another means.

Xu Ziqing smiled slightly, shifting his thoughts.

In that small universe, the ten thousand dragons suddenly transformed back into ten thousand trees, bursting with vibrant life.

Then, he continued to practice diligently, vowing to master this technique thoroughly; otherwise, expending so much effort in battle would be quite inconvenient.

Before long, half a year had passed.

During this time, Xu Ziqing had mastered the Ten Thousand Woods Dragon Transformation Technique to about seventy or eighty percent proficiency; he could easily transform ordinary trees into dragons in the blink of an eye, but for those extremely precious second-tier trees, he still couldn’t manage it. As for the bloodthirsty demon vine, Rongjin, its power was not inferior to that of a true dragon, so there was no need for further transformation.

Being able to transform many trees into dragons for combat not only endowed him with some dragon aura and might but also significantly enhanced his own capabilities through fusion.

Additionally, he had also become proficient with techniques such as the Yizhi of Life and Death and the Qingyun Needle.

Even the Four Seasons Sword Technique and the Four-Character Sword FormulaI missed this, when did he learned this one??? had been refined, allowing him to integrate their insights into the Qingyun Needle.

There were also some formations, talismans, and incantations—everything useful he understood to some extent.

At this point, Xu Ziqing sighed, deciding to leave seclusion.

He wanted to check on how his shixiong was doing.

With this thought, he walked straight out.

The tavern in front was quite lively. As Xu Ziqing stepped outside, he first went to the main hall and looked for the tavern keeper.

When the keeper saw Xu Ziqing, he immediately put on a smile: “Is there anything I can assist you with, guest?”

Xu Ziqing smiled back and said, “Due to my seclusion, I’ve delayed some days and have come to settle my account.” He had previously paid for two months of lodging but hadn’t expected to remain in seclusion for so long. Although the keeper was an ordinary person, he was quite perceptive; even if the payment was insufficient, he didn’t cause any trouble, which Xu Ziqing greatly appreciated.

Upon hearing this, the keeper replied, “I see. Please wait a moment.” His attitude was neither servile nor haughty as he quickly calculated. Within just a few breaths, he had the total: “You owe thirty-seven top-grade spirit stones for one hundred eighty-five days, at five stones every five days.”

Xu Ziqing nodded slightly, brushing his hand, and dozens of spirit stones fell onto the counter, which the keeper quickly collected. He wasn’t planning to check out; the formation and restrictions in his room hadn’t been removed, so he casually added, “I’ll be staying a bit longer…” He then took out one hundred top-grade spirit stones, saying, “Please keep these for now. Regardless of whether I check in or not, please reserve the room for me.” After pausing, he continued, “I’ve set up a formation, so if there’s nothing urgent, please do not disturb it.”

The keeper was somewhat surprised to see so many spirit stones. Having lived here for many years, he knew that many cultivators from the lower realms would come here to cultivate; while some would also come to seclude themselves, most would leave after just a few days. Therefore, they often needed to conserve their spirit stones for expenses related to the Sword Pagoda. What he saw today from this guest was quite rare… but while rare, it was not unheard of. He quickly reacted, accepted the spirit stones, and warmly said, “Rest assured, guest. No one will disturb you. If you have any requests, just send a message, and we will serve you well.”

Xu Ziqing was very satisfied and bid farewell to the keeper as he headed outside. However, just as he reached the tavern door, he suddenly furrowed his brow and took a step back.

At that moment, a figure fell from the sky, crashing down right in front of the tavern. Had he not taken that step back, it would have likely fallen on him.

But why had such a scene appeared?

Xu Ziqing lifted his head to look ahead.

There was a surge of killing intent rushing toward him.

The target was none other than the figure that had just fallen!

He saw the blue-clad figure leap up, with a dazzling light of treasures swirling before him, raising his sword to defend against the incoming attack. However, the sword’s momentum was fierce, easily piercing through the treasure light and aiming to strike the blue-clad figure. Yet, the blue-clad figure seized the opportunity to flip in mid-air, quickly moving a yard away.

Among the two, the blue-clad figure was only at the Core Formation stage, while the one dressed in ochre robes was a Golden Core cultivator.

But it seemed the former didn’t understand swordsmanship, and the latter’s sword intent was only at the first realm.

So why were these two trying to kill each other?

Xu Ziqing felt confused but remained silent, watching their battle unfold.

The ochre-robed sword cultivator attacked mercilessly, while the blue-clad figure slipped and dodged like an eel, his movements incredibly elusive. Despite their significant disparity in cultivation, he managed to escape every time… This was truly hard to believe.

Before long, the blue-clad figure suddenly transformed into smoke and abruptly vanished!

The ochre-robed sword cultivator, not being careful for a moment, lost track of the blue-clad thief and could only snort in anger before turning and leaving in large strides.

Once the two of them disappeared, the tavern was immediately filled with discussions.

“How much has Gui Chou stolen from others?”

“That ochre-robed immortal probably has over a hundred items stolen now!”

“Even until today, no one has managed to catch Gui Chou. Truly lives up to his reputation!”

“If the old thief knows about this in the afterlife, he must be closing his eyes in peace…”

Xu Ziqing listened to all this but didn’t pay much attention. However, he did learn that the blue-clad figure was named Gui Chou, who had stolen treasures from the ochre-robed sword cultivator, leading to the chase. But Gui Chou wasn’t new to stealing; he had never been caught, so he must possess some powerful artifact that complemented his unique movement technique… Xu Ziqing suspected it was the pair of magical boots, which enhanced his speed by several times.

Since it was just a small episode, he didn’t think too much about it and headed towards the Sword Pagoda.

Once he reached the inner area of the Sword Spirit Wall, Xu Ziqing didn’t need to pay much attention to spot his shixiong. What surprised him was that three sword cultivator friends were all sitting cross-legged behind his shixiong, intently watching his back. Their focused demeanor was surprisingly similar to that of other sword cultivators facing the Sword Spirit Wall.

In addition, there were several sword cultivators surrounding them, but they usually left after only a brief glance.

Xu Ziqing was puzzled and approached his shixiong. Looking down, he noticed that the strand of divine consciousness he had left earlier hadn’t been disturbed. It was evident that his shixiong hadn’t emerged from that realm since he had left… Xu Ziqing guessed that his shixiong must be comprehending something extremely profound, and Tu Jin and the others must have also sensed something.

Due to his insufficient swordsmanship, Xu Ziqing didn’t attempt to pry into his shixiong’s understanding; he simply observed that his shixiong was unbothered. He retracted the original strand of divine consciousness and sent another one to inform his brother of his whereabouts. Then, he decided to wander around the area and check out the markets to see if there were any items he needed or if there were other differences compared to the lower realms.

Not far from there, Xu Ziqing reached the nearby market. The tavern where he had previously stayed was located within this market.

To the right of the tavern was a long street, tightly packed with numerous stalls, neatly divided like grid sections.

He started from the first stall, inspecting the items one by one. If he came across something he had never seen before, he would take a closer look.

At this moment, Xu Ziqing spotted a divine stone.

In the Nine Void Realm, this divine stone was equivalent in value to a top-grade spirit stone. He casually exchanged two pieces with the stall owner and examined them closely.

The stone was the size of a pigeon’s egg, jet black like coal, but with a remarkable sheen, feeling very smooth and warm to the touch.

After a brief investigation, he realized it contained a type of power that was completely different from spiritual energy… it could not be fused.

Xu Ziqing understood that this power was what cultivators of the Shen path required, and it could be exchanged for top-grade spirit stones, probably because in the Nine Void Realm, those with spiritual roots practiced with it. However, divine stones of different grades contained varying powers, yet they all exchanged uniformly for top-grade spirit stones… This was the price that people from the lower realms had to pay here. No wonder so many cultivators had to live frugally.

Otherwise, they wouldn’t be able to stay in the Nine Void Realm for long.

Just as he was pondering this, Xu Ziqing suddenly felt something unusual. His expression shifted slightly as he reached out his hand.

Translator: Lynn

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