Daily Divination From Market Rogue Cultivator To Immortal Venerable - Chapter 433

Chapter 433 Sword Skill Soars, Encounter with a Female Immortal (Seeking Subscription)

Outside the forging furnace, flames roared, and inside, everything

was a deep crimson. The Dragon Emperor Sword floated and sank within, its cracks shrinking until it was finally whole.

“Come!”

Li Chang’an raised his hand.

The Dragon Emperor Sword flew out and landed in his hand.

Its blade shone brightly, and the roar of a dragon and the cry of a sword resounded simultaneously,

its sword intent soaring to the heavens! He smiled and presented it to Qi Jiuyang.

“Fellow Daoist Qi, I have not failed you!”

Looking at the perfectly restored sword, Qi Jiuyang was somewhat surprised.

He truly hadn’t expected that even Cang Hong had failed, yet Li Chang’an had succeeded.

The Dragon Emperor Sword had been restored to perfection, the entire sword a seamless whole, without the slightest flaw, as if the crack had never existed.

“Fellow Daoist Lin’s talent is beyond my comprehension,”

Qi Jiuyang said, accepting the sword with a sigh.

Previously, Li Chang’an was not only a genius in swordsmanship but also possessed considerable talent in talismans and arrays, which was already astonishing.

But today, he displayed astonishing weapon-forging skills.

Li Chang’an saw through his thoughts and smiled, “Actually, it’s not a matter of skill. The reason other weapon-forgers couldn’t repair this item is because they lack the necessary treasures.”

“Treasures?”

“That’s right. Repairing this sword requires special treasures related to faith, and I happen to have one.”

“I see!”

Qi Jiuyang’s face showed realization.

Cang Hong, standing to the side, also understood. He hadn’t lost in terms of skill.

However, materials were part of one’s own accumulation and foundation; ultimately, it was his foundation that was insufficient.

He had nothing to say, cupped his hands in farewell, and returned to the side hall where the transaction had taken place.

After he left,

Qi Jiuyang took out a piece of cloth from his storage bag and handed it to Li Chang’an.

The cloth was entirely azure, its surface covered with lightning patterns, occasionally flashing with tiny bursts of lightning—the very treasure needed to repair the umbrella.

Lightning-patterned cloth!

This cloth was extremely rare; it was rumored that the conditions for its formation were extremely demanding, and it could only appear in places where lightning struck year-round.

“Indeed, it is lightning-patterned cloth, exactly as described in the ancient texts!”

Li Chang’an smiled, completing the deal with Qi Jiuyang.

Now, all he needed was a piece of ten-thousand-year-old lightning-struck wood to repair the half of the Heavenly Thunder Umbrella.

Before he could

even speak, Qi Jiuyang said, “Fellow Daoist Lin, the treasure you used to repair the Dragon Emperor Sword should be more valuable than this lightning-patterned cloth. I’ve gotten a good deal this time. Do you need any other treasures?”

Li Chang’an smiled, “If I wanted a tribulation-crossing treasure, Fellow Daoist Qi probably wouldn’t give it to me.”

“This…”

Qi Jiuyang smiled awkwardly.

Tribulation-crossing treasures were too precious, concerning the future Nascent Soul cultivators of the Great Qi Immortal Dynasty; he naturally couldn’t give them away.

Li Chang’an took in the changes in his expression, no longer mentioning the tribulation-crossing treasure, but instead inquired, “I also need a piece of ten-thousand-year-old lightning-struck wood. I’ve heard that the Great Qi has traded this item before. Does Fellow Daoist Qi have any left?”

Hearing this, Qi Jiuyang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He immediately replied, “Of course I do, but the original lightning-struck wood is exhausted. Please give me some time, Fellow Daoist Lin, as I need to retrieve a portion from the Azure Wood Divine Tower.”

“Alright, thank you, Fellow Daoist Qi.”

Li Chang’an wasn’t in a hurry and didn’t have Qi Jiuyang sign a spirit contract.

As the current emperor of the Great Qi, this man was renowned and always trustworthy; his verbal promise was sufficient.

After a brief conversation,

the two left the forging room and returned to the side hall where everyone was trading.

The trading wasn’t over yet, and almost everyone had several or dozens of treasures floating in front of them.

Seeing this,

Li Chang’an also took out some treasures that could be exchanged.

Rare fourth-tier treasures, special fourth-tier pills, fourth-tier demon corpses, and so on.

Everyone was somewhat surprised to see the treasures he took out.

“This is a fourth-tier sand rat demon corpse? He even captured the demon infant alive!”

“Fellow Daoist Lin’s strength is truly remarkable.”

“He even has top-grade spirit stones…”

“…”

The quality of the treasures he took out was top-tier among the many treasures here.

Many people present were tempted.

However, upon seeing Li Chang’an’s requirements, they all shook their heads, their faces showing regret.

Li Chang’an’s requirements were equally high, no less than Qi Jiuyang’s.

Nascent Soul treasures, fourth-tier dragon blood, the core inheritances of the nine ancient sects, and so on—all were precious and rare.

“Why hasn’t anyone approached me for a trade?”

Li Chang’an waited for a long time, but no one communicated with him telepathically.

Finally, he took the initiative to speak and asked Qi Jiuyang.

“Fellow Daoist Qi, the Great Qi Immortal Dynasty has existed for 30,000 years. Has it not obtained the core inheritances of the nine immortal sects?”

“The Great Qi has not obtained the core cultivation techniques of the nine immortal sects, but it has obtained some fragments of core spells. Fellow Daoist Lin, please take a look…”

Qi Jiuyang presented dozens of jade slips for Li Chang’an to choose from.

These jade slips

contained the core spells of ancient sects.

In terms of grade, they were all of the same “perfect” grade as Li Chang’an’s Azure Wood Divine Light, Ancient Wood Divine Armor, and Yin-Yang Sword Formation.

However, they were all incomplete, mostly consisting of only fragments, making them impossible to cultivate.

Only a few of them are cultivable, and their power is far less than when they are complete, even inferior to ordinary “pseudo-heavenly grade” spells.

Qi Jiuyang explained, “Very few core inheritances of the nine great immortal sects have been discovered in the ruins throughout the cultivation world. Before that great calamity, the nine great immortal sects may have already hidden their core inheritances.”

“Yes, that should be the case,”

Li Chang’an replied, continuing to peruse the numerous spells, hoping to find something useful to improve his strength.

However, these spells were all too incomplete.

Learning them would be useless.

Li Chang’an was already incredibly lucky to have obtained the Ancient Evergreen Technique and the Yin-Yang Sword Formation.

Furthermore, both inheritances are incomplete; the Evergreen Ancient Tree Technique lacks a successor, and the Yin-Yang Sword Formation is missing eight additional sword formations.

“It’s a pity there aren’t more sword formations,”

Li Chang’an said with some regret.

“Never mind, even if I obtained more sword formations, with my current abilities, I might not be able to fully control them. They would likely appear powerful but actually have scattered power.”

Li Chang’an collected his thoughts and returned all the jade slips to Qi Jiuyang.

Afterwards,

he discussed the matter of fourth-tier dragon blood with Qi Jiuyang.

Qi Jiuyang didn’t hide anything, stating that the Great Qi Treasury contained more than ten portions of fourth-tier dragon blood.

However, fourth-tier dragon blood has many uses and is extremely rare; he must keep it for himself and his descendants and cannot trade it.

Hearing this, Li Chang’an didn’t insist.

About half an hour later

, the small trade fair officially ended.

Before leaving, Qinglong, Zhuque, and others privately transmitted their messages to Li Chang’an, hoping to exchange other treasures for the demon corpse, demon infant, and top-grade spirit stones in his possession.

Li Chang’an refused all of them.

The treasures they offered were precious, but useless to him.

He bid farewell to everyone and left the Great Qi Imperial Palace.

Qi Jiuyang escorted him outside the palace.

“Fellow Daoist Lin, take care. I will inform you immediately once I obtain the ten-thousand-year-old lightning-struck wood.”

“Alright.”

Li Chang’an used his escape technique and vanished into the horizon in an instant.

…

Several hours later.

He changed his identity and returned to the Zixia Sect.

For the next ten days or so, he did not leave again, sensing Song Yu’er’s condition every day.

“Yu’er’s state of mind is completely peaceful now; it’s time for her to form her core.”

“After her last Foundation Establishment, that symbol was no longer so resistant to me. If she successfully forms her core this time, that symbol might undergo even more changes.”

Li Chang’an was somewhat expectant.

He had prepared a large number of core-forming treasures, even more than he had prepared for his own core-forming years ago!

“Try to eliminate all accidents and ensure her success on the first try.”

Li Chang’an secretly set up several fourth-order arrays around the Daoist temple to prevent outsiders from interfering with the core-forming process.

After that, he called Song Yu’er to his side and shared many insights and experiences regarding Core Formation with her.

The next day at noon ,

Song Yu’er entered her secluded cultivation area to officially begin her attempt at Core Formation.

Not long after, the world changed dramatically, and the celestial phenomenon of Core Formation appeared.

“It shouldn’t fail,”

Li Chang’an thought silently, observing the celestial phenomenon.

As expected,

a few days later,

Song Yu’er successfully formed her Core, achieving a quality of half-step Immortal.

That evening, Li Chang’an summoned her alone to the depths of his cave and attempted to contact the spiritual symbol again.

He used the Divine Transformation Technique, splitting hundreds of strands of divine consciousness to quietly approach the silver-white symbol from various directions, successfully forming a cage of divine consciousness.

“Collect!”

With a thought, Li Chang’an slowly shrank the cage.

A moment later,

the cage had shrunk to its maximum size, gently touching the symbol.

“Buzz—”

The symbol trembled slightly, still showing some resistance, but it didn’t explode or escape; it simply allowed Li Chang’an to touch it.

In an instant,

a flood of insights into the power of the void surged through Li Chang’an’s mind.

He was pleasantly surprised to discover that he could not only gain insights but also sense a trace of the symbol’s power.

“Perhaps I can utilize this power?”

he suddenly thought, and immediately began to experiment.

This portion of power seemed to be merely the tip of the iceberg for the symbol.

However, Li Chang’an used most of his divine sense to barely mobilize a trace, ultimately using this trace to unleash a special divine sense technique.

“Seal!”

Wisps of weak void power instantly appeared, transforming into a cage that sealed off a small area of space.

Li Chang’an vaguely sensed that this space was completely isolated from the outside world; anything trapped within would have no chance of escape until the void power dissipated.

“It’s somewhat similar to the Netherworld Domain of the Fiend Soul, but the Netherworld Domain is a soul-based technique, unable to target divine sense, while this void cage is formed by directly mobilizing void power, capable of sealing even divine sense.”

During combat, if divine sense is sealed, perception of the surroundings will be greatly reduced.

However…

This void technique requires far too much preparation time and is far too troublesome.

Li Chang’an can’t possibly bring Song Yu’er along while fighting, and then painstakingly expend most of his divine sense to mobilize her void power.

Nascent Soul battles are unpredictable, leaving no time for preparation.

Just then, the tremors of the symbol grew increasingly violent, its resistance becoming more pronounced.

Li Chang’an immediately dispersed his divine sense, ceasing all contact with it.

A moment later,

the symbol returned to calm.

Li Chang’an sat cross-legged, eyes slightly closed, quietly absorbing his insights.

…

The next day.

He opened his eyes and slowly exhaled.

“This time I’ve gained a lot. In terms of mastery of the void, there should be few in the entire cultivation world who can compare to me.”

Li Chang’an took out the Realm-Splitting Talisman and carefully examined it.

The spiritual patterns on the Realm-Splitting Talisman were particularly complex, most related to void power, which he initially couldn’t understand at all.

Now, he could understand over 90% of the spiritual patterns.

Only a very few remained incomprehensible.

“Perhaps I can try to replicate it.”

After a moment’s thought,

Li Chang’an took out talisman paper and spirit ink, and sat cross-legged behind the table.

He concentrated intently, gripped the talisman brush tightly, and used all his skills in talismans and the void to slowly draw spiritual patterns on the talisman.

This time, he wasn’t trying to replicate the complete rift talisman; he only wanted to try to obtain a lower-level version with similar effects.

However,

not long after he started,

he heard a “hiss,” a wisp of green smoke rose, and the entire talisman was completely ruined.

“Failed.”

Li Chang’an remained calm, his gaze serene, and slowly analyzed the reasons for the failure.

After a moment,

he picked up the brush again for a second attempt.

But this time, it also ended in failure, and with very little progress.

Over the next half day, Li Chang’an failed dozens of times.

He felt a throbbing pain in his head, his spiritual energy overloaded, and he had to give up.

“With my current talisman skills and mastery of the void, replicating this talisman is still too much of a stretch.”

“Forget it, there’s no rush.”

“I already possess the means to fight against a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator. There shouldn’t be many in the cultivation world who can force me to use the final chance of the Realm-Splitting Talisman.”

Li Chang’an slowly shook his head and put down his talisman brush.

The reason he wanted to replicate the Realm-Splitting Talisman was to save his life.

This talisman was a life-saving weapon, but unfortunately, it had a limited number of uses, and he only had one left.

Fortunately, he already had enough self-defense capabilities, and even if he encountered a mid-Nascent Soul old demon like Blood River True Monarch again, he could fight him.

Unless he was extremely unlucky and encountered a late-Nascent Soul cultivator.

But in the current cultivation world, there were no confirmed late-Nascent Soul cultivators, even Tianming was only a suspected one.

“Tianming rarely shows himself, so the possibility of me facing him is not high.”

Li Chang’an rubbed his temples and swallowed a few pills to recover.

Half an hour later, he had basically recovered and was no longer as tired as before.

He took out the teleportation array, carefully observing each array pattern and analyzing the overall structure of the array.

“This enlightenment has allowed me to understand more array patterns. If I have a few more enlightenments, even if I can’t replicate the teleportation array, I can still repair the dozen or so teleportation arrays in the Fire Cloud Secret Realm.”

Li Chang’an had long awaited the secret worlds connected by those dozen or so teleportation arrays.

His current strength was inseparable from the Fire Cloud Secret Realm.

If he could obtain a dozen or so secret realms unique to him, his strength would undoubtedly increase significantly.

Half a day later.

Li Chang’an put away the teleportation array and pondered the art of void.

He suddenly thought, “Could I use the power of void symbols to temporarily seal the sword talisman within Ye Mengxian’s body?”

That sword talisman was the source of Li Chang’an’s swordsmanship strength.

Unlike void symbols, the sword talisman still resisted him fiercely, showing no cooperation whatsoever.

If he could seal it for a moment,

Li Chang’an could have contact with it for longer, gaining more insights and thus advancing further in his swordsmanship!

Thinking of this…

He quietly left the Zixia Sect and went to the Wanjian Sect to bring Ye Mengxian back.

Ye Mengxian, now at the late Golden Core stage, was the strongest in the entire Wanjian Sect and was seen by He Xiangfeng and others as the sect’s hope for becoming a Nascent Soul sect.

Li Chang’an led her deep into the cave, concealing her body with array power, and then summoned Song Yu’er again.

He patted Song Yu’er’s head: “Yu’er, cooperate one more time. I need to borrow your power.”

“Okay, Senior, please use it.”

Song Yu’er closed her eyes, continuously releasing her intention to cooperate into the depths of her sea of consciousness.

Li Chang’an probed the depths of her sea of consciousness with his divine sense, touching the void symbol.

The symbol trembled again, but still did not explode.

Li Chang’an immediately channeled a wisp of void power, swiftly embedding it into Ye Mengxian’s spine, forming a void cage around the sword talisman.

Then,

his divine sense surged forth, touching the sword talisman.

“Buzz—”

The sword talisman trembled violently, its reaction far exceeding that of the void talisman, exploding almost instantly into a shower of golden light.

Normally, it would have immediately fled, reforming elsewhere.

However,

this time was different.

Due to the void cage’s obstruction, it had nowhere to escape, only able to frantically thrash about within the narrow confines.

During this time,

Li Chang’an continuously interacted with the sword talisman’s power, his sword comprehension rapidly increasing.

Suddenly, he was momentarily dazed, a blurry image appearing before his eyes.

In that image, a white-clad female sword immortal, ethereal and otherworldly, possessed unparalleled beauty, breathtakingly gorgeous.

She was engaged in a great battle.

Opposite her

were thousands upon thousands of powerful figures, each indescribably strong, seemingly celestial beings.

“Clang—”

A sword’s cry suddenly rang out.

Immediately afterward, a dazzling sword light appeared out of nowhere, illuminating the entire world as if it would become eternal.

When the sword light dissipated, the countless enemy figures had vanished.

The female immortal, dressed in snow-white robes, untouched by dust, radiant and aloof, suddenly turned and glanced back, her gaze seemingly piercing through endless years and time, meeting Li Chang’an’s eyes.

Li Chang’an trembled violently, letting out a muffled groan,

and the scene before him vanished. Crimson blood oozed from his eyes, ears, and mouth, his aura plummeted, and his face turned deathly pale.

But in his mind, a vast amount of sword dao insights surged forth.

Song Yu’er was terrified by his appearance and hurriedly took out some pills.

“Senior, are you alright?” “

I’m fine, Yu’er, you can go out now.”

Li Chang’an casually waved his hand, sending Song Yu’er out of the cave and sealing the entire cave.

After that, he instantly entered a state of enlightenment that ordinary people could only dream of.

This enlightenment lasted for a full three days!

During this period, Li Chang’an’s swordsmanship skills rapidly increased, reaching a level unimaginable to ordinary people.

One evening, he ended his enlightenment, opened his eyes, his gaze sharp, as if two flying swords were about to be unleashed, but quickly returned to calm.

He slowly exhaled a few breaths, concealing his aura.

A moment later,

with a thought, he unleashed a wisp of sword energy.

This wisp of sword energy shone brightly, dazzling and captivating, like a sword strike from a celestial being descending to earth, containing a uniquely special aura.

“This enlightenment has allowed me to comprehend a special swordsmanship realm. In this realm, my control over my own swordsmanship is far greater than before,”

Li Chang’an mused to himself.

This special realm was difficult to describe in words, and he had never seen anything like it in ancient texts.

At his level in swordsmanship, no one could guide him; he could only explore it slowly on his own.

He named this realm “Flying Immortal.”

(End of Chapter)