I Have A Cultivation World

Chapter 1230: Chapter 676 The Destruction of the Nanxuan Sect Chapter 1230: Chapter 676 The Destruction of the Nanxuan Sect “Brother, I haven’t yet congratulated you on your ‘Nascent Soul Formation,ʼ” Chen Mobai said as he handed over the Treasure Bead to Zhou Shengqing in the sky above Mount Chang Zhuan. The latter naturally hesitated to accept it.

“Junior brother, this is also a spoils of war from your battle…”

“Brother, as a Nascent Soul Cultivator, you are the one who can truly unleash the might of this object. After slaying those two, a great battle between our sect and the Xuan Xiao Dao Palace has become inevitable. When the time comes, only you will be able to confront the Golden Wind Ancestor, so please do not decline.”

Having said this, Zhou Shengqing, who was already quite tempted, immediately felt it would be disrespectful to refuse any longer.

“Thank you, Junior Brother.”

Zhou Shengqing, with a delighted expression, took over the Golden Mirage Pearl and, lovingly investing his Spiritual Power into it, began to attempt refining it.

The Magic Artifacts of the Tianhe Realm held no regard for things like Spirit Stones.

Such objects had never been scarce to their previous owners. The Golden Mirage Pearl was of fourth rank mid-grade, possessing only a faint spirituality. Even though it had just been struck by the Purple Electric Sword, it stubbornly sealed itself off, resisting Zhou Shengqing’s efforts at refining.

“This Magical Weapon has been refined by Xuan Shu for over a century. Without the correct Refine Treasure mantra, I can only bring its most basic functions into play in the short term.”

After trying for a while, Zhou Shengqing was both pleased and worried as he gazed at the Treasure Bead in his hand.

As a Nascent Soul Cultivator, with continued effort, he would one day be able to completely eradicate the traces of Xuan Shu’s Divine Consciousness imprint and replace them with his own.

But to fully unleash the weapon’s power, he would still need the corresponding mantras and heart methods for refining and mastering the treasure.

Speaking of which, Chen Mobai thought of the Precious Golden Light Spell he himself had been practicing.

Although he also had always been cultivating this Spell, he mostly did so to pass the fragmented time in daily practice, and thus had only reached the realm of Sealing Treasure.

However, due to his perseverance over the years, he was not far from attaining the realm of Precious Treasure.

Moreover, now that Chen Mobai was at the Golden Core Fourth Layer, the speed of his refining of the Golden Crystal was faster. By his estimation, with a couple more years of hard work, he could forge the eighty-one rays of Precious Golden Light, upgrading this secret technique to the realm of “Precious Treasure.”

Chen Mobai had continued to cultivate this secret technique precisely because he saw its potential when cultivated to the utmost limit—the “Refine Treasure” realm.

It could enable him to become a fourth-grade Treasure Appraiser of the Immortal Gate out of nothing.

“Let’s see if there are any related methods in Xuan Shu’s Storage Bag. Maybe with a bit of luck, we can find them.”

Chen Mobai’s Precious Golden Light had no effect on the Golden Mirage Pearl, but he quickly thought of another possibility and handed over the Storage Bag to Zhou Shengqing.

Xuan Shu, a cultivator with Perfect Core Formation, had his Divine Consciousness Imprint in it, which Zhou Shengqing could easily break through.

“Well, one can hope…”

Zhou Shengqing nodded as he took over the Storage Bag. Just as he was about to open it, his expression suddenly froze, and then he turned to look towards the empty northern sky.

“Brother, what’s happened?”

Chen Mobai’s Divine Sense was not as sharp as that of a Nascent Soul Cultivator, and he did not notice Fang Xuanyang or Luo Yixuan, who were flying towards them from afar.

“Ha ha ha, the last fish that slipped through the net is coming to deliver itself to death!”

Zhou Shengqing laughed heartily as he shared his discovery with Chen Mobai, who, upon hearing it, couldn’t help but laugh as well.

The two of them leisurely descended to the ground.

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Fang Xuanyang, who was excited, finally arrived here. Looking at the half-destroyed Mount Chang Zhuan, he marveled at the power of Xuan Shu’s Heavenly Wind Finger, feeling the blend of Wind Spiritual Power that had yet to dissipate.

Of course, Fang Xuanyang also sensed another powerful Fire Spiritual Power, thinking that Chen Guixian was indeed as remarkable as his reputation, to be able to fight Xuan Shu to such an extent.

It was just a pity that he was born into the wrong sect. Even if he were a genius, once they from the Xuan Xiao Dao Palace regarded him as an enemy, he could only become a corpse.

Fang Xuanyang landed serenely above the ruins of Mount Chang Zhuan, and with a smile that was not quite a smile, turned around to look at the female cultivator in palace attire who had been following him.

At this moment, Luo Yixuan, seeing him halt, also realized something was amiss. As she got closer, she too sensed the powerful Spiritual Power still present in the air, one strand of which was very familiar to her.

Just as she was cautiously preparing to retreat, Fang Xuanyang suddenly let out a hearty laugh, took out his Lifespan Artifact, and turned to attack Luo Yixuan, preventing her from leaving.

“You’re doomed now, to dare chase me here. I don’t mind telling you, this is where your master will be buried. My senior brothers Xuan Qi and Xuan Shu are already here. This way, after you and your master die, you can share the same grave, haha!”

Thinking he had the upper hand, Fang Xuanyang no longer held back, rushing towards Luo Yixuan.

But suddenly, he noticed that although Luo Yixuan initially wore a panicked expression, her eyes quickly brightened as if she saw something, and she smiled charmingly.

“What are you smiling at, facing death like this?”

Fang Xuanyang thought Luo Yixuan was making a last-ditch effort to fight for her life, and to avoid being taken away by a fourth-grade Magical Weapon, he took out a life-saving Talisman from his Storage Bag.

“He’s just laughing at you for falling into the trap!”

A clear voice suddenly rose from the Fang Market below.

Upon hearing this, Fang Xuanyang’s eyes widened in shock; he turned to look and then saw Chen Mobai and Zhou Shengqing flying out from one of the ruined buildings.