The Quest for Immortality

The rest were also utterly shocked, ”It’s actually a fragment of a Magical Treasure sword...”

”But...” Gu An took a few more glances and said with furrowed brows, ”The method for refining this Lifebound Spirit Sword seems a bit special.”

”What’s so special about it?” Mo Hua asked with curiosity.

He was currently only at the Foundation Establishment Early Stage and knew only the bare essentials about what happened after reaching the peak of Foundation Establishment, the breakthrough to the Golden Core Realm, and refining one’s own Magical Treasure.

The Sect Elders also did not allow disciples to harbor too lofty ambitions or ponder over these matters prematurely.

Gu An explained: ”Usually, when refining a Magical Treasure, Body Cultivators focus on Blood Qi, while Spiritual Cultivators emphasize Spiritual Power.”

”The Magical Treasure of a Body Cultivator is nourished by one’s own Blood Qi, uniting the person with the treasure in both offense and defense, achieving perfect harmony, naturally carrying the spirit of blood.”

”For the Spiritual Cultivator’s Magical Treasure, it melds with one’s Spiritual Power, attains a heart-to-heart connection, and acts as if a part of one’s limbs, possessing intrinsic spirituality.”

”For the extremely few cultivators who are geniuses in both Spirit and Body Dual Cultivation, their Lifebound Magical Treasures will consequently possess both blood spirit and spirituality.”

”But this fragmented Magical Treasure sword...”

Gu An frowned, ”It lacks pure Blood Qi and shows no spirituality. While it appears to be in the form of a Magical Treasure, for some reason, it seems no different from a regular Spiritual Artifact.”

”Perhaps it has been soaking in the Blood Pool over the years, and therefore, be it the blood spirit or the spirituality, both might have been contaminated by the evil and muddled blood water and flesh purée...”

Mo Hua’s heart clenched, and his gaze sharpened.

This sword is neither a Blood Qi Magical Treasure nor a spiritually imbued one, but a ”Divine Thought into sword” type of artifact, a ”Divine Thought Treasure” that resonates with Divine Sense.

However...

Mo Hua furrowed his brow, feeling puzzled.

This is the Second Grade State Border, how did this Third Grade Sword Dao Magical Treasure get broken?

Magical Treasures involve knowledge of Tao Cultivation at the Golden Core Realm.

After pondering for a moment without any clear understanding, Mo Hua turned to ask Gu An, who was at the Foundation Establishment Late Stage.

Gu An contemplated for a while then shook his head, ”In the Second Grade State Border, the power of the Golden Core is restricted, along with Blood Qi and Spiritual Power, so logically, it shouldn’t be possible to break this Third Grade precious sword...”

”Could it have been broken elsewhere and then discarded into this Blood Pool?” Gu An speculated.

Mo Hua slightly shook his head.

That year, the Sword Cultivator predecessor entered the fishing village alone, coming out with a pale face, evidently having drained a great deal of Vital Energy.

Thus, this sword must have been broken here.

Beside them, Master She suddenly sneered darkly.

Mo Hua looked displeased, ”What are you laughing at?”

Master She, slightly intimidated by the malicious and unreasonable Mo Hua, restrained his dark expression and simply smirked:

”Nothing.”

”Do you know the origin of this sword?”

Master She wished to say he didn’t know, but under Mo Hua’s penetrating gaze, he didn’t dare to lie and said:

”I only know a bit...”

”Years ago, there was a Sword Cultivator who, naive of his own limits, attempted to offend a Divine Lord with the strength of a mantis, only to have his Swordsmanship broken, his Vital Energy injured, and his Lifebound Sword Weapon severed by the incomparable might of the Divine Lord...”

”Once a Lifebound Sword Weapon is destroyed, it damages the Taoist Foundation. Without repair, advancing further in Cultivation becomes exceedingly difficult.”

”Thereafter, the Divine Lord placed the broken section of the sword at the bottom of this filthy Blood Pool as a warning to others.”

”As long as the broken sword is not retrieved, that Sword Cultivator’s Lifebound Magical Treasure remains incomplete.”

”If it’s never retrieved in his lifetime, his foundation will remain incomplete forever.”

”This is the divine punishment of the Divine Lord.”

As Master She spoke, his face involuntarily took on a sneer, scorn, and reverence for the mighty power of the ”Divine Lord.”

Mo Hua’s expression chilled, ”Half an hour is almost up, go prepare the offering table, or I’ll send you to meet your ’Divine Lord.’”

Master She was startled and then gloomily went back to continue preparing the sacrificial ceremony.

Mo Hua, on the other hand, touched the broken sword in his hand and let out a soft sigh.

Divine Thought into sword, where Divine Thought fuses with the Lifebound Magical Treasure.

That Sword Cultivator predecessor must have relied on Divine Thought into sword, exhausting all his might battling against the corrupted River God.

One man, one sword, fought from the edge of the village to the front of the temple. In the end, the loss was too great, his Divine Thought depleted, Sword Intent self-damaged, leading to his defeat at the hands of the River God, with his Lifebound Sword Weapon consequently breaking...

The injuries that Sword Cultivator predecessor suffered were probably much more severe than they appeared.

Divine Thought into sword, harming the enemy also means harming oneself.

If so, then this predecessor might not have been the only case.

Divine Thought Sword Cultivators, albeit capable of wielding the mighty Divine Thought into sword technique to slay all Demon Monsters and Evil Spirits.

Yet it ultimately uses one’s own Divine Thought as the sword; slaying the Evil Spirits is tantamount to slaying oneself.

A sword too rigid is easily broken.

Once faced with truly powerful Evil Spirits that cannot be cut by Divine Thought, the backlash on oneself is also extremely intense.

It could even break the Lifebound Sword Weapon of a cultivator who practices both Spirit and Body.

Mo Hua had previously heard a bit about this.

It was said that Taixu Gate once had a great number of Sword Cultivators, with Sword Weapons like a forest, and mighty Sword Cultivators emerging in succession.

And if these senior fellow sect members all practiced ”Divine Thought into sword,” then while being powerful, their own selves were necessarily fragile.

To slay Evil Spirits was nearly indistinguishable from severing their own Dao Foundation.

The end of the River God Temple Sword Cultivator predecessor could likely be the fate of most Divine Thought Sword Cultivators.

Mo Hua touched the broken sword, his thoughts filled with emotion.

No wonder no one in Taixu Gate practices ”Divine Thought into sword” these days...

Not only that, now within the Sect, all are state geniuses, family Heavenly Prides, with Top-Grade Spiritual Roots, exceptional talents, each one treasured like jewels.

Taixu Gate probably wouldn’t dare let these disciples practice such a Divine Sense confrontation technique, a Divine Thought Sword Skill that harms the enemy a thousand and self a hundredfold.

”But... I want to learn it!”

”I’m not afraid!”

Mo Hua muttered silently in his heart.

He would love for others to clash Divine Sense with him head-on...

”Yet no one teaches me...” Mo Hua propped his chin, frowning in deep thought; after a while, he stared off into space, transfixed by the broken sword.