Chapter 24.1 Walking Side by Side (2/2)

After Baili Qingmiao fainted, Qiu Congxue was “concerned” and wanted to recover her soul which means she really became attached to her disciple Baili Qingmiao. She even wanted to pass on the mantle of ghost cultivation to her, with such a “caring” master following the heroine, how will the plot develop? Wen Renhe also wanted to know.

Putting the plot aside for the moment the most important thing right now was helping Yin Hanjiang refine his sword.

When a cultivator has his own bound magic weapon, they could rely on the spirituality of the treasure to gain a more thorough understanding of the “dao”. Wen Renhe hoped that after Yin Hanjiang accepted his new sword he could let go of his attachment to him and really make plans for his own future. In this way, if one day, Wen Renhe really died as it was written in the book, Yin Hanjiang could maintain his sanity and not go crazy like in the plot.

Red Underworld Sword who already had its spiritual nature, sensed that Wen Renhe wanted to refine it. It came out of its sheath and was about to escape but was enveloped by a blood light cage.

“Venerable.” Yin Hanjiang did not expect that Wen Renhe would actually cut off his own arm so the arm could turn into red mist as he held Broken Mountain Meteorite Iron in his hand and forcibly fused it with the Red Underworld Sword.

“If you want to refine a divine weapon in the center of the earth fire, someone must bath the sword with blood.” Wen Renhe said calmly, “Since ancient times, the masters of the demonic path would capture and refine cultivators above the Nascent Soul as the vessel of the weapon and lock their soul with magic treasure in order to refine the peerless magic weapon.”

Of course, the righteous cultivator who wanted to refine their magic weapons would not choose the same path and they would try to capture spiritual cultivation.

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Spiritual cultivation was the spiritual things of heaven and earth, such as unicorns and other spiritual beasts all belonged to the realm of spiritual cultivation. Righteous cultivators would take fragments of spiritual beasts that belonged to spiritual cultivation as a tool for refining so they could refine quasi-immortal weapons.

Of course, there were also some dying cultivators who would fuse with their magic weapon in order to gain new opportunities.

None of the above methods would be used by Wen Renhe. Wherever it was, Nascent Soul cultivators or fragments of spiritual beast would have rich and pure genuine Qi. But he as a blood cultivator was different, his body and soul was one. Mahayana realm cultivator arm was enough to match the entire genuine Qi of Nascent Soul cultivator.

Yin Hanjiang wanted to stop Wen Renhe from refining his sword, but he was bound by a blood whip. He could break it with his cultivation but this blood whip was made from Wen Renhe other arm so breaking free by force might hurt his lord.

Yin Hanjiang could only watch as the blood light wrapped around the Red Underworld Sword and the Broken Mountain Meteorite Iron rushed into the earth fire, while Wen Renhe recitated the heart mantra and his severed arm began to absorb the power of the earth fire like crazy.

“Boom”, “boom”! The lava of the ten thousand miles of fire plain roared and countless hot lava boiling under the surging ground fire splashed with countless fires.

Heaven and earth seemed to sense that a divine weapon capable of stealing the energy of heaven and earth was about to be born and the sky became enveloped in clouds as the heavenly tribulation began.

Lava with temperature that could melt the rock spewed up high into the clouds, colliding with the first heavenly thunder, actually stopping the thunder with its power.

During the lightning, a pure black sword gradually formed, Wen Renge immediately said to Yin Hanjiang: “Collect the sword!”

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Yin Hanjiang withstanding the pain in his heart rushed into the lightning. He could not let the effort of his lord go to waste.

Against the second heavenly thunder, Yin Hanjiang held the sword and warm current poured into the palm of Yin Hanjiang from the handle. He actually felt a trace of guardianship directed from the sword to him.

Edited by: Ninja

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