Chapter 76 - Chapter 76: Chapter 73: The Qjankun Fan, Sword Saint’s Legacy [Seeking Monthly Votes]_l (1/2)

Chapter 76: Chapter 73: The Qjankun Fan, Sword Saint’s Legacy [Seeking Monthly Votes]_l

Translator: 549690339

Looking at the Lifespirit Treasure hovering above Fang Wang’s head, a shade of disappointment flickered in Sword Saint’s eyes.

It’s not a sword, what a pity!

But remembering his own impending demise, Sword Saint’s gaze dimmed again; he had no other choice.

He stood on the surface of the lake, silently watching Fang Wang.

As the Lifespirit Treasure became more tangible, the momentum it emitted grew stronger, drawing clouds overhead to rapidly transform into thunderclouds, with thunder rumbling incessantly.

In the distance, the sword cultivators who were comprehending the Sword Dao on the surface of the lake all looked up, confusion evident on their faces.

Xiao Zi looked up and saw the changes in the sky pattern, a worried expression in its serpent eyes, afraid that the commotion would be too great and attract trouble.

Just then, it felt an unimaginable pressure coming from behind; turning its head, its serpent eyes widened.

It saw Sword Saint raise his right hand; behind him, amidst the dense mist, a series of sword shadows rose, and as far as the eye could see, the lake area was surrounded by countless sword shadows, forming a sword array. The sword shadows burst forth with Sword Qi, creating a Sword Qi light screen, isolating this region.

“There’s no need to worry, I am merely setting up the formation for him,”

came the voice of Sword Saint, and upon hearing this, Xiao Zi immediately heaved a sigh of relief.

Wait a second!

Is he talking to me?

Xiao Zi, startled, tensed up all over and grew even more wary of Sword Saint.

Fang Wang heard Sword Saint’s words, and his heart also settled. If the other party had bad intentions, there would be no need to wait any longer.

At the same time, the sword servants and sword cultivators in the distance, seeing the soaring sword array, all came to a realization—it was Sword Saint’s doing.

The expanse of Sword Heaven Marsh was vast, but when Sword Saint’s sword array rose, it was like a giant sword energy mountain, its presence no less magnificent than the surrounding peaks, and even more awe-inspiring.

Such Sword Qi was enough to make all the sword cultivators who witnessed this scene become obsessed.

With Sword Saint securing the formation, Fang Wang’s subsequent Spiritual Refinement process naturally went smoothly.

As time passed, the folding fan above his head gradually solidified. It was a black fan with flame patterns on the blades, capable of storing Solaris True Fire, designed to counter Ghost Instruments.

Nature’s spiritual energy surged tumultuously, lightning flashing above, yet delayed in striking down, as if the heavens were expressing dissatisfaction.

Sword Saint looked at Fang Wang’s treasure and uttered two words: “Earth Origin! ”

He himself was an Earth Origin Spirit Treasure, so he was well aware of the characteristics of the Earth Origin grade, but he noticed that this treasure was still absorbing nature’s spiritual energy, indicating its grade had not yet reached its limit.

This did not surprise Sword Saint; he had set up the formation so only a treasure surpassing that of Mysterious Origin could be refined. Fang Wang’s ability to provoke sky patterns showed he was no ordinary Earth Origin—a trap set by Sword Saint. For his own disciples, he had even deliberately lowered the threshold, fearing he might scare away the predestined ones.

Expectation began to arise in Sword Saint’s heart.

He hoped this young man could refine a grade surpassing that of Earth Origin Spirit Treasures.

Just like Fang Wang of the Great Abyss Gate!

Thinking of Fang Wang made Sword Saint sigh; what a pity such a talent had already joined the Great Abyss Gate, a sect that would certainly not let him go.

With a sect, there were ties that made him unsuitable for Sword Saint’s criteria for selection.

Suddenly!

Sword Saint’s expression changed subtly; he felt his own treasure quivering, a brilliant light flashing in his eyes.

Could it really be…

Fang Wang immersed himself wholeheartedly in the Spiritual Refinement, forgetting all external matters.

Time passed, unknown how long.

Fang Wang suddenly opened his eyes, stood up, and the Solaris True Fire above his head dispersed, carrying fiery waves fanning out in all directions, shaking the sword array.

Standing, he reached above his head and grasped the fan handle; a black folding fan with fiery flame patterns appeared in his hand.

Looking intently, he saw Sword Saint’s sword array; his mind stirred, and suddenly he swung the black folding fan towards the distant Sword Qi screen.

Boom—

With a single wave of his hand, the surface of the lake exploded, the terrifying wave and surge of water visible to the naked eye lifting up nearly thirty feet high and smashing against the sword array’s light screen, causing the entire sword formation to tremble.

Sword Saint raised an eyebrow, his gaze sharpening. With a flick of his fingers towards the lake, in an instant, the originally trembling sword array steadied, as solid as Mount Tai, until the massive wave dissipated.

Fang Wang let out a breath of foul air, inwardly lamenting the missed opportunity.

Turning toward Sword Saint, he bowed respectfully and said, “The younger generation, Zhou Yu, thanks the senior Sword Saint for setting up the formation. I was just overwhelmed with emotion and couldn’t help but try my hand; I hope the senior will forgive me.”

If he had managed to break through the sword formation with one strike, it wouldn’t matter; the other party wouldn’t dare say much.

Since he failed, he could only be polite.

Of course, he truly meant no offense; he simply wanted to test the strength of his third Lifespirit Treasure.

“It’s of no matter; being fortunate enough to witness the birth of a Heaven Yuan is truly my honor. I never expected this land to produce two Heaven Yuan in the same era. It seems that person did not deceive me. This place can indeed fulfill my wish. It’s just a pity that your treasure is not a sword; otherwise, I would want to give you all of my inheritance,”

Sword Saint said, stroking his beard, filled with emotion. Fang Wang, upon hearing this, grew even more curious about what Sword Saint wanted to give him.

He was tempted to take out the Rainbow Sword, but he couldn’t act rashly; what if Sword Saint desired to seize his body?

To be honest, he wasn’t particularly interested in Sword Saint’s inheritance; he already had plenty of supreme arts for combat and didn’t want to spend centuries confined in Heavenly Palace.

Struck by an idea, Fang Wang spoke up: “Senior, I managed to refine this treasure thanks to you. Why not let you name it, what do you say?”