Legend of Heaven Defying Dao - C38
However, Ling Yan had never seen the demonic Qi on her body before. Ling Yan did not know what it was different from the aura of a cultivator, so he only had doubts. If Ling Yan had known back then that it was a demonic cultivator, then perhaps that counter lady wouldn’t have ended up in such a miserable state. In any case, Little Treasure hadn’t suffered any injuries. Ling Yan had wrongly accused the counter lady. At that time, Miss Hu was barbaric, but she didn’t have any ill intentions.
Ling Yan was still a little regretful. Based on the actions of the young mistress at the counter, he should have crippled her cultivation and made her a mortal before marrying her. Then, he would have restricted her for three years? What would she do after three years?
Ling Yan frowned, thinking that he had acted too lightly. As he was thinking, he suddenly became alert, turned around and sat up, and calmed himself down. He smiled, and entered Fang Hui’s room, waving his hand and took out thirty-six high-grade crystals, and with his memory, he set up a simple defensive array. Ling Yan believed that he could use the high-grade crystals to set up a simple protective array, but Ling Yan believed that if others wanted to break it, they would have to at least reached the Nascent Soul stage.
There didn’t seem to be any Nascent Soul stage cultivators on Earth. Looking at Fang Hui and Xiaobao in the protective array and seeing Xiaobao staring at him with his round eyes, Ling Yan smiled and whispered, “Baby, there might be something going on outside. Big brother will go take a look. You protect big sister at home.” Xiao Bao immediately jumped into Fang Hui’s embrace and hugged the sleeping Fang Hui tightly with both of his small hands. It didn’t look like she was protecting him, but more like she was asking to be protected.
Ling Yan chuckled as he dashed out of the window and stood on the windowsill. The residential building was twelve stories tall, and Fang Hui’s house was five stories high. Ling Yan sensed that some cultivators were hovering above the roof and were obstructed by the residential building, so he could not see them directly. He took out his black flying sword and released his primeval essence to control it, stopping it at his waist. With a sound, the sword and its owner landed solidly on the windowsill.
He made a hasty mistake. He didn’t even have the time to react. He cursed for a while as he got up and took out the Jade Eyed Jane. After that, he cursed again, “F * ck, so flying swords are meant to be used for refining!”
When he was cultivating in the cave, he had read through the contents of the jade eye manual. He had not carefully studied the flying swords section and had always thought that he was far from being able to fly on the Imperial Sword Technique, so he did not pay much attention to it. He did not want his power to increase after a thousand years of closed door cultivation.
The reason why Ling Yan had inscribed the Imperial Sword Technique was just for fun. Fortunately, no one else was present, otherwise, he would have lost a lot of face.
As Ling Yan raised his head to take a look, he saw a figure quietly gazing at him from a hundred meter high sky. It was likely that the sound of his falling flying sword had attracted his attention. A voice transmission entered Ling Yan’s ears, “Hehe, I was wondering how powerful you are. You haven’t even learned Sword Kinesis Flight, and I’m puzzled, how did you manage to injure Hu Qiang so badly in one move?”
Ling Yan ignored him and bent down to pick up his flying sword. He blew at the dust on it, and then looked at the figure in the air. “Wait a moment, I’ll be right up!” As he said this, his right hand formed a seal, which he had just learned, and then sent streams of primeval essence into the flying knife — — That person in the air really did not make a sound, just waiting blankly for Ling Yan to come up. When had he ever seen a person who could not fly and could only temporarily use his feet to refine a flying sword? Was he someone who could not use a flying sword?
Ling Yan continued to refine the flying sword in a single move, with a hand seal of five True Essence, for a total of thirteen hand seals, in order to insert sixty-five strands of True Essence into the flying sword. While Ling Yan was practising the third hand seal, he also inserted the sixteenth strand of True Essence into the flying sword, which caused the black flying sword to emit a light sword hum.
Ling Yan was taken aback. If this went on, wouldn’t it wake up all the residents in the residential area? Watching the lights in the windows on the floor light up one by one, Ling Yan could not help but smile bitterly. He immediately paused the gathering of his true energy and drew a half circle with his left hand, condensing the sword’s energy field into a distance. Then, he maintained the true essence in his body and slowly rose into the air, bringing the sword’s hum with him as he continued to rise above the person in the sky.
He made a turn in the air and flew towards the mountain where he had been confined. Two minutes later, Ling Yan landed on the mountaintop, and continued with his work. When the last strand of primeval essence entered the sword, the black sword let out a crisp sword hum, and then the sword body expanded until it was the size of a human body, then suddenly shrunk. Then, with a low groan, it flew around Ling Yan and entered Ling Yan’s body after a few rounds.
Ling Yan was greatly surprised. The black sword had entered his body without being summoned. Was it possible that other people were also refining their flying swords in the same way? After submerging his consciousness into his body, he found the hiding spot of the flying sword. The black sword was currently only the size of a grain of rice. It quietly floated in his dantian, forming a strong contrast with the slowly spinning ball of color.
“I’ve finally succeeded in refining you, and I haven’t tried it out yet, but you’re actually hiding by yourself! “Come out!” Ling Yan smiled complacently, and used his hand to stroke the blade of the sword. Immediately, he felt a strange sensation, as if the sword was not a weapon, but a part of his body. Ling Yan was moved, and it was as if there was no longer any estrangement between the two swords.
The white and twisting movement of the black sword revealed every single inch of his body within a radius of several dozen meters. The force was extremely terrifying, and it was unexpected that the black sword, which was used to cut ores and cut stones as if it was an ordinary one, would actually possess such terrifying power after being refined. As Ling Yan held the black sword, he couldn’t help but feel a little heroic.
“Since you have such power, then just think of it as having a name. Why don’t you do it?” Ling Yan thought about it for a moment, and looked at the figure that had also followed them to the top of the mountain. He smiled and asked, “Can I ask you something?” After a while, that person asked, “What do you want to ask?”
Ling Yan kept his black sword and walked towards that person. As he walked, he asked, “You mentioned that Hu Qiang was the woman at the Jewelry Store’s platform?”
That person was obviously a bit nervous. Seeing Ling Yan walk towards him, his expression immediately became alert. Ling Yan was only halfway through refining his flying sword, yet he was actually able to fly to another place and continue on.
In the world of cultivation, everyone knew that one could stop midway through refining a weapon, and sometimes, when there was a problem, one would put away a weapon that had not yet been successfully refined and focus on other things. Moreover, when refining a weapon, one had to completely focus and complete it in one breath, if it was abandoned halfway, not to mention that all of the true essence that had been injected into the weapon would backfire and cause one’s body to be seriously injured, in terms of weapons, perhaps no cultivator would be willing to part with it.
This was not something that cultivators could accept. There were some cultivators who would rather go mad because they were seriously injured than to make a weapon, but often, things went against their wishes. If they were disturbed by something during the refining process, most of the time, the person who made the weapon would become half dead.
Just like how Ling Yan had refined a weapon, he could still maintain a mental connection with the flying sword when he was distracted. After which, he moved to another place to continue. To think that the flying sword that had been successfully refined still possessed such power. That person had clearly seen Ling Yan’s casual swinging of his sword, which had cut a large part of a tree several dozens of feet away. He estimated that there were dozens of trees, and he was so scared that even his master would not be able to do what he saw. The Nascent Soul or the Outgoing Stage?
Watching Ling Yan approach him step by step, that person unnaturally took a step back and asked, “May I know your surname, Ling?”
Ling Yan stopped walking and smiled, “Aren’t you asking for it even though you already know the answer? You’re asking despite knowing that my surname is Ling, are you nervous? ”
That person was silent because he was indeed nervous. Hu Qiang was only able to hug his younger brother for a short moment before he was able to beat her to death.
“You’re looking for me for that Hu woman. You want to seek justice for her?” Ling Yan asked again.
That person was a young man of about thirty years of age. He had a rather handsome face, but his expression was uncertain. After hesitating for a while, he said, “Everything in this world has to be said about reason. Your cultivation is high, but you can’t not be unreasonable.”
“When did I become unreasonable? I can see that you’ve never told me the reason why you didn’t do anything, and yet you’ve come to say that I’m being unreasonable. It’s a bit strange! ” Ling Yan knew that this person came to find him for the matter with Hu Qiang. However, the difference between this person’s current submissiveness and his initial arrogance was quite large. Ling Yan found it somewhat amusing and couldn’t help but say something to him.
“By the way, you haven’t told me your name yet!”
“My name is Bu Haoqi.”
“It’s not easy to get up?” Ling Yan chuckled. “Your parents must have had a really bad time giving you this name. That’s why they gave you such a name, right?” “Hahaha!” Ever since Ling Yan started cultivating, he had never met a cultivator other than his father. Now that he finally met a fellow cultivator, even though he clearly knew that he was here to cause trouble for him, he couldn’t help but feel happy in his heart.