After Lu Ping had summoned the lightning for the Waterspirit Sword, the sword itself had become invisible. However, Lu Ping's Divine Will was still able to clearly capture the position of the Waterspirit Sword.
The Waterspirit Sword was different from the other spirit treasures that had been modified to undergo lightning strikes. The Waterspirit Sword itself was an extremely high-quality spirit-nurturing treasure. After fusing with a spirit treasure that had an invisibility effect, the quality of the Waterspirit Sword had been greatly improved. After passing through the lightning strikes, it would not be like the other modified spirit treasures that had a weak weapon spirit and would not be able to improve further in the future.
An invisible flying sword would not be able to escape the tracking of the lightning strikes, nor would it be able to evade them. This was due to the quality of the Waterspirit Sword itself and its spiritual nature being fully activated.
Six bolts of lightning struck consecutively, but they were not able to break the Waterspirit Sword from its invisible state. Instead, the space around the Waterspirit Sword was split into pieces, as if it was about to be sucked into the broken space.
A few hundred feet away from Lu Ping, Zhenling's remaining 30 or so Core Forging adepts were watching this rare spirit treasure lightning strike from afar.
Over this period of time, the Five Islands of the Zhenling Sect had experienced spirit treasure lightning strikes several times. There had even been Dharma adepts who had risked their lives to seek out Dharma Heavenly Tribulations in order to forcefully advance. However, this was the first time many Zhenling adepts were witnessing a lightning strike from such a close distance.
Tian Kang Laozu had already hidden himself far away from the Dharma adepts. Whether it was the spirit treasure lightning strikes or the Dharma adepts' lightning strikes, the Dharma adepts who were not involved had to stay far away to avoid being caught in the crossfire.
There was an explosion in the sky, and the seventh tribulation lightning fell. It was like a blue snake rushing down from the sky, swallowing the void. Then, its entire head exploded, and a blue flying sword was blasted hundreds of feet away from where it was hiding.
Countless streams of light began to flash on the aqua blue sword. After a while, the Waterspirit Sword's body began to become mottled. Part of the sword returned to nothingness, while the rest of the sword remained aqua blue. From afar, it looked as if the air had been dyed with circles and patches of blue ink.
There was a cry of alarm from afar. Clearly, the Waterspirit Sword had been damaged by the seventh bolt of lightning. Lu Ping's expression did not change as his majestic Divine Will entered the Waterspirit Sword. At this time, the hidden spiritual nature of the Waterspirit Sword had already accumulated to a critical point. Once it passed the lightning strike, the spiritual nature of the Waterspirit Sword would be refined by the pure Yang Qi and finally become a sentient weapon spirit.
The spirit treasure's lightning strike also needed the spirit treasure itself to pass. Although Lu Ping was the owner of the Waterspirit Sword, he could only use his Divine Will to stimulate the spiritual nature of the spirit treasure so that it could recover as quickly as possible from the lightning strike.
The circles and patches of the blue sword in the air gradually shrank until they disappeared. Just as the Zhenling adepts were about to relax, there was a flash of lightning in the sky and a bolt of lightning had already descended with a deafening explosion. Once again, it accurately located the Waterspirit Sword in the air.
The Netherwater Sword was sent flying once again. This time, it was clearly even more heavily damaged. The entire sword's body constantly alternated between aqua blue and colorless. At one moment, only the hilt and the tip of the sword remained, and at another moment, several parts of the sword's body were missing, and the tip was revealed. At the same time, sparks would occasionally explode on the sword's body, appearing extremely strange.
Lu Ping took a deep breath and used his Divine Will to connect with the spiritual nature of the Waterspirit Sword once again. Lu Ping could clearly sense the faint fear coming from the spiritual nature of the Waterspirit Sword. It was obvious that the Waterspirit Sword was about to transform. However, if he could not completely stimulate the spiritual nature of the Waterspirit Sword and maximize the potential of the sword, once this spiritual nature was destroyed by the lightning strike, the Waterspirit Sword's attempt to become a spirit treasure would be in vain. Even if he was lucky enough to succeed, the Waterspirit Sword's body and artifact spirit would be severely injured and it would be impossible for it to improve further in the future.
Lu Ping's Divine Will began to calm and guide the spiritual nature of the Waterspirit Sword as much as possible. At the same time, a pure Yang Qi that Lu Ping had refined was channeled into the sword through Lu Ping's Divine Will.
After the spiritual nature of the Waterspirit Sword was enveloped by the pure Yang Qi, it rapidly shrunk like snow in the sun. However, it did not disappear. Instead, it became more concentrated and condensed. At the same time, it began to slowly absorb the pure Yang Qi and fuse with it.
The ninth bolt of tribulation lightning finally descended. The entire Spirit-Gathering Island seemed to tremble amidst the deafening sound of thunder. The ninth bolt of tribulation lightning was much larger than the previous eight bolts. Only a thin strand of lightning tore through the void and landed on the body of the Waterspirit Sword. However, it disappeared into the Waterspirit Sword.
Zhenling and the other cultivators looked at each other. However, Lu Ping knew that the power of this lightning strike might not be too great for the Waterspirit Sword. However, it was the most critical moment for the spiritual nature of the magic treasure, which was at the critical moment of its transformation into an artifact spirit.
After this fine lightning entered the sword, it directly disintegrated the condensed spirituality. Rich pure Yang Qi exploded from the tribulation lightning, annihilating the spirituality of the magic treasure that had already dissipated in the sword.
However, at this critical moment, the scattered spiritual nature was actually able to resist the invasion of the first Yang Qi. Instead, it gradually began to condense again.
Seeing this, Lu Ping finally breathed a sigh of relief. The most dangerous stage had been passed. It was only a matter of time before the Waterspirit Sword became a Spirit Treasure. Once the artifact spirit was formed, Lu Ping would be able to use the Invisible Sword Technique to control this flying sword. It would be equivalent to Lu Ping grasping his third supreme Destiny Power.
The surrounding cultivators of Zhenling had been uneasy when they saw the ninth lightning strike disappear into the sword. However, when they saw the relaxed expression on Lu Ping's face, they knew that the Waterspirit Sword had completely overcome the ninth lightning strike. They immediately cheered.
At this moment, Lu Ping's Divine Will moved, and a green light flashed in his eyes. He looked in the direction of the Waterspirit Sword and saw a seven or eight-year-old boy hanging from the hilt of the Waterspirit Sword with both hands.
Seeing Lu Ping look over, the boy loosened his hands and fell from the Waterspirit Sword. A blue light flashed across his body, and he immediately appeared before the eyes of the Zhenling cultivators.
"Artifact spirit, it must be an artifact spirit!"
This was the first time many of the Zhenling cultivators had seen the true appearance of a Spirit Treasure, and they all began to clamor.
The boy waved at the crowd, and then grinned at Lu Ping. "Invisible Boy greets Master!"
Lu Ping saw that the Invisible Boy was chubby and cute, and knew that the quality and spiritual source of the Waterspirit Sword had not suffered too much damage during the process of becoming a Spirit Treasure. So he nodded and smiled. "Although the Spirit Treasure Calamity this time was more daunting than dangerous, you should recuperate and recover as soon as possible. Stay in the Core Space for this period of time!"
The Zhenling cultivators were still gathered in the distance, unsatisfied, but Lu Ping had already left.
In the secret chamber of the Green Sea Snakes's camp on Chengling Island, Chu Haitian congratulated Lu Ping. "Lu Ping has gained the help of another Spirit Treasure, which is like adding wings to a tiger. If I were to fight with Brother Lu again, I'm afraid I would be left in the dust!"
Lu Ping smiled. "Brother Chu, you don't mean what you say. The aura around you is turbulent now, and it's obvious that you're only one step away from advancing to the middle Dharma stage. Once your Dharma Power condenses Pure Yang Qi, I'm afraid I'll have to admit defeat!"
After the two of them exchanged pleasantries, Chu Haitian handed a storage bag to Lu Ping and said, "Brother Lu, I'll leave the matter of the Spiritual Water Elixir to you! Thirteenth Uncle said that regardless of whether the elixir refinement is successful or not, the Green Sea Snakes will owe Brother Lu a favor! "
Lu Ping also said seriously, "I'll try my best!"
Chu Haitian hesitated for a moment and said, "Brother Lu, what is it that you're still unwilling to say?"
Lu Ping smiled and waved his hand to form a few seals. An isolation restriction enveloped the entire secret room. He then stretched his hand to open a space door, and three youths around the age of 14 or 15 walked out from the door.
A natural reaction from their bloodline caused Chu Haitian to jump up. Looking at the three youths in front of him, Chu Haitian suddenly turned to look at Lu Ping and said coldly, "Brother Lu, what's going on? You have to give me an explanation!"
After the Samling walked out of the House of Gold, the sense of intimacy from their bloodline made the three of them look at Chu Haitian curiously. This kind of reaction from their bloodline was even more intimate than when Samling had first met Chu Hailan.
However, after seeing Chu Haitian's reaction, the Samling all stood behind Lu Ping. However, with regards to Chu Haitian's state, which was like a dormant volcano, Samling did not have the slightest hostility. Instead, they all made their stand clear.
Lu Ping's expression was calm, as if he had already expected such a reaction from Chu Haitian.
Seeing that Lu Ping was calm, Chu Haitian's divine sense had already circled around Samling's body. It seemed to be confirming Samling's identity, as well as investigating some other things.
After a while, Chu Haitian seemed to have discovered something, and only then did he seem to calm down a little.
At this time, Lu Ping opened his mouth and introduced, "I personally hatched these three children with my own Essential Vitality. They are my adopted son and daughter, Lu Bi, Lu Hai, and Lu Ling 'er!"
After saying that, Lu Ping turned back to Samling and said, "Bi 'er, Lu Hai, Ling' er, the three of you come and greet the senior cultivators of our clan!"
Chu Haitian calmly accepted the three's greetings, and then said seriously, "Do the three of you know that in your bloodline flows the pure bloodline of the Green Sea Snake? You should all be surnamed Chu!"
After saying that, he stared at Lu Ping. However, Lu Ping remained calm, while the Samling behind him said in unison, "We will follow our father's surname!"
Chu Haitian's face was cold, and he said to Lu Ping, "Brother Lu, do you know what you are doing? You are secretly hiding the people of the Green Sea Snakes. As long as I give the order, Brother Lu will not be able to take a step out of Chengling Island today. Even if your clan is far away in the North Sea, the Green Sea Snakes will not let you go!"
Lu Ping looked calm. He smiled and said, "Brother Chu, you won't do this!"
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