"Master Long Huan, are you still injured?" asked a Bright Moon Sword Saint from Zhan Long School.
"I'm not completely healed, but I'm almost there," said Long Huan. His face was still pale.
His injuries weren't a big deal. He would recover in a few days, but the injuries to his primordial spirit couldn't be healed that easily. He said that he was almost there to reassure the other strong cultivators of Zhan Long School. He was considering whether or not he should go to Qing Sha School. Qing Sha School had done a lot of research on primordial spirits and they knew more about the recovery of primordial spirits.
"Master Long Huan, the situation isn't good for Zhan Long School." The Bright Moon Sword Saint couldn't see the extent of Long Huan's injuries, but he had to say it.
"Our reputation has been affected," said Long Huan. Long Huan said indifferently, "As expected. The Sword Demon Feng Wuyi is indeed very strong, even stronger than me. His attacks can affect and even injure the primordial spirit. It's very frightening. You can't easily make him your enemy."
"Master Long Huan, what should we do now?" If it were any other time, the decision would naturally be made by the House Master. However, the Dragon Slaying King had already left for many years, and there was no news of him. The strongest in the House were the Bright Yang Sword Saints. There were two of them. One was Long Huan, and the other had been in seclusion for a thousand years.
"Don't worry." Long Huan's voice was still calm. He didn't seem to be affected. In his opinion, the ups and downs of reputation were normal. Zhan Long School had been established for many years and had gone through countless storms. They had almost been destroyed in the worst case, but they had still managed to survive. Now, it was just a test.
As long as Zhan Long King was still alive, Zhan Long School would still have an unparalleled position. Their reputation had been affected, but it was only temporary.
Similarly, the Bright Yang Sword Saints of the other four Prefectures had the same thoughts as Long Huan. Therefore, even though their prestige had been affected, even though the Sword Demon Sect's prestige was like the sun in the sky, it was only temporary. It was like the moon in the water. As long as the seven kings returned, the Sword Demon Sect's strength would be like a bubble that would burst with a poke.
Unless, in the Sword Demon Sect, a King level powerhouse also appeared.
However, after so many years, there had only been seven king level cultivators in the Land of Exile. They had passed down generations after generations, but the eighth king level cultivator had never appeared.
Was it a problem with cultivation resources?
Or was it a matter of cultivation talent?
He didn't know, he couldn't guess. Maybe other than the seven kings, no one else knew what was going on. Maybe even the seven kings themselves didn't know.
If one didn't become a king, one would still struggle at the bottom.
Perhaps Bright Yang Sword Saints like them could be said to be awe-inspiring, but the truth was that they had always been working hard to find an opportunity to break through to the King Realm. It was just that it was impossible for them to do so, and they might even die in the process of breaking through. This was also the reason why Bright Yang Sword Saints were so rare.
Could the Sword Demon Sect's Sect Master, Sword Demon Feng Wuyi, become a King?
Clearly, in the eyes of the Bright Yang Sword Saints of the five city lord's manors, this was an impossible matter.
If they couldn't become Kings, they would at most be at the Bright Yang Realm, which was stronger than them. They wouldn't be able to affect the foundations of the five City Lord Manors and shake their ruling positions.
…
"Hahahaha! Is this demon transformation? I feel like my entire body is filled with power!"
In the Sword Demon Sect, a high level Saint Realm expert walked out of the Demon Transformation Pool of the Sword Demon Sect. Feeling the increase in power in his body, he immediately let out a hearty laugh. He was extremely happy and excited.
To cultivators, there was nothing more exciting than an increase in cultivation and strength. And now, without any increase in cultivation, the Saint Realm expert's Saint Body was clearly strengthened, which brought about an increase in strength. This meant that with the same cultivation, their battle prowess would be even greater, and their potential would be even more shocking.
As the prestige of the five City Lord Manors fell, the prestige of the Sword Demon Sect soared. They were in the limelight and developed at an unprecedented speed. Originally, the Sword Demon Sect only had three camps submit to them, but now, they had four to five more camps submit to them.
The more camps submitted to the Sword Demon Sect, the greater the overall strength of the Sword Demon Sect, and the wider their influence. From the various camps, the more outstanding cultivators were selected and given the right to enter the Demon Transformation Pool. They would obtain the ability to transform into demons and obtain even greater power.
It could be said that the Demon Transformation Pool was an important foundation of the Sword Demon Sect. It was the foundation of the Sword Demon Sect's strength.
Within the Sword Demon Sect, the sect master of the Sword Demon Sect, Feng Wuyi, asked condescendingly, "Have you still not found out who destroyed the Evil Dragon Hall?"
"Reporting to sect master, we haven't found out." The person below him replied very respectfully. This was not only a kind of reverence due to the difference in strength, but also a kind of reverence that came from the depths of one's soul.
"Continue investigating," Feng Wuyi said. His voice was not as calm as a human's.
"Yes," the subordinate replied respectfully, then turned and left.
"A Bright Yang Sword Saint that doesn't belong to the five City Lord Manors. Who knows how delicious his Origin Spirit would be." Feng Wuyi sighed softly. His voice carried a kind of desire and greed.
As a fierce demon of the secret realm who had taken over the body of a human, he had an extraordinary desire for Origin Spirits. It was something that could directly increase his strength.
… …
The five cities were in a state of panic, and the Sword Demon Sect was boundlessly powerful. However, all of this had nothing to do with Chu Mu.
After returning to the manor, Chu Mu stayed in the manor every day to cultivate.
On the way back from Sin Yan City, his cultivation had successfully broken through from the peak of the Eighth Heavenly Layer to the early stage of the Ninth Heavenly Layer. Since then, with the help of the Dragon Origin Pill, his cultivation had been constantly improving. He was already close to the peak of the early stage of the Ninth Heavenly Layer. Chu Mu estimated that within three years, he would be able to break through to the middle stage of the Ninth Heavenly Layer.
As for the cultivation of his Saint Body, when he left Sin Yan City, it was at the late stage of the Seventh Heavenly Layer. On the way back, it had already refined all twenty Saint Blood Lotus Pills. His Saint Body's cultivation had broken through again, reaching the middle stage of the Eighth Heavenly Layer.
It seemed like a huge improvement. However, when he thought about it, the Saint Blood Lotus Pill was a very high grade Physique Refining Pill. It was a Physique Refining Pill that was not inferior to the Blood Slaughtering Hall's Saint Blood Treasure Blood. The Black Blood Lotus Seed was very rare. Apart from the Black Blood Lotus Seed, it also needed to be combined with other Spiritual Herbs. There were at least ten kinds of Spiritual Herbs that were second only to the Black Blood Lotus Seed. Even if the five great cities wanted to gather all of them, it wouldn't be easy.
Back then, the Tang Family of Sin Yan City had gathered all of these Spiritual Herbs in order to repay Chu Mu for saving Tang Qianxue's life. It could be said that they had used up many years of savings. At the very least, they wouldn't be able to take out a second batch of Spiritual Herbs in the next few hundred years.
The energy contained in each Saint Blood Lotus Pill was very rich and shocking. In terms of pure energy, it had completely surpassed the Saint Blood Treasure Blood. Its value was immeasurable.
After refining twenty Saint Blood Lotus Pills, Chu Mu's Saint Body broke through all the way from the late seventh class to the peak seventh class. After that, it broke through to the early eighth class, and then to the middle eighth class. However, even with the Saint Blood Lotus Pills, it wouldn't be easy for Chu Mu to improve his Saint Body.
Next, it would be even more difficult to refine the Sacred Body and upgrade it to a higher level.
Now, sixteen or seventeen years had passed since he came to the Land of Exile. There were less than thirteen years left. Chu Mu's goal was to improve his Yuan Qi cultivation to the peak of the Ninth Heavenly Layer in less than thirteen years. Then, he would refine his Saint Body to the peak of the Ninth Heavenly Layer.
At present, the possibility of his Yuan Qi reaching the peak of the Ninth Heavenly Layer was very high. However, the possibility of his Saint Body reaching the peak of the Ninth Heavenly Layer wasn't high. It was much more difficult than Yuan Qi cultivation. Chu Mu didn't have the confidence to achieve it. He could only continue to look for better treasures to refine his Saint Body.
He planned to use the Evil Dragon Swords of the Evil Dragon Hall to make a deal with the Blood Slaughtering Hall. After all, the inheritance of the Blood Slaughtering Hall was directly related to the cultivation of his Saint Body.
He meditated in the manor and examined the sword skills of the Waning Moon Sword Saint, the Monolithic Sword Saint, and Lin Biruo. He discovered that their sword skills had improved a lot compared to five years ago. Lin Biruo had also worked hard on the sword skill that Chu Mu taught her. She was very familiar with it. Although she hadn't grasped the essence of it, she could already fully unleash the power of the sword skill.
Time passed day by day. Chu Mu cultivated every day.
With the Dragon Origin Pill, he didn't need to be distracted in his sword cultivation. Thus, he could take out four more hours every day to comprehend sword skills and so on.
Due to the lack of body refining treasures, it was almost impossible to make any progress in the cultivation of his Saint Body. It required a long period of time and wasn't that simple. Thus, Chu Mu, who was short on time, could only put it aside for the time being. As a result, he spent most of his time comprehending and cultivating sword skills.
Sword skills covered a wide range of areas. Sword Universe, basic sword skills, self-created sword styles, sword skills, sword realm, sword domain, and so on. During the five years on the way back, apart from the increase in his cultivation, Chu Mu's comprehension of the Sword Universe and Sword Universe had also deepened. His application of the various powers in his body had also deepened.
The current him actually didn't know where the limits of his strength were. Even when he killed his way into the Evil Dragon Hall and fought against the three Evil Dragon Hall Grand Elders who had used the Evil Dragon Transformation and set up a battle formation, he hadn't used his full strength. Although his opponents were powerful, the pressure they brought to him wasn't enough.
Chu Mu longed, longed to fight against an even more powerful opponent. In his heart, he had also set an opponent for himself — Sword Devil Feng Wuyi.
However, the time wasn't right yet. It wasn't time for them to fight yet. Chu Mu wasn't in a hurry, because this battle would come sooner or later.
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