Thirty thousand miles of Purple Qi originated from a huge whirlpool in the depths of the sea …
As the Purple Qi filled the entire sky, a purple snake-shaped current jumped out of the whirlpool.
After circling a few times in the air, the snake-shaped current followed the Purple Qi all the way to the west, flying as fast as lightning …
Along the way, the snake-shaped current was mixed in with the Purple Qi, wandering silently.
Every time it flew a certain distance, the current would follow the Purple Qi and enter the body of a warrior chosen by the Purple Qi. After circling once, it would turn around and leave like a pair of worn-out shoes.
Sigh …
On a mountain surrounded by white clouds and Spirit Qi, a young man in white opened his eyes in disappointment. Just now, the purple light snake had descended into his body, but it had left in the end.
Opposite the young man in white, an old man with white hair and a ruddy complexion sighed. "It's fine if you didn't get it. If you can't be chosen, then I'm afraid no one else will be chosen in this round."
Although he was comforting him, the young man in white could still hear the regret in the old man's words. After all … a person only had one chance in their life. If they missed it, they would not be able to get it …
Looking up at the sky full of Purple Qi, the old man could not help but sigh.
In the past, he had obtained a streak of Purple Qi. After many years of hard work, he had finally achieved what he had today.
However, after more than thirteen thousand years, no one else had been chosen.
The purple light snake wandered all the way and finally reached the sky above Nine Heavens City, appearing above a white tower …
After circling a little, the purple light stream hung upside down and entered a vast Sea of Consciousness.
A human's Sea of Consciousness was like the starry sky on the ancient starry sky, boundless and filled with starlight …
Unlike the starlight in nature, the starlight in the Sea of Consciousness was the light of wisdom, the light of knowledge.
The more knowledge a person had, the more wisdom they had, and the brighter their Sea of Consciousness would be.
Although Chu Xingyun's physical age was only about twenty years old, the knowledge he had was as vast as the stars in the sky.
Therefore … Chu Xingyun's Sea of Consciousness was also dazzling with starlight, almost no different from the real starry sky.
And what the purple light stream entered was naturally Chu Xingyun's sea of consciousness.
Facing the sky full of stars, the light flowed freely. After circling a few times, it found a magnificent hall in the center of the sky full of stars. This was Chu Xingyun's Zifu.
After circling around the Purple Palace for a few times, the purple light snake seemed to be a bit dissatisfied. After circling a few times, it decided to leave.
Although he didn't know what this purple light was, Chu Xingyun's intuition told him that this purple light must be a rare opportunity. No matter what, he couldn't let it escape!
However, if he wanted to stay, how could he?
He couldn't grab it with his hands, and he couldn't interfere with it with his consciousness either. It seemed like … there was nothing he could do to keep that fellow here.
While Chu Xingyun was anxious, the purple light stream reached the highest point of Chu Xingyun's Sea of Consciousness, which was the Baihui Acupoint. If it went any higher, it would leave Chu Xingyun's body.
Seeing that the purple light stream was about to leave, Chu Xingyun suddenly thought of Wu Ling's Sword in his Dantian's Spirit Sea.
With a thought, the Martial Spirit Sword shone brightly and released a boundless Devouring Power. This time, the target of the Devouring Power was not someone else's Martial Spirit, but the purple stream of light!
Under the strong devouring power, the purple light stream was completely unable to resist. Although it struggled with all its might, it couldn't resist the devouring power. It followed Chu Xingyun's meridians all the way to his Dantian's Spirit Sea.
Whoosh …
With a soft sound, the purple light snake was directly sucked into the Dantian's Spirit Sea. Then, it was instantly devoured by Chu Xingyun's Wu Ling's Sword.
As the purple light stream was devoured, in an instant … Wu Ling's Sword started to vibrate violently. On the blade of Wu Ling's Sword, thousands of rays of purple light shot out continuously.
As Wu Ling's Sword vibrated violently and the purple light shot out continuously, the blade of Wu Ling's Sword started to change.
Originally, Chu Xingyun's Wu Ling's Sword was very ordinary. It was just an ordinary three-foot-long sword.
However, now, Dao patterns started to appear on the three-foot-long sword's blade. These Dao patterns combined to form patterns that looked like fish scales.
Finally, Wu Ling's Sword stopped vibrating and the purple light stopped shooting out. Upon seeing this, Chu Xingyun's eyes flashed sharply. It was obvious that the purple light stream had been successfully devoured.
By now, Chu Xingyun's Wu Ling's Sword had devoured two great talents.
The first was the Ancient Ghostly Eyes, which could reduce an enemy's strength by 30%.
The second was the Instantaneous Steps, which could disregard all obstructions and travel through dimensions within a short distance.
Now, he didn't know what effect it would have after devouring the purple light stream.
After carefully inspecting it, Chu Xingyun was puzzled. After the purple light stream was devoured, it didn't give Wu Ling any Wu Ling talents.
However, it made sense. The purple light stream wasn't Wu Ling. Even if it could be devoured, it couldn't give any Wu Ling talents.
He carefully observed Wu Ling's Sword. Besides the fish scale patterns on the blade, there was only a faintly discernible purple light stream that circled Wu Ling's Sword.
After observing for a long time, Chu Xingyun finally confirmed that the purple light stream had been successfully devoured. However, it didn't give Wu Ling any talents or other abilities.
However, Chu Xingyun didn't believe that there were no changes after devouring it. After careful inspection, Chu Xingyun soon found the answer.
On the sword's body, the lines that outlined the fish scale pattern were actually Dao patterns!
In other words, after devouring the purple snake-shaped light stream, Wu Ling's Sword's grade had finally increased.
Except for a few people with bloodline talents, almost everyone had Wu Ling. The only difference was the grade.
From low to high, Wu Ling was divided into grades one to nine. Among them, the highest grade … was the one with 81 Dao patterns, Nine Point Nine Wu Ling — Great Returning to Truth.
However, looking at Wu Ling's Sword in his Dantian's Spirit Sea, Chu Xingyun was dumbfounded. Because he didn't know what grade his Wu Ling's Sword was now.
According to the records, the one with 81 Dao patterns was the supreme one — Great Returning to Truth Wu Ling.
However, Chu Xingyun carefully counted them many times. There were a total of 365 Dao patterns that formed the outline of the fish scales!
If the 81 Dao patterns were the number of Nine Point Nine, then it was the Great Returning to Truth Wu Ling.
Three hundred and sixty-five Dao patterns were the number of cycles. What kind of grade was this?
Chu Xingyun was very certain that his Martial Spirit Sword was an existence that surpassed rank nine. However, as for exactly what rank it was, no one was able to give an answer.
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