......
Wen Ruchu glanced at the mission map.
“Is it urgent?”
“Kind of. I told Lu Ding before—I wanted to forge him a blade, but his slashes are too fierce. Normal materials can’t take it.”
“So I want to go to Luoyao first. While completing the mission, I’ll recover a blade my ancestors once loaned out.”
“Once I get it back, I’ll lt it down to use as part of the material for Lu Ding’s knife.”
If it were for anything else, Wen Ruchu might’ve hesitated.
But if it was for forging a blade for Lu Ding.
He didn’t think twice: “Alright, then let’s head to Luoyao first.”
Zhu Yixuan nodded.
Pulled out his phone and sent Lu Ding a ssage.
【Zhu Yixuan: Lu Ding, we agreed—if I can forge a blade that can withstand your slash, you’ll take it】
Over here.
Lu Ding’s phone lit up with a notification.
Reading the detailed ssage,
Lu Ding smiled.
Still not giving up—this guy was seriously stubborn.
【Alright, if it can take my slash, I’ll take it】
After sending that, Lu Ding turned to the pile of “Stubborn Stone of Nanshan” fragnts in the corner.
He snapped a photo and sent it over.
【I’ve got so materials here—see if you can use them】
The fragnts of Nanshan stone—just sitting there collecting dust.
Since Zhu Yixuan was this serious and invested, he might as well give him so to try.
【Zhu Yixuan: What is this?】
【Lu Ding: Fragnts of the Stubborn Stone of Nanshan】
【Zhu Yixuan:！！！！！！】
【Zhu Yixuan: Where’d you get this? Wait, are you serious—these are Nanshan stone fragnts?! You...】
【My family’s been Borrowed Blade Heirs for generations. I’ve only ever seen this stuff ntioned in ancient scrolls left by my ancestors. It’s one of the best forging materials ever, and it went extinct ages ago】
【Where did you get it?!】
At this point, Zhu Yixuan was numb.
Lu Ding actually had sothing this incredible.
Forget him—even his ancestors hadn’t seen it.
At that mont.
Zhu Yixuan’s breathing quickened.
【Zhu Yixuan: Save it for , please, I’m begging you. Once I recover my ancestral blade, I’ll lt it down and add it to the Nanshan fragnts】
【I swear I can forge you a blade worth your na. Believe in —you have to believe in 】
【If I fail, I’ll die to show you】
【Lu Ding: It’s here, it’s here. Been sitting in my place for ages, covered in dust. Alright, I’m done chatting—my delivery’s here】
Lu Ding shut off his phone and stood up.
What a filial descendant.
lting down his ancestral relic to forge a blade for him.
Aren’t you afraid your ancestors will haunt you in your dreams tonight?
He opened the door.
Standing outside was the delivery staff with the Millennium White.
“Please sign for your item.”
After Lu Ding signed his na,
He took the box.
Went back inside and opened it.
Inside lay a single, pristine white radish—complete with leafy greens on top.
Other than looking slightly whiter and neater than an ordinary radish,
Lu Ding really couldn’t tell what made it any different.
He picked it up and sniffed.
Slled like radish.
“Is this right......”
He glanced at the Millennium White’s description.
Yep.
It really was a radish—just one that had absorbed millennia of morning dew due to where it grew, hence the na Millennium White.
There was even a Ten-Thousand-Year White—the ProMax upgrade.
“I heard eating too much radish gives you heartburn.....”
Lu Ding muttered, symbolically wiped it clean, then took a bite.
Crunchy.
Ka-cha.
A ping-pong ball–sized chunk of Millennium White instantly dissolved in his mouth.
That surge of pure dicinal power expanded at once.
A burning heat spread through his entire body.
Lu Ding paused, frowning.
This stuff packed a punch.
Ka-cha, ka-cha, ka-cha.......
A few big bites and he had devoured the whole thing.
Ford a hand seal.
“This is the effect I wanted.”
BOOM!!!
His aura exploded—spiritual sea surged, a massive shadow swept beneath the surface.
The view spun downward fast.
In the bottomless spiritual sea, there was nothing in sight.
As his gaze shifted lower, it was pitch-black seafloor.
Suddenly—
The monstrous form of a Sin Dragon twisted and turned, opening its mouth slightly. A low growl followed, with visible shockwaves rippling through the sea.
ROAR!!!
With one deafening roar,
The spiritual sea surged with waves.
That terrifying figure shot straight toward the sky, water splashing, countless particles of light rising into the air.
Light pierced through from above, refracted through the sprays of water, shimring with multicolored radiance.
Buzz!!!
The horn blared.
Dong... dong-dong... dong... dong-dong...
War drums thundered.
The grand sounds intertwined, shaking the skies above the boundless spiritual sea.
The mist gradually dispersed, revealing the true form of the Divine Palace.
Streams of particle-light flew toward it, converging to fill out the palace.
With one glance to the side—
A stone stele over a thousand zhang tall stood firm in the spiritual sea.
From its surface extended buildings, gradually taking the shape of the Dragon Gate.
At this mont, Lu Ding’s cultivation was climbing rapidly.
Divine Palace Eighth Layer—instantly broken through, charging straight into Ninth Layer.
Ti ticked by, second after second.
The Sin Dragon churned through the spiritual sea.
As the Dragon Gate gradually solidified, with the final gap filled—
Lu Ding shifted his hand seal.
Storm clouds gathered in the sky.
At their center, the eye of the storm pointed directly at the Dragon Gate.
The dicinal power within him turned into torrential rain, pouring down upon the spiritual sea.
He softly exhaled: “Rise!”
ROAR!!!
The Sin Dragon coiled its tail, stirring massive waves in the sea as it climbed to the wave’s crest.
It surged toward the Dragon Gate.
Scales along its body shimred, rolling and changing layer by layer.
The dragon horns on its head glead, drawing in the waters of the spiritual sea, pushing the wave forward.
ROOOAR!!!!!!
With a thunderous roar that shook the heavens and earth—
The Sin Dragon soared through the Dragon Gate.
The spiritual sea erupted in radiant divine light of five colors.
Lu Ding’s ridians rumbled within him.
Divine Palace Ninth Layer—achieved once more.
He ford another seal and called out: “Wind, co!”
Violent gales howled, lifting the Sin Dragon straight into the Divine Palace.
He would step directly into Si Ming!
Looking at the Divine Palace’s architecture—more pavilions and towers rose, layer upon layer, reinforcing and expanding.
As the Sin Dragon took its place within—
The palace trembled, and heaven and earth resounded.
Om!!
Darkness descended, all colors faded, heaven and earth beca one.
Rolling black clouds blotted out the sky and sun.
The Sin Dragon’s eyes spun wildly, then plunged into the clouds once more.
Outside.
Lu Ding’s eyes snapped open.
Within them was utter darkness.
His eyeballs turned beneath the shadow, their contours gradually surfacing atop the blackness.
Black lines erged, spreading across his entire body.
At the peak of the sky, a tide of spiritual energy gathered, reversing course and pouring into Lu Ding’s body.
In that instant—
Lu Ding understood—Si Ming had been attained.
Within the spiritual sea, darkness spread across the heavens.
A deity appeared, towering over a hundred ters.
Half-naked, Sin Dragon coiled around his form, every muscle block outlined by black lines.
Flowing ribbons rose from beneath his ribs, fluttering upward. His eyes half-lidded, gazing down at the mortal world with disdain.
One hand pointed forth like a blade, the other held a dark-red command token.
Eight bold characters written upon it:
Front: Slay Without Redemption.
Back: Forbidden by Nothing.
Looking closely at the Si Ming’s face—it was identical to Lu Ding.
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