The Yang Family's main hall.
"Xiao'Er, you're finally out. The Inner Courtyard of the Law Enforcent Hall has been cleared out. They're asking when we want to move in."
Yang Zhentian gave a faint smile the mont Yang Xiao appeared.
The Yang Family's status was different now.
It was clearly no longer appropriate for them to live in the Outer Mansion.
Besides, the living conditions in the Inner Mansion were much better than in the Outer Mansion.
Not only was the Heaven and Earth Primordial Power more concentrated, but there were also all sorts of training grounds, like the Martial Arts Hall and the Dharma Transmission Hall... It was the core of the entire Purple Sun Sect.
Everyone who stayed there was at least at the Martial Artist Level, and there were quite a few Innate Powerhouses. Yang Zhentian might not think much of it.
But for Yang Ying and the others, and even for Yun'Er, the benefits were imnse.
After all, having people to teach them and cultivate alongside them was far more effective than just training arduously on their own.
Therefore, Yang Ying and the others were all filled with anticipation.
"Father, you can handle the move. I've just finished refining so items. Co and take a look."
Yang Xiao, however, didn't seem to care much about it.
Although becoming an Inner Sect Disciple had once been the greatest wish of this body's previous owner, for him, the most important thing was to find the people who plotted against him in his past life and get his revenge.
As for a minor place like the Purple Sun Sect, he truly couldn't care less.
"Items? Xiao'Er, you even know how to refine weapons?"
Yang Zhentian was slightly stunned.
Though he had ntally prepared himself for Yang Xiao's rise to be astonishing, he still hadn't expected this.
Xiao'Er could actually refine weapons now.
He was quite surprised.
"Weapons?"
Yang Xiao smiled.
So-called weapons were just sharp, sturdy items. In terms of materials, they might be similar to Yang Xiao's Divine Magical Artifacts.
They could withstand the Innate True Qi, Gang Qi, and so on within a Martial Artist's body, unleashing greater power than one's bare hands.
But in the end, they were just Mortal Artifacts.
They couldn't even be ntioned in the sa breath as the Low-Grade Magical Artifacts Yang Xiao refined.
So, when Yang Xiao placed nine offensive Low-Grade Magical Artifacts before them, the fluctuating power on the items alone left them dumbfounded.
"What are these? Could they be the legendary Sacred Weapons?"
Yang Zhentian was worldly and knowledgeable. He knew that weapons cultivated with a Martial Saint's very life force would possess terrifying might.
He couldn't help but blurt it out.
'But on second thought, no matter how incredible Yang Xiao is, he probably couldn't refine so many Sacred Weapons. Besides, Sacred Weapons are items cultivated with a Martial Saint's life force, carrying their True Martial Intent. Xiao'Er isn't a Martial Saint, so how could he possibly refine one? Could it be that she ca?'
Yang Zhentian's heart clenched violently.
His feelings were very complicated.
He felt both anticipation and disappointnt.
Anticipation, because he longed to see her again.
Disappointnt, because she hadn't co to see him.
It was a very complex mix of emotions.
"These aren't Sacred Weapons. They're called Magical Artifacts."
Yang Xiao just smiled faintly.
'Sacred Weapons.'
'I'd love to refine them, of course.'
'But do I have that kind of ability?'
'Even my master from my first life, the Nine Yang Supre—hailed as the most powerful Dominator Level expert in heaven and earth—only had a single Sacred Weapon.'
'The Great Sun Divine Wheel.'
'Back then, I didn't even have an Emperor's Weapon.'
'How could I possibly refine a Sacred Weapon?'
Of course, he also knew that the "Sacred Weapons" Yang Zhentian spoke of and the Sacred Weapons he was familiar with were two completely different things.
One was refined by mortals.
The other was refined by a Great Power at the Dominator Level.
The two couldn't be compared.
"Magical Artifacts? What are Magical Artifacts?"
Yang Ying and the others were a little lost.
But Yang Xiao just smiled, picked up a Magical Artifact, and began to explain, "This sword is called the Wind-Slaying Sword. It's extrely fast and suitable for those who use Wind Attribute True Qi. It can double your speed and increase your destructive power by more than tenfold. At the sa ti, if you activate its Array, it can release Wind Gang with power equivalent to the Peak of the Third Layer of a Martial Grandmaster."
The mont he said this, the nine people present were stunned.
Double the speed, tenfold the destructive power, and it could even release Wind Gang.
'This... this is even more terrifying than a Sacred Weapon!'
But the things that would shock them were far from over.
"This is the Cold Ice Soul-cutting Blade. It can enhance the power of Ice Attribute energy, also by tenfold. The Cold Ice Soul Cutting Gang Qi it unleashes can affect a Fourth Layer Martial Grandmaster. If the user is a Martial Arts Grandmaster, it can even affect experts at the Sixth or even Seventh Layer of the Martial Grandmaster realm. It's the most suitable for you, Father."
Yang Xiao handed the blade to Yang Zhentian.
Yang Zhentian took it instinctively.
Instantly, an aura that resonated with the cold ice Gang Qi in his body emanated from the blade.
Subconsciously, Yang Zhentian slashed out with the blade.
The world seed to change color.
The Gang Qi burst forth, and the enormous, blade-shaped Gang Qi contained within it sliced the wall before him in two, continuing to push forward.
It didn't stop until it was over a hundred ters away.
Only then did it cease.
At this display of power, not only did Yang Ying and the others tremble in their hearts, but even Yang Zhentian's own eyelids twitched.
'Too strong.'
'A single casual strike had such terrifying power.'
'If I combined it with the Starburst Skill and went all out... I really might have the power to kill a Seventh Layer Martial Grandmaster expert.'
What was even more terrifying was that, upon closer inspection, one would find a ten-ter radius around the slash mark completely covered in a layer of crystalline white frost.
It was all ford from the frigid energy of the Sword Gang.
Even an expert at the Innate Realm would feel their entire body freeze solid if they got close to this frigid energy.
Weaker individuals would probably freeze to death on the spot.
Even Yang Ying and the others felt the circulation of their qi and blood grow sluggish.
Fortunately, Yang Xiao raised a hand, and countless flas surged forward.
They dispelled the frigid energy.
Only then did Yang Ying and the others snap out of it.
They cried out in alarm, one after another.
"So... so powerful."
Every one of them was gaping.
In fact, it wasn't just them; even Yang Zhentian himself was utterly shocked.
The long blade in his hand was such a perfect match for him, and its power was imnse.
'It's even better than the so-called Sacred Weapons.'
"Xiao'Er, these weapons—no, Magical Artifacts—you should keep them for yourself. If others find out about them, I'm afraid even Martial Saints would try to seize them."
Everyone was startled by his words.
It was like a bucket of cold water had been dumped on them, instantly chilling the deep desire and excitent in their hearts.
'That's right. Items this powerful... we probably wouldn't be able to protect them.'
"Father, I went into seclusion this ti precisely to refine these things to increase your strength. If you don't want them, then what did I refine them for?"
"As for not being able to protect them? These Magical Artifacts can recognize a master. If you drip your Essence Blood on them, you can conceal their radiance. Even if soone else takes them, they can only be used as ordinary items. As long as you don't tell anyone, who would ever know the true power of these Magical Artifacts?"
Hearing this, Yang Zhentian and the others finally felt a little relieved.
'If that's the case, then to others, it would probably just look like we're holding so ordinary weapons. So might not even look like they're made of high-quality materials, not even reaching the level of an Upper-Grade Weapon, but only a Middle-Grade Weapon.'
Weapons like that, while quite good in the eyes of ordinary people, are nothing to a Martial Saint.
'Naturally, they wouldn't feel the desire to fight over them.'
'As long as we're careful and don't carelessly activate the Arrays on them, it shouldn't be hard to hold onto these Magical Artifacts.'
But was it really okay for them to just accept such precious Magical Artifacts like this?
Hesitation appeared on the faces of Yang Ying and the others.
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