"I wonder how that young boy Su’s cultivation is going? Just how long does this secluded cultivation have to last?" The Old Dragon was a bit curious.
At this mont, Su Chen was standing before a towering mountain.
This mountain was the very one depicted in the painting.
This mountain was extrely extraordinary.
Firstly, it seed to possess a soul of its own. Standing before it gave one a feeling of a penetrating ntal oppression.
Secondly, this mountain appeared to not be static; it was continuously undulating, with each wave akin to flowing water, serene moonlight, or the turbulent eruption of magma across vast distances.
Su Chen had been standing in front of this great mountain for a very long ti, though he didn’t know exactly how long.
He did nothing, just gazed at the mountain.
Initially, he felt sowhat impatient, thinking that the martial skill of the Divine Martial clan couldn’t possibly be non-existent. But gradually, his impatience cald, and over ti, he beca increasingly silent and composed.
Recently, it seed he had touched upon so insight. He felt as if he could understand the mountain before him, that the rhythmic undulations of the mountain themselves were a kind of martial skill.
Thus, Su Chen began to mimic.
Of course, this process was incredibly difficult, as the rhythmic undulations of the mountain were not consistent but changed over ti.
Yet, Su Chen did not give up. He was quite stubborn, continuing to mimic. Whether he would succeed in the end or not, at least he tried, didn’t he?
As he mimicked, Su Chen wasn’t even aware that his punches, kicks, movents, and retreats were beginning to contain a certain essence.
Ti continued to pass.
After another forty-nine days.
A breakthrough!!!
Bei Buxiu had another breakthrough.
He officially stepped into the second level of the Broken Eternal Realm.
This breakthrough once again plunged the entire Yanxu Palace into a deep silence.
The value of this breakthrough was incredibly high.
Even Lan Dingtian thought that since Bei Buxiu had already entered the ranks of the Broken Eternal Realm, it would be impossible for him to progress a minor realm every few dozen days as before. The further one cultivated, the more difficult breakthroughs beca; that was beyond doubt.
But who would have thought...
Bei Buxiu smacked everyone in the face!
And it was quite a loud smack.
Of course, it was an exciting smack.
On the day he broke through to the second level of the Broken Eternal Realm, Lan Dingtian, after much consideration, took Bei Buxiu to the deepest part of Yanxu Forest, intending to introduce him to the white-eyed elder.
Lan Dingtian felt that the white-eyed elder might have misjudged this ti.
Bei Buxiu was truly outstanding!!!
Lan Dingtian felt that Bei Buxiu was not inferior to Su Chen; rather, he completely outshone Su Chen.
At the very least, Lan Dingtian knew very well that during the days when Su Chen was in secluded cultivation, he made no breakthroughs. Others might not have felt it, but he had been closely monitoring Abyssal First Pavilion and confird that Su Chen’s so-called secluded cultivation had lasted for a full half year with no results or progress.
No progress for half a year was not unusual—most martial cultivators experienced this. But compared to Bei Buxiu?
The difference was imdiately apparent.
In this half year, Bei Buxiu had broken through five or six minor realms and one great realm!
The gap between them was like that between an ant and a divine dragon.
Unfortunately, to Lan Dingtian’s disappointnt, when he brought Bei Buxiu to the deepest part of Yanxu Forest, he couldn’t find the thatched hut of the white-eyed elder; it was as if it had vanished into thin air.
Lan Dingtian understood that this disappearance ant the white-eyed elder simply didn’t want to et Bei Buxiu.
Lan Dingtian was sowhat regretful and annoyed. Had the senior beco senile? Of course, such thoughts could only remain in his heart.
"Buxiu, your master originally intended to give you a grand gift, but unfortunately..." Lan Dingtian looked at the respectful Bei Buxiu beside him, becoming increasingly satisfied yet sowhat apologetic.
"Master has already given the disciple enough." Bei Buxiu said earnestly.
"Good disciple, how about this: Master will invite Qi Lao to forge a weapon for you." After so thought, Lan Dingtian said in a low voice. His disciple was so outstanding, how could he not reward him?
Qi Lao was one of the several supre elders of Yanxu Palace and the oldest among them.
Qi Lao was over six million years old, practically a living fossil.
Qi Lao had reached the Eternal Ancient Realm of Integration and was the only old monster of this realm within Yanxu Palace, as well as one of the few in the War Ancient Sky Realm who had achieved this level.
Aside from his terrifying cultivation, Qi Lao was also the most formidable artifact refining master in the War Ancient Sky Realm. Qi Lao’s talent for artifact refining was even more frightening than his talent for martial cultivation; otherwise, he wouldn’t be called Qi Lao.
To what extent had Qi Lao’s talent for artifact refining reached? He could practically work with Mortal Shedding Level weapons.
What does that an? Put simply, Qi Lao was capable of upgrading Mortal Shedding Level weapons.
For example, if a weapon was at the Early Stage of the Mortal Shedding Level, Qi Lao could, through certain refining thods and the infusion of treasures, elevate it to the Middle Stage or even Later Stage.
This was already terrifying, unmatched in the entire War Ancient Sky Realm.
Of course, having Qi Lao create a Mortal Shedding Level weapon from scratch was beyond his abilities, as there was no artifact refining master in the War Ancient Sky Realm who could, because the ancient thods for refining such weapons had been lost.
The fact that Qi Lao could further enhance the level of Mortal Shedding Level weapons was already imnsely miraculous.
"Thank you, Master!" Bei Buxiu was taken aback before turning ecstatic!!!
He had heard of Qi Lao’s great na. As the Young Sect Master of Qingyi Sect, he was well-inford.
It was precisely because he had heard Qi Lao’s na that he was so excited.
And he just happened to have a sword in his possession—a genuine treasured sword at the Middle Stage of the Mortal Shedding Level, one of the most formidable swords in the War Ancient Sky Realm, called Zhan Xuan.
Zhan Xuan was his father’s sword, and later, his father passed it on to him.
Bei Buxiu rarely used Zhan Xuan.
The world knew his strongest technique was the Furious Sea Shattering Sky Hand, but in reality, his truly strongest move was the Single Stroke Sword Technique perford with Zhan Xuan.
If Zhan Xuan could be enhanced to the Later Stage of the Mortal Shedding Level, for him, the power of the Single Stroke Sword Technique could be increased by at least a factor of two.
The next mont, Bei Buxiu hurriedly took out Zhan Xuan: "Master, please have Qi Lao enhance this sword."
"A good sword." Lan Dingtian’s eyes lit up. He had been worried that Bei Buxiu might casually take out a sword, wasting this opportunity to upgrade a weapon’s level. But unexpectedly...
"All right, I’ll make the trip for you. Qi Lao hasn’t worked for hundreds of thousands of years, so I’ll have to shalessly ask him to exert effort for you on behalf of our sect." Lan Dingtian said, then had already departed.
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