Chapter 387: Fusang Sword

Chapter 387: Chapter 387: Fusang Sword

Inside the room, Yi Xiaoyao was cultivating with his eyes closed.

At this moment, inside his Dantian, his four Nascent Souls had recovered to the Void Second Realm. After the battle in the Alchemy Dao Arena, he felt it wouldn’t be long before he could break through to the Void Third Realm.

To prevent his Realm from destabilizing, Yi Xiaoyao refrained from forcing a breakthrough and instead turned his attention to the right side of his Dantian.

A sharp, black longsword pulsed with Sword Qi, quietly suspended above the Source of Sword Qi.

’Now that I’ve reached the Void-Entering Realm, it’s time to raise you to this level, too.’

Yi Xiaoyao muttered to himself, and the Primordial Spirit True Sword in his body trembled faintly. Answering the call of the sword’s hum, an incredibly pure wisp of his soul began to merge into the blade from within him.

This was Sword Soul Fusion.

Unlike the Sword Soul of the Bloodthirsty Sword, which was formed by sealing a Fierce Beast’s Soul within the blade to borrow the Fierce Beast’s power.

The Primordial Spirit True Sword, on the other hand, was enhanced by a Cultivator merging their own soul into it, forming a Sword Soul to perceive the True Sword Intent.

After an unknown amount of time, Yi Xiaoyao suddenly let out a long cry, but the sound that escaped his lips was the ringing of a sword.

A part of his soul had merged with the Primordial Spirit True Sword, becoming its Sword Soul.

Instantly, a wondrous will erupted within Yi Xiaoyao’s soul. This was Sword Will. Unlike Sword Intent, this Will was connected to the soul, contained immense Power of the Soul, and could merge with various Attributes.

Because the Primordial Spirit True Sword was formed from Destructive Sword Qi, the Sword Will that Yi Xiaoyao now sensed was fused with a powerful Destruction Will.

It seemed as if Destruction Will could destroy anything.

Among his four Nascent Souls, the Destruction Nascent Soul was transformed. Its eyes now brimmed with Destruction Will. Under the empowerment of the Power of Will, his Destructive Spiritual Power underwent a qualitative change, its might soaring explosively.

This immediately reminded Yi Xiaoyao of the Flame Will Power he had sensed during his fight with Di Heng.

’If I can awaken the Attribute Wills of my other three Nascent Souls, my power will increase dramatically.’

Muttering to himself, Yi Xiaoyao once again began to comprehend Flame Will.

Perhaps because he possessed the Heaven and Earth Fire Essence, awakening this Will was a remarkably smooth and natural process.

Flame Will: Incineration!

With this, the incinerating power of Yi Xiaoyao’s flames underwent a qualitative leap.

Next, the Cyan Wood Will awakened: Life!

Empowered by this Will of vitality, the healing ability of his Cyan Wood Undying Body naturally skyrocketed.

However, when it came to comprehending Devouring Will, despite his Essences of Heaven and Earth, Yi Xiaoyao was completely stumped.

Yi Xiaoyao had always understood that the two powers of Devouring and Destruction were far stronger, rarer, and more advanced than any other Attribute.

But because of this rarity and advanced nature, Yi Xiaoyao had no one to emulate, nor could he unleash the true power of Destruction and Devouring.

It was like trying to create his own Spiritual Skills—an incredibly difficult task. Besides, how could any Spiritual Skill created at his current Cultivation Realm possibly compare to those left behind by the ancients, whose Realms were far beyond his own?

Therefore, for now, he could only use the skills of the ancients and walk the path they had paved.

’Perhaps one day, when I reach a certain level, I’ll be able to truly master the world-shaking powers of Destruction and Devouring and forge a unique path of my very own.’

At this thought, Yi Xiaoyao smiled faintly. He believed that day would come soon.

Fortunately, he now possessed the Cyan Emperor’s legacy. When it came to Cyan Wood Attribute Spiritual Skills, likely no one in the entire Cyan Wilderness could compare to him.

Next, he planned to officially head to the Cyan Wilderness and face the responsibility he now shouldered.

Before that, Yi Xiaoyao got up, walked out the door, and went to see the Red Butterfly Saint Witch.

...

Just as when they first met, the Red Butterfly Saint Witch moved among the flowers and plants like a crimson butterfly, watering them.

"You’ve come."

Her captivating voice reached Yi Xiaoyao’s ears.

"You told me to come see you before I left the Red Wilderness," Yi Xiaoyao said.

"Even if I hadn’t said anything, you would have come."

The Red Butterfly Saint Witch chuckled softly and flicked her wrist, sending an object shooting toward Yi Xiaoyao.

Yi Xiaoyao quickly caught it and found a heavy, cyan wooden sword in his hand. It seemed to contain an unimaginable amount of Cyan Wood Vitality, as if the sword itself were alive.

’If he used this sword to execute Cyan Wood Spiritual Skills, their power would skyrocket.’

"This is... the Cyan Emperor Order?" Yi Xiaoyao asked in confusion.

"The Fusang Sword is the Cyan Emperor Order. To draw the sword is to command the Emperor’s presence."

The Red Butterfly Saint Witch said, "The Fusang Tree is the origin of the Cyan Wilderness and its sacred wood. This sword was forged from Fusang Wood. It was the Cyan Emperor’s personal sword, and it is the Cyan Emperor Order that you desire."

Joy instantly lit up Yi Xiaoyao’s face. This Fusang Sword was the Cyan Emperor Order, and it was the very sword the Cyan Emperor himself had wielded. Its power was naturally immense.

The Red Butterfly Saint Witch seemed to see through Yi Xiaoyao’s thoughts and let out a soft snort.

"The Fusang Sword may be powerful, but you are forbidden from using it in the slightest."

"Many people before you have wanted to take the Fusang Sword from me. You should know what fate awaits you if those people learn that this sword is in your hands."

The joyous expression on Yi Xiaoyao’s face stiffened. He still remembered how the Red Butterfly Saint Witch had mistaken him for one of those people and nearly killed him.

Furthermore, when faced with those demanding the Fusang Sword, the Red Butterfly Saint Witch had flatly denied possessing it, rather than taking a forceful stance and refusing to give it up.

This showed that even the Red Butterfly Saint Witch was wary of these people. How could Yi Xiaoyao possibly hope to resist them in the slightest?

Realizing this, Yi Xiaoyao gave a bitter smile. "If I can’t reveal the Cyan Emperor Order and can’t use it to awe the people of the Cyan Wilderness, then what use is it to me?"

"I have a list here of the factions that were loyal to the Cyan Emperor. You can first borrow the strength of the powers on this list, proceeding cautiously and consolidating your power to slowly take control of the Cyan Wilderness."

It seemed the Red Butterfly Saint Witch had already planned out Yi Xiaoyao’s next steps. She raised her hand, sending a Jade Slip flying toward him.

Yi Xiaoyao caught the Jade Slip and inspected it, his expression freezing in surprise. The Cyan Emperor had been the Master of the Cyan Wilderness, in control of the entire region, yet this list contained only a handful of names.

Then he understood. These few names must belong to factions that were absolutely loyal to the Cyan Emperor—powers that would never waver, even in the face of annihilation.

Only the factions on this list would treat the Cyan Emperor Order as the return of the Cyan Emperor himself, rather than coveting it for their own.

Then, Yi Xiaoyao’s gaze flickered. On the list was the Ji Clan.

Compared to a massive, first-rate power like the Holy Pill Hall, the Ji Clan was merely a second-rate one.

But even so, to the current Yi Xiaoyao, it was still a considerable force.

Forget about subjugating a first-rate power; Yi Xiaoyao had little confidence he could bring even a second-rate power like this under his control, despite possessing the Cyan Emperor Order.

The reason Yi Xiaoyao paid special attention to the Ji Clan was, of course, because of Ji Hao. He was almost certain that Ji Hao was a member of the Ji Clan.

"Do you have a plan?"

The Red Butterfly Saint Witch asked, noticing the change in Yi Xiaoyao’s expression.

Yi Xiaoyao smiled faintly. "I’m going to the Cyan Wilderness to bring the Ji Clan under my command."

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