Free Web NovelChapter 400: Chapter 358: The Counterattack Approaches
This has already been included in the "Yushan Seventh Grade Profound Mystery Scripture," one of the five fourth-grade cultivation techniques, like the "Divine Illumination Immortal Ascension Technique" practiced by Wang Yang and Jiang Baitao, and the "Tidal Surge Thunderbolt Skill" practiced by Wang Ruoyu, all of which are top-grade wondrous methods directly targeting the Primordial Spirit Realm.
In Jichuan Profound Monarch’s collection of books, there is no shortage of Sword Scriptures, but this one not only has an excellent grade but was also written by a loose Sword Cultivator who died thousands of years ago, so there is no problem in practicing it.
Although it is unclear what level this Sword Technique can reach today, regardless, it is a wondrous method for Sword Cultivators that can reach the Primordial Spirit Realm. For Xiao Tianci, who relies entirely on self-comprehension due to the severed Dharma Gate, it truly is as if a gold mountain has fallen in front of a pauper!
Of course, Lu Qian is now only showing Xiao Tianci a part of the main outline, without revealing the ins and outs or the final realms.
As long as Xiao Tianci agrees to join the sect, Lu Qian will gradually pass on the Sword Technique to him according to his cultivation progress.
But just a few words from the main outline were enough to make Xiao Tianci tremble with shock and joy.
The Sword Scripture he inherited was only at the Qi Cultivation Realm, which could not be compared to the "Four Excess Star Nether Illumination Divine Sword True Technique" before him!
Just after reading a few sentences, Xiao Tianci’s spiritual power unconsciously boiled, and the longsword beside him suddenly trembled, emitting a pleasant gentle hum.
"Tianci, how do you feel?" Lu Qian asked with a smile.
Reluctant to raise his head, Xiao Tianci tightened his grip on the trembling longsword, "My heart is very pleased, and my sword is very joyous."
That day, the Sword Cultivation genius Xiao Tianci burned incense in offering, worshiped the ancestors of past generations, and paid respect to Sect Leader Lu Qian, officially joining the Yunshan Sect, becoming a fifth-generation disciple of the Yunshan Sect.
Unfortunately, despite his decent cultivation and extraordinary talent, no exceptions could be made; he had to start as an Outer Disciple.
But it was believed that with his ability, as long as suitable tasks were assigned, he would surely ascend quickly.
Upon hearing this news, the recovered Jiang Baitao led Li Da, Wang Ruoyu, and her little follower Cui Linglong, proudly coming to find Xiao Tianci.
Seeing this proud young genius awkwardly addressing her as "Junior Martial Uncle Jiang," Baitao was secretly delighted.
Li Da, somewhat embarrassed on the side, never thought this young cultivator would suddenly become his junior brother.
The Sect Leader indeed has a knack!
Still, the urgency he felt only heightened. With Wu Yan first and Xiao Tianci following, the number of gifted disciples gradually increased within the sect, spurring him to strive harder to catch up.
Holding half a burnt pancake he had fumbled from his pocket, Wang Ruoyu considered giving it to the new junior brother as a meeting gift.
Luckily, Baitao’s eyes were swift as she snatched the pancake and pushed it back into his mouth.
"Nephew Xiao." The girl then stood on tiptoe and patted Xiao Tianci’s shoulder, "Your Junior Martial Uncle thinks highly of you. Keep it up!"
"You have decent cultivation, wield your sword impressively, and I agree to include you in our team. From now on, we are the Four Heroes of Yunshan!"
Cui Linglong stood dejectedly on the side, her face fallen, "Junior Martial Uncle, can’t we be the Five Heroes?"
With the corner of his mouth twitching, Xiao Tianci momentarily regretted joining the Yunshan Sect.
After this nerve-wracking uprooting affair, life superficially continued peacefully for a few days while the Yunshan Sect continued overcoming key technological challenges concerning the Flying Snake Daoist Soldiers.
Despite encountering difficulties in the Artifact Refining path, Tao Boliang was filled with exuberant enthusiasm, akin to being injected with adrenaline; aside from necessary meditation, he essentially remained in the central Glazed Tower. However, due to the overall weak foundation of the Yunshan Sect, progress remained slow.
According to Tao Boliang’s estimation, it would take at least half a year to grasp the key elements of the Flying Snake Daoist Soldiers, and another year to create a prototype model.
In other words, a year and a half later, Lu Qian will be able to see a complete prototype of the Flying Snake Daoist Soldiers.
Excluding the cost of creating Daoist Soldiers, the expenses incurred by these trials and experiments could reach between 120,000 and 150,000 Spirit Stones.
The Yunshan Sect, merely following schematics, requires such immense costs. Starting from scratch would likely see costs multiply tenfold.
Technological innovation truly relies on cost-indifferent investment—no wonder patent fees are so steep.
Lu Qian uttered an untimely sigh.
Yet over a year and a half, this investment of over ten thousand Spirit Stones not only yielded the Flying Snake Daoist Soldiers itself, but also heralded the arrival of excellent levels in large-scale mechanical manufacturing and fundamental Artifact Refining technologies within the Yunshan Sect.
From this perspective, it represents a significant increase in the sect’s overall strength, deserving any amount of investment.
It’s worth mentioning that formerly frivolous Tao Zhongxian seemed truly motivated by the various Fairy members of the Yunshan Sect, diligently he has been cultivating intensely recently. Whenever he has free time, he seriously studies the path of Artifact Refining in the Glazed Tower.
Watching him hover around the Spiritual Power Melting Furnace on top of the Spirit Vein daily, Tao Boliang couldn’t help but feel gratified, inwardly mused that Yunshan Sect was truly the right place to be.
For the past few days, an underlying tension persisted despite the superficial tranquility; within the Yunshan Sect and at higher levels of the Shuangye Alliance, there was always an underlying vigilance.
The counteraction of the Xuanguang Sect was likely imminent.
The upper echelons of the Shuangye Alliance were unaware of the intricacies involved; they only knew that Lu Qian killed Hee Yangchen along with a dozen elite disciples of the Xuanguang Sect. In their view, the Xuanguang Sect should have reacted long ago, and the looming threat felt rather curious.
Only Lu Qian knew the reason; after the Primordial Pearl vanquished Hee Yangchen and their group, it absorbed all their corpses, followed by Lu Qian swiftly sealing Lingsha City and thoroughly investigating for traitors without divulging the news.
Moreover, with Xuanguang Sect’s strong belief in Hee Yangchen’s Invisible Dao Pattern, it would be unimaginable for them that Hee Yangchen fell easily at the hands of Yunshan Sect. During these past ten or so days, they were likely busy collecting battlefield evidence and consolidating intelligence to determine what truly happened with Hee Yangchen’s disappearance.
But regardless, by now, it’s generally determined that Hee Yangchen has been executed, and Xuanguang Sect’s counteraction is likely forthcoming.
Lu Qian cannot currently ascertain the form this counteraction will take.
Master Cangfeng remained at his Liekong Mountain without any movement; under such circumstances, if the tables were turned, and my confidant Foot General was inexplicably killed by a weaker enemy, suspicion would perpetually echo within, striving to uncover the truth.
Regarding the Primordial Pearl, Lu Qian had long informed the recovering Jiang Baitao, instructing that it concerned the sect’s life and death, absolutely to disclose nothing, even half a word. While explaining to Li Da and Wang Ruoyu, he stated that it was because Lu Qian promptly arrived to rescue her.
The Sect Leader Senior Brother had never shown such solemn and serious demeanor to her; Jiang Baitao covered her mouth, widened her eyes, nodding repeatedly, expressing her vow to keep silent even under threat of death, suggesting sealing her memory entirely with a mental lock.
Lu Qian patted her head, told her to read fewer storytelling books, then sent her away.
While Lu Qian was lost in thought, the Thousand-Mile Mirror in his arms began vibrating and emitted a blue glow.
