Chapter 1220: Chapter 601: The Divine Sword Emerges

The Three Xiao Mixed Yuan Sect, an Ancient Daoist Inheritance, a super-ancient Daoist lineage said to have already existed back when heaven and earth had just opened, Chaos not yet parted, in the age of the Demon Clan.

Legend has it the Three Xiao Ancestors even took part in the very first Great Void starry-sky exploration project, occupying one of the Thirty-three Heavens. Before the Great Void was lost, the sect even had a secret legacy that could perform Feather Transformation and Ascension, directly flying up to the main headquarters of the Three Xiao Mixed Origin Heaven.

And like the other Ancient Dao lineages, after the Great Void was lost, the Three Xiao Sect could no longer head to the Thirty-three Heavens, so later on they became a main pillar in building the Second Void as well, and clearly had very deep ties with the Company.

Also, this branch’s Daoist Skill has some special quirks, somewhat similar to Dual Cultivation Energy Replenishment arts. It’s also bedroom secret refining, but it starts at three-person cultivation, no abstinence from meat or fish, humans and beasts all acceptable, Spiritual Artifacts are fine too—basically, the more the merrier.

So according to unverified histories, back then the Three Xiao Sect passed this Secret Technique to an Immortal Venerable, helping him wage war on Ziwei Palace’s Four Queens, Eight Concubines, and three thousand beauties in the harem, and thus he was ennobled as Grandmaster, enjoying supreme glory in the Immortal Palace for an entire era. Mm, for all we know, that bastard from Jiuxiao who snuck into the palace and stole Ziwei’s secret legacy was actually lifting the Three Xiao Daoist Inheritance.

Ahem. Anyway, relying on this professional skillset, even with dynasties changing, the Three Xiao Sect has stood unshaken. Even the Tenglong Heavenly Kingdom treated them with great Ritual, inviting them to serve as State Preceptors. For the last ten years they’ve been in Tenglong Palace day and night, preaching and expounding the Magic, accompanying the Heavenly King in all sorts of one-man-N-partner mini-games, exploring and developing the wonders and mysteries of the human body, to the point Boss Shi was having so much fun he forgot about painting entirely, left everything on hang.

This time, the ten-year term was up; the Suiyang battle instance reset, the plot rebooted. The Chanyu Platform planners had gathered the Heavenly Country’s Ten Thousand Immortals for a second assault on Suiyang, and specifically invited the aloof State Preceptors to sit in the Array, so they could keep the Demons in line and get them to serve the Heavenly King wholeheartedly. As for the three State Preceptors, they were probably bored of palace play and suffering aesthetic fatigue, so they took this chance to recommend themselves to the Heavenly King, coming to the front lines to see if there were any new amusements. In the end they rammed straight into the Black Gauze and played themselves to death.

"Oh, I see. Returning Void then."

"Qiqi~~"

After roughly getting the script for this run, Chen Xuantian casually took five-eighteenths of the Yin Mountain Eighteen Riders and fused and refined them into one-eighth of a Netherworld Spring tentacle.

Mm, so much for Three Xiao Mixed Origin, just a pile of useless dead meat, only fit to be refined into Netherworld Spring, not even a single tentacle out of them. Can’t compare to these robust bodies tempered by Gang Fist at all.

But whatever, there’s still a hundred Nascent Souls and a hundred demons to use, right? Time to start grinding levels.

"Returning to Life."

So Chen Xuantian once again worked a bout of saintly Returning to Life, like building blocks, using severed limbs to piece ’Qiqi’ back together, Illusion Technique-ing them into the shape of the Yin Mountain Eighteen Riders, like a puppet show, stretching out from the bow.

"Hear the order, generals! The Heavenly Venerate has rewards! Ten riders to a group, board the ship for your reward! Everyone gets a share, no cutting in line!"

"Thank you, Heavenly Venerate!"

Hearing even the Mounts got a share, the Heavenly Country Demon Soldiers all bowed and thanked him one after another, lining up in order. Just thinking of the unverified rumors about the Three Xiao Sect, they couldn’t help getting a bit excited~

So after tossing them around like this for a whole night, Chen Xuantian lured all the elite troops who delivered themselves to his doorstep onto the ship, batch by batch into ambush, Returning Void them all, Refining them all, annihilating them in an instant. One can only say this tribulation went down easy as flipping a hand, ahem...

Anyway, sure enough, any move gets better the more you practice. After Chen Xuantian refined enough, he also discovered: tentacles have to be refined from living beings—after all, it’s Returning to ’Life’ and Returning to Void. Whether Immortal or Monster, at the very least they must be living wetware with their own Primordial Spirit and self-awareness, so they can be Returning to Life and Returning to Void and refined alive.

So if you kill them outright at the start, then even a thousand-year Qi Refining Old Gods is just a pile of nutrient-dense garbage, only suitable to be refined into Nether Spring Black Water, used as pure matter and energy.

Of course, the conversion efficiency into tentacles is not just positively correlated with Primordial Spirit strength; it’s also directly related to the other party’s lifespan, fate, and realm.

For example, that little waiter from the Mystic Sect, the goat from the Mystic Sect, and the dog from the South Heavenly Gate were all thousand-year Old Gods; they exchanged at one-to-one, fair trade for all ages.

But the mountain bandits and rebel army Nascent Soul Martial Gods roaming the Jianghu were one grade lower. Unless they had resentment like "Cui Cui~", it really took dozens of tries to have a chance to piece together a single tentacle. Seems Returning to Life and Returning to Void is pretty metaphysical, needs more grinding.

"Qiqi~~""Qiqi~~""Qiqi~~"

"Splat!"

Thus, three newly grown tentacles hugged into a ball and formed the Qiqi Gang.

"Cui Cui~""Crackle pop!"

Mm, Cui Cui got beaten up again...

In short, once Chen Xuantian finished sweeping everything clean again and withdrew the Illusion Technique, Shen Su’e was stunned all over again.

"Th-the sky’s dark, wh-what just..."

Chen Xuantian glanced at her, then at Gugu and Gaga who were sleeping like the dead,

"These eyes of yours are really something, even my Illusion Technique can’t confuse you. Right, this skin..."

Shen Su’e tensed up, thinking Chen Xuantian was going to tie her up again, and hurriedly raised her sword.

Chen Xuantian didn’t mind, he stretched the black hide open,

"Does this skin have any Weakness?"

Shen Su’e fell silent for a moment, then used her sword tip to mark a few spots.

Chen Xuantian understood again,

"So everything under heaven has a Weakness..."

Shen Su’e watched him warily,

"You just now...k-killed h-how many people."

Chen Xuantian chuckled,

"What, you could smell it?"

Shen Su’e shook her head, staring straight at Chen Xuantian...’s hair,

"I...saw...th-their...death."

"You can see death?"

Chen Xuantian was curious,

"Can I ask, what does death you see look like?"

Shen Su’e drifted off for a moment, her pupil flickered once,

"Lines...dense...densely packed lines...when a line breaks, p-people...j-just die."