In the blink of an eye, two years have passed, Southeast Domain of Yue Country, Bibo Sea.

The vast ocean stretches endlessly, sunlight scattering over the surface, golden flecks shimmering with the waves. Nestled within the sea is a lush island—White Jade Island.

On the island, spiritual energy swirls around, and pavilions and towers are built along the mountains. The land of the Wang Clan lies here.

On a green stone path by the island's edge, several Qi Cultivation disciples in green magic robes are whispering to each other.

One of them, looking at the cloud-shrouded peaks in the distance, says to his companion with envy on his face:

"You're really lucky to be able to serve by the Seventh Tributor's side."

Another, upon hearing this, also carries a look of reverence and says:

"I heard the Seventh Tributor is a Mid-stage Foundation Establishment Sword Cultivator, who has mastered the unparalleled sword skill of Sword Refining and Silk Condensing. Last time, during the escort of provisions, he slew two Foundation Establishment Early-stage Tribulation Cultivators with just one sword."

"Such prowess among the tributes in the clan is absolutely top-tier."

The previous person's eyes gleamed with longing:

"If only I could catch his eye, even becoming a named disciple would be an incredible fortune!"

The other disciple couldn't help but remind him:

"By the way, I heard sword cultivators are very aloof. You better be careful in serving, lest you invite bad luck!"

The disciple serving the Seventh Tributor heard his companions' words and shook his head with a wry smile:

"The Seventh Tributor always acts alone, we attendants barely see him every ten days to half a month, and even then, it's only from afar. He completely ignores us, what chance is there to invite bad luck?"

For them, this makes things easier, but it also means there is no prospect for advancement.

As they spoke, their gazes unconsciously turned to the palace in the center of the island, shrouded in a faint array light.

The array light was a pale blue, like flowing glaze, isolating the palace from the outside world. One could vaguely see the sword-shaped engravings on the flying eaves of the palace, exuding a sharp aura.

Inside the palace, Chen Sheng sat cross-legged on a Cold Jade Bed, known as the Seventh Tributor to those disciples.

Two years ago, when he emerged from the Myriad Beasts Mountain Range, he was severely injured. First, he found a quiet spot in the mundane world to recuperate, suppressing his injuries and recovering most of his strength.

He then reached Bibo Sea as a Foundation Establishment Loose Cultivator, a remote and barren but relatively peaceful place.

Through an introduction in the Bibo Sea Market, Chen Sheng successfully joined the White Jade Wang Clan, a Foundation Establishment clan, temporarily settling down and integrating into the Yue Kingdom Cultivation Realm, gathering more intelligence.

With Mo Yunshan's memory.

Yue Country is indeed powerful, with numerous Nascent Soul True Monarchs, possessing immeasurable Divine Techniques, but Tier Three Golden Core, Fake Pill Cultivators are still enough to support a significant power.

For instance, in Bibo Sea, the top-tier force is presided over by a Master Fake Pill.

Therefore, anyone appearing out of nowhere would stand out starkly!

Moreover, Chen Sheng was still severely injured, so he only revealed his Mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivation, while slowly healing and expelling the accumulated Death Qi within him.

At this moment, Chen Sheng's face still bore a hint of gray-white, and his lips appeared slightly dark, clearly indicating the erosion of Death Qi had not been entirely eradicated.

Yet his pure Sword Heart made his mind exceptionally clear, every change in Qi flow within his body, including the deeply hidden track of Death Qi, had no secrets from him.

The Unihorn Green Bull Demon King's bloodline divine technique was extremely sinister!

The Death Qi was as murky as ink; even if a cultivator survived by luck, they would be tormented endlessly by this Death Qi, possibly having their cultivation completely ruined, with their life force severed.

Fortunately, Chen Sheng comprehended the Sword Heart, allowing him to discern the patterns of Death Qi and address them accordingly.

Chen Sheng slowly exhaled a turbid breath.

The breath carried a faint black mist, hissing upon contact with the air, seemingly spreading a decaying stench.

With the guidance of his Sword Heart, he channeled the solidified Sword Essence within his Dantian, gently flushing the residual Death Qi from his meridians.

Wherever the Sword Essence passed by, the Death Qi melted like ice and snow encountering a blazing fire, yet it stubbornly gathered in the darkness.

After a long while, Chen Sheng suddenly opened his mouth, a mouthful of black blood spurting out, landing in the jade disc before him, intermixed with strands of black threads, emanating a pungent and fishy stench.

Having expelled this mouthful of black blood, the gray-white hue on his face faded slightly, and his breath became noticeably smoother.

"Two years, finally this wound is almost fully healed."

Chen Sheng murmured to himself, raising a hand to wipe the bloodstains from the corner of his mouth, his fingers touching his skin, still sensing a trace of coldness.

Recalling the Unihorn Demon King's desperate counterattack and the lethal Death Light, he still harbored lingering fear.

The destructive power contained in that Death Light seemed capable of devouring all life force; if he hadn't swiftly consumed several Tribulation Pills, he might have perished already.

A trace of solemnity flashed in Chen Sheng's eyes:

"Though I comprehended the Sword Heart and Sword Intent this time, significantly enhancing my strength, even a clay pot cannot avoid breaking by the well, a general inevitably perishes on the battlefield."

"The cultivation realm possesses countless Divine Techniques, strange methods, and sinister means. Asking the sword of heaven and earth, there will be a day when the sword breaks and the body falls; cautious actions are imperative!"

Within his heart, he continued reflecting and summarizing after the battle:

"Just like the Unihorn Demon King's extraordinary bloodline this time, retaliating fiercely before death, possessing such divine techniques."

"Previously, the late-stage Golden Core Great Demon King merely chased it away without killing; I should have realized this demon was no ordinary one, and should have been more cautious."

"The Celestial Spirit Wind-Thunder Sword Array also lacked some variations; otherwise, that Demon King would have never been able to lock onto my position. Even with its overwhelming divine powers, if it can't hit me, it's all meaningless!"

He gently opened his mouth, and a pigeon egg-sized azure Sword Pill flew out, spinning in mid-air. Its surface shimmered with brilliance, lively and as if it possessed its own life.

Feeling a stir in his heart, the Sword Pill immediately emitted a three-inch edge, transforming into a three-foot azure peak.

The long sword traced a graceful arc in the air, leaving a striking azure streak in its wake. Where the streak passed, the air was torn apart, making a faint whistling sound.

Chen Sheng smiled lightly, a hint of satisfaction flickering in his eyes:

"Nurtured by the Sword Intent, my Lifebound Flying Sword indeed becomes sharper. If I can find some high tier ore essence for refining, it seems it can soon advance to Tier Three Middle Grade!"

This is the unique Sword Nurturing Skill of a Tier Three Sword Cultivator. There's no need for complicated Artifact Refining Techniques; simply using one's Sword Intent to nurture day and night, coupled with enough Essence of the Five Elements, the Lifebound Flying Sword can grow rapidly.

Of course, this method applies only to the Lifebound Flying Sword cultivated with one's life.

Like the one hundred and eight Wind and Thunder Swords in Chen Sheng's Sword Box, they still need to be refined and polished one by one using Artifact Refining Techniques.

Chen Sheng slightly closed his eyes, carefully sensing the clear Sword Heart in his Sea of Consciousness, which radiated a gentle yet determined glow, reflecting the peace within his heart.

He slowly raised his right hand; with the Sword Heart established, he could naturally catalyze Sword Intent at will.

At his fingertips, a thin as hair azure Sword Thread flicked out, interweaving in the air, quickly forming an all-encompassing Sword Net.

The whole process seemed slow; the Sword Net's range was only within that room, yet it carried a chilling pressure, giving one an inescapable feeling.

The invisible sword edges made the surrounding air rapidly distort, and the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi in the hall resonated, emitting a subtle hum.

This is the technique of a Golden Core Sword Cultivator to dominate Tier Three.

The Sword Heart can perceive all enemy flaws, the Sword Intent can significantly enhance swordsmanship power. Along with the delicate techniques of Sword Refining and Silk Condensing, and Sword Light Division, even defeating higher-level foes is not impossible.

Previously, Chen Sheng managed to slay that mid-stage Golden Core Demon King, which was the best example.

Chen Sheng slowly pondered:

"The Supreme Profound Sword Scripture stops here; next, I need to find a way to seek further Sword Dao inheritance."

"It's rare to comprehend Sword Heart and Sword Intent. If coupled with an even more sophisticated swordsmanship inheritance, I would find it easier to slay that Demon King, perhaps not even giving it a chance to retaliate before death."

...

Two more months passed.

Chen Sheng slowly opened his eyes, a flash of brilliance flickering and vanishing in his gaze, his entire aura smooth and full, with all internal hidden injuries fully recovered.

He got up and walked to the window, pushing it open. The fresh sea breeze mixed with the fragrance of grass and trees hit his face, invigorating him.

Over the past two years, as he gathered more and more information, Chen Sheng gained a clearer understanding of the Yue Country's Cultivation Realm.

Comparing it with Mo Yunshan's memories, he found that over three hundred years, many things had changed significantly.

Chen Sheng gazed at the boundless sea in the distance, secretly thinking:

"Yue Country is indeed strong!"

"There are nearly ten Nascent Soul level influences, with Golden Core level influences numbering in the hundreds."

Such numerous forces have also brought tremendous chaos, with Golden Core influences reshuffling rapidly!

In Mo Yunshan's memories, those once prominent Golden Core influences, in just over three hundred years, seven of them had turned to dust, disappearing into the long river of history.

Chen Sheng mused:

"Nascent Soul level influences, though constantly clashing, are rarely overturned."

"After all, Nascent Soul Cultivators are true Great Divine Power users, with lifespans exceeding a thousand years, possessing countless divine techniques. The Nascent Soul can also teleport through the void, seize and reincarnate; even if defeated, it's incredibly hard to kill them."

Chen Sheng recalled the information he had gathered lately; the most recently fallen Nascent Soul influence was the Four Symbols Demon Sect.

The main reason was that the Four Symbols Demon Lord somehow offended a solitary late-stage Nascent Soul Great Cultivator.

That Great Cultivator, even possessing astonishing divine abilities, didn't feel assured enough and borrowed the Nascent Soul Cutting Gourd from a friend for safety.

This treasure restrained Nascent Soul teleportation the most, leaving the Four Symbols Demon Lord without even a chance to escape, ultimately resulting in his demise.

Looking further back, the fall of such a major influence happened even 1,700 years ago, primarily due to a lack of successors and failure to produce another Nascent Soul True Monarch!

Chen Sheng resolved:

"For stability's sake, I'd better seek to join a Nascent Soul level influence next."

"Only such influences might hold the Pill Transformation method and the secret technique of Condensing Dragon and Tiger."

"Moreover, several of my talents have yet to grow to their limits, and I can completely grow under the Sect's protection, leveraging various inheritances."

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