The Heavens: Man Covers the Heavens, Refines Treasures to Become an Emperor

"The thirty-seventh."

Jiang Xuan silently counted in his mind, sweat already beading on his forehead.

Even with his True Martial Sixth Level cultivation, he felt exhausted after three hours of intense fighting.

Strangely, his spiritual energy was being depleted much slower than expected.

"My spiritual energy reserves seem to be more than three times greater than those of an ordinary sixth-level True Martial Realm cultivator."

Jiang Xuan pondered to himself, but his hands didn't stop moving. He cleaved another golden spider that pounced at him in two.

A scream came from not far away.

A trainee was sprayed in the face with the venom of a golden spider and rolled on the ground, clutching his face. Immediately, two instructors in black rushed into the arena and dragged him out.

"waste."

Xin Wenbin sneered, and his long sword flashed with a silver light, pinning the golden spider in front of him to the ground.

As the son of the Grand Commander of the Imperial Guards of the Forbidden City, Xin Wenbin had always acted with impunity in the camp.

At that moment, he caught sight of Jiang Xuan not far away, his expression sinister.

"Hey, you there!"

Xin Wenbin suddenly shouted at Jiang Xuan.

"Come here and block this for me!"

Jiang Xuan seemed not to hear, and continued to deal with the golden spider in front of him.

Xin Wenbin's face darkened, and with a few leaps, he arrived beside Jiang Xuan, his long sword pointing directly at Jiang Xuan's back.

"You lowly commoner, I'm speaking to you!"

Jiang Xuan dodged a golden spider's attack by sidestepping it, then turned to look at Xin Wenbin. The young man had delicate features, but his eyes were as cold as ice.

"Is something wrong?"

"I'm tired, you take care of things here."

Xin Wenbin spoke in a condescending manner.

"My father is the Grand Commander of the Imperial Guards. If you know what's good for you, you'd better obey. Otherwise..."

"Or what?"

Jiang Xuan interrupted him, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

"Should I send your dad to the training ground to bite me?"

"you!"

Xin Wenbin was furious, but upon catching sight of the instructors patrolling in the distance, he suppressed his anger. Private fights were strictly prohibited on the training ground; violators would be immediately eliminated.

He lowered his voice menacingly.

"Kid, you're dead meat. Wait until training is over."

Before he could finish speaking, a giant golden spider suddenly pounced on Xin Wenbin from the side.

"what!"

Xin Wenbin hastily raised his sword to block, but was knocked back by the force of the golden spider's charge.

His eyes darted around, and suddenly he dodged behind Jiang Xuan.

"You lowly commoner, this is your honor!"

Xin Wenbin grinned maliciously and shoved Jiang Xuan hard.

Jiang Xuan was prepared and remained rooted to the spot.

A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and the vortex in his right hand suddenly changed direction.

"The Whirlwind Technique!"

The claw wind that was originally aimed at the golden spider suddenly turned into a rotating force, which reversed the golden spider's momentum and changed its attack trajectory.

"Varied."

Xin Wenbin watched as the golden spider pounced on him.

At the critical moment, Xin Wenbin rolled on the ground in a sorry state, and the golden spider's fangs grazed his hair, cutting off a few strands.

“You’re looking for death!”

Xin Wenbin got up in a fit of rage, his face ashen.

Jiang Xuan had already dodged five steps away, dealing with another golden spider while speaking calmly.

"Young Master Xin is quite skilled; it seems he doesn't need anyone's help."

"I'll remember you, Jiang Xuan!"

Xin Wenbin gritted his teeth.

"Once we're out of the training ground, I'll make you wish you were dead!"

"I'm ready to serve you anytime."

Jiang Xuan tore open the golden spider's abdomen with one claw, and the green fluid splattered onto his robe, immediately corroding several holes.

He frowned, thinking that the clothes were ruined.

The commotion attracted the attention of nearby students.

"Pshaw, trash."

A burly young man let out a cold laugh.

He fought bare-handed, each blow shattering the golden spider's carapace. He was none other than Ning Meng, a notorious ruthless character in the camp.

In another direction, Shi Yu's spear moved like a dragon, stringing three golden spiders together like a candied hawthorn.

He glanced at Jiang Xuan with great interest.

"interesting."

Xin Wenbin was forced into a retreat by the golden spider and was on the verge of collapse. Suddenly, a sword light flashed, and the golden spider was cleaved in two.

"Brother Xin, are you alright?"

Qi Can sheathed his sword, his face showing concern.

He was ranked among the top three in strength in the camp, dressed in spotless white, standing out from the bloody battlefield around him.

"Brother Qi!"

Xin Wenbin felt like he had seen a savior and quickly went over to him.

"That lowly bastard tricked me!"

Qi Can turned his gaze to Jiang Xuan, his eyes suddenly turning cold.

"Jiang Xuan, how dare you betray your comrade?"

"companion?"

Jiang Xuan chuckled.

"Ask him what he was trying to do just now."

Qi Can snorted coldly.

"Regardless of the circumstances, plotting against fellow trainees during training is utterly despicable!"

He raised his voice so that the students around him could hear him.

"From this day forward, I, Qi Can, sever all ties with Jiang Xuan. Such a despicable person is unworthy to be ranked among us!"

“Well said!”

Xin Wenbin looked at Jiang Xuan smugly.

"Those who know what's good for them will get out of the camp!"

Jiang Xuan did not respond immediately.

He looked around, memorizing every face, whether indifferent or hostile.

Finally, his gaze fell on Qi Can, the "friend" who had been calling him brother just three days ago, but now only scheming and indifference remained in his eyes.

"roll?"

Jiang Xuan suddenly laughed, his voice very soft, but it made Xin Wenbin unconsciously take another step back.

"Since when did the Bloodthirsty Camp become a dog with a one-armed arm to give orders?"

Xin Wenbin's face flushed red instantly, and his left hand subconsciously reached for the hidden weapon at his waist.

Qi Can grabbed his shoulder and shook his head with a warning look in his eyes.

“Let’s go.”

Qi Can gave Jiang Xuan a final, cold glance before leaving the training area with Xin Wenbin and his followers.

Jiang Xuan stood still, feeling the piercing gazes from behind.

From that moment on, he was completely isolated in the training camp.

But he knew even better that Qi Can's actions were not impulsive; that scion of a powerful family was using this method to win people over while simultaneously making Jiang Xuanshu a public enemy.

"interesting."

Jiang Xuan muttered to himself and turned to walk towards his training area.

As he passed a sandy area, he keenly noticed that Xin Wenbin's resentful gaze was following him, and the murderous intent in his eyes was almost tangible.

Jiang Xuan did not stop, but a cold killing intent rose in his heart.

After three months in the Bloodthirsty Camp, he had already understood the rules of survival here: to forgive the enemy is to be cruel to oneself.

Xin Wenbin dares to launch a sneak attack during training today; he might just slit someone's throat in their sleep tomorrow.

"We need to find an opportunity."

Jiang Xuan clenched his fist, his knuckles making a slight cracking sound.

The Blood Killing Camp forbids private fights that result in death, but "accidents" still happen frequently during training.

He needs to study the rules and find a way to eliminate the threat without violating the ban.

On the distant mountaintop, Instructor Xiao Ke put down her binoculars, a playful smile playing on her lips.

She observed everything that happened on the training field, but made no move to interfere.

The obese middle-aged man wiped away his sweat.

"Instructor Xiao Ke, should we intervene?"

"Within the rules, you are responsible for your own life and death," Xiao Ke said coldly.

"It's a miracle that that one-armed cripple is still alive."

Her gaze swept across the room, lingering on a few figures.

"Ning Meng, Shi Yu, Qi Can, and that Jiang Xuan—pay close attention to them."

On the training field, the hissing of the Flame Spiders rose and fell, and the air was filled with the smell of scorching heat and blood.

Jiang Xuan knelt on one knee, his left sleeve soaked with sweat and clinging to his body.

His right arm trembled as he gripped the long sword tightly; fine cracks had already appeared at the tip of the blade.

"Damn it. That bastard Xin Wenbin."

Jiang Xuan gritted his teeth and whispered, his vision blurring.

Three hours ago, Xin Wenbin deliberately led him to the golden spider's nest, causing him to waste a lot of energy trying to break through.

Now, his spiritual energy was almost depleted, and his muscles felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead.

As the training session drew to a close, only 28 trainees remained on the field.

Jiang Xuan was in the worst condition. He was soaked to the bone, his face was as pale as paper, and every breath felt like his lungs were being burned by fire.

"Give up, you piece of trash."

Not far away, Qi Can coldly smiled as he swung his sword and killed a golden spider.

"Someone like you isn't even qualified to be my stepping stone."

Jiang Xuan did not respond; he focused all his willpower on fighting his collapsing body.

Sweat dripped from his eyelashes, blurring his vision.

"I can't fall here."

Jiang Xuan used his knife to brace himself and forced himself to stand up. His knees made a cracking sound as he struggled to his feet, but he still managed to stand.

On the mountain peak, the obese middle-aged man raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"This kid's interesting."

Xiao Ke snorted coldly.

"Just a death throes. At the sixth level of the True Martial Realm, they're not even cannon fodder in the Bloodthirsty Camp."

At the other end of the training field, Ning Meng anxiously looked in Jiang Xuan's direction.

"He can't hold on any longer, I have to go help him!"

A long, strong hand stopped him.

Shi Yu shook his head expressionlessly.

"Helping him now would be tantamount to harming him."

"You're talking nonsense!"

Ning Meng glared angrily.

He'll die!

Shi Yu's gaze was as deep as a pool.

"A breakthrough is only possible under extreme conditions. If you go, he'll always just be a useless piece of trash who needs someone to protect him."

Just as the two were arguing, a scream suddenly came from afar.

Everyone's attention was drawn to it.
Jiang Xuan's blade flashed.

That was not ordinary light, but a kind of almost tangible sword energy, cold and sharp.

The longsword drew a perfect arc, and the three flaming golden spiders that pounced on it froze in mid-air before neatly splitting in two.

"This is impossible!"

Xin Wenbin's hand froze for a moment, and he was almost pounced on by a golden spider.

Qi Can's expression froze.

"Sword energy is being released outwards? He's only at the sixth level of True Martial Realm!"

Jiang Xuan himself seemed stunned, but his body continued to move instinctively.

His swordsmanship suddenly became incredibly precise, each strike hitting the golden spider's most vulnerable joints perfectly.

Within three minutes, the golden spiders within a five-meter radius around him were cleared out, creating a strange blank space.

Breakthrough in the final three minutes

The obese middle-aged man slapped his thigh and laughed loudly.

"Hahaha! This kid's ruthless! I like him!"

Xiao Ke took a serious look at Jiang Xuan for the first time.

"A breakthrough in the heat of battle is indeed rare. However, given the difference in cultivation levels, it was merely a fleeting moment."

However, Jiang Xuan's breakthrough was not a flash in the pan.

He remained standing until the bell rang signaling the end of training, surrounded by piles of golden spider corpses.

When the treasure ship lowered its guiding beam, he was the last to step onto it, his steps unsteady.

Inside the treasure ship, the surviving students were either sitting or lying down, most of them exhausted.

Ning Meng squeezed through the crowd and caught the swaying Jiang Xuan.

"You scared me to death!"

Jiang Xuan wanted to laugh, but only coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Shi Yu appeared on the other side at some point and handed over a bottle of blue potion.

"Drinking it can relieve muscle tears."

Jiang Xuan didn't stand on ceremony and tilted his head back to gulp it down. The medicine burned like fire as it entered his throat, but it also cleared his muddled mind somewhat.

"Thanks."

He said in a hoarse voice.

Shi Yu simply nodded, his gaze thoughtfully sweeping over Jiang Xuan's severed arm.

"Your swordsmanship is very interesting."

Ning Meng warily stood between the two.

"Hey, Shi Yu, Jiang Xuan needs to rest now."

Shi Yu stepped aside without commenting, leaving behind a single sentence before departing.

"Come see me before the next training session."

The treasure ship landed at the main square of the Bloodthirsty Camp at exactly 7:20. The students dragged their tired bodies toward the canteen, with Jiang Xuan practically being half-supported and half-carried by Ning Meng.

"Hang in there, you'll be able to eat soon."

Ning Meng offered quiet encouragement.

"Today's spiritual food is especially plentiful."

The canteen was enormous, divided into forty sections, each corresponding to a different camp. Camp 39's section was on the far east side, and Jiang Xuan practically collapsed into his seat.

His fingers were cramping, and he couldn't even hold chopsticks properly.

Ning Meng quickly returned carrying two large trays.

"Here, yours, and mine."

On the tray was a thick porridge made from Qingyu Spirit Valley, emitting a faint fragrance; next to it was stir-fried spirit vegetables and spirit meat, the meat crystal clear; the most eye-catching were three blood-red leopard leg bone and meat buns, which were blood red in color and the shape of bones could be vaguely seen.

Jiang Xuan didn't have time to say anything; he grabbed a steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth.

With the first sip, the rich spiritual energy surged into his limbs and bones like a warm current, and he almost groaned out loud.

"Eat slowly, no one's going to take it from you."

Ning Meng smiled and shook her head, but pushed her own share over as well.

Here, this is for you too.

Jiang Xuan looked up, his eyes full of questions.

Ning Meng shrugged.

"I felt pretty good this morning; I didn't exert as much energy as you."

Thanks.

Jiang Xuan wasn't being coy; he genuinely needed a lot of spiritual energy to replenish himself.

As he ate, he could feel his parched meridians being nourished by spiritual energy again, and the soreness in his muscles was also easing.

The cafeteria gradually became lively, with more than a thousand students sitting in different areas.

Jiang Xuan noticed a silver-haired girl sitting at a table in the distance. There seemed to be faint starlight flowing around her, and even the air became cool.

"That's Bai Lingxi, the eldest granddaughter of the Marquis of Jinghai of the Empire."

Ning Meng followed Jiang Xuan's gaze and explained.

"She possesses the talent 'Starry Autumn,' a seventh-tier talent attribute."

Jiang Xuan tightened his grip on the chopsticks.

Talent attributes. This should be the topic he is most familiar with.

"That man in the purple robe over there is Zhao Yin, the great-grandson of the Marquis of Bowang in the Forbidden City. He possesses the Purple Sun Physique and a sixth-grade talent."

Ningmeng continued with the introduction.

"Talent attributes are divided into nine grades. Those who possess talent attributes have cultivation speed and comprehension ability far exceeding that of ordinary people."

Jiang Xuan's throat tightened. He wanted to ask about the talent attribute transplant, but he swallowed the words back.

What did those people say when his Great Abyss Devouring Heaven Origin Spirit Vein was dug out?

"Such talent is simply wasted on you?"

"The twin descendants of the Marquis of Dongbo are the best example."

Ning Meng didn't notice Jiang Xuan's unusual behavior and continued.

"The elder brother inherited the Azure Netherworld Physique, while the younger brother only has an ordinary physique. Now, one is a leading figure among the younger generation of the empire, while the other... I heard, is a schoolteacher in some remote town."

Jiang Xuan lowered his head, concealing the bitterness in his eyes. If it weren't for that unforeseen event, his "Great Abyss Devouring the Heavens" would have been a fourth-tier talent. (End of Chapter)