This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 412: King of Western Chu
The Desolate Ancient Realm is the place where the Heavenly Emperor fell. It's unclear which listed company the Heavenly Emperor belonged to, but there are truly many opportunities there.

Take the Thousand Machine Sword Tomb before us as an example. The 100,000 sword peaks were formed from the broken finger bones of the Heavenly Emperor. Each sword peak stands solemnly like a tombstone, pitch black all over, with ancient dark gold patterns flowing through it, like blood, like curse marks, or even like some kind of living thing breathing slowly.

Wherever the sword points, the laws of heaven and earth distort space, and countless sword intent afterimages can be vaguely seen intertwining and fighting. When the wind blows through the sword tomb, there is a sword cry that makes people tremble with fear.

It was not the sound of metal, but rather the whisper of some higher being, whose spirit remained even after death.

What is most precious is that the Thousand Machine Sword Tomb contains the metal of the five elements. Obtaining it can forge an unparalleled divine body, golden body, or Dao body. However, if one is not careful, the metal energy will corrode one's bones and turn one into a part of the sword tomb.

Such a great fortune is not something everyone is entitled to enjoy.

Bai Wuyan was neither qualified nor had such thoughts. The Heavenly Emperor's legacy was not something anyone could take; taking it would inevitably come at a price. She might be able to seize it by force, but there was really no need for that.

She would take the furnace and let Xiang Yuan take it first, refining the opportunity for his own use. Then she would take the furnace and use it herself. Either way, she wouldn't lose out. This was a huge profit.

As for whether Xiang Yuan would be targeted for taking the Heavenly Emperor's inheritance, Bai Wuyan advised him to relax. Holding the Heavenly Emperor's Dao Seed had already attracted attention, so instead of worrying about it, he should just relax and enjoy the present moment.

Don't worry about things that can be solved.

Worrying about things you can't solve is useless.

Even if you want to resist, you need to have the strength to resist!

Xiang Yuan didn't need Bai Wuyan to teach him this principle; he had already figured it out long ago, and even more. As long as he borrowed money from all over the place and made many creditors, when a creditor wanted to make a move against him, he would have to consider the opinions of the other creditors first and see if they would agree.

The goal isn't to lend money, but to establish a debt relationship.

This is how you inherit the estate!

Xiang Yuan plunged into the Ten Thousand Swords Peak. Heeding Bai Wuyan's warning that extraterrestrial demons would cause trouble, he decisively dug a hole and burrowed underground beneath the Ten Thousand Swords Peak.

A barrage of sharp white light swept in from all directions, surging into Xiang Yuan's body, corroding his bones and tendons, attempting to transform his flesh and bones into a new sword embryo.

Xiang Yuan possesses the Heavenly Emperor's Dao Seed, making him qualified to enjoy the opportunities and fortunes of the Thousand Machine Sword Tomb. However, qualification is only a prerequisite; one must also have the means to enjoy them. The Heavenly Emperor's legacy is incredibly powerful. Even if a weak person without strength possesses the Heavenly Emperor's Dao Seed, they will be crushed into dust by the golden energy upon entering this place.

If you're bad at it, practice more; if you're incompetent, get out. There's no room for trash on the Emperor's chessboard.

Xiang Yuan sat cross-legged, his blood and qi surging throughout his body, and dense golden cracks appeared on the surface of his skin, which were the traces of the metal element raging in his body.

His strength was barely enough; he had a thick foundation of blood medicine and was protected by the Formless Seal Technique, so he could be considered to have reached the threshold.

Metal energy can harm him, but it cannot destroy him!
His body was filled with thick, surging blood and qi, which stubbornly withstood the pain of the metal qi corroding his bones; the Formless Seal Technique flowed through his meridians, gradually breaking down the metal qi that had invaded his body.

After a brief struggle, a wisp of golden energy was finally forcibly refined, transforming into pure metal elemental essence that merged into the body. Taking this as a turning point, everything went smoothly from then on, and the high-speed channel was directly opened.

Although this wisp of golden energy was small, it spread like wildfire, instantly triggering the circulation of the five elements within his body.

The liver (wood) generates the heart (fire), the heart (fire) generates the spleen (earth), the spleen (earth) generates the lungs (metal), the lungs (metal) generate the kidneys (water), and the kidneys (water) nourish the liver (wood)...

The five elements generate each other, in an endless cycle!
Xiang Yuan's body underwent a transformation as the five elements within him continuously generated energy. His acupoints expanded, bursting forth with five-colored rays of light that pierced through the earth and shot directly into the sky, painting the heavens with divine light. From afar, it looked as if a rare treasure had appeared in the world.

He vaguely felt that some kind of shackle within his body had been broken, but he couldn't quite figure out what the specific opportunity was or what kind of supernatural power it would give rise to.

If you can't figure it out, just put it aside and ask Bai Wuyan to help you figure it out later.

Xiang Yuan's attention was drawn to the laws of heaven and earth that accompanied the strangling force of the metal energy.

The remnant will of the Heavenly Emperor is too domineering. The laws of heaven and earth in the Desolate Ancient Realm do not allow others to learn it. It is like a heavenly book, obscure and difficult to understand. Xiang Yuan cannot digest it yet. Forcing himself to learn it will have little effect and will only be a waste of time.

However, under the collision of these laws of heaven and earth, various strange phenomena evolved. In a daze, Xiang Yuan saw a figure wielding a sword and dancing. The sword moves... were quite familiar.

A sword strikes from the heavens!
Unlike Yan Xuanhe's three killing intents of Heaven, Earth, and Man, the Heavenly Meteor Sword of the Desolate Ancient Realm only has Heaven and Earth, or more precisely, only Heaven. The so-called Earth is merely a mere accompaniment that the Heavenly Emperor reluctantly included.

It's so arrogant!

The Heavenly Emperor's sword was too domineering and too mysterious. Xiang Yuan's eyes shone brightly, as if he were in a trance. He was captivated by it after just one glance and couldn't extricate himself. Regardless of whether he could control it, he copied it first.

Palu, get out there and get to work!
If you don't do this job, Leng Xue will definitely take it.

Xiang Yuan is multitasking, steadily finding joy in his journey.

Bai Wuyan looked down at the furnace and saw that it had not disappointed her. A slight smile appeared on her lips. She did not hide the five-colored glow that filled the sky. She just waited quietly for the extraterrestrial demons to come and cause trouble.

Rumble!
Above the sky where the sun and moon coexist, the great sun in the east spreads boundless black light, and rolling demonic energy sweeps in.

Black demonic light tore through the sky, unleashing terrifying demonic power and revealing a chilling demonic body.

The great demon was over two zhang tall, with a slender figure, cold and sharp features, fierce eyes, wildly dancing black hair, and an air of arrogance.

The Great Demon of Wheel of Hell, a seasoned demon.

"It's you?!"

The Great Demon of Wheel of Hell looked at Bai Wuyan, who was dressed in flowing palace attire and white robes as white as frost, with surprise and clicked his tongue in amazement, saying, "I never thought you would still be alive and not have been refined into ashes by the Desolate Ancient Realm."

During Bai Wuyan's last tribulation, the Demon Lord of Wheels contributed significantly, successfully raising the upper limit of the lightning tribulation, causing Bai Wuyan to be cleaved into a piece of rotten wood and nearly perish. Although she was rescued by Xiang Yuan, her injuries were too severe, leaving her with virtually no combat power.

Because he had been severely beaten by Tianluotou in his early years, the Great Demon of Wheel Hell deeply resented Xiang Yuan for using Buddhist techniques. He abandoned Bai Wuyan and focused all his energy on fighting Xiang Yuan to the death. After defeating Xiang Yuan and sending him into the Xuanhuang Blood Sea, he laughed and left the stage.

That kid's dead meat!

In the eyes of the Great Demon of Reincarnation, Bai Wuyan would inevitably follow in his footsteps sooner or later. Looking at her lively and energetic self, he squinted his eyes in dissatisfaction: "So that's how it is. You have already found the Reincarnation Relic."

Bai Wuyan didn't even spare a glance for the Great Demon of Wheel Prison. Her innate aloofness enraged the Great Demon, whose ferocious face twisted for a moment before his cold gaze pierced through layers of space, reaching deep into the Sword Tomb.

Upon closer inspection, Xiang Yuan sat cross-legged, surrounded by golden energy, with the Ten Thousand Sword Peaks faintly resonating around him!

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" The Demon Lord of Wheels' eyes bulged out.

The Xuanhuang Blood Sea is formed from the blood of the Heavenly Emperor, which contains the will of the Heavenly Emperor. Ordinary cultivators would die if they touched it. How come this kid is safe and sound?

unless……

The reincarnation of the Heavenly Emperor!

The Demon Lord of Wheels licked his fangs, his eyes blazing with crimson demonic light like a blood moon: "Very well, taking you, the reincarnation of the Heavenly Emperor, to the Demon Realm will be my way of making amends."

With a deafening demonic roar, the Great Demon of Wheel of Hell was enveloped in surging demonic energy. He spread his five fingers, and his sky-covering demonic palm instantly enveloped the entire Sword Tomb.

In the palm of his hand, a demon kingdom was created and destroyed in an instant, with strange phenomena occurring one after another. One second, a million demon soldiers roared, and the next second, karmic fire burned the sky, and countless hideous souls cried out in agony.

"Follow me..."

Snapped!
The Demon Lord of Wheels was speaking when half of his face seemed to be slapped, interrupting him and causing his eyes to bulge out, his mouth to twist and his eyes to slant. His neck was stretched by the force, and with a snap, his entire head exploded like a watermelon.

A mere fatal wound is not fatal to the extraterrestrial demons, especially since the true body of the Great Demon of Wheel of Hell is still in the Demon Realm, only descending to the Desolate Ancient Realm as an avatar.

In an instant, the demonic mist and black light reshaped his physical body.

The Demon Lord of Wheels glared fiercely at Bai Wuyan, and without saying a word, he was sent flying into the distance.

Bai Wuyan formed a sword with her fingers and slashed through the air with sword light. Extraterrestrial demons and the like were like puppets in her hands, manipulated however she pleased.

Being aloof and superior to everyone requires capital, and Bai Wuyan happens to have that capital. She is as strong as a female war goddess, and with a leisurely stroll, she repeatedly cuts off the head of the Great Demon of Wheel Prison, humiliating and ignoring him in various ways.

The true form of the Great Demon of Wheels is far away in the Demon Realm. Ever since he briefly descended into the Ancient Desolate Realm in his true form last time, he was severely reprimanded by his superior and stripped of the right to descend in his true form.

Now, when he faces Bai Wuyan, he has absolutely no way to humiliate her except by changing positions.

As the saying goes, one shouldn't hit someone in the face. Even the extraterrestrial demons have their pride. Knowing she couldn't kill the Great Demon of Wheel Hell, Bai Wuyan used various methods to split up and act. When the Great Demon of Wheel Hell tried to leave, she imprisoned him by confining the space. With a calm and collected wave of her sword, she slapped him in the face in various ways.

She was already fighting, but she wouldn't even give the Great Demon of Wheel Prison a second glance.

This is no ordinary humiliation; we must strike hard!
Xiang Yuan had also been despised and scorned by Bai Wuyan, who called him a terrible person. Later, he successfully made a living off her by virtue of his "personal charm." The Great Demon of Wheel Hell clearly had no ability to turn the tables. He wanted to throw a heavy punch but couldn't. His demonic roars and furious howls were incredibly frustrating.

"Senior Sister Bai Feng, it's a bit noisy, could you please make him quiet?"

Xiang Yuan's voice transmission lightly reached Bai Wuyan's ears. She frowned slightly, a hint of displeasure flashing in her cold eyes, and slowly turned her head to look at the Great Demon of Wheel Prison.

What's the fuss about?

Didn't you see he was practicing?

Noisy!

Hiss—

A flash of frosty white sword light suddenly appeared, instantly slicing across the neck of the Great Demon of Wheel of Hell. Before the hideous head could even show any surprise, it was separated from the demon's body.

The sword energy, undiminished in its force, wove into a net in the void, strangling the head layer by layer, slicing it into minced meat.

The sword net shone brightly in the sunlight, its blazing light suddenly illuminating the head and reducing it to ashes.

No one knows what method Bai Wuyan used, but the mangled body of the Wheel Hell Demon struggled wildly, and demonic energy surged at the severed neck, but it could not regenerate its head no matter what.

Now it's quiet!
It took Xiang Yuan five days to refine the golden energy of the Thousand Machine Sword Tomb, while Bai Wuyan tortured the Great Demon of Wheel Prison for five days. The degree of humiliation was no less than that of the former big bastard.

In any case, in the eyes of the Great Demon of Wheel Hell, neither of them were good people. During this time, Bai Wuyan ran out of blood medicine, suppressed the Great Demon of Wheel Hell with a flick of her hand, and then went to Xiang Yuan to get blood medicine twice more.

Come out and continue the torture.

Above the Thousand Machine Sword Tomb, the laws of heaven and earth distorted space. The Heavenly Emperor's whispered voice still existed, but compared with before, it had lost some of its sharpness and thus sounded somewhat weak.

At first glance, the Heavenly Emperor seemed a little uneasy.

Xiang Yuan leaped out, looked down at the headless Wheel Prison Demon below, and swung a huge fist at it.

boom!
The palm print was sunken into the ground, with the Great Demon of Wheel of Hell embedded in it.

Noisy and disorderly behavior, low moral character!
"He~~tui!"

Xiang Yuan unleashed a burst of sword light, the sword beam slicing through the air with a piercing shriek, slashing fiercely at the mangled body of the Wheel Hell Demon.

I didn't feel comfortable vomiting because I was too ashamed.

Bai Wuyan looked disgusted, glanced sideways into the distance, flicked her finger, and a sword aura flew out, hitting the Great Demon of Wheel Prison, causing mist to rise from its neck, allowing its head to reappear.

"That's fine," Bai Wuyan said calmly, but her eyes still showed disdain.

Xiang Yuan's eyes lit up; he suddenly liked the White House again.

"He~~tui!"

Snapped!
Sword energy splattered across his face.

“Ahhhh————”

The damage wasn't significant, but the insult was immense.

The Great Demon trembled, his demonic energy surging, filled with extreme grief and rage. His heart felt as if it had died. He glared at the sky, letting out a helpless roar, and finally venomously declared, "I will never forget this humiliation! You two, you despicable couple, I will drag you into the Demon Realm to suffer the torment of ten thousand demons devouring your hearts, never to be forgiven..."

Before he could finish making his vow, Bai Wuyan shattered his head with a single sword strike.

boom!
The sword was so fast that it left no afterimage, piercing through the void in an instant. The rolling demonic energy exploded and dissipated into a sky full of black mist.

The Demon Lord of Wheels got his wish; his clone finally died.

Xiang Yuan didn't rush to open the Yanfu Gate. He pointed to the Ten Thousand Sword Peaks and said, "Senior Sister Bai Feng, this mountain range was formed from the Heavenly Emperor's finger bone and has been forged with golden energy for many years. It can be called a top-notch weapon-refining treasure in the world. Is there any possibility of bringing it back to the Qianyuan Realm to refine weapons?"

As he spoke, he recounted his hardships and struggles. He possessed a powerful but flimsy weapon called the "Surging Storm Blade," which was increasingly out of step with the game's updates.

When they were at Baiyun Manor, Qu Rou mocked Xiang Yuan for clinging to powerful figures and living off them, saying he had no self-respect as the young master of the Heavenly Sect.

Xiang Yuan is determined to prove himself; today he's going to stand up and eat this rice bowl (a metaphor for being a kept man)!
"Fine, if you don't take it, someone else will."

Bai Wuyan frowned slightly as she gazed at the towering Ten Thousand Sword Peaks before her. The Wujie Sword hummed and trembled in her palm, its blade gleaming with a cold, clear light.

"Try it first..."

She muttered to herself, and suddenly slashed out with her longsword.

Zheng————

A sword light that stretched across the sky swept across, severing hundreds of sword peaks in the process, leaving smooth, mirror-like surfaces with a metallic sheen.

The immaculate white lotus then bloomed, its petals unfurling and casting down pure white light, drawing all the broken peaks into the lotus's heart space.

"feasible."

Originally, it wouldn't have been possible, but these sword peaks had lost their metal element origin, greatly reducing their power and making them much easier to collect. However, while it was easy to cut the peaks and take them away, dispersing the laws of heaven and earth within them was extremely difficult. Bai Wuyan expended a lot of effort and could only barely manage to take away three hundred broken peaks.

With her pride, once she said she could, she wouldn't waste time complaining, and she didn't want Xiang Yuan to see that she was exhausted. So she remained calm and composed as if nothing had happened.

Rumble!
The heavens and earth suddenly trembled, and a pitch-black crack split open from the void, releasing a surge of black light that plunged the world into a deathly silence.

Deep within the rift, the nine-armed demon body opened its scarlet eyes and roared, emitting a rolling demonic howl. The sound was loud, but it was furious and the words were incoherent.

The Great Demon of Wheel of Hell vowed to make the adulterous couple pay the price. After his clones dispersed, his main body learned of the news, turned around and found his leader, made a lot of promises, and relied on being heavily in debt to obtain permission for his main body to descend into the Desolate Ancient Realm.

He's trustworthy, proactive, and willing to spend money—a ruthless tycoon capable of achieving great things.

Xiang Yuan and Bai Wuyan were not supposed to encounter the Great Demon of Wheel Prison, but because they were delayed in taking the Sword Peak, they were blocked by it.

When the true form of the extraterrestrial demon descended, its power was terrifying. Without saying a word, Xiang Yuan opened the Yama Gate and fled.

Bai Wuyan...

The White House Master was too proud to flee like Xiang Yuan. She was a step too slow and was struck in the back by the overwhelming demonic hand. The Cloud-Weaving Heavenly Robe flashed with divine light, and after she walked out of the Yanfu Gate, she calmly spat blood all over Xiang Yuan's face.

Xiangyuan: (一`一)
Believe me, the true path of cultivation lies in being shameless and uninhibited.

Xiang Yuan didn't ask about the extent of the injury; even if he did, it would only be a minor one, so he didn't want to make a fool of himself.

After taking the jade disc from the Yanfu Sect, he grabbed Bai Wuyan and jumped directly into the icy pool. It was a familiar move; he could even hear the sounds around him.

A small grotto, one female guest!
Bai Wuyan, feeling sullen, removed her palace robes and placed them in her sea of ​​consciousness to nurture. She bit Xiang Yuan's neck, feeling particularly frustrated because her attempt to show off had failed and she had lost a big deal.

It even scratched me hard.

The Cloud-woven Celestial Robe was slightly damaged. It is extremely difficult to nurture an item that cultivates both life and spirit. Fortunately, there is no shortage of powerful medicines. A few more doses will restore it.

There's a question Bai Wuyan doesn't quite understand: why did she team up with Xiang Yuan twice in a row and suffer setbacks both times? Is there any necessary causal connection between these two situations?
Some people couldn't understand it at first, such as Xiao Lingyue and Chan'er, but they stopped thinking about it later.

pass.

This dual cultivation session took a considerable amount of time due to healing injuries. When Xiang Yuan carried Bai Wuyan out of the water, he saw that her face was as cold as frost, so he did not mention the matter of reforging the Jinglan Blade.

The changes in the five elements within the body were not mentioned.

Bringing this up today will only be pointless. We'll wait until the White House president looks a bit nicer before we come back and sit back and eat his money.

Xiang Yuan turned to leave, but halfway through, he felt a headache coming on, so he stopped and took out a black Taoist robe, draping it over his naked, fair-skinned figure.

When I turned my head again, there was indeed no loud bang.

"What a hassle, having to coax someone at their age..."

Xiang Yuan muttered to himself, feeling something was off the moment he left the small cave. He swayed and stood on a white jade platform, where he saw Xiao Lingyue standing below the white jade steps, looking up at the blue phoenix hanging in the sky.

(乛乛)(_;)
I can't find anyone anywhere, but I know you're here!
Xiao Lingyue glanced at the small cave below the cliff, then looked at Xiang Yuan, who had an innocent look on his face. She wished she could slap him hard and ask him what he had been doing these past few days.

You can't smoke; if you do, it'll be the end of your life.

You can't ask, because reality is too cruel!
"Lingyue, what are you doing at Wushuang Palace?"

Seeing that Xiao Lingyue was silent with a dark expression, Xiang Yuan took the initiative to change the subject: "What I mean is, why aren't you at Prince Zhao's residence?"

If you keep this up, it will be very difficult for your husband and your master to keep it from you!

Xiao Lingyue rolled her eyes and gritted her teeth, saying, "The Prince Zhao's mansion has moved. Now everyone is in the capital and has moved into the palace!"

"So you are Princess Xiao. My apologies for not recognizing you."

Xiang Yuan stepped forward decisively, unleashing a barrage of secondhand sweet talk, which made Xiao Lingyue roll her eyes even more.

Did you just say those same things down there?
Xiao Lingyue waved her hand to interrupt, saying that these were all sweet nothings she had heard before, and that Xiang Yuan should save them and use them to fool Chan'er. She said irritably, "There is not only Princess Xiao here, but also a king of a different surname."

"Who?!"

Xiang Yuan winked and pointed happily to her pretty boy.

"Hmm, who else could it be?"

Xiao Lingyue couldn't stand staying in this awful place any longer. The more she thought about it, the more agitated she became. She grabbed Xiang Yuan's arm and dragged him away, talking as they walked.

After years of silence, the Heavenly Sect razed the Baiyun and Wangjian manors to the ground and promoted the Zhaowang Mansion to the capital. It was hard for Xiang Yuan, the young sect leader, not to be taken seriously. The Xiao clan discussed it and decided to correct their attitude, immediately bestowing the title of king upon him and flattering the young sect leader.

What is a "title ban"?

"Ba!"

"???"

Overlord?!
It sounds like shampoo...

Wait a minute, Xiang Yu, the Hegemon of Western Chu...

Xiang Yuan, the pretty boy, suddenly felt a chill. This name is unlucky!
Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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