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Chapter 265 Cultivation World 54
Si Lingle and Youming found a small island and prepared to obtain the sword through a contract.

One cave with two rooms.

In the eastern chamber, lightning flashed like a waterfall. Si Lingle sat cross-legged amidst countless bolts of purple lightning, while the lightning sword floating in front of her continuously unleashed sky-splitting sharpness.

The western chamber was engulfed in raging demonic flames, and the Netherworld's black robe billowed. The demonic sword, its black flames transforming into chains, relentlessly attacked the Netherworld.

At dawn on the seventh day, the two swords suddenly resonated with each other from a distance.

Si Lingle's Thunder Sword suddenly reversed its blade, unleashing a thousand-foot-long thunder dragon towards the west chamber; at the same time, Youming's Demon Sword erupted, its black flames transforming into a giant hand that grabbed towards the east chamber. The entire Sword Pavilion trembled violently in the clash of immortal and demonic forces, with rubble falling in a shower.

“They really are a pair of sworn enemies,” Si Lingle said, wiping the blood from her lips.

The Thunder Sword transformed into a purple lightning bolt, cleaving open the cave ceiling, and a woman with flowing silver hair emerged from the lightning. With a light stroke of her fingertip, the entire sky was instantly covered with spiderweb-like lightning streaks—each one imbued with the purest, most annihilating sword intent.

At the same time, the demonic sword exploded with towering black flames. The armored man stepped out of the fire, distorting space in his wake. He casually grabbed a wisp of demonic flame and condensed it into a battle halberd.

“Thirty thousand years have passed.” The spirit of the Thunder Sword sneered. “Today, it is time to settle that unfinished battle from back then.”

The spirit of the Thunder Sword formed a sword with its fingers, and a torrent of thunder crashed down from the heavens. The spirit of the Demon Blade neither dodged nor evaded; as it swept its halberd horizontally, black flames transformed into nine demonic dragons that soared upwards against the sky.

The cave shattered the moment the two forces collided. Si Lingle and Youming had no choice but to activate their protective domains, only to find that the flying stone fragments froze in mid-air—time had been abruptly severed by the sword energy!

The spirit of the Thunder Sword unleashed "Heavenly Punishment Thunder Prison," while the spirit of the Demon Blade used "World-Burning Calamity Flame." The two forces collided violently, and the entire island turned into dust and vanished.

The silver hair of the Thunder Sword Spirit began to burn, and the black armor of the Demon Blade Spirit crumbled inch by inch—they were being devoured by each other's power!
"Impossible!" The spirit of the Thunder Sword stared at the dissipating lightning in its palm. "How could the Chaos Dao Sword..."

The Demon Blade Spirit suddenly burst into laughter: "We are two sides of the same coin!"

In the earth-shattering explosion, the spirit of the weapon dissipated, and the two divine swords reappeared. The Thunder Sword lost its purple glow and transformed into an ancient longsword made of green jade, with water-like Dao patterns flowing along its spine; the Demon Sword extinguished its black flames and turned into a heavy, edgeless sword of black iron, its blade engraved with star patterns.

Si Lingle caught the falling Thunder Sword, and felt a warm pulse through the hilt—as if she were holding a living heart.

A memory suddenly appeared in her mind.

As Youming grasped the demonic sword, a memory that did not belong to him also appeared.

It turns out that 30,000 years ago, the owners of these two swords were twins: Cang Ting cultivated immortality, while You Ting became a demon.

Their swords were forged from divine iron that their parents obtained by chance, splitting it in two.

The Thunder Sword is called the Nine Heavens Annihilation Sword, and the Demon Sword is called the World-Burning Demon Sword.

The two eventually became enemies because of their own beliefs.

During the great war between immortals and demons, the two fought each other and then both perished. Their swords were placed in the Ten Thousand Foot Sword Tomb.

Perhaps due to the influence of the sword master in the previous life, the sword spirits also harbored hatred towards each other, but now that the weapon spirits have disappeared, the swords have returned to their essence.

Youming said, "I never expected that these two swords would actually originate from the same source."

"Whether it is the spiritual energy that immortals rely on, the demonic energy used by demons, or the demonic energy possessed by monsters, they all originate from the chaotic energy generated after the creation of heaven and earth. It's just that these energies have different forms of expression and attributes depending on the choices and actions of cultivators."

"Therefore, immortals, demons, and monsters are essentially from the same source." Si Lingle had wanted to prove before whether it was possible to find the chaotic energy and cultivate chaotic techniques.

Then, the chaotic energy is transformed into other energies, allowing one to cultivate techniques for different races.

However, because she had too many things to do, she didn't have time to search for the Chaos Qi.

However, unexpectedly, obtaining the Nine Heavens Annihilation Sword this time actually gave her a chaotic aura within her thunderous intent, and this chaotic aura might later transform into chaotic energy.

“You’re right.” Youming nodded.

The two found a place to continue nurturing the divine sword.

During the years of nurturing, Si Lingle sparred with Youming every day.

Both of them made progress in kendo.

Afterwards, the two continued their training, treasure hunting, and monster slaying in the outer seas.

More than fifty years later, the two returned to their respective sects.

The reason for returning to the sect is that the Heavenly Palace is about to open again.

Si Lingle cannot participate because her cultivation level is too high, but many disciples of the sect can participate. Si Lingle needs to go back to take charge of the overall situation.

Upon returning to the sect, Si Lingle drew a map of the spaces she had experienced in the Heavenly Palace and distributed it to the disciples who were going to the Heavenly Palace.

He also mentioned his business dealings in the Heavenly Palace, suggesting that they prepare more supplies so they could do business with cultivators from other realms.

After all the disciples went to the Heavenly Palace, Si Lingle stayed at the sect, refining elixirs and drawing talismans.

Occasionally, he would go to teach the disciples of the sect.

Two years passed in this way, and Si Lingle received a video call from Yue Miao.

Yue Miao's figure was projected from the sound transmission jade.

Yue Miao was the former sect leader of Lingyu Palace, and now she has stepped down and given way to a more capable successor.

"Fellow Daoist Yunhua, are you interested in going to the Demon Realm?"

"What are you going there for?"

"Of course, we're going to get things ready."

"what?"

"The Ten Thousand Year Moon Spirit Fruit in the Demon Realm is about to ripen. How about we get one, refine it into a pill, and then split it equally?"

"No, you go ahead." Si Lingle refused directly.

This ten-thousand-year-old Moon Spirit Fruit can only be cultivated by the demon race using their essence and blood.

This month's spiritual fruit can help demons break through their bloodline and strengthen their soul.

She could snatch it from the hands of the great demons, but that would offend the demon race.

There's no need to offend the demon race for the sake of this Moon Spirit Fruit.

Anyway, she has plenty of rare and precious materials, so she doesn't need this one.

Yue Miao was surprised that Si Lingle would refuse; she thought Si Lingle would definitely agree.

This Moon Spirit Fruit can be used to refine high-grade Soul-Replenishing Pills.

"Fellow Daoist Yunhua, besides the Moon Spirit Fruit, I've heard that the demon race has a new secret realm for the Void Refinement Realm. Let's explore it together."

"A secret realm? I have no interest in that." Si Lingle's reaction was extremely indifferent.

"Yuemiao, why don't you go and invite the others?" Si Lingle smiled and said, "If there's nothing else, I won't chat with Fellow Daoist Yuemiao any longer."

After Si Lingle finished speaking, she immediately cut off the video call.

After the cut, a dark figure appeared behind Yue Miao, and a deep voice sounded, "This female cultivator is so vigilant, it will be difficult to lure her out."

“I can send people to monitor her. As soon as she leaves the sect, we can ambush her.”

The shadowy figure nodded and then disappeared.

Si Lingle didn't take Yue Miao's invitation to heart.

She had no plans to go out and gain experience within the next hundred years.

Si Lingle had spent decades training with the Netherworld, and was in a state of chaos.

He has made some progress in swordsmanship, but he still lacks chaotic energy and has not yet cultivated chaotic energy.

Si Lingle still wanted to prove her point.

Every night, Si Lingle would practice the Chaos Sword Technique while facing the sky.

More than fifty years have passed in the blink of an eye, and Si Lingle's chaotic aura has finally transformed into chaotic energy.

With the Chaos Qi, Si Lingle began cultivating the Chaos Technique. This Chaos Technique could encompass all other techniques and would not conflict with the techniques Si Lingle had previously cultivated.

The demon race leans towards the "turbid energy" differentiated from chaos, the immortal race focuses on the "pure energy," and the demon race absorbs the "evil energy," but the chaotic body can ignore this restriction.

However, there is a significant price to pay for using magic across racial boundaries.

Meridians are broken, and energy is out of control.

Fortunately, Si Lingle possessed rare and precious materials, as well as various immortal-grade pills, which enabled her to heal her injuries and suppress the loss of control over her energy.

It was under this repeated torment and experimentation.

Si Lingle spent a hundred years before finally succeeding.

She successfully mastered the ability to rapidly transform chaotic energy into other energies, and even created her own technique called "All Things Return to One".

"Return to One" emphasizes the ultimate state of all things sharing the same origin, implying that cultivators will eventually transcend racial boundaries. "Myriad Phenomena" reflects the inclusiveness of the cultivation method, which accommodates countless forms of energy.

This cultivation method has the following limitations: it requires the use of chaotic energy as a medium, and each transformation consumes "original essence". Moreover, the cultivation level must reach the Nascent Soul stage or above.

If one's cultivation level is too low, a slight misstep could lead to qi deviation, demonic possession, or even death due to qi explosion.

Si Lingle is now able to use spells from various races, including humans, demons, and monsters, and she can also change the Qi within her body through the "All Things Return to One" technique.

Let her completely disguise herself so she won't be discovered.

After successfully completing her cultivation, Si Lingle emerged from seclusion.

After emerging from seclusion, Si Lingyue gave guidance to her disciples on their cultivation.

For those not in the sect, Si Lingyue used the telepathic jade to guide them.

They were left with quite a lot.

In addition, Si Lingle also left behind her own inherited cultivation techniques, jade slips, and other items within the sect.

Si Lingle is preparing to leave this world and go to another world to gain experience.

She wanted to explore more interesting things and learn more about cultivation.

As for the creation of the Spirit Cannon and the Thunder Magnetic Cannon, Si Lingle also left a jade slip for Xuan Jing. As the sect leader of the Hundred Battles Sect, she was in charge of deciding who would learn and master these things.

Before leaving, Si Lingle also opened a cave in a mountain range in the Jiuli Realm, leaving behind the puppet legacy.

Hopefully, in the future, those destined to inherit the puppetry tradition will be able to do so.

After leaving behind his legacy, Si Lingle sent a telepathic message to several disciples and then to his friend Youming before departing.

However, she was ambushed not long after leaving the sea.

The ten high-level cultivators who ambushed her were killed by the immortal beasts she had contracted without Si Lingle even having to make a move.

Si Lingle selected some of their belongings and gave the rest to Da Bai and the others.

Big White and the others also need to cultivate.

This trip to other realms was much easier than going from the Qingxuan Pseudo-Realm to the Jiuli Realm.

When encountering monsters of similar strength, Si Lingle would use the "All Things Return to One" spell to fight them.

If you can't beat them, there are Big White and the others; they'll take care of it.

In less than ten years, Si Lingle arrived at the lower realm of the Great Luo.

The fact that they could locate the lower realm of the Great Luo was obviously due to the fact that they purchased clues and information using spirit stones.

There are many high-level cultivators in the Nine Li Realm who have gone to other realms for training.

These cultivators who return from their training will draw up the routes they took and sell them at high prices.

The reason I came to the Great Luo Lower Realm is because two of my few close friends are in this Great Luo Lower Realm.

Lan Xin, a disciple of the Heavenly Dragon Sect in the lower realm of Daluo; Yan Li, a cultivator of the Divine Mechanism Palace in the lower realm of Daluo.

Having not seen each other for hundreds of years, I wonder what level their cultivation has reached.

Si Lingle landed in the Demon Realm Sea, the lower realm of the Great Luo.

The waves crashed against the reefs, and Si Lingle stepped ashore through the salty foam. She lightly touched her brow with her fingertip, and the lightning aura around her instantly subsided, replaced by a faint demonic aura—the aura of a Nascent Soul stage snake demon that she had simulated from chaotic energy, even her pupils had turned into cold vertical pupils.

The shrimp soldiers patrolling the shore suddenly became alert: "Halt! Where's your pass for the Azure Scale Sea?"

A blood-stained scale slipped from Si Lingle's sleeve; it was the token of the sea monster she had slain three days prior. When the shrimp soldier touched the scale, the residual chaotic energy on it immediately simulated fluctuations of demonic power.

"So they are disciples of the Azure Scale Cave Master." The shrimp soldiers hurriedly retreated, but they did not see that in the sand where Si Lingle had stepped, a few grains of sand were mysteriously turning into lightning crystals and then dissipating.

Si Lingle's fingertips brushed against the snake demon token hanging from her waist, its green scales gleaming with a cold, eerie light in the dark alley. She deliberately adjusted her gait to the slithering posture unique to snake demons, and with a slight sway of her waist, the demonic aura simulated by chaotic energy blended perfectly with the turbid spiritual energy in the black market.

"A new face." The lame wolf demon squatting at the market entrance twitched his nose, then suddenly narrowed his amber eyes. "People from the Azure Scale Cave? Why are they carrying such a..."

Si Lingle flicked her finger and threw out a demon core disguised as a lightning crystal. The wolf demon's doubts were immediately replaced by greed.

Along both sides of the main street of the black market, demon cultivators of various forms were hawking their wares.
At the nine-tailed fox demon's stall, there hung wind chimes made of cultivators' golden cores.

Human-faced fruits that could scream dangle from the branches of the old tree spirit.

The mermaid girl was selling "dew of immortality" mixed with forgetfulness powder in a glass jar.

Si Lingle stopped in front of a stall selling ancient books. The turtle demon stall owner's shell was covered with seals, and he was simmering a pot of blood tea with demonic fire.

Si Lingle deliberately let a wisp of chaotic energy seep into a certain volume of "Tales of the South China Sea," and immediately, immortal talismans covered by demonic script appeared on the pages.

"Fellow Daoist, are you interested in ancient demon script?" The stall owner was an old turtle demon in the Golden Core stage, his turbid eyes staring at her.

Si Lingle ran her fingertips along the lightning strike marks on the edge of the book pages. These lightning strike marks were the sword intent of the Nine Heavens Annihilation Sword.

It must have been left behind by the previous sword master.

"Fellow Daoist has discerning taste." The tortoise demon pushed over a half-roll of charred "Tales of the South China Sea" with its withered claws. "This is a unique copy from the great calamity thirty thousand years ago."

Si Lingle casually flipped to a page, which read, "Immortals and demons join forces to steal the Dragon Palace's treasure."

"Immortals and demons joining forces?" Si Lingle murmured to herself.

"I heard those two both have bronze marks on their foreheads," the turtle demon suddenly lowered his voice, "like..."

The bone bell at the stall exploded without warning!

The turtle demon immediately shut up and stopped discussing the matter.

The bronze seal—the former owner of the Nine Heavens Annihilation Sword, Zang Ting, and the bronze seal he gave to You Ting on his forehead.

These two seem to have accomplished quite a bit.

Having bought the ancient books, Si Lingyue continued to stroll around.

Si Lingle discovered a weapons shop with a sign made of lightning-struck wood at the end of the alley.

The shopkeeper is a one-eyed thunderbird demon with a cultivation level in the late Nascent Soul stage.

Si Lingyue took a look from afar and found that the shopkeeper's weapon-refining techniques were quite unique.

Si Lingle entered the weapons shop. "Shopkeeper, I also know a little about weapon crafting. I wonder if we could exchange ideas?"

The Thunderbird Demon glanced at Si Lingle and transmitted its voice: "Exchange, no problem, just give me 10,000 low-grade demon crystals."

Si Lingle took out 10,000 low-grade demon crystals. Upon seeing the demon crystals, the Thunder Bird Demon's cold face immediately broke into a smile, and he said very warmly, "What would you like to discuss, fellow Daoist?"

"Fellow Daoist, I want a short dagger. Forge it for me and let me take a look."

The Thunderbird Demon nodded and began refining.

(End of this chapter)