One person established a clan

Chapter 298 Arrogant Sword Heart
"Hmm."

Wen Qimeng's eyelashes fluttered slightly as she slowly woke up.

Just as she was about to stretch her waist in a daze, and raised her wrist, she suddenly felt the sound of even breathing beside her.

Looking to the side, I saw the puppet and the little girl sleeping peacefully, and the memories of the previous battle came flooding back to me.

"here it is"

The girl lightly twirled the brocade quilt with her fingertips, and was about to sit up when a faint, unusual sound suddenly entered her ears.

"what sound?"

Her ears twitched slightly, and intermittent muffled groans mixed with soft rustling sounds drifted over.

"It seems to be Miss Shi?"

Wen Qimeng pondered to herself, but her expression gradually became strange.

The voice was plaintive yet tender and affectionate, making one feel slightly embarrassed.
"Could it be that Miss Shi and the young master are here?"

Her face flushed, and she held her breath, cautiously peeking out from behind the curtains to look in the direction of the sound.

Behind the jade screen, two silhouettes can be vaguely seen embracing closely, as if whispering intimately.

But the girl's delicate feet were perched high outside the screen, the bells on the edge of her snow-white stockings swaying gently with a peculiar rhythm.
Wen Qimeng's heart skipped a beat when she saw this, and she hurriedly curled up under the brocade quilt, not daring to make a sound.

"The children are still here, how can you be so shameless?"

I glanced at the little girl beside me and saw that she was sleeping soundly, which put my mind at ease.

"Well, young master just had a great battle, it's only natural for him and his Daoist partner to spend some time together."

The girl pursed her lips shyly, and deep in her heart, an indescribable envy quietly grew.

Realizing this thought, she quickly covered her burning cheeks and muttered a few curses at herself for being shameless.

"It's not appropriate to disturb you now, young master. Perhaps we should take this opportunity to cultivate for a while."

Wen Qimeng steadied herself, forcibly suppressing her chaotic thoughts, and focused her mind into the sea of ​​her soul.

Amidst the swirling black mist, three ancient, towering peaks came into view.

"call--"

She slowly breathed in and out, a hint of seriousness flashing in her eyes.

This fierce battle made her truly realize that her current cultivation level and methods were ultimately too shallow.

They thought they could stop the powerful enemy, but in the end they could only watch helplessly as the enemy easily broke through the blockade and headed straight for the young master.
"As expected, I still need to master the Imperial Seal Technique as soon as possible."

"call"

Su Cheng leaned back onto the bed and looked down at the trembling person curled up in his arms.

"Are you finally calm now?"

"You know perfectly well why you're asking." Shi Xuan nestled softly in his arms, her snow-white hair disheveled and draped over her shoulders.

"you"

Before she could finish speaking, her legs suddenly buckled, and she almost slipped off the edge of the bed, but fortunately, she was firmly supported by strong arms.

She blushed and hugged him tighter: "Now that many powerful members of the five races have been wiped out, what are your plans next?"

"The deeper the mystery of the Dark Domain, the more we need to consult with Senior Duanmu afterward."

Su Cheng straightened her loose collar: "As for the five races of the upper realm, I think I'll go there again after I've explored the Tongtian Gate."

"We must be extremely careful."

Shi Xuan gently nuzzled his ear: "Although this battle was a great victory, the five races have profound foundations and should not be underestimated."

"I have my own plans." Su Cheng smiled. "Xuan'er, you should rest assured. Look, your legs are still trembling."

Shi Xuan playfully bit her earlobe: "It's all because of you, you rascal!"

As she relaxed, drowsiness welled up between her brows like a tide. She mumbled a few words in her ear, but finally succumbed to exhaustion and fell into a deep sleep.

"."

Su Cheng lowered his eyes and gazed at her gentle sleeping face, a doting smile appearing on his lips.

Xuan'er's jealousy is not only adorable, but also incredibly considerate.
"Ok?"

Just then, he suddenly felt a subtle tremor coming from within the Immortal Sect space, the source of which seemed to be the Heavenly Soldier Demon Sword.

In the blink of an eye, Su Cheng's consciousness had already entered the system.

Om-!
In an instant, a chilling, cold light suddenly rushed towards us.

Su Cheng remained unmoved, his gaze suddenly sharpening. He saw the Heavenly Soldier Demon Sword sweeping through the air with a chilling aura, arriving before him in the blink of an eye.

Ding!
Two beams of spiritual light flashed suddenly, abruptly intersecting to block the demonic sword's edge, creating a sharp gust of wind within the Immortal Sect. The Xuan Sword and the Haotian Wheel acted on their own to protect their masters, seemingly emitting an invisible, clear shout, instantly forcing the ferocious demonic sword back several feet.

Su Cheng stepped forward and brushed the two spiritual weapons.

"Leave the rest to me."

The Haotian Wheel let out a soft cry and flew back to the weapon-forging room to continue its nurturing, as instructed.

Xuanjian, however, seemed worried and remained hovering beside him, unwilling to leave.

Su Cheng smiled and casually patted the blade of the Xuan Sword, glancing sideways at the demonic sword surging with murderous aura in the distance.

"Even now, you're still so dissatisfied?"

He said with great interest, "We recently joined forces to fight a powerful enemy to our hearts' content. Wasn't that exhilarating?"

The Heavenly Soldier Demon Sword slowly rotated, its blade shrouded in blood mist, as if a surge of resentment was surging within it.

Su Cheng could clearly sense that beneath that surging murderous aura lay more resentment and unwillingness at having his edge thwarted and his face lost.

"He's got quite a few ideas."

He chuckled twice and extended his right hand. "If you find my previous rudeness offensive, I'll apologize to you, Yin Feng, and we can get to know each other properly again?"

The demonic sword hummed and vibrated, as if it had let out a soft snort, but the baleful aura around the sword subtly subsided a bit.

It hesitated for a moment, then slowly floated closer, and very reservedly touched Su Cheng's palm with the tip of its sword.

"Aren't angry anymore?"

The demonic sword suddenly retracted, instantly radiating a chilling aura that kept people at a distance, giving off an impression that strangers should not approach.

Su Cheng, however, saw through its awkward thoughts and took the initiative to step forward and grab the sword hilt.

The demonic sword trembled with anger, but the tremor subsided after a short while.

It struggled twice, half-heartedly, and then stopped moving, still maintaining a somewhat aloof and reserved demeanor.

Su Cheng chuckled, feeling that this demonic sword was like a proud and capricious little girl.

"Alright, I need to take stock of the spoils now. You may all go back and rest."

Su Cheng summoned many precious spiritual materials and poured them into the weapon forging chamber.

The Xuan Sword seemed to be at ease, transforming into a stream of light and disappearing into it.

But the demonic sword cleverly avoided the pull of divine sense, hovering silently not far away, its blade slightly tilted, as if looking down with cold disdain.

Seeing that it was unwilling to go in, Su Cheng did not force it. He flicked his sleeve and summoned all the spiritual treasures and storage bags he had obtained in this battle.

With all sorts of treasures constantly appearing, he began to focus on sorting and selecting them.

Occasionally, the restrictions on spiritual treasures would be triggered. Just as I was about to suppress them directly with the system, a scarlet sword light flashed, and many restrictions shattered in the blink of an eye.

"Thanks."

"..." The Demon Sword's Yin Edge parted its blade, its cold, sharp sound like that of a cold, aloof queen.

Su Cheng glanced at it with a smile, then threw the various spiritual materials into the Immortal Sect's spiritual field.

At the same time, his gaze swept over the nearly eight thousand years of spiritual energy reserves, and after a moment's thought, he made a decision.

"Draw upon the spiritual energy of a thousand years to continue deducing the formation. Then draw upon the spiritual energy of another six thousand years and invest it into the Xuan Tie Life Star."

A vast, boundless spiritual energy instantly surged into his body, creating a powerful spiritual tide within the Immortal Sect's space.

Su Cheng closed his eyes and concentrated, and within his sea of ​​consciousness, a raging silver flame blazed, evolving into countless intricate and mysterious silver threads that intertwined into a knot.

[Destiny Mark: Dark Silver] [Destiny Mark: Wandering Heaven] [Destiny Mark: Spiritual Burning]

Three new Destiny Marks coalesced in succession, and a burst of inspiration instantly appeared—

[The three Heavenly Mandate Imprints have been achieved; supernatural powers have begun to evolve.]

[Void Heaven Refinement, Level One Divine Power] [Sword Refinement to the Heavens, Severing Heaven and Earth]

['Three Fates Mystic Transformation' Level Updated] [Third Transformation Unlocked]

['Blazing Sun and Moon' level increased] [Second Realm 'Sun and Moon Intertwined' unlocked]

The silver flames flickered in Su Cheng's eyes, and he seemed to have realized something, so he reached out and made a gesture.

"How about you come with me to try this out?"

"Om-"

The demonic sword gave two cold, dismissive hums as it slowly floated into my palm.

But as Su Cheng shifted his aura, a suppressed excitement and joy quietly crept into the sword's cry.

(End of this chapter)