Eternal God Emperor: Only I Am Emperor One

Chapter 167 Sword Six Perfection, The Deal with Ling Feiyu
After pausing for a moment, Qingyu Sword Saint and Di Yi continued forward and soon arrived at the cemetery of the Fengtian Sword lineage.

The moment the Azure Feather Sword Saint stepped into the graveyard, all the swords on the ground flew up, their tips pointing at him, trembling slightly.

Before the Sword Saint, ten thousand swords bow their heads.

Above the clouds, an aged voice came: "What brings you, sword wielder of the Heaven-Slaying Sword lineage, to the cemetery of my Heaven-Sealing Sword lineage?"

Di Yi took out the Heaven-Sealing Sword, held it in his hand, and said, "This junior was entrusted by Sword Saint Hong Jiu to send his body back to the Underworld Sword Tomb and bury him with the seniors."

Rumble!
In the distance, a group of seventeen figures emerged, each exuding a powerful aura.

In an instant, Di Yi could feel seventeen powerful forces descending upon him.

Emperor Yi circulated his holy energy and used his swordsmanship at the third level of Sword Six to block the seventeen forces on his body. He gained a new understanding of the wonders of the Underworld Sword Tomb. It was as if a person who had been dead for countless years could still maintain such strong power within the sword tomb.

One of the lean, tall figures spoke in a deep voice: "Has Hong Jiu also fallen? Are you his disciple?"

Di Yi shook his head: "No."

“Di Yi is not a disciple of Hong Jiu Sword Saint, but he is the sword wielder chosen by Hong Jiu Sword Saint. This time, I brought him here for two reasons: first, to bury Hong Jiu Sword Saint in the sword tomb, and second, to ask the seniors of the Fengtian Sword lineage to teach him the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Sword Technique,” ​​Qing Yu Sword Saint said from the side.

Another short, thin figure spoke in a low voice: "If you're not Hong Jiu's disciple, why would he pass the Heaven-Sealing Sword to you, his own disciple?"

"In the battle of the Northern Region, everyone died at the hands of the Undying Blood Clan," said the Azure Feather Sword Saint.

For a moment, all seventeen figures fell silent.

"In that case, according to the rules, to become a sword wielder, one must pass the tests of the seventeen of us."

"The Zhou Tian Xing Dou Sword Technique is profound and difficult to learn and master; it is not something that an ordinary person can pass on."

"Boy, if you pass our test, we will not only pass on the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Sword Technique, but also our insights into the way of the sword."

……

Di Yi frowned slightly as he listened to their voices, not expecting there to be so many rules for becoming a sword wielder.

However, the opportunity to spar with seventeen masters at the level of sword saints is extremely rare.

Holding the Heaven-Sealing Sword in his hand, Di Yi pointed it at the seventeen patriarchs of the Heaven-Sealing Sword lineage and said, "Then please enlighten me, seniors."

The Heaven-Sealing Sword is the best among the Thousand-Patterned Sacred Artifacts. Its sword spirit is highly intelligent and is very clear about what Hong Jiu Sword Saint experienced. The seventeen patriarchs communicated with the sword spirit the moment they met Di Yi.

Knowing that Emperor Yi was a swordsmanship prodigy, he still couldn't resist testing him.

The tall, slender figure made the first move, using his fingers as a sword, his sword energy filling the heavens and earth; he was wielding Sword Five.

Emperor Yi also unleashed Sword Five to meet the challenge, his Five Elements Sword Intents blending into one, combining offense and defense.

The other sixteen figures also each unleashed a strike, none of which exceeded the level of a half-saint.

Di Yi drew a circle in front of him with the Heaven-Sealing Sword and uttered a single word: "Break!"

All seventeen sword lights were shattered, none of them able to get close.

The seventeen patriarchs of the Fengtian Sword lineage were all shocked. The short figure asked, "Could it be that we have misjudged you? You are not a half-saint, but have already become a saint."

Di Yi gripped his sword, facing the seventeen figures with composure, and smiled, "This junior has not yet become a saint; my cultivation is only at the ninth-order half-saint level."

"Was that sword strike just now something a ninth-tier half-saint could wield?"

"What kind of monster is this?"

"Could it be that the rules of the world outside have changed, allowing a ninth-tier half-saint to unleash the power of a saint?"

……

Seventeen figures chattered incessantly. The Azure Feather Sword Saint spoke up: "Emperor Yi is the number one talent in the Kunlun Realm since the Middle Ages. His sword talent surpasses that of the Sword Emperor of yesteryear. If he hadn't been unwilling, I would have wanted him to become the successor of the Zhutian Sword lineage. You old guys still want to test him. If you really drive him away, let's see where you find another successor like him."

The short figure immediately said, "Qingyu, Di Yi is the successor of my Fengtian Sword lineage. You shouldn't even think about the Zhutian Sword lineage. The reason for this brief examination is to teach according to his aptitude. Now that we have finished the examination, we will teach him the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Sword Technique. You are an outsider, so you should not stay here and watch."

The short figure was of an alarmingly high seniority, addressing the Azure Feather Sword Saint as "little girl." The Azure Feather Sword Saint showed no displeasure, merely chuckled, and turned to leave.

As soon as the Azure Feather Sword Saint left, seventeen figures surrounded Di Yi, scrutinizing him from head to toe.

"The Five Elements Chaos Body? No, it's a special physique I've never seen before."

"Mark of the Gods, you've reached the Supreme Realm?"

"What is this? Could it be the destiny of a god?"

The seventeen patriarchs of the Fengtian Sword lineage were increasingly alarmed as they looked at Di Yi, and became more and more satisfied with him.

"Seniors, please allow me to bury Sword Saint Hong Jiu first." Di Yi felt somewhat uncomfortable under their gazes.

“Yes, let’s bury Hong Jiu first and summon his holy soul. Then our Fengtian Sword lineage will have one more person in the Sword Tomb.”

Although Hong Jiu, the Sword Saint, had died, his holy soul had not completely dissipated. After Di Yi buried his body in the tomb, not long after, a phantom holy soul flew out of the tomb under the nourishment of the special power within the Sword Tomb.

It is still not as powerful as the seventeen ancestral masters' sacred souls, but it is recovering at an extremely fast pace and will be able to return to its peak in just a few years.

The special rules within the Sword Tomb allow the sacred souls of the six sword wielders to live forever, and even if they die, they can re-form their sacred souls.

Of course, their sacred souls can only remain within the Sword Tomb and cannot leave. Once they step out of the Sword Tomb, their souls will immediately be scattered.

Hong Jiu, the Sword Saint, was still quite weak. He was overjoyed to learn that Di Yi was willing to become the sword wielder of the Fengtian Sword lineage and joined the ranks of those who taught him the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Sword Technique and the Way of the Sword.

The sword saints of the Fengtian Sword lineage all specialize in the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Sword Technique, and their understanding of the wordless sword manual is also inherited from the same lineage, with little difference between them, except for their respective achievements in the details.

The eighteen sword saints all understood Sword Six as encompassing heaven, earth, and the four directions, referring to it as the Six Harmonies.

Only by mastering the sixth level of sword cultivation and comprehending the six harmonies can one initially master the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Sword Technique.

The way the eighteen sword saints imparted their swordsmanship and sword techniques was also very simple and direct. They directly possessed the swordsman's soul and used the soul to communicate with the soul, imparting all their understanding of the swordsmanship and demonstrating it in its entirety.

After spending ten days in the ancestral tomb of the Fengtian Sword lineage, Di Yi was possessed eighteen times, leaving eighteen traces of the ancestral sword intent within his Qi Sea.

The eighteen holy souls also expended a great deal of energy. After the transfer of power was completed, they all returned to the tomb to slumber and use the sword mound to recover their own power.

Having absorbed the insights of the eighteen sword saints, Di Yi's mind was filled with boundless inspiration, and he immediately entered the inner space of the Yuan Chen Sumeru World-Stabilizing Banner.

He secluded himself in the inner space of the banner for more than half a year, digesting the eighteen ancestral sword intents, and in one fell swoop, he cultivated the sixth level of swordsmanship.

With the completion of Sword Six, the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Sword Technique naturally followed. Instead of leaving seclusion, he took out an ancient book and began to study it carefully. The book contained the very same sacred artifact he had mentioned to the talented woman of the Sacred Book outside the Sword Pavilion: the 'Sky-Illuminating Mirror'.

With his current mastery of the Dao of Origin and his spiritual cultivation, he is already capable of attempting to refine the Heaven-Illuminating Mirror.

The materials required for crafting the Heavenly Mirror are not high, and are not much different from those for ordinary hundred-patterned sacred artifacts.

The necessary materials are abundant within the space of the banner.

After three days and four failed attempts, Di Yi finally succeeded in forging the first Heavenly Mirror.

They found the corpse of an undead vampire demigod and experimented with it.

Under the mirror's light, all disguises became ineffective, and the effect was even better than expected.

"A Heaven-Illuminating Mirror of the Hundred-Pattern Sacred Artifact level is no problem to deal with the Undying Blood Clan Half-Saint, but whether it can expose the disguise of a Saint is another matter."

"We need to find a way to improve it a bit more. It doesn't need to expose all the disguises, it just needs to be effective against the undead vampires."

"I've got it! By adding the sacred bones of powerful Undying Blood Clan members, the Heavenly Mirror's effect on Undying Blood Clan will be enhanced several times, or even dozens of times."

During the battle at Lingjuan Hill, he did manage to collect some of the bones of the Undying Blood Clan Saints.

Among them, the Holy Bone of the Purple Thunder Blood Saint is of the highest quality.

Using the Heaven-Sealing Sword to cut off a section of sacred bone the size of a finger, Emperor Yi began refining the Heaven-Illuminating Mirror anew.

He failed six times in a row, but finally succeeded on the seventh attempt, creating the 'Blood Mirror' specifically designed to target the undead vampires.

A month had passed since he entered the cemetery of the Fengtian Sword lineage after leaving the Dingshi Banner.

Emerging from the black wilderness where the Sword Tomb was located, Di Yi saw another swordsman in the distance on the way.

Hundreds of miles away, fiery clouds spread, and a crimson phoenix flew among them.

He is the swordsman of the Burning Heaven Sword lineage.

"Wan Canglan, the Martial Saint of Canglan and the leader of the Nine Heavens Mystic Maidens, has also come to the Underworld Sword Tomb."

Di Yi was not surprised by this. The Zhenyu Ancient Clan and the imperial court had always had a deep connection. The Underworld Sword Tomb was now surrounded by enemies, with the Undying Blood Clan eyeing it covetously. It was only natural that the imperial court would send reinforcements.

Moreover, Wan Canglan is the wielder of the Burning Heaven Sword, and it is also her responsibility to protect the Underworld Sword Tomb.

Di Yi watched Wan Canglan practice her sword in the clouds from afar. Compared to Ling Feiyu, her swordsmanship was fierce and domineering, wide and powerful, aggressive like fire, which was indeed very fitting for the name "Burning Heaven".

To an outsider, Wan Canglan might seem stronger than Ling Feiyu, but Di Yi's swordsmanship is already at an extremely high level. After reaching the sixth level of sword cultivation, he is now the top swordsman below the Sword Saint.

"Wan Canglan should not have mastered the seventh level of sword cultivation yet, so he is only called Canglan Martial Saint, not Sword Saint."

"Wan Canglan is not even a hundred years old, but her cultivation has already reached the Earthly Realm. She is the strongest among the Nine Heavens Mystic Maidens. Moreover, she is not a pure sword cultivator, which has delayed her sword cultivation. Otherwise, she should have already comprehended the Seventh Sword."

A tall woman dressed in the purple robes of the Goddess of Lightning walked over from not far away. She had willow-leaf eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, bright red lips, and perfectly proportioned features. She exuded arrogance and coldness.

Di Yi recognized her; she was none other than Ling Feiyu, the leader of the Holy Maiden Palace of the Moon Worshiping Demonic Cult who had been practicing her sword in the clouds earlier.

"Meet the Flying Feather Sword Saint."

Ling Feiyu nodded slightly. He wasn't as arrogant and cold as an iceberg as I had imagined, which surprised Di Yi. He felt that he was quite different from the legendary head of the Holy Maiden Palace.

Unbeknownst to Di Yi, after being defeated by the Azure Blood Emperor, Ling Feiyu's sword will was severely damaged. Although the Azure Feather Sword Saint intervened in time to save her, and her martial heart did not completely collapse, the impact on her was still enormous.

Even though he reshaped his martial arts heart with the power of the ancestors of the Burial Sky Sword, it was no longer as sharp and edgy as before. It had become more winding and unpredictable, and his state of mind had also changed.

"Does the Flying Feather Sword Saint need something from me?"

Ling Feiyu remained silent for a moment before saying, "In the battle against the Azure Blood Emperor, my Lightning Mother Purple Robe was severely damaged and requires a large amount of divine blood to recover. You have cultivated the Path of Physical Sainthood and possess a strong divine aura, so you must have refined a considerable amount of divine blood. I would like to make a deal with you and exchange divine blood for yours."

The Purple Robe of the Goddess of Lightning is an ancient artifact left behind by the gods. It is said to be the divine robe of the goddess of lightning from the Middle Ages, and is the most important treasure on Ling Feiyu's body besides the Burial Heaven Sword.

"The value of divine blood is self-evident. What does Sword Saint Feiyu intend to use in exchange?"

With the corpse of the Dragon God present, Emperor Yi has no shortage of divine blood and is happy to form a good relationship with Ling Feiyu. However, since it is a transaction, he must offer something that satisfies him.

“A drop of divine blood is worth about ten holy stones on the black market. To repair the Lightning Goddess’s purple robe, at least a thousand drops of divine blood are needed. I can trade you ten thousand holy stones,” Ling Feiyu said.

Upon hearing this, Di Yi smiled and said, "Divine blood is precious and has always been priceless. To think that you can exchange ten thousand holy stones for a thousand drops of divine blood is far too insincere for Flying Feather Sword Saint."

Ling Feiyu was surprised to find that Di Yi actually had a thousand drops of divine blood. Even for the Moon Worshiping Demon Sect, it was not an easy task to produce a thousand drops of divine blood at once; it required the consent of the sect leader and the nine palace masters.

"Twenty thousand holy stones, I can't come up with any more than that."

As the head of the Saintess Palace, Ling Feiyu was able to obtain a large amount of cultivation resources, but she had already converted them into her own strength. Twenty thousand Saint Stones was the limit she could currently offer.

Di Yi shook his head again and said, "Even 30,000 or 40,000 holy stones cannot buy a thousand drops of divine blood, and I am not short of holy stones."

Ling Feiyu frowned slightly: "Then what do you need?"

After a moment's thought, Di Yi gave his asking price.

"To cultivate the tenth move of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm, I need a dragon soul and an elephant soul at the Saint Realm, two savage beast souls at the Saint Realm, which are worth about ten thousand Saint Stones."

"Two sacred souls, plus a favor from the Flying Feather Sword Saint, how about that?"

"A favor from me?" Ling Feiyu seemed slightly embarrassed.

The word "favor" sounds simple, but repaying it is not something that can be done with just a few thousand holy stones. Moreover, given Di Yi's status, anything that requires the use of favors is definitely not simple.

"The divine blood in your hands is much harder to obtain than the one in Zhang Ruochen's hands."

Several months ago, Ling Feiyu also traded a batch of divine blood from Zhang Ruochen, in exchange for training him and teaching him some moves of the Nine Lives Sword Technique.

These are all one-time transactions, much easier to repay than favors.

"In that case, I'm more like a merchant from the Martial Market Bank. What does Sword Saint Feiyu think?" Di Yi asked with a smile.

After considering it for a while, Ling Feiyu finally agreed.

"Okay, your things will be delivered within three days."

Di Yi's face also showed joy. Dragon souls and elephant souls in the Saint Realm are not easy to find, especially in the Central Region. The power of the Moon Worshiping Demon Sect is much stronger than that of the black market, which is why they were able to find what he needed in the shortest amount of time.

(End of this chapter)