My path to immortality was smooth sailing.

When Steward Han loudly announced that Wei Jia had won the fifth match, everyone was still a little slow to react.

Immediately, the Wei family erupted in thunderous cheers on the arena, while the Chu family fell into a deathly silence.

This was in stark contrast to the previous somber atmosphere at the Wei family home.

Chu Rusong clutched his chest, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, and stared intently at Wei Jing.

He couldn't understand it, he really couldn't understand it.

"In the fifth match, Wei Jia won."

"In the sixth match, who from the Chu family will accept the challenge?"

Han the Deacon's booming voice echoed from the arena.

"call!"

"I'll do it!" Chu Qingshan took a deep breath and slowly walked past the crowd.

Chu Qingshan stepped onto the stage and, unsurprisingly, was defeated in three moves.

Next up was Chu Jingfei of the Chu family, who was at the fifth level of Qi Refining, and he was defeated in three moves as well.

Next up was Chu Manshan, who was blasted away by Wei Jing's palm and fell heavily off the stage.

Deacon Han's gaze was complicated as he watched Wei Jing pass through four people in a short period of time.

The audience below the stage cheered with excitement, saying that in the first half of the performance, Chu Rusong was like a war god, breaking through the Wei family's camp.

In the second half, Wei Jing turned the tide, scoring a lightning-fast four-man run.

That was awesome! Awesome!

At this moment, they were all fantasizing that they would be Wei Jing.

After a long while, the fifth member of the Chu family still hadn't taken the stage, so Steward Han reminded him.

"Does the Chu family have anyone else to fight? If no one comes up on stage, you've lost this ninth match." Deacon Han shouted loudly with a complicated expression. He hadn't expected the reversal to happen so quickly.

This time, it's the Chu family's turn to have a headache.

After Steward Han finished speaking, there was still no movement from the Chu family's side.

It's not that there's no one, it's that no one dares to go up.

Chu Shu, the last member of the Chu family, was at the fourth level of Qi Refining. He went to the arena and gave Wei Jing a five-kill streak.

"Does the Chu family still have anyone willing to fight?"

After a long while, Deacon Han spoke up again to remind him.

Chu Shu ultimately did not go on stage, and Wei Jing naturally failed to complete the feat of defeating five opponents single-handedly.

Finally, Steward Han made the announcement in front of everyone.

"In this tournament between the Wei and Chu families, the Wei family emerged victorious."

Just like three years ago, that young man once again turned the tide.

……

Wei Jing didn't stay long and slipped home early.

Compared to the last arena match, Wei Jing was much calmer this time.

He possessed a complete set of perfected magic spells, including basic elemental spells like Fireball, Heavy Water, and Light Body, which he had painstakingly built up to the level of first-tier spells.

Of course, thanks to his insights gained from a hundred years of cultivation in the Suixu Secret Realm, it didn't take Wei Jing too much time to improve his proficiency in these spells.

As for the Cleansing spell, it has already been developed to the peak of the first tier and will soon become a second-tier spell.

However... a second-tier cleansing spell is just a cleansing spell, so it's rather useless.

With his magical abilities, he is almost invincible among those of the same level. Even if he were to fight someone at the eighth level of Qi Refining, Wei Jing is confident that he could hold his own and even win.

That evening, the clan chief summoned Wei Jing.

In front of all the elders of the family, Wei Jing was bestowed with a magical artifact.

"Jing'er, you have made a great contribution this time. You may go to the family treasury and choose a spiritual artifact."

Wei Jing felt a surge of excitement. He had been cultivating for ten years and had never obtained a spiritual weapon.

First-tier spiritual artifacts and second-tier magic artifacts allow cultivators to unleash powerful strength beyond their own cultivation level.

However, spiritual artifacts are rare. Even though Wei Jing comes from a family of cultivators and is extremely talented, he has never possessed a spiritual artifact of his own.

Let's go!

"Come with me to the storeroom and choose a spiritual artifact that suits your taste," Clan Chief Wei Shuo said with a smile.

"Okay!" Wei Jing replied.

The Wei family's storeroom was not as glittering as Wei Jing had imagined; instead, it was rather... too ordinary.

The somber stone chamber was small, containing only a dozen or so magical artifacts and implements.

The most dazzling item was the second-tier high-grade magic weapon, the Golden Scale Black Iron Spear, which was obtained from the Qingfu Sect last time.

Wei Jing asked in confusion, "Clan leader, how did this precious spear end up here?"

Shouldn't this be for the clan leader's own use? Why is it sitting in the storeroom gathering dust? Isn't that a complete waste?

"Ahem!" Wei Shuo coughed twice, somewhat embarrassed, and said:

"This Golden Scale Black Iron Spear is too domineering. I can't carry it with me and put it in my storage ring. I can't carry such a second-grade high-quality magic weapon with me all the time, so I have to put it in the storeroom for the time being."

"Take it out when you need it."

Wei Jing nodded in realization, "So that's how it is."

In fact, Wei Shuo lied. It wasn't that the storage ring couldn't store the Golden Scale Black Iron Spear, but rather that his storage ring couldn't store it.

Wei Shuo's storage ring was too ordinary, with only 2 cubic meters of space inside, so of course it couldn't fit.

When he exchanged for this precious spear, he was so excited that he forgot he couldn't store it himself.

Wei Jing didn't dwell on it too much. Naturally, he couldn't choose the magic artifact. Besides, there were only two magic artifacts in the huge storeroom.

Besides the Golden Scale Black Iron Spear, there was also a jade-green longsword lying quietly in the sword box. Wei Jing only glanced at it and then paid no more attention to it.

Instead, he picked and chose from more than a dozen magical artifacts.

Wei Jing picked up a short knife, about 12 inches long, all black, with a thin blood groove on the blade, and a dark brown leather rope wrapped around the handle.

This is a mid-grade first-tier spiritual weapon.

As spiritual energy was infused into it, the short sword shone brightly and unleashed its sharpness.

"Hehe, this short sword is called the Breaking Army Sword. One strike can pierce armor, two strikes can kill. It is a very good offensive weapon," Wei Shuo explained from the side.

Unfortunately, Wei Jing showed little interest.

He then picked up a string of bells, five copper bells strung together, which made a clear sound when shaken.

By infusing spiritual energy into it, one can disrupt the opponent's mind, causing them to momentarily lose focus and thus reveal their weaknesses.

"So, do you find this interference bell acceptable?"

Wei Jing shook his head slightly, then picked up the third and fourth items...

Wei Jing examined each item one by one, gradually gaining an understanding of their contents. Although there were more than a dozen magical artifacts in the storeroom, only a few were truly suitable for him.

His gaze fell on a magical artifact in the far corner of the magical artifact shelf.

It was a small, shuttle-shaped boat.

The small boat is about three fingers wide, and its entire body is silver-white, as if it were made of some unknown metal, with a smooth, mirror-like surface.

Under the light, it reflects a faint silver glow, and fine runes are engraved on both sides of the shuttle, extending all the way to the tail.

Wei Jing quickened his pace and picked up the small boat.

"Is this the flying boat that you rode before, Chief?"

"Yes, that's right. This is the Cloud-Piercing Shuttle, which can travel three thousand miles a day," Wei Shuo stepped forward and explained.

Flying artifact.

Wei Jing's eyes lit up.

Cultivating immortality and flying—what young man doesn't dream of traversing the heavens and soaring through the wind?

"This is it." Wei Jing turned around and said to Wei Shuo.

"Jing'er, are you sure? The Cloud-Piercing Shuttle is a flying magical artifact, but it can neither attack nor defend..."