I became a Sword Emperor in the Martial Arts World

Chapter 233 My Father is the Prince of the Second Kingdom

In the boiling magma, the Six Ding Divine Fire continuously refined the five rare metal stones of the Earth Treasure level, completely fusing their properties into Lian Lingxiao's sternum.

The art of weapon crafting is a branch of the martial arts of Yuan Qi. Martial artists can not only use Yuan Qi to refine their own flesh and bones, but also use Yuan Qi to refine all kinds of objects in the world.

The superior products crafted by skilled artisans possess a unique characteristic.

The exquisite pieces crafted by master artisans possess two characteristics.

The treasures crafted by master artisans possess three characteristics.

The finest products crafted by master craftsmen possess four characteristics.

At the Heavenly Craftsmanship level, the crafted artifacts can be called exquisite, possessing up to five characteristics.

Above the Heavenly Craftsmen, there are Divine Craftsmen who can forge truly divine artifacts.

The so-called divine items are no longer simply a matter of stacking material properties, but rather possess superior "affixes" that surpass all other properties.

These affixes represent a certain authority bestowed by heaven and earth, a manifestation of the power of the Great Dao. As long as one makes a grand vow and oath in accordance with the characteristics of the affixes, one can receive the blessing of the power of the Great Dao.

Ye Qingzhou focused intently, holding the Dou and Xing character seals in both hands, manipulating the flow of vital energy, and carefully constructing the interior of the armor.

As a golden-red armor slowly took shape from the lava, Lian Qixia held her breath, not daring to breathe too loudly, for fear of disturbing Ye Qingzhou and causing all her efforts to be in vain.

At the same time, a surge of emotion welled up within her, and her gaze toward Ye Qingzhou became even more ardent: "Your Highness possesses the inheritance of the Flame Emperor, and at such a young age, you already have the ability to forge divine artifacts. It's simply unbelievable."

The art of weapon crafting is profound and complex, and it becomes increasingly difficult as one progresses. Many people spend their entire lives without ever reaching the level of a master craftsman, let alone a divine craftsman or even a master craftsman.

Even within the Kunlun Cave Heaven, the number of divine craftsmen is extremely small, far fewer than the number of martial gods.

Don't be fooled by the fact that becoming a master craftsman doesn't require reaching the level of a martial god. In reality, the requirements for becoming a master craftsman in the art of weapon crafting are ten times more difficult than becoming a martial god.

A human king martial god at the tenth realm is simply incapable of creating divine artifacts, let alone divine weapons that represent the pinnacle of weapon crafting and forging techniques.

Only a Heavenly King Martial God at the eleventh realm can, with the aid of divine will, barely manage to create divine artifacts. However, this not only requires a massive amount of resources, but the success rate is often less than 30%.

Therefore, divine-grade treasures are extremely rare in the Kunlun Cave Heaven. Currently, only the three major forces of the Western Kunlun, the Feather Clan, and the Scale Clan have stockpiled some, enough for every Martial God to possess one.

Of the remaining eight hundred vassal states, only the top twenty possessed national treasures. As for the forces ranked below twenty, they might have one or two divine artifacts at most.

In most countries, even the most powerful martial artists don't have divine-grade weapons; they are all "empty-handed."

In contrast, Ye Qingzhou used only the remains of a Martial God to forge an unparalleled divine weapon, and now he still has the strength to forge a divine-grade armor!

One success might be considered lucky, but to succeed twice in a row, that takes real ability!

Therefore, in Lian Qixia's eyes at this moment, Ye Qingzhou's value far exceeded that of the divine-grade armor. He was a rare and valuable commodity. If she kept him in the Rakshasa Kingdom, he would surely become her right-hand man, allowing the entire kingdom to rise to a higher level.

Moreover, he is so handsome that marrying him as the king's consort is a win-win situation no matter how you look at it.

Thinking of this, Lian Qixia couldn't help but lick her rosy lips, looking as if she wanted to devour Ye Qingzhou completely.

Ye Qingzhou did not notice Lian Qixia's strange gaze. At this moment, his mind and will were immersed in the torrent of data, with thousands of pieces of information constantly flowing through his eyes.

"The use of symbolic and numerical thinking is truly miraculous. The *Qimen Dunjia* is indeed a masterpiece, managing to evolve mathematical probability to such an extent."

The more Ye Qingzhou studied the *Qimen Dunjia*, the more he was amazed by its ingenuity: "Now, after countless trials and tribulations, I have finally broken through to a state of unparalleled mastery. Even the *Tianzhu Jing* has reached a higher level, becoming a master of it."

In reality, even if Ye Qingzhou honed the forging technique of "thousand hammers and hundred forgings" to an unparalleled level, the success rate of forging divine artifacts would not exceed one percent.

The success rate of forging divine weapons is even lower, probably less than one in a thousand.

But for Qimen Dunjia, these are not problems.

As long as the probability of success is not absolutely zero, then with Ye Qingzhou's current level of insight into phenomena, he can deduce an absolutely successful path through the mathematical model of image and number thinking.

Then, by strictly and meticulously executing each step with strong control, one can obtain the only correct result.

This ability is simply incredible!

Of course, the consumption is also enormous.

Because the data deduction process requires not only a large amount of mental energy, but also divine favor, which is similar to a supercomputer in the collective subconscious of the "Heavenly Way" to complete the information simulation.

Simply put, it's like Ye Qingzhou submitted an experimental application to a supercomputer called "Heaven's Will," and using its massive computing power, obtained an experimental report and produced corresponding technological achievements.

Ye Qingzhou looked closely and realized that the Rakshasa Clan's divine favor on his body had completely disappeared. He immediately understood that he had been fleecing the Rakshasa Clan and had completely exploited their "divine will".

However, the results were also quite remarkable. From the magma, an extremely ornate gold and red armor slowly flew out and landed in front of Ye Qingzhou.

Its innate Bing Fire Qi and innate Jia Wood Qi intertwine and follow each other, like a Garuda bird with its wings folded, clearly embodying the will of Lian Lingxiao to protect the kingly way during his lifetime.

"Sister Wang, I have successfully completed my mission."

Ye Qingzhou smiled and reported to Lian Qixia: "Now, infuse your divine blood, swear an oath to the heavens, and make a great vow to protect the people of the Rakshasa Kingdom. As long as you do not break your oath, this armor will be protected by the covenant between heaven and man, and thus become indestructible."

"Hmm? You can't break your oath?"

Lian Qixia frowned. She followed a domineering path of "those who obey me prosper, those who defy me perish," and believed that "I am the only one who matters." Therefore, she was displeased when she heard Ye Qingzhou's request.

Ye Qingzhou replied with a helpless expression, "What kind of divine artifact can be forged is determined by the 'characteristics' of the material itself. The path that E Wang Lian Lingxiao chose is the path of a king related to protection. Therefore, the key 'affix' of this divine artifact is protection."

"Can't I protect something else? Like myself."

"It's not that it's impossible, but the greater the vow and the grander the aspiration, the stronger the blessing effect. Now that Sister Wang has become the ruler of the Rakshasa Kingdom, protecting the people is protecting her own country and nation, so why hesitate? And without the spirit of a king, even if she has a divine weapon in her hand, it would be a waste."

Ye Qingzhou said this.

Lian Qixia understood the meaning behind his words: "So, the power of a divine item is entirely related to its 'affix'?"

Ye Qing nodded: "Indeed, the better the affix matches its owner, the stronger its power will be. Therefore, compatibility is extremely important. Sister Wang is quite lucky. Although E Wang follows the path of the king, the affixes she has created are for protection, not some strange or weird affixes. You should be grateful."

"All right."

Lian Qixia then pricked her palm with her fingertip, pouring her blood onto her armor. She then immediately swore an oath: "I, Lian Qixia, the seventh ruler of the Rakshasa Kingdom, hereby swear that as long as I have a breath left, I will protect the countless people and lands of the Rakshasa Kingdom. If I break this oath, may I be struck down by heaven and earth!"

Rumble~

The moment the oath was made, the celestial phenomena changed drastically.

The once clear sky was now filled with dark clouds, accompanied by flashes of lightning and thunder.

Over thousands of years, the collective subconsciousness formed by the deaths of countless people from the Rakshasa Kingdom has now converged into a torrent of consciousness, establishing a deep connection with the divine armor on Lian Qixia's body.

Feeling the powerful resonance emanating from the armor, Lian Qixia's face was filled with ecstatic joy: "This is the Heavenly Oath?"

At this moment, Lian Qixia felt that her strength had almost doubled, and she had even gained some kind of divine favor, which allowed her to have some kind of premonition and sense of anything that might endanger her.

Moreover, the armor's defensive capabilities are the most astonishing, as if the entire fate of the Rakshasa Kingdom is concentrated on the armor's leaves.

As long as the Rakshasa Kingdom continues to rise in power, the armor's defenses will remain unbreakable and unshakeable.

This essentially tied Lian Qixia's life and fortune to the Rakshasa Kingdom, ensuring that their fates were intertwined—one for the good, the other for the bad.

To test the armor's defensive capabilities, Lian Qixia ordered the commander of the royal guards beside her, "Qiuying, strike me with your blade."

"Your subject dares not!"

Dao Qiuying knelt on one knee, her expression filled with fear. Although she possessed the cultivation of a Martial Saint, she also came from a noble family of generals in the Rakshasa Women's Kingdom, holding a prestigious status, and was a trusted minister of Lian Qixia.

That is precisely why she dared not raise her sword against the king she followed.

Until Lian Qixia looked displeased and sternly rebuked, "Do as I say."

"Yes……"

Dao Qiuying steeled her resolve, stood up from the ground, clasped her hands in a salute, and said, "Your Majesty, please forgive my rudeness."

"Yes, strike with all your might, don't hold back."

"Understood."

Dao Qiuying was filled with trepidation, but she still drew her sword with all her might and slashed at Lian Qixia.

Behind her, a pair of golden wings appeared, their shape clearly resembling the golden wings of the Garuda bird.

At this moment, the golden wings transformed into sharp blades, their power earth-shattering.

The blade, imbued with the power of mental imagery, condensed into an aura of supreme yang and unyielding strength, capable of shattering all laws under heaven. It was a full-force strike from a Martial Saint, powerful enough to cleave a mountain thousands of meters high in two. However, with a "crack," Dao Qiuying's top-grade battle blade, upon impact with the armor, was subjected to a powerful spatial tremor and shattered instantly.

The blade shattered into countless fragments, shooting out in all directions and riddling the surrounding ruins with holes.

Hahaha~

Lian Qixia, completely unharmed, laughed heartily, looking up at the sky.

Dao Qiuying had no time to grieve over her broken sword. She immediately knelt on one knee and said, "Congratulations, Your Majesty! To obtain such a precious armor shows that Your Majesty is destined by Heaven to be the ruler of my Rakshasa Kingdom."

"You certainly know how to talk."

Lian Qixia was in a great mood and immediately gave Dao Qiuying a lot of compensation, telling her to go to the national treasury and choose a better top-grade divine weapon as her sword. The latter thanked her with great excitement.

Then, Lian Qixia's gaze fell on Ye Qingzhou again: "My good brother, how can I possibly thank you enough?"

After saying that, she kept moving closer to Ye Qingzhou, her expression becoming increasingly ambiguous.

"We're all family, no need to be so formal."

Ye Qingzhou felt a little uneasy; the woman in front of him didn't seem like a good person.

"A family?"

Lian Qixia's beautiful yet domineering face was now almost within reach. Her breath was fragrant, her phoenix eyes sparkled, and her arched eyebrows exuded an irresistible charm that made one's heart race unconsciously: "Perhaps, we could even become related through marriage."

"I don't think it's necessary."

Ye Qingzhou swallowed hard. The Rakshasa Women's Kingdom revered women, and Lian Qixia was especially domineering. He had no intention of staying to be a slave.

Even being a stallion won't work!

How can I bow and scrape before the powerful and wealthy, making me unable to be happy!

Just as Lian Qixia was about to press on, a rider arrived in a cloud of dust, knelt on one knee, and said, "Your Majesty, Princess Heng has arrived at the East Gate and is awaiting an audience."

"I see."

Lian Qixia turned back and looked at Ye Qingzhou a few more times with reluctance before returning to the palace with a group of guards.

Now that Queen E has been killed, one of the five great kings of Rakshasa is gone. Even if Queen Heng Dao Yuzhi has rebellious intentions, she is powerless to fight alone. However, she is still a powerful martial god and we still need to try our best to appease and win her over.

Therefore, no matter what, Lian Qixia had to meet him in person.

Once everyone had left Liuhuo Tianjie, Ye Qingzhou reached out and sheathed the newly reforged Flying Frost Sword, thus gaining a new divine weapon.

At this moment, the Flying Frost Sword had changed its appearance.

The sword's edge is a blend of five kinds of rare and precious metals, and its spine has been reshaped with the essence of the Jianmu tree. It has also devoured the martial bones and soul of E Wang Lian Lingxiao, and has undergone a complete transformation.

The Flying Frost Sword now has a deep blue color, and it is full of vitality.

With a thought, Ye Qingzhou casually unleashed a sword light, and a dark blue ribbon of light illuminated all directions, causing white flowers to bloom instantly in the ruins.

Countless dead plants were revitalized, and even withered seeds regained their vitality, took root, sprouted, and grew, blooming into beautiful flowers in an instant, their branches swaying in the wind.

"Like a sword wielding a spring breeze, thousands of pear trees burst into bloom; this sword that embodies the Dao has finally been completed."

Ye Qingzhou gently stroked the sword, thinking to himself, "To have such an opportunity and good fortune is truly your blessing."

buzz~

The newly formed spirit of the Flying Frost Sword trembled slightly, as if responding to Ye Qingzhou's words.

"When a whale falls, all things come to life. I'm even thinking of finding a few more Martial Gods to kill now. No wonder the technique of forging with Heaven and Man is forbidden. If it were to spread widely, wouldn't all Martial Gods be in danger?"

Ye Qingzhou shook his head and chuckled.

Possessing the skill to slay dragons, who wouldn't want to find more real dragons to kill?

Weightlifting can really be addictive.

"I gained so much from this trip to Kunlun Grotto Heaven, but unfortunately I still couldn't find the whereabouts of the Holy Sword Xuanyuan. Brother Wen is such a disappointment."

Stroking his chin, Ye Qingzhou was planning to go back and give Huang Liwen a good talking-to, so that he could improve further and work for him.

Just then, Lian Hongying descended from the sky, her beautiful eyes holding a hint of reproach: "I heard you crafted a divine-grade armor for my dear sister?"

That sounds really sour.

Ye Qingzhou smiled upon hearing this.

Lian Hongying was indeed jealous, but being the proud girl she was, she wouldn't admit it. Instead, she casually asked about something else: "Didn't she say anything else to you?"

"She probably wants me to stay and be her husband."

Ye Qingzhou did not hide this matter.

Lian Hongying was even angrier after hearing this. She pursed her lips and cursed, "Shameless!" before looking intently at Ye Qingzhou: "You agreed?"

"no."

Ye Qingzhou shook his head, his eyes meeting Lian Hongying's without flinching: "I have lofty ambitions, which means I am destined not to stay in one place for too long."

"Are you leaving?"

Although they hadn't spent much time together, Lian Hongying still felt a deep sense of reluctance to part.

In contrast, Ye Qingzhou, who was cold-hearted and ruthless, appeared quite carefree: "Sister Wang, it's not like I'm leaving and never coming back."

"When are you leaving?"

"Tomorrow."

"So fast?"

"Um."

After a long silence, Lian Hongying finally spoke, saying, "Don't move around here. I'll be right back."

"???"

Ye Qingzhou was filled with questions.

Lian Hongying offered no explanation; she simply turned and vanished from the spot.

A moment later, she returned, but this time she had a bag of oranges in her hand... oh no, she had a person in her hand.

This person was dressed in fine clothes, with bright eyes and prominent eyebrows, and looked very noble, clearly from a noble family.

"Lian Hongying, how dare you insult me ​​like this?!"

Ji Boying was both furious and terrified. He sent the poison doctor Sikong Zhen to assassinate Ye Qingzhou, but he ended up getting involved in the Ewang treason case and was never found.

Although the dead cannot testify, the strong never talk about evidence.

He was genuinely worried that Lian Hongying might act impulsively and kill him. Even if his father, Prince Yi, avenged him afterward, what good would that do?

"Sister Wang, what's wrong...?"

Ye Qingzhou glanced at Ji Boying, who was being trampled under Lian Hongying's feet, and was completely bewildered.

Lian Hongying then said to him, "Sikong Zhen is this man's retainer, and he came to kill you on his orders. You can decide how to deal with him."

"Boy, you dare kill me? My father is the Prince Yi!"

Ji Boying held his neck high, his attitude remaining defiant even as a prisoner.

Upon learning his identity, Ye Qingzhou's eyes lit up. She quickly helped Ji Boying up from the ground and brushed the dust off his body, saying, "So you are the Crown Prince of Yi. My apologies for not recognizing you sooner."

"Are you scared now?"

"That's not it."

Ye Qingzhou smiled and looked at Ji Boying: "Your Highness is so noble, your life must be very valuable, right?"

"!!!"

Ji Boying looked at Ye Qingzhou in disbelief. How dare the other party blackmail him after knowing his identity?

Who the hell is this person?!

(End of this chapter)