Immortal of the Nine Realms

Chapter 505 Mottled Bloodstains

Chapter 505 Mottled Bloodstains

"Hey, are you sure that the demoness and her ally are in these desolate mountains? This place is so barren I bet not even dogs come here. Look at how thin the spiritual energy is. I would have never imagined that a third-tier empire would have a place like this."

A child who appeared to be eight or nine years old sat atop a green ox, standing in the sky above the vast mountains. Near the child were five or six young men and women. Some were observing their surroundings, while others laughed at the child.

"The demoness has incurred the karma of Heavenly King Zhen’s Manor. If the manor says they are here, they must be here. They wouldn't be wrong."

The child said impatiently, "But this place is so frighteningly huge. How are we supposed to find them? It's really... If you called us here to suppress the demoness, you should at least give us an accurate location."

A young man raised a bamboo tube, and bamboo sticks flew out, swirling around him and forming a trigram diagram. "Daoist Ning, please be patient. The demoness won't be escaping any time soon. I just need three hours to calculate her exact location."

"With Daoist Zhou's Innate Eight Trigram Technique, we're sure to succeed today."

The others broke into laughter.

A young man who only had one eye open slowly spoke. "We need to be wary when we find those two, especially that sword cultivator by her side. He is the most dangerous of the pair. Since he can easily kill a grand completion stage Golden Core Realm, he isn't far from our level. He's an Immortal Seedling as well."

"Daoist Xu, an Immortal Seedling from the countryside still falls short when compared to us. Originally, we refrained from acting due to our sect not wanting to make a move. If not for that, how could the demoness have a chance to escape from the Central Continent? No matter how strong her methods are, they are far inferior to a true Immortal Seedling.

"As for the person by her side, the manor has verified that he is not a true Immortal Seedling of any sect or faction. This shows his humble origins. Even if he has the potential of a genius, he has never undergone the true test to become one like us. If it comes to a fight, you only need to open your left eye, and he will perish."

The speaker was a woman with a cold demeanor. She was dressed in a flowing purple skirt that fluttered in the wind, exuding an otherworldly aura, like a banished immortal.

However, there was one distinguishing aspect of this woman, and that was her stature. She was much larger than everyone else, standing at a height of about twenty feet! In front of her, the others looked like infants. Daoist Ning, who was only eight or nine years old, was even smaller than her palm.

As time ticked, the child on the ox became more and more impatient, and he kept on urging them to get a move on.

Finally, the young man calculating suddenly opened his eyes wide, and a flash of golden light seemed to pass through his gaze. The bamboo sticks around him all pointed in the same direction.

"Move two thousand miles in that direction and you'll find the demoness," the young man asserted confidently.

"Are you sure?" The child on the ox was skeptical. "Don't get the direction wrong and make us run for nothing. It was not easy for us to make a trip out...."

"Daoist Ning, Daoist Zhou is a genius of the Innate Dao Sect. How can his Innate Eight Trigram Technique be wrong?" said the cold woman with a light smile.

She took the lead, transforming into a rainbow and heading toward the direction the bamboo sticks had shown.

***

Fairy Yu squatted before Fang Chen with her chin resting on her hands, curiously watching Little Sword eat its fill. She remarked, "Your sword is truly unique. It even devours peak-grade, yellow-rank treasures."

Little Sword seemed a bit uncomfortable being stared at and instinctively twitched a few times. However, it continued to eat its meal without pause.

As it devoured each treasure, its aura became increasingly dense and refined.

On the ordinary-looking sword, a blood-colored mark slowly began to form. It looked like bloodstains from a past kill.

"Lord, do you see this bloodstain? What's its origin?" Fairy Yu asked in surprise.

Fang Chen was just as puzzled. He inquired internally, "Little Mirror, what's the story behind the bloodstain on the sword?"

"I've always said that this junior is quite special and is unlike an ordinary Sword Star Embryo. If I'm not mistaken, it came into existence a long time ago, but for some reason, it transformed back into a sword fetus. It’s similar to what you cultivators call reincarnation," replied the Mirror of the Universe with a grave tone.

"This patchy bloodstain is likely left behind from slaying a formidable opponent, allowing the Sword Star Embryo to reincarnate once more. This indicates that this opponent may have been... a True Immortal."

A True Immortal? Stronger than a Sect Leader? A true immortal existing in the immortal realm? Fang Chen thought.

Fang Chen's eyes revealed a sense of gravity as he suddenly recalled the scene he witnessed when nurturing Little Sword. A majestic figure, one person and one sword, raining blood upon countless heavenly gods.

Could it be that the sword in that person's hand is Little Sword?

"If I want to know the exact information, how many spirit stones would it cost?" Fang Chen probed.

"Brother, for now, you cannot afford it."

Fang Chen nodded lightly. "Alright, I understand."

He felt that what he already knew was more than enough. No wonder there was an inheritance on Little Sword. It once had an owner. However, it remained unknown whether its owner had abandoned it or they had already fallen.

So Little Sword reincarnated and became the sword's embryo, falling into his hands.

Suddenly, Fang Chen looked at Fairy Yui, "Little Yu, protect me."

He closed his eyes, and at that moment, Little Sword merged into Fang Chen's body. In an instant, a terrifying sword aura flashed and disappeared around Fang Chen.

Fairy Yu was secretly shocked. "The lord's sword body is so powerful. It seems that even my senior sister can't compare...."

If it weren't for that aura earlier, she wouldn't have known that Fang Chen's Sword Body had become so strong.

"Senior sister is a Golden Core Realm cultivator, and also a genius of the Extreme Sword Peak. The origins of her flying sword are nothing to be scoffed at, but her Sword Body is far from the lord's Sword Body's match..." Fairy Yu murmured softly.

She vaguely had a premonition that Fang Chen's Sword Body was about to advance to the fourth rank.

Although she had not spent much time in the Void Immortal Sword Sect, her time there had broadened her horizons, especially when it came to sword cultivation inheritances. Typically, the rank of the Sword Body corresponded to one's cultivation level. It was rare to see discrepancies. At least in the Void Immortal Sword Sect, such exceptions rarely occurred.

There was an important reason behind this. If the rank of the Sword Body exceeded one's cultivation level, it would become impossible to maintain the balance between the two. At that point, a person... might become a sword, and a sword... might become a person!

Very few people knew about this information. It wasn't even well known amongst sword cultivators. She knew about it because the Void Immortal Sword Sect had once experienced such a case. That time, they lost a genius and nurtured a sword demon.

Thinking about this, a sliver of worry appeared in her eyes. This sword embryo originated from the Void Immortal Sword Sect, with an impressive background. If one day... this sword replaced Fang Chen, what would happen then?

Struggle appeared in Fairy Yu's eyes. "I've become like this... the lord absolutely cannot face any accidents...."

Suddenly, a child's voice rang out. "Looks like the demoness is really here."

Fairy Yu's expression turned serious, and she slowly turned around.