Celestial Refining Divine Scripture

In the darkness, the dazzling, blinding storm of immortal light grew ever more distant, as if swept away by some invisible gale.

The massive ancient landmass was finally devoured completely by the five-colored immortal crane.

It let out a satisfied belch, then suddenly turned its head to one side: "Tsk, why are there a few such weak little things? Riding a coffin..."

...

Hiss!

"Damn, that hurts!"

Xu Yang’s eyes snapped open. His mind had no time to react before the searing pain engulfed his whole body.

From flesh to primordial spirit, he was drained and exhausted, blades of agony surging endlessly.

Dozens of breaths passed.

Xu Yang’s body trembled, then he limply collapsed back, breathing raggedly and hard.

Out of the corner of his eye, the roof beams came into view.

Xu Yang’s whole body tensed—what he was lying on... felt just like a bedboard!

"Where is this?"

"The Immortal Domain?"

"Did someone save me? Or did I drift to the Immortal Domain?"

"Wait—the Daluo Saber?"

Xu Yang’s expression shifted repeatedly. A flicker of delight vanished; his face suddenly turned grave.

The Daluo Saber was nowhere to be found.

Escaping alive from the void was first and foremost thanks to the Daluo Saber’s protection.

But right now, his mind was still a mess, and his wounds were grievous. Xu Yang gritted his teeth and struggled to sit up.

Creak!

The door was suddenly pushed open.

"Awake already, huh? Not bad speed."

An old man walked in, sizing Xu Yang up with amusement, then casually tossed him a pill: "Healing. Eat it."

Xu Yang’s pupils contracted. He instinctively sensed an oppressive pressure from this elderly man.

This pressure—felt familiar!

True Immortal!

"Many thanks, Senior."

"May I ask, Senior, where is this place?"

Xu Yang clutched the pill but didn’t swallow it right away, asking weakly.

"I’m Lu Chuan. This is Baimu Village."

Lu Chuan finished, then walked out of the room.

Xu Yang wanted to ask more, but the other was already gone.

He frowned slightly.

This person...

He looked down at the pill in his hand; it radiated rich immortal energy.

Didn’t seem to have any issue.

"A True Immortal could surely see through my cultivation."

"Given my current state, if he wanted me dead, he wouldn’t need to go to such lengths."

Besides, even if the pill really was laced with something...

Xu Yang swiftly brought it to his nose and took a deep sniff.

Wisps of immortal energy entered his body—pure and immaculate.

His battered flesh and blood instantly writhed with intense longing.

Only then did Xu Yang swallow it down unhesitatingly.

Half an hour later.

His injuries were more or less seventy to eighty percent healed.

Though his primordial spirit was still somewhat weak.

He meditated quietly, and soon sensed the whereabouts of the Daluo Saber.

"Taken by him?"

Xu Yang’s eyes flashed; he got up and left the room.

"Such dense immortal energy."

The immortal aura in the air was hardly inferior to that of Beili Immortal Mountain.

Outside was a decently spacious courtyard—no sign of Lu Chuan, the front gate tightly shut.

Xu Yang glanced off to some direction outside the yard.

"The Daluo Saber’s moving. It must be on him."

Though he guessed he’d been rescued by the old man, the value of the Daluo Saber was too great for Xu Yang not to keep his guard up.

The Daluo Saber being carried by the other—definitely not good news.

"Maybe the guy already tried some tricks, but couldn’t refine the Daluo Saber, so he saved me; otherwise, I probably wouldn’t have had a chance to wake up."

At the thought, Xu Yang unconsciously took a deep breath.

Then, he couldn’t help thinking of his teacher and Shi Hu and the others.

They...

Damn it!

Xu Yang clenched his fists, a chill flickering in his eyes as he etched the image of that immortal crane deep into his memory.

Whoosh!

Lu Chuan flashed into the courtyard, glanced at Xu Yang, curled his hand, and the Daluo Saber appeared in his grasp.

"Kid, I saved your life. Exchanging for your treasured saber isn’t too much to ask, right?"

Xu Yang’s gaze sharpened, but he smiled slowly. "A life-saving grace—of course it’s fair!"

"Good."

Lu Chuan nodded in satisfaction. "In that case, undo the imprint on the blade."

"Honestly, this old man really didn’t expect a mere Immortal Soldier like you to own a third-grade immortal artifact like this!"

Third-grade immortal artifact—the Golden Immortal level!

Xu Yang kept a calm face, but his mind turned. Clearly, the old man’s perception hadn’t penetrated the Daluo Saber’s true nature—owing to both his knowledge and the saber’s peculiarities, he thought it only a third-grade immortal artifact.

In truth, the four-part Daluo Saber was a Daluo Immortal Artifact.

"Before I undo the imprint, I’d like to ask Senior a few questions."

"Speak."

"May I ask where Senior found me? Did you see anyone else?" Xu Yang asked, voice low.

Lu Chuan mused, teasing, "No wonder... It seems your elders and kin must’ve met with some mishap."

That also explains this fourth-grade immortal artifact.

"Baimu Village sits at the edge of the Immortal Land. I went out foraging for herbs in the mountains and came upon you. Judging by your wounds and the nearby traces, you arrived by Void Shifting."

"As for anyone else, I didn’t see anyone."

Lu Chuan shrugged.

Xu Yang fixed his eyes on the four-part Daluo Saber.

So he’d survived truly thanks to the Daluo Saber.

A Daluo Immortal Artifact—far more formidable than he’d ever imagined.

"Kid, a third-grade immortal artifact is remarkable, but with your strength you can’t protect it. If not for me, there’d be someone else."

"Just remove your imprint obediently, and I won’t kill you; I’ll even give you a few pills, and you can leave on your own."

Lu Chuan’s voice drifted over.

Xu Yang looked up; Lu Chuan’s relaxed expression showed no sign of dishonesty.

Xu Yang neither agreed nor denied, just grinned: "Senior, I’m actually an alchemist. Is that of any value to you?"

"Oh? An alchemist?"

Lu Chuan was momentarily stunned.

"I’ve just arrived here, with all my family lost, rootless and alone. This artifact will repay my debt to you, Senior—but I’d ask for your protection, if possible."

Saying this, Xu Yang cupped his fists solemnly.

This time, Lu Chuan’s manner turned serious.

Alchemists, even in the Immortal Domain, were always in demand.

But he harbored some doubt.

"Are you really an alchemist?"

Xu Yang replied, "I wouldn’t dare deceive Senior. It’s just that my cultivation is still limited—I can’t yet refine true Immortal Pills!"

For pill refinement, there was the Celestial Refining Divine Tripod.

He was fairly confident in his chances.

As long as he had the formulas and the elixir methods.

Though he didn’t yet own the Immortal Dao Elixir Formula, with a Spiritual Dao Elixir Formula, it could suffice for now.

Lu Chuan gave Xu Yang a deep look, then smiled thoughtfully. "Never thought I’d pick up such a treasure."

"Your cultivation—even at the Immortal Soldier rank—is rather strong, your foundations not bad. With enough resources, breaking through to True Immortal should be doable."

If, by then, he could refine first-grade Immortal Pills, that would be truly invaluable.

Lu Chuan licked his lips, then glanced down slowly at the Daluo Saber in his hand.

A third-grade immortal artifact.

An alchemist.

Heh!

"Let’s start by removing the imprint."

Lu Chuan casually tossed the Daluo Saber back.

Xu Yang caught the Daluo Saber, expression sharpening.

To remove the imprint on the Daluo Saber...

That was bad news for him.

But with his current power, killing the old guy was near impossible.

Besides, he knew absolutely nothing about this village.

Fuck!

Xu Yang cursed inwardly.

"At least I’m still alive!"

"He probably won’t kill me—if he really tries, even risking my life, I could still threaten him!"

With that thought, Xu Yang steadied his nerves, pressed his palm to the Daluo Saber’s surface.