Celestial Refining Divine Scripture

"What is this?"

Yang Yuan’s breathing grew rapid, his face flushed with excitement and suspicion.

Xu Yang glanced sideways. The treasure before Yang Yuan was shrouded in thick crimson immortal light, its true form a blur. He could vaguely discern something slender within, about four or five inches long.

Tongmin smiled, "Touch it and you’ll know. This is a gift from a high elder of the upper sect. Whatever it is, for the two of you, it is a tremendous opportunity."

"In the future, when you go to the September Ring of Heavens, you can directly become a True Disciple of the upper sect. That status far surpasses the Seed Disciples of Black Fire Immortal Mountain—it’s the identity of an elite."

"Moreover, the Celestial Fiend Earth Fire Sect of the upper sect wields such power in September Ring of Heavens that it is ranked second among the five top immortal sects!"

Most immortal cultivators only know that the upper sect is formidable, but not to this extent.

Even Yang Yuan was clueless.

On hearing this, he was left utterly shocked, his face burning red.

To become a True Disciple in a single leap!

One step to ascend to heaven!

Hiss!

Even Xu Yang felt a surge of exhilaration.

"Thank you, Sect Leader."

He snapped back to himself, quickly bowing respectfully to Tongmin.

Undoubtedly, it was Tongmin Golden Immortal who took the initiative to report to the upper sect, which aroused the upper sect’s interest and led to them bestowing treasures.

Yang Yuan, now recovered, also hurriedly saluted.

Tongmin waved his hand.

Then—

Xu Yang drew a deep breath and gripped the enormous azure-green pellet in his palm.

Bang!

A savage beast’s roar exploded beside his ear.

A wave of intense, violent, tyrannical might flooded him.

Xu Yang’s mind and body fell into stillness, in just a flash it was as if he was thrust into a cataclysmic storm that could tear heaven and earth apart.

Whoosh!

The azure-green pellet shot into his body like lightning, merging with his Immortal Seed.

Roar!

In a daze, Xu Yang seemed to see a colossal cyan flood dragon, ten thousand zhang in length, burst from the endless ocean, warping the heavens, crushing the Azure Sea, raising a massive tidal wave.

At the same time, lines of runic symbols shimmered on the pellet, transforming into ancient characters that rushed into his spirit.

"Celestial Immortal Tier Canghai Cyan Flood Dragon Elixir, condensed essence of the Azure Sea Cyan Flood Dragon’s thousand years of cultivation, divided into three levels."

Xu Yang came back to himself, gulping in excitement.

Exactly what he lacked, delivered to him.

This turned out to be an Immortal Beast Elixir.

A flood dragon dwelling in the endless ocean.

Celestial Immortal Realm, the refined essence of a thousand years’ cultivation.

The elixir’s power is split into three layers, which he can unlock as his own cultivation improves, drawing upon ever greater power.

"Such astonishing potency—enough to sustain me for tens of thousands of refines!"

The upper sect’s gift was indeed extraordinary.

Xu Yang’s thoughts flickered toward Yang Yuan’s prize, which looked like some kind of treasure.

He was feigning the intention to forge a Ninth Grade Immortal Foundation; this, Tongmin Golden Immortal and several elders were all aware of.

Most likely, Tongmin Golden Immortal made this clear when reporting, which is why the upper sect gifted him this.

A Ninth Grade Immortal Foundation—to be ranked among the elite even in September Ring of Heavens.

Within the Fourfold Immortal Realm, Twelve Grades is legend.

Even in the strongest domains, Ninth Grade is already the highest tier.

Xu Yang slowly examined his dantian.

His Immortal Seed was tranquil now.

But he could clearly sense the Canghai Cyan Flood Dragon Elixir merging with it.

He willed his Immortal Seed into motion.

Buzz!

In an instant, waves of intensely pure Beast Elixir Essence surged forth, merging with his Immortal Seed; just the first layer’s power already rivaled the Late Stage of True Immortal.

"Though violent, it shows not a trace of brutality, pure and flawless, refined to the utmost; this Beast Elixir must have been tempered by an upper sect expert."

Truly, what fierce resolve!

"However, it’s impossible for me to further refine it into Purest Essence Qi."

Xu Yang frowned slightly, but soon relaxed.

The Beast Elixir Essence was astonishing; fusing with his Immortal Seed wasted not a drop.

Not refining it into Purest Essence Qi was no great loss!

After deriving it through his own Immortal Seed, it was almost the same as Purest Essence Qi.

After a while—

Xu Yang slowly opened his eyes, face aglow with joy.

Beside him, Yang Yuan also awakened, overjoyed.

"Don’t tell anyone about what happened today."

Tongmin Golden Immortal solemnly said: "When you return, prepare yourselves. The Ice and Snow Immortal Palace seems to be hosting an event, inviting both Immortal Mountain and the Hongtian Guiyuan Sect’s Immortal prodigies; in a month’s time you’re to go."

"Before that, Immortal Mountain will open the pulse treasure ground to let you Seed Disciples improve your strength, so that you won’t be targeted at the Ice and Snow Immortal Palace."

"Ice and Snow Immortal Palace invitation?"

Yang Yuan asked in shock, "Is it because of Liou Xueyan?"

"Possibly. But both Black Fire Immortal Mountain and Hongtian Guiyuan Sect received invites—far from simple; you and Liou Xueyan climbed the Immortal Pride List one after the other. When the time comes, you won’t escape rivalry—don’t let Immortal Mountain lose face," Tongmin said deeply.

"Please rest assured, Sect Leader."

Yang Yuan nodded emphatically.

"Xu Yang, your situation likely hasn’t reached the ears of Ice and Snow Immortal Palace or Hongtian Guiyuan Sect yet. When you arrive, keep a low profile; but if someone provokes you, do not disgrace Immortal Mountain’s reputation."

"Yes, Sect Leader!"

"Enough, you may go."

"Disciple takes leave."

Xu Yang and Yang Yuan left the main hall one after the other, both unable to hide their delight.

"I received a Second Tier peak immortal treasure, with potential to evolve. What about you?" Yang Yuan turned suddenly, staring at Xu Yang.

Xu Yang raised an eyebrow—he hadn’t expected Yang Yuan to be so blunt.

A Second Tier immortal treasure that can evolve?

He felt skeptical, but as for the Canghai Cyan Flood Dragon Elixir, there was nothing to hide.

"A Beast Elixir—most likely given because they knew I intend to forge a Ninth Grade Immortal Foundation." Xu Yang replied with a faint smile.

Yang Yuan’s eyes narrowed.

The words ’Ninth Grade Immortal Foundation’ pierced him to the core!

He only had a Seventh Grade Immortal Foundation, achieved after exhausting countless resources over the years.

Throughout Black and White Star Heaven, the strongest seems to have just an Eighth Grade Foundation!

If Xu Yang succeeds, for potential, he’ll be unmatched in Black and White Star Heaven.

Even if he doesn’t enter the Immortal Pride List, he’d still have unparalleled talent!

"I hope Mr. Xu can successfully forge a Ninth Grade Immortal Foundation, and bring glory to our sect!"

Yang Yuan bared his teeth in a smile, nodded slightly, turned away.

Xu Yang squinted, watching Yang Yuan disappear from sight, then muttered under his breath, "You’re probably the last person hoping for my success."

His quiet words drifted on the wind.

Xu Yang headed toward Dan Feng Peak.

With this treasure, and the imminent opening of the pulse treasure ground—only Seed Disciples qualify to enter—he had to seize his time for cultivation.

He must strive to achieve ten thousand refines before heading to the Ice and Snow Immortal Palace!

On the other side—

Yang Yuan returned to his cave dwelling, his expression shifting with indecision.

"Xu Yang!"

"If only you didn’t exist, I would be the sect’s first prodigy. After entering the upper sect, all the glory would have been mine alone!"

Yet everything had been disrupted by Xu Yang’s arrival.

Now, he was gradually being overshadowed.

If Xu Yang truly forged a Ninth Grade Immortal Foundation...

"I absolutely cannot let him succeed!"

A fierce glint flashed through Yang Yuan’s eyes, and he closed his eyes to probe his Primordial Spirit.

Within his Primordial Spirit, a scarlet-red mini dagger lay suspended horizontally, about three inches long, thin as a cicada’s wing, its surface inscribed with runic symbols. It seemed to be wrapped in flames, flickering, making the heart tremble!

This was indeed a Second Tier peak immortal treasure.

But it was a most unusual weapon for Primordial Spirit assault!

Fire Shadow Divine Saber!

It possessed terrifying speed, impossible to defend against, and delivered fierce fiery corrosion to the Primordial Spirit.

With his newly attained Celestial Immortal level, wielding this saber, he could easily threaten even someone at Middle Stage of Celestial Immortal if caught unawares.

The Primordial Spirit enshrouded Fire Shadow Divine Saber, nourishing it slowly; a look of pride and excitement surfaced on Yang Yuan’s face.

With this divine saber—like a tiger with wings!