Celestial Refining Divine Scripture

The water droplets trembled midair with a buzzing sound, as if they were about to explode at any moment. Under the illumination of the morning light, faint halos flickered within each inch, yet there were simply too many droplets, their radiance intertwining into a glorious, enchanting web of light blanketing the sky above the mountain wilderness.

Whoosh, whoosh!!

The number of water droplets abruptly surged, densely filling the space above and below.

In the next instant.

Xu Yang shot into the sky, brandishing the Fourfold Daluo Saber. His entire figure grew illusory, countless water droplets clustering around him, as if he had become part of them.

Clang!

A piercing saber cry echoed between heaven and earth; all the water droplets now gleamed with spiritual intent, emanating an incomparably sharp and chilling aura.

As the vagueness of the phantom figure swept its blade, all the water droplets churned like a surging ocean, warping and twisting, then in the next instant transformed into a meandering river of glazed light, as fierce as a dragon, hurtling with might toward a certain point among the mountains.

Boom!

A thunderous roar, mountains quaked and earth trembled!

Furious waves surged toward the heavens, scattering in all directions, shattering swathes of ancient trees.

Xu Yang’s body grew solid again. Gazing at the riddled earth below, he fell momentarily into a daze.

"Immortal Slaying Rain?"

"Not yet."

Xu Yang shook his head sharply.

The technique comprehended in one night was not truly Immortal Slaying Rain, merely a saber move derived from some of its mystic essence.

The real Immortal Slaying Rain was far more formidable than this.

"Even so, the power of this strike is nothing to scoff at."

Xu Yang’s face showed a hint of joy.

No matter what, he had finally managed to barely touch upon the surface of the Immortal Slaying Rain.

This one strike alone had profited him immensely.

Whenever he encountered a special environment in the future, he could continue to comprehend it slowly.

These four immortal techniques—none could be rushed.

Thinking it over, Xu Yang still felt a lingering trepidation.

Just this faint glimpse, and it already felt like a brand new and powerful blade art—how terrifying.

With this, Xu Yang was fully satisfied.

He cast a glance at the Celestial Refining Divine Tripod; inside, all the immortal beasts had already been refined, their vast Purest Essence Qi completely absorbed—he was about to reach the Peak of Early-stage True Immortal.

After all, these were all immortal beasts of the Mid-stage Celestial Immortal level, each with abundant essence.

An ordinary person at Peak True Immortal could not absorb even a trace.

Soon, Xu Yang was both absorbing the Purest Essence Qi and making his way back toward the Four Spirits Immortal Mountain.

An hour later, he returned to the Four Spirits Immortal Mountain.

Not long after, the people from the five great clans and sects arrived.

It was still the original five.

This time, upon seeing Xu Yang, they were even more enthusiastic.

Clearly, they had already come to an agreement.

Seeking Xu Yang to perform alchemy was undoubtedly a good thing.

Xu Yang didn’t waste words. Before the five of them, he opened the furnace for alchemy.

And simultaneously started refining three batches of Nine-Turn True Immortal Elixir.

In less than half an hour, he perfectly succeeded with all three furnaces, producing three pills per batch.

This sight utterly shocked the five visitors.

Though they’d expected Xu Yang’s Alchemy Dao talent to be extraordinary and not a deception, seeing with their own eyes such a heaven-defying method left them speechless in awe.

The subsequent proceedings went extremely smoothly.

Their eyes were all red with eagerness.

Among True Immortal Elixirs, the most common in circulation were the third and sixth turn. The nine-turn pills were astonishing, but too difficult—usually only prodigious second-rank Pill Masters could attempt refining them.

Yet their effects weren’t particularly useful to the Celestial Immortal Realm.

All things considered, it was not worth the effort.

Now, Xu Yang had displayed unimaginable power.

At his fingertips!

If there were a large supply of Nine-Turn True Immortal Elixir, it could be foreseen that all True Immortal disciples of the five great clans and sects would have their strength vastly consolidated, even seeing a considerable increase in the chances of breaking through to the Celestial Immortal Realm.

How could they not be thrilled?

Soon, an agreement was reached.

The five great clans and sects would provide the medicinal ingredients, while Xu Yang would do the refining.

According to the standard of three pills per batch, each successful furnace would entitle Xu Yang to one thousand second-grade Immortal Crystals.

Though a thousand wasn’t much, second grade was rare after all.

What Xu Yang sought was a long-term arrangement.

Once the five great clans and sects got a taste of the benefits, they would not give up so easily.

With his current power, spending half a day, he could effortlessly refine dozens of batches; what he’d just shown to the five was actually reserved and restrained.

Tens of thousands of second-grade Immortal Crystals a day—an unbelievably massive sum.

And there were implicit rewards as well, such as the friendship of these five great clans and sects.

After the agreement, the five left behind a sizable amount of ingredients, then departed in haste—they could no longer hold back from reporting today’s events to their higher-ups.

Their attitude towards Xu Yang had to become even more cordial henceforth.

To befriend such a genius Pill Master was too important.

Not to mention, behind him was also a top-tier third-rank Pill Master of Northern Province.

After sending the five away, Xu Yang continued cultivating and refining alchemy at the same time.

As afternoon approached.

While refining, Xu Yang suddenly heard hurried footsteps outside. Maintaining stability in the furnace, he raised his head to look.

"Mr. Xu, something’s happened! Mr. Lin has sent a distress signal!"

"What?"

Xu Yang was startled, then his expression grew grave: "What’s going on?"

"I don’t know, sir. Mr. Lin went to Four Spirits Town earlier, but the distress signal came from halfway there."

"Who would dare attack Lin Lang?"

Xu Yang’s brows knitted tightly.

This is Four Spirits Immortal Mountain, a treasured land of Black Fire Immortal Mountain, known to all.

Bang!

He could no longer care about refining. From within the divine tripod came a dull thud—the herbs instantly shattered, engulfed and transformed into essence qi.

In the next instant, Xu Yang stowed away the divine tripod and flashed out of the room.

"Which direction?"

"That way."

Following the guard’s gesture, Xu Yang soared skyward.

All along the way, Xu Yang kept speculating.

But he truly couldn’t figure out who it could be.

The Yang Family?

Unlikely.

The Yang Family wasn’t that foolish.

Besides, what would be the point of ambushing Lin Lang?

If the Yang Family bore a grudge, it should be against him.

Dozens of heartbeats later.

A bloody scent drifted by, making Xu Yang’s heart sink as he shot forward like lightning.

Soon, traces of heavy combat came into view.

A battered figure was half-kneeling on the ground, body trembling, breathing heavy—it was Lin Lang.

But everywhere else, there wasn’t a second soul.

"Mr. Lin!"

Xu Yang called out cautiously.

At the sound, Lin Lang managed to lift his head with difficulty. Blood stained his lips; though he appeared wretched and covered in injuries, his life was not in danger.

"Warden, go! Leave!"

Lin Lang gritted his teeth and shouted.

"Go? Can you really leave?"

A cold laugh came from all directions. As the words fell, the ground erupted—a slender figure floated forth, stepping through the air, eyes locked on Xu Yang.

The newcomer was dressed in black, wearing a silver mask, his whole being exuding a bone-chilling, icy aura.

His cultivation: Peak of Mid-stage Celestial Immortal.

Feeling that freezing aura, Xu Yang hesitated: "Ice and Snow Immortal Palace?"

But the thought was instantly dismissed.

The people of Ice and Snow Immortal Palace wouldn’t be so reckless, would they?

To launch an open assault on a disciple of Black Fire Immortal Mountain at Four Spirits Immortal Mountain?

Did he think wearing a mask would hide his identity?

Such an aura of icy cold was a blatant sign.

For this reason, he didn’t believe it was the Ice and Snow Immortal Palace.

"Who are you, really?"

Xu Yang narrowed his eyes, his face growing grim.

"Heh, didn’t you already guess?"

The black-clad man sneered, suddenly turning into a bolt of black lightning, unleashing a torrent of cold that swept heaven and earth. With one strike, he conjured a giant icy palm reflecting vast glaciers, slamming toward Xu Yang.

The shocking cold froze the air for hundreds of feet around, the earth quaking, grasses and forests instantly freezing solid.

This man’s power was already infinitely close to the Late Stage of Celestial Immortal.