Devouring Soul Emperor

"Huh, not bad, Chu Qingyun. You actually have a Storage Ring."

Mu Xiaoxiao said with some surprise upon seeing the sudden appearance of the Primordial Spirit Liquid.

Chu Qingyun smiled without a word, picked up the jade box, and chugged down two large mouthfuls of the Primordial Spirit Liquid.

He could reveal the Storage Ring, but his Devouring Power was something he absolutely could not expose. That was why Chu Qingyun had no choice but to consume it this way.

Mu Xiaoxiao, however, was left a little speechless.

Even for someone in her Celestial Spirit Realm, she only drank small sips when refining Primordial Spirit Liquid. She had never seen anyone like Chu Qingyun, who directly chugged two large mouthfuls.

After the Primordial Spirit Liquid entered his mouth, Chu Qingyun couldn’t be bothered to use his meridians to slowly refine it.

He directly communicated with his Devouring Martial Soul, mobilizing a stream of Devouring Power to envelop all the Primordial Spirit Liquid. He then used the Devouring Martial Soul to rapidly refine it into Primordial Liquid.

As Chu Qingyun began to cultivate, Mu Xiaoxiao, despite being curious about the two treasures, knew better than to disturb him.

With a wave of her small hand, she also took out several boxes of Primordial Spirit Liquid from her Storage Ring and said to Dai, "Dai, you should try again too. See if you can break through to the Celestial Spirit Realm. I’ll act as a protector for you both."

Dai nodded, enveloped some of the Primordial Spirit Liquid with his Primordial Power, consumed it, and began to cultivate.

The two large mouthfuls of Primordial Spirit Liquid weren’t enough to fill the last bit of space in his Qi Sea, so Chu Qingyun chugged two more and continued refining.

After four large gulps, more than half of the Primordial Spirit Liquid in the jade box was gone.

"This guy’s speed at refining Primordial Spirit Liquid is insane. He’s a freak..." Mu Xiaoxiao, who was beside him, couldn’t help but mutter.

However, she didn’t overthink it.

It’s a big world, full of wonders. People born with naturally robust meridians did indeed cultivate faster than the average person.

After another two mouthfuls of Primordial Spirit Liquid were refined, his Qi Sea was finally full.

Chu Qingyun was already incredibly skilled at compressing and condensing Primordial Liquid. With the help of his powerful Soul Power, it took him only about five minutes to successfully break through.

When he opened his eyes, a smile appeared on his face.

’The breakthrough was a success. I’m a Level 5 Martial Spirit now!’

"Hey, Chu Qingyun, what’s the big rush? Why were you in such a hurry to cultivate the moment you sat down?" Mu Xiaoxiao asked from the side, a little displeased.

She had been thinking about those two treasures the whole time.

While waiting for Chu Qingyun to cultivate, her heart felt itchy, as if a kitten were scratching it, but she knew she shouldn’t disturb him.

"Uh, after the battle, I suddenly had an urge to cultivate. I felt like I could definitely break through this time," Chu Qingyun said after a moment’s hesitation.

At the same time, he was sighing inwardly.

’As a Level 7 Martial Spirit, of course Mu Xiaoxiao wouldn’t understand the frustration of being a mere Level 4 Martial Spirit when everyone around you is Level 6 or 7...’

Dai was still cultivating.

But at Mu Xiaoxiao’s urging, Chu Qingyun paid him no mind and took out the blood-colored sphere and the scroll he had obtained in the pavilion.

Mu Xiaoxiao took the sphere and fiddled with it for a while, but she had no idea what it was for. She even dripped a drop of blood on it, but it was useless; the blood simply trickled down the sphere’s surface.

"What is this? Is it just a useless ball?"

As she spoke, Mu Xiaoxiao took the blood-colored sphere and smashed it hard against a nearby rock twice. As a result, the rock shattered...

Chu Qingyun also picked up the blood-colored sphere and studied it for a while, but he was just as baffled. He had no idea what it was, only a faint feeling that it was no ordinary item.

Helpless, the two could only give up for now.

Just then, Mu Xiaoxiao snatched the scroll and said with a grin, "Chu Qingyun, the useless ball is yours, and the scroll is mine!"

"This..."

Chu Qingyun hesitated for a moment, then gave a wry smile and said helplessly, "As you wish. But you have to let me see the scroll."

This time, if Mu Xiaoxiao hadn’t defeated Shen Lang, Chu Qingyun would have had to put in a great deal of effort to get the items. So, he let her choose.

Mu Xiaoxiao unrolled the scroll, and the two began to read from the top.

The scroll and the characters on it were made of some unknown material. Even after two thousand years, they still looked incredibly clear, as if they had been written just two days ago.

As they read, looks of shock appeared in both of their eyes.

This scroll was neither a Secret Technique nor a Secret Manual. Instead, it was like a collection of random thoughts, something the supreme expert in the pavilion had casually written down before his death.

The beginning of the scroll, the earliest part written, contained the supreme expert’s personal insights and understanding of Sword Intent.

The few hundred words captivated both Chu Qingyun and Mu Xiaoxiao.

An expert of that caliber likely had a mastery of the Sword Dao that surpassed the Intention Realm. Although what he wrote didn’t specifically point to any single type of Sword Intent, every word was insightful and struck at the very core of the matter.

As Chu Qingyun read, he felt as if he had returned to the time he practiced the Thunder Sword in the Illusion Realm. Sparks of thunder began to crackle around his body.

Meanwhile, snowflakes began to drift around Mu Xiaoxiao’s body, creating an exceptionally strange sight.

Chu Qingyun’s cultivation in the way of the sword had always relied entirely on a single Thunder Sword Manual, which he used to train and figure things out on his own.

Sword Momentum, Sword Qi—he had cultivated them all through sheer effort, without any guidance.

Only the Thunder Sword, a move that touched upon Thunder Sword Intent, was cultivated under the guidance of the senior who had erased the final Chapter of the Thunder Sword Manual.

But reading the musings and insights of a senior expert like this was like having someone teach him directly.

Under these circumstances, Chu Qingyun felt a sudden enlightenment. Many of his previous doubts and confusions were instantly resolved, and his understanding of the Sword Dao improved dramatically.

As for Mu Xiaoxiao, although she didn’t lack guidance, she had no one who had reached this senior’s Realm.

Moreover, she had been stuck on Sword Qi for a long time and had never been able to grasp the basics of Sword Intent. Now, thanks to this opportunity, she seemed to have finally crossed the threshold into Sword Intent.

After reading a while longer, Chu Qingyun’s heart and mind became completely immersed in understanding Thunder Sword Intent. Skillfully and subconsciously, his mind connected with the Light Card, and his consciousness entered the Illusion Realm.

Blue skies, white clouds, and lush green grass.

Chu Qingyun appeared out of thin air. A flash of light streamed from his hand, and the Earth Seal Sword materialized as he began to swing it.

This time, Chu Qingyun’s eyes remained closed. His heart and mind were still immersed in the meaning of those few hundred words, and he swung his sword unconsciously.

One swing after another.

Practice and comprehension gradually merged. Chu Qingyun’s understanding of Thunder Sword Intent, especially regarding his self-created Thunder Sword, grew deeper and deeper.