I Can Merge Techniques

"Crystalization and Solidification..." Chu Fan muttered to himself, extending the index finger of his right hand and lightly tapping the Sword of Sand before him.

A single grain of sand separated from the sword’s body, floating delicately before his fingertip, perfectly positioned.

With a thought from Chu Fan!

In an instant, the insignificant grain of sand suddenly flickered with a faint, mysterious glow, as if something inside it was being ignited and restructured.

Right before Chu Fan’s eyes, its originally round shape began to change drastically. It quickly became sharp and angular, its entire body emitting a cold luster like metal and Crystal Stone, resembling a meticulously carved miniature diamond—dazzling to behold!

Chu Fan reached out with his right hand, gently pinching the crystalized grain of sand between his index finger and thumb, and gave it a light squeeze.

An unimaginably hard sensation traveled up from his fingertips. With his Finger Force, enhanced by the Vajra Undying Body, he actually felt a distinct resistance.

CRACK!

With a faint, crisp sound, the edges of the Crystal Sand were crushed, but the grain of sand itself remained completely intact, its core undamaged!

’Such astonishing hardness!’ A glint of joy flashed in Chu Fan’s eyes. The force from his fingers suddenly surged; he was no longer holding back!

This time, he used nearly seventy percent of his strength, determined to test its limit!

CRACK!

The sound this time was deeper and more muffled. The incredibly hard, crystalized grain of sand was finally, completely crushed into an even finer powder between his two fingers!

To put it in perspective, with his current Finger Force, he could easily crush refined steel and shatter stone tablets!

A sharp glint flashed in Chu Fan’s eyes, and he was inwardly stunned. Without further hesitation, his right palm, as gentle as a lover’s caress, lightly swept across the body of the massive Sword of Sand.

...

HUMMMMM!

The next moment, a truly awe-inspiring scene suddenly unfolded!

The tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands, of sand grains that formed the greatsword seemed to obey a single, unseen command. They scrambled over one another, surging as they began to crystalize at a frantic pace, a transformation clearly visible to the naked eye!

A mysterious, cold light flowed over the sword’s body. Each grain of sand seemed imbued with Spirituality as its once-loose structure was rebuilt layer by layer on a microscopic level. Sharp edges formed, containing their cold glint within.

The greatsword, once formed from flowing sand, had transformed from a pile of loose grains into a Supreme Divine Weapon, shimmering with a cold, crystalline luster and hinting at a deadly edge!

Chu Fan exhaled softly, fine beads of sweat forming on his forehead.

To crystalize such a massive amount of sand in one go had been a significant drain on the Primordial Qi in his body!

But his gaze only grew brighter, shimmering with a sharp, unconcealable light.

Primordial Qi could be slowly recovered once consumed, but the crystalization of these sand grains was a permanent transformation!

This meant that from now on, he possessed a supreme, indestructible weapon that could change its form at will!

Chu Fan casually plucked a crystalized grain of sand from the sword’s body. He rolled it between his fingertips, feeling its cold, hard sheen under the lamplight, then casually flicked it.

SWISH!

A sound, nearly inaudible yet irresistibly sharp, cut through the air as the grain of Crystal Sand vanished on the spot, like a black bolt of lightning.

On the wooden door in the distance, a small, incredibly smooth hole, as fine as the point of a needle, had silently appeared.

The edges of the hole were perfectly clean and smooth, without the slightest splinter, as if pierced by a true Supreme Divine Weapon—a work of masterful craftsmanship.

Chu Fan nodded in satisfaction and gave his palm a gentle wave.

The Crystalized Greatsword, its light now fully contained, immediately let out a low hum, nimbly flew into the air, and landed steadily behind him.

The hilt came to rest just over his shoulder, the blade angled toward the heavens, giving him an imposing aura.

At first glance, he looked as if he were carrying an ancient, heavy greatsword on his back. His posture was ramrod straight and majestic, and an invisible, oppressive aura emanated from him!

And so, "carrying" this "greatsword" made of countless grains of crystalized Poisonous Sand, Chu Fan slowly pushed open the door. He felt the cool night breeze of the courtyard wash over his face, then strode briskly toward the moonlit Martial Arts Arena.

...

Night had fallen. Cool moonlight poured down like quicksilver, blanketing the vast Martial Arts Arena of the Seven Stars Gang Headquarters and coating everything in a hazy, solemn, and chilly glow.

The air was filled with a mixture of the sharp whistle of weapons cutting the wind and the deep thunder of fists and feet tearing through the air, weaving together a symphony of power, sweat, and cultivation.

In a corner of the Martial Arts Arena, Zhao Tianxing’s stance was as steady as a boulder, his feet rooted to the ground as if one with the earth. Every time he drew his longbow, it was like a full moon hanging in the sky, the string pulled taut to the breaking point.

His eyes were slightly closed, his mind completely immersed in the profound Mental Realm of the Moon Eclipse Arrow technique, lost to the world around him.

Before the arrow even left the string, a cold and sharp killing intent had already locked firmly onto the bullseye of a refined iron target a hundred meters away. The aura was bone-chillingly cold, as if it could devour all surrounding light.

On the other side of the arena, a graceful figure danced under the moonlight, yet a thick, blood-red Evil Qi swirled around her, creating a stark contrast.

Li Qingxue wielded a slender Long Saber, practicing the Nine Tribulations Blood Prison Saber taught by Chu Fan with complete focus.

Though her movements were as light and graceful as a celestial fairy’s, the flashes from her saber were incomparably domineering, carrying a world-ending power.

With every slash, it was as if countless vengeful spirits were roaring and wailing in the air. Streaks of crimson saber light carved arcs under the moon that were as tragically beautiful as they were lethal, striking fear into the heart of any observer.

Not far off, Cyan Snake Xiaobai, Mo Yunzi, Jiang Yuanfan, and the others were also training hard, sweat pouring from their brows.

The Saber Technique they practiced was equally fierce and domineering. Their strikes rumbled like thunder, and starlight flickered within the flashes of their blades—it was the very technique Chu Fan had derived from the Nine Tribulations Blood Prison Saber.