Longevity by Grinding Skills

The Spiritual Qi scrambled to converge from all directions, forcibly stripped from the plants and rocks and pulled from the flowing Earth Qi. In an instant, an immense vortex of Spiritual Qi formed before Lu Chuan, so dense it couldn’t be dispersed, shimmering with the hue of Cyan Jade.

The vortex spun rapidly, radiating immense pressure, as if Lu Chuan held a continuously rotating Gravity Core in his hand, siphoning the world’s Primordial Power.

This was the Xuanqing Decree True Method. When cultivated to the Perfection Realm, it allowed one to command the Heaven and Earth Essence Qi for their own use, following the path of the King’s Dao. If Lu Chuan could complete the Ritual and receive the Fruit Position...

...then he would possess true Law Commanding True Words, a Mouth Containing Celestial Decree.

He intended to command the Power of Heaven and Earth with this majestic, righteous might, forcibly suppressing and obliterating the blindingly sharp aura that was rapidly approaching from afar.

Beside them, Zhang Qiaoluo moved almost at the exact same moment as Lu Chuan.

Unlike Lu Chuan, she didn’t draw upon the grand power of heaven and earth; instead, her presence abruptly became exceedingly eerie and dangerous.

The aura she had been reining in erupted from her. A deep, gloomy power spread out, so bone-chilling it felt as though it could freeze the soul, causing Sun Yue, who was standing nearby, to instinctively take half a step back.

Her slender, pale fingers flew through a series of Seal Techniques as she softly chanted a profound and abstruse Spell.

From her fingertips, a pitch-black, viscous liquid materialized and began to drip, each drop weighing over a thousand pounds.

Sun Yue exclaimed in astonishment, "Profound Nether Heavy Water?"

Profound Nether Heavy Water wasn’t condensed from ordinary Gui Water. It was forged from the Nine Nether Extremely Cold Qi. A single drop could bore through solid rock, and it contained a malicious power that extinguished all Vitality.

It was also a prerequisite for initiating the Ritual of the Profound Vagina Transformation of Ghost Soul Sutra to receive the Profound Vagina Dao Fruit.

Only by condensing Profound Nether Heavy Water could one begin to summon the Fruit Position.

At this thought, Sun Yue’s perspective shifted in an instant.

’Zhang Qiaoluo must be preparing to claim her Fruit Position.’

The next moment, as she completed the Spell, she flicked out more than a dozen drops of the Profound Nether Heavy Water.

WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

The pitch-black droplets didn’t shoot directly toward the source of the Sword Intent. Instead, they hovered eerily around her, spinning rapidly.

With each rotation, they sent out waves of energy visible to the naked eye, like inky ripples on a pond.

Xu Yunfan, watching from the side, saw it all clearly. He felt a sinister chill shoot up his spine.

He couldn’t help but gasp internally.

’That damned woman... just how many people did she kill to master this Divine Technique?’

’That wasn’t water. It was a tangible assault of cold, venomous Divine Souls.’

"Profound Vagina, dark and deep, with slaughtered souls as sacrifice!"

Zhang Qiaoluo’s eyes turned into bottomless pools as she uttered the core of the Spell.

HUMMM!

The dozen-odd drops of Profound Nether Heavy Water violently collapsed inward, instantly condensing into a profound black bead the size of a walnut. It was as black as ink and radiated a terrifying gravitational pull.

The Profound Vagina Soul-Slaying Bead.

The moment the bead formed, a lethal killing intent aimed at the very Origin of the soul expanded wildly. Silent and traceless, yet impossibly swift, it shot toward the sharp aura.

The formless Soul Slaying Power of the Profound Vagina Transformation of Ghost Soul Sutra, perfectly fused with the sheer physical destructive force of the supremely cold and turbid Profound Nether Heavy Water, was the ultimate killing blow for a Primordial Spirit.

At the entrance to the valley, a figure finally appeared.

𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

It was Ye Yuan.

His face was like Cold Iron, his eyes like stars. Dressed in snow-white robes unstained by dust, he stood as tall and straight as a solitary peak.

Facing Lu Chuan’s swirling vortex of Imperial Decree Pure Qi, which commanded the grand powers of heaven and earth and seemed powerful enough to crush space itself; and facing Zhang Qiaoluo’s Profound Vagina Soul-Slaying Bead, condensed from the essence of Profound Nether Heavy Water and capable of freezing and annihilating a Divine Soul—his handsome face showed no trace of emotion. Even his gaze remained utterly unchanged.

He merely performed the simplest of actions, a move taught in even the most basic Sword Technique.

He raised his hand and thrust.

The sword was merely a simple and unadorned Iron Sword.

But the moment Ye Yuan raised his hand, the Iron Sword instantly came to life.

He clearly spoke four words, his voice like a proclamation from the nine heavens.

"Shaking Light, Divides the Sea."

ZING!

The cry of the sword was so piercingly clear it seemed capable of shattering eardrums, like the resonance of countless blades vibrating at once.

A terrifying Sword Intent erupted from Ye Yuan. It was magnificent yet tyrannical, pressing forward relentlessly, capable of severing all things in existence, both tangible and intangible.

Its presence was glorious, its might awe-inspiring—a power before which All Evil is Beaten Away and the Ten Thousand Laws bow in submission.

Xu Yunfan’s expression changed instantly.

’Ye Yuan comprehends Fierce Sword Intent. Although it’s different from Ancestral Master Chunyang’s No Return Sword Intent, it is just as unyielding, demanding the ultimate sacrifice.’

The moment he struck, a vast and boundless Sword Dao Anomaly faintly materialized in the void behind him.

Seven colossal Sword Soul Stars, each with a unique form, hung high in the center of the heavens like the Big Dipper. The star representing the "Shaking Light" position, in particular, was blazing with boundless radiance, as if the immense power of the entire star river was being channeled into the Iron Sword in Ye Yuan’s hand.

This was the ultimate external manifestation of the Sword Dao he cultivated: the Phecda Star Pivot Sword Spirit Profound True Scripture.

Sword Spirit Profound: drawing upon the power of the stars and making it one’s own.

Lu Chuan’s vortex of Imperial Decree Pure Qi, which had gathered hundreds of feet of Spiritual Qi—a terrifying force that would render a Late-Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator helpless—seemed to have met its absolute counter before Ye Yuan’s simple thrust, Shaking Light Divides the Sea.

Though launched second, the formless Sword Intent struck first, piercing with absolute precision into the vortex’s core operational node—a nexus constructed from countless Rules and Laws.

POP!

Like a soap bubble being popped.

The massive, mountain-heavy vortex of Spiritual Qi struggled and twisted violently for a moment, then let out a piteous whine, unable to bear the strain.

The Decree of Heaven and Earth’s Rules, the very foundation of its immense power, had been severed and shattered at its root by the Sword Qi of Shaking Light Divides the Sea.

The Spiritual Qi, which had been forcibly bound and gathered, was now free from the Decree’s constraint. It instantly spiraled out of control, erupting in a chaotic blast that transformed into countless turbulent streams of energy, which then exploded violently in front of Lu Chuan.

Before Lu Chuan could even react, he felt as if he’d been struck by a Heavy Hammer. He let out a muffled groan as a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. His body was sent flying backward by the powerful backlash, slamming hard into the side of a mountain and causing cracks to spiderweb in all directions.

His vaunted Xuanqing Divine Sky Decree True Method, capable of commanding Pure Qi, had been fundamentally broken by a single sword strike.

At the same time, Zhang Qiaoluo’s silent, soul-devouring Profound Vagina Soul-Slaying Bead arrived within a foot of Ye Yuan.

The terrifying chill that could freeze the soul and the Soul Slaying Power that could rend a Divine Soul had already enveloped Ye Yuan completely.

However, the formless Sword Qi of Shaking Light Divides the Sea did not cease. As if possessing a life of its own, it trembled slightly, and a severing intent—one capable of splitting rivers and parting seas—surged forth once more.

SHHNK!

Like the most fragile crystal, the pitch-black bead that condensed both Profound Nether Heavy Water and Soul Slaying Power was perfectly sliced through the center by a nearly invisible, distorted line of light.

The Soul-Slaying Bead, now split in two, did not explode. Instead, its every trace of sinister cold, heavy turbidity, and even its venomous aura was instantly disintegrated by that fierce, unyielding power.

The two halves of the black substance were silently annihilated, dissipating into faint wisps of smoke before vanishing completely.