Some Gains, Spirit Refining Aptitude

Su Qiuzhen couldn't help but fantasize about becoming a Nascent Soul Realm expert, having his father pass on all the family property to him, and being treated with utmost respect by everyone in Tianjin. Even the foreign Seven Gods Church's magic potion cultivators had to give him gifts in order to open a church and spread their faith.

As he was thinking, his thoughts suddenly drifted far away. That cool and comfortable feeling, as if all the beauty in the world was within reach, jolted him awake.

"My mind is unsettled; the gods sense it... I am about to face a life-or-death ordeal!"

In an instant, Su Qiuzhen felt a cold sweat run down his back.

The small, seated soul figure in the center of his brow suddenly opened its eyes, and the twelve-petaled white lotus, representing the completion of the initial stage of spiritual cultivation, burst open with a bang.

Li Xijun, who had already reached within a hundred meters of the other party, suddenly felt as if he was being firmly locked on.

"Hiding your head and showing your tail, die!"

Su Qiuzhen's words, a mixture of relief, resentment, and murderous intent, were not yet finished.

In the darkness, a crimson light and a ghostly blue current flashed simultaneously.

"Sizzle!"

The Blood-Patterned Flying Sword, which had been aimed at the vital points of the brain, deflected.

After rubbing against the nano-protective suit on Li Xijun's right arm, producing a harsh metallic clang,

They disappeared into the stone wall behind them.

"thump!"

Su Qiuzhen, whose head was mostly gone, still had hatred on his face. His body fell heavily onto the bluestone ground, lifeless.

Li Xijun, on the other hand, had already strode forward.

While rummaging through the corpse, he found a piece of silk woven with silver threads.

He uncapped the bottle and aimed it at the space between Su Qiuzhen's eyebrows, the remaining half of her head.

"I'm just giving them a taste of their own medicine."

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A moment later

Li Xijun, who completed his revenge killing, disposed of the body, and even collected the soul—a complete package deal—

After teasing the machines outside as usual, and hiding the moniker drone and nano protective suit, I returned to my home in the main world.

Looking at the spoils of war on the bed, Li Xijun couldn't help but sigh:

"Since ancient times, murder and robbery have been the best way to make a fortune!"

First of all, the least valuable thing to Li Xijun was the four hundred taels of silver he had taken from Deng Gao and Su Qiuzhen.

For the people of the Great Sheng World, this is perhaps the most touching and wonderful thing.

However, Li Xijun had no interest in taking a second look.

I just plan to find some time to throw this money down a sewer.

He has no shortage of silver, so there's no need to spend Deng Gao's and Su Qiuzhen's money. If there are any markings on them, spending them will only cause trouble.

Although Li Xijun also felt that this was an extremely low probability event, he had plenty of money to spare.

Secondly, there's the Soul Bottle, which can be considered half a magical artifact.

Generally speaking, when a cultivator at the Concentration Realm dies, their soul will definitely be damaged, leaving them with almost no consciousness.

If we further obliterate the soul and will within it using the "Emptiness View of the Unborn Savior Mother,"...

It will become a relatively pure spiritual resource, and absorbing it can significantly strengthen the spiritual soul.

However, Li Xijun had no interest in such things.

His talent in the art of spiritual cultivation surpasses even his talent in martial arts, and he has no shortage of resources for nourishing spiritual incense. He would never absorb or devour the souls of others.

"However, I remember that a cultivator's soul can be used as nourishment for magical artifacts."

"I wonder if Su Qiuzhen's flying sword is a magical artifact or a magic treasure?"

Li Xijun grasped the peach wood sword, which looked to be about the size of his palm.

After attempting to communicate through spirit...

As expected, it was easy to establish an initial connection with the flying sword.

He successfully infused it with the divine soul power he had just cultivated in the Concentration Realm.

In the blink of an eye,

What initially appeared to be a decorative peach wood sword now reveals the sharp nature of the Bloodstained Sword.

And with Li Xijun's control, it easily expanded into the size of a short sword.

"go!"

With a thought, Li Xijun's flying sword instantly cleaved the dumbbell he used for physical training in the corner of the room in two.

"This speed far surpasses that of an apprentice with a Qi and Blood level of 9.0; cutting through steel is a piece of cake for him."

"No wonder the book says that a cultivator at the Lesser Completion of the Spirit Condensation Realm can kill a martial artist at the Greater Completion of the Tendon and Bone Realm as easily as killing a chicken."

"Unfortunately, this flying sword can only be considered a high-grade magical artifact, not a true magic treasure..."

Li Xijun was somewhat disappointed, but she had already prepared herself mentally.

After all, if this flying sword were truly a magical artifact,

His nano-protective suit was probably shattered by a single sword strike, and his right arm was severed on the spot.

Moreover, if one wants to nourish a treasure like a magic weapon, the meager spiritual power of a mere Nascent Soul cultivator wouldn't even be enough to fill a tooth gap.

Li Xijun had only tried to activate the magical flying sword for a dozen seconds when he felt his soul was being drained.

This is because he was born with a high level of spiritual power, and he also "constricted" himself from the Great Sheng World, raising the level of spiritual power of his divine soul origin to the extreme.

An ordinary cultivator who has just broken through to the Condensation Realm, let alone wielding a flying sword, would have his soul power depleted and faint on the spot if his magic weapon were to absorb anything.

"As expected, only cultivators at the Mind Condensation Realm can truly control flying swords after achieving minor success."

"However, the previous events involving the Mythical Rift and the Blood God Cult still prove that this world is not safe."

"Even if this flying sword can only be used for a short time, it can still be used as a trump card when encountering real danger."

After thinking about it, Li Xijun decided to put the flying sword in her schoolbag when she went to and from school.

If they were to encounter real danger, I doubt the enemies of this world would ever imagine that a flying sword would fly out of a student's backpack.

With her mood becoming increasingly cheerful, Li Xijun finally focused her attention on the main event.

He took a deep breath and unfolded the silk cloth woven with silver threads.

Sure enough, I saw densely packed scriptures and a visualization of twenty-four white lotuses in full bloom on it.

He sensed it with his divine soul power and felt as if the white lotus was imprinted in his mind, conveying its true meaning:

Clear and bright!

Pure!

Annihilation!

This is in stark contrast to the "Pine and Cypress of Cold Mountain" painting that Li Xijun had previously practiced.

This made Li Xijun truly feel the huge difference between the mid-grade conception with its special characteristics and the low-grade conception with its blank attributes.

Furthermore, there was also a visualization technique accompanying it, which could attack and kill the soul, but Li Xijun's cultivation level was too low, and he was unable to understand its profound meaning.

This prompted him to take out the incense for nourishing his spirit without hesitation, light it, and immediately begin to focus on cultivating the "Twenty-Four Grades of White Lotus Crossing the Netherworld Diagram".

The difficulty of practicing the "Twenty-Four White Lotus Crossing the Netherworld" painting is indeed much greater than that of the "Cold Mountain Pine and Cypress" painting.

Li Xijun cultivated until midnight before finally managing to visualize the nineteen petals of the white lotus.

This gave him a rare burst of fighting spirit, even though he had previously visualized "Cold Mountain Pine and Cypress" so easily.

"Not bad. Although it is a bit difficult, and it will probably take a few more hours to complete the visualization, the efficiency is definitely on a different level. One session is equivalent to three or four sessions before."

As one of the incense sticks went out, and seeing that it was getting late, Li Xijun contentedly lay back down on the bed and went back to sleep.