Invincible Divine Sword

Chapter 30: Descendants of the Golden Divine Clan

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As Lin Yong sighed that the mysterious Pharmacist could not be utilized by the Divine Sword Academy.

Chen Yuan suddenly remembered something and said, “Something happened today. It’s said that during today’s lesson, Yang Xiaotian just looked at Sword

Thirteen once and was able to execute it, even reaching the Minor Achievement Realm.”

“Just by looking once he could do it?” Lin Yong shook his head, “You believe such talk?”

He had also heard about this matter, but of course, he didn’t believe it.

The most exceptional Sword Dao Geniuses in the academy couldn’t possibly execute Sword Thirteen after just one look, let alone reaching the Minor Achievement Realm with a single glance.

Chen Yuan thought of when Yang Xiaotian previously mentioned that he could sense the Heaven and Earth Fire within tens of meters, and shook his head, finding the boy’s words at times quite unbelievable.

…

After handling all formalities for the residence, Yang Xiaotian moved in with Luo Qing and the other two.

The house was very large, with over a thousand square meters, more than a dozen rooms, a martial arts training ground, and three courtyards.

However, there was no furniture.

Yang Xiaotian released the Golden Armored Beast from his pocket, toured the residence thoroughly with it, and smiled at the Golden Armored Beast, “Xiao

Jin, from now on, this is our new home.”

The Golden Armored Beast clapped its paws, gesturing with excitement.

Yang Xiaotian then gave three thousand gold to the two Half-Beast People, instructing them to go out and purchase furniture and to buy back a large quantity of Spiritual Medicine.

Once the furniture was bought and arranged, Yang Xiaotian cleaned and tidied up, and the residence looked brand new.

After a busy day, it was already evening.

As Yang Xiaotian passed by Luo Qing’s room, he saw Luo Qing sitting on the floor, leaning against the wall, his eyes dull and lifeless. He couldn’t help but say, “I can restore your cultivation.”

The originally lifeless Luo Qing was shocked upon hearing this, his eyes suddenly brightened, but then dimmed again as he said with a mournful smile, “My Dantian is shattered. Even the Martial Emperor cannot restore it, do you claim to be stronger than the Martial Emperor?”

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If even the Martial Emperor couldn’t repair his Dantian, how could a child?

Yang Xiaotian didn’t speak, but suddenly swung his sword, and a Sword Qi slashed through the air, instantly leaving an astonishing hole in the wall behind Luo Qing.

“Innate Grandmaster Third Level!” Luo Qing sprang up, staring at Yang Xiaotian before him, full of shock.

He never expected the child who bought him today to be a high-level Innate Grandmaster of the Third Level!

The Innate Grandmaster Third Level was nothing to him, but how old was this kid in front of him? Eight years old?

An eight-year-old Innate Grandmaster of the Third Level?

This was utterly astonishing.

“What the Martial Emperor can’t do, I can.” Yang Xiaotian said indifferently. Luo Qing looked at Yang Xiaotian, waves churning in his heart, which was like a dead sea.

“Alright, if you truly can restore my cultivation, my life, Luo Qing, shall be yours,” Luo Qing said in a low, firm voice.

Yang Xiaotian didn’t express agreement or disagreement.

He took out the Wooden Emperor Skill and threw it to Luo Qing, “First memorize this Cultivation Technique, and later sit in the medicinal bathtub in the courtyard to cultivate.”

This Wooden Emperor Skill was left behind in Hong Feng’s cave abode.

This Cultivation Technique, in combination with a specially prepared medicinal bath, could gradually repair Luo Qing’s Dantian.

It was for this reason that he bought Luo Qing.

Otherwise, why would he spend nine thousand gold to buy a broken man?

Once Luo Qing’s Dantian was restored, Yang Xiaotian was confident that within half a year, he could make him break through to the Martial Ancestor Realm.

Yang Xiaotian knew very well what a Martial Ancestor meant in the Divine Sea Country.

Luo Qing flicked through the Wooden Emperor Skill with skepticism, memorized the technique, and then, as Yang Xiaotian had instructed, sat down in the large wooden tub in the center of the courtyard.

The wooden tub was already filled with the medicinal bath that Yang Xiaotian had prepared, for which he sent the two Half-Beast People to purchase a great deal of Spiritual Medicine.

Luo Qing began to circulate the Wooden Emperor Skill.

Soon, he felt a slight warm current surging through his body.

And the warm current grew larger and stronger.

Luo Qing’s heart trembled, overwhelmed with excitement.

It was True Qi!

He was indeed able to gather True Qi once more.

Over the past six months, he had moved like a walking corpse, his heart filled with nothing but endless darkness and despair, but now, he finally saw light and hope.

At this time, Yang Xiaotian returned to his courtyard to concoct the premium Foundation Building Spiritual Liquid.

The Foundation Building Spiritual Liquid, of course, wasn’t for his own use.

Both Half-Beast People were at the peak of the Acquired tenth stage, and Yang Xiaotian needed them to break through to the Innate realm as soon as possible.

With Innate strength, it would be much more convenient for the two to carry out their actions.

However, just in case, Yang Xiaotian concocted several portions more.

Afterward, Yang Xiaotian also chose a set of War God Art to pass on to the two.

Once the War God Art was cultivated, one could possess boundless strength, a body as tough as steel, and even, if cultivated to the utmost limit, sweep across Divine Level opponents.

Under Yang Xiaotian’s guidance, the two swallowed the premium Foundation Building Spiritual Liquids and began to cultivate the War God Art.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaotian did not disturb them and went to the backyard to practice Sword Thirteen.

Sword Thirteen — these lessons were a key part of the final exam; if one managed to cultivate these martial skills to the Perfection Realm by the final exam, they would receive rewards from the academy.

“Sword Rise Wind State!”

As he executed Sword Thirteen again, Yang Xiaotian gained fresh insights.

With each sword he swung, the sword wind boomed.

Each strike seemed ordinary, yet every move contained the variations of the other twelve techniques.

Yang Xiaotian’s movements grew swifter.

He and his sword moved as one, the sword following his movements, and him following the flow of its Sword Qi.

The sword seemed to have become a part of Yang Xiaotian’s body.

He could fluidly execute any move from Sword Thirteen.

He had mastered Sword Thirteen completely.

This was the Great Accomplishment realm!

And for Yang Xiaotian, this was merely his second time practicing Sword Thirteen.

A Minor Achievement on the first attempt, and Great Accomplishment on the second!

Even if Sword Thirteen was just a post-Innate martial skill, this rate of cultivation could only be described as inconceivable.

When Yang Xiaotian finished executing the thirteen moves of the sword, he swung his blade again.

This time, it was not Sword Rise Wind State but directly the third move, Sword Emerge from Universe.

Then, Yang Xiaotian suddenly spun in an unimaginable direction and executed a sweeping strike.

The thirteenth move, Sword Sweeps the Plains!

Afterward, it was the seventh move, the ninth, the first!

Totally chaotic and without sequence.

Yang Xiaotian had forgotten the order of each move.

His swordplay followed only his heart.

Swordplay from the heart!

Where the heart went, so did the sword.

He couldn’t remember how many strikes he had made.

Hours later, when he finally stopped, the sword wind that had formed lingered without dispersing, as if imbued with sentience, it moved with the wind around the courtyard.

Looking at the drifting sword wind, Yang Xiaotian smiled.

The Perfection Realm, finally achieved!

He glanced up at the sky and realized, without noticing, that it had already brightened after his bout of cultivating.

Just then, suddenly, a golden glow surged in the front courtyard.

Yang Xiaotian, startled, quickly walked towards the front courtyard, only to see that both Half-Beast People were swathed in surging golden light, and behind each of them, two tall golden phantoms had appeared.

Looking at the two massive golden phantoms behind them, Yang Xiaotian’s eyes widened in shock; these two Half-Beast People, could they really be descendants of the Ancient Golden Divine Tribe?

Had their cultivation of the War God Art awakened the dormant bloodline of the Ancient Golden Divine Tribe?