Meng Ru Jiang Nan Yan Yu

Chapter 122 Cultivating the God-Slaying Blade

"Master, are you alright!"

"Ling Fan brother, what's wrong with you?"

Liang Hutou and Liu Xiran immediately asked with anxious concern.

Ling Fan waved his hand and said, "It's nothing. Xing Hezi wanted to swallow me, but I swallowed him instead!"

As soon as he said this, Liang Hutou and Ji Hong were all stunned into immobility.

It was indeed so!

This was simply incredible.

He even swallowed the spiritual body of a quasi-king. Was there anything in this world he couldn't do?

"I need to go into seclusion in the ruins for a while. You will be automatically expelled from the ruins after seven days. During this time, you can stay in the ruins to cultivate and recover from your injuries," Ling Fan instructed.

"Yes!" Liang Hutou bowed respectfully.

"This is for you." Ling Fan flicked his fingers, and one-fifth of the Blood Spirit Fruit fell into Liang Hutou's hand. Another one-fifth of the Blood Spirit Fruit fell into Ji Hong's hand. Both of them were stunned into immobility as they looked at the Blood Spirit Fruit in their hands! Liang Hutou's lips trembled, too excited to speak. Ling Fan had actually given them so much of such a precious treasure. Feeling the terrifying power contained within the piece of Blood Spirit Fruit in his hand, Liang Hutou was even confident that he could refine it and advance to the Heavenly Yuan realm! "This is too valuable... Thank... Thank you, Master!" Liang Hutou stammered, not knowing how to flatter him. Ji Hong simply and roughly bowed deeply to Ling Fan. "No need," Ling Fan waved his hand indifferently. "If you two hadn't blocked those people earlier, even I might have been in some danger. This is what you deserve. I, Ling, have always rewarded merit and punished demerit. I never hesitate to reward those who have contributed. Hurry up and go heal your injuries." "Yes, yes! Yes!" Liang Hutou nodded with immense joy. "Ling Fan brother, my elder brother..." Liu Xiran pouted, her crystal-clear tears welling up in her eyes, looking pitiful. "Don't worry, your elder brother can still be saved. He still has a trace of consciousness left. However, how much he can recover depends on his own willpower." "Thank you, Ling Fan brother!" Liu Xiran said excitedly. "Miss Liu the Second, let's withdraw first and not disturb Master." Liang Hutou led Liu Xiran and Ji Hong out of the palace respectfully. The vast and dilapidated palace was once again silent. Ling Fan sat cross-legged on the five-colored altar. In his mind, his spiritual power had reached a state of turmoil, nearing loss of control. "How to refine Xing Hezi's spiritual body..." Ideas flashed through Ling Fan's mind. Since Liu Ke's physical body was available, why not split off a portion of his spiritual power and cultivate an external body? Cultivate the Undying Demonic Soul Art from the Demonic Realm? He had already cultivated the Demonic Eye of the Demonic Realm. If he were to cultivate the Undying Demonic Soul Art, this peerless profound art, the combined power would be astonishing. However, Ling Fan did not intend to completely follow the demonic path, so he rejected this idea. Thoughts flashed through his mind. Suddenly, Ling Fan shook his head and smiled. How could he have forgotten this! Among the thirty-six Sky-Peering Techniques he had created himself, wasn't there a profound technique for spiritual power? The ninth of the thirty-six Sky-Peering Techniques, God-Slaying Saber! This profound technique was said to slay gods, souls, demons, ghosts, devils, immortals, and gods! Anything that existed separately from a physical body, be it a divine soul, could be slain! Moreover, the God-Slaying Saber could not only slay others. It could also slay oneself. By self-slaying divine intent, one could split, strengthen, and expand one's divine intent, which was heaven-defying. Having made up his mind, Ling Fan began to use the spiritual power of Xing Hezi's spiritual body to cultivate the God-Slaying Saber. ... Outside the ruins. With a flash of intense light, a group of powerful figures were thrown out of the gate tower in a sorry state. Elder Han and the others could still maintain a semblance of dignity and were not thrown too badly. However, many, such as Xiong Kuang, Xiong Daying, and Luo Qi, were thrown out with bruised faces and dusty appearances. "Damn it! That Blood Spirit Fruit must have fallen into the hands of that trash Ling Fan." "That is the hope of becoming a Heavenly Yuan realm martial arts master! I must get it!" "Hmph, I don't believe this Ling Fan can hide in there forever! As soon as he leaves the ruins, without the power of the grand formation, he's just a dead dog in front of me. Let's see what waves he can make!" The powerful figures had no intention of leaving. Even Elder Han and Chu Tiange did not intend to leave so easily. After all, the Blood Spirit Fruit was of great importance. Whoever obtained this Blood Spirit Fruit had a ninety-nine percent chance of creating a Heavenly Yuan realm martial arts master. There were only a handful of martial arts masters in the entire Tianchu Province. A new martial arts master could change the power structure of Tianchu Province. ... One day passed. Two days passed. ... A group of powerful figures guarded the ruins outside. This unusual phenomenon attracted the attention of the entire Xingsha City, and even powerful figures from nearby cities rushed to the scene. ... At this moment, inside the ruins. In the vast and dilapidated palace, Ling Fan still sat cross-legged, motionless. However, a wisp of divine intent quietly spread from within him, gradually extending. Ten meters. Twenty meters. Thirty meters. Fifty meters... One hundred meters! Any movement within a hundred meters could not escape Ling Fan's divine intent. Divine intent, accomplished! Moreover, the divine intent condensed by ordinary martial artists who stepped into the Heavenly Yuan realm master could only extend thirty to fifty meters at most, nowhere near Ling Fan's level. After an unknown amount of time passed, Ling Fan suddenly opened his eyes. At this instant, a three-inch-long small saber, as crystal clear as divine jade, shot out from his brow. It seemed to have no power at all, yet if any Heavenly Yuan realm master dared to release their divine intent in front of Ling Fan, they would be instantly annihilated! God-Slaying Saber, accomplished. In the future, as Ling Fan's strength grew, the power of the God-Slaying Saber would also rise, becoming more and more terrifying. ... "It's time to cultivate the Five Elements Meridian Opening Art." Ling Fan looked at the five-colored earth altar beneath him, his eyes revealing a hint of anticipation. His current cultivation seemed to be progressing slowly, but once the Five Elements Meridian Opening Art was perfected and he laid down this incredibly solid martial arts foundation, his future cultivation would have no bottlenecks, advancing by leaps and bounds! Within Ling Fan's body, the Samsara Divine Cauldron slowly floated out, and an unparalleled suction force erupted. The social and state land, flowing with five-colored light, gradually faded, as if all its essence had been drawn out. And at the bottom of the Samsara Divine Cauldron, drops of five-colored essence accumulated more and more... Ling Fan swallowed the five-colored earth essence drop by drop. Soon, the meridians within Ling Fan's body, which had been dormant for a long time, began to become active. The forty-eight meridians of gold, water, wood, and fire seemed to resonate, and strange light interwove. And deep within Ling Fan's physical body, twelve earth-attribute meridians were rapidly opened... ... Seven days passed.