The Eternal Soaring Sword

Chapter 11 - No Time in the Mountains

The smile of the plain-clothed woman disappeared, returning to her normal calmness, when she saw that the flood dragon would try a desperate struggle. He didn't make any big moves, he just gently swung his sword. Rays of light shot out like lightning from the Purple Abyss.

The inner core that was spat out by the flood dragon changed and began to glow. He was prepared to inject all of his spirit power into the inner core to launch a fatal blow. It was extremely difficult for spirit beasts to purify the core, and when they refined it, they would not casually take it out. 

Because losing one's inner core means losing all of your cultivation. If not for the fact that his tail had been cut off and he was enraged, the flood dragon would not have been so rash.

A shocking scene happened! The flood dragon surged its spirit power and the light from the Purple Abyss approached like lightning. In the blink of an eye, the sword light approached the dragon's head and cut off the flood dragon's upper body. There was no blood, everything was frozen.

The eyes of the dead flood dragon lost color and its body fell into the pond below. The plain-clothed woman waved her sleeve and the core within the flood dragon flew towards her. Now that it had lost the source of spirit power, the inner core no longer shone like before.

Zhao Jiugu's eyes almost fell from what he had just seen. Just one strike to kill the flood dragon! This woman is too strong. The flood dragon could do nothing before he was killed and its core dimmed. Like fireworks that glowed just before disappearing.

The surface of the pond had dropped drastically and the surrounding cliff sides had all become ruins. Due to the sword energy beam, the top of the waterfall was cut off and caused the waterfall to split apart.

Zhao Jiuge stared dumbfoundedly around him. He admired the woman's cultivation but at the same time he became determined. No matter how long it took or how difficult his path was, he would surpass him! The young man's eyes were filled with determination and stubbornness.

The plain-clothed woman put away the core and the pink-clothed woman quickly put away the body of the flood dragon. Flood dragon tendons can be used to create magical treasures.

“Senior sister Bo Re, we are really lucky to find a flood dragon that has purified the core.” The lady in pink sighed as she thought of her own core. In rank four, although there was hope of forming his newborn soul, the chances were slim. He looked at his sister and sighed.

“I have been cultivating since childhood and wholeheartedly pursuing the path of cultivation so that I can live forever with heaven and earth. Regardless of what happens this time, even if I don't progress, I will do everything I can to improve my core so that I can go further in the future. The words of the plainclothed woman were cold. Only when talking about cultivation would there be a slight fluctuation in his heart.

“Senior Brother Bo Re, let's quickly return to Master. If we wait too long, the inner core of the flood dragon will lose its effect.” The lady in pink clothes thought about how far this arrogant woman would go in the world of cultivation.

And if he could not form his newborn soul, he would only live a few hundred years longer than a human before he died as if it were all a dream. Although humans only lived for about 100 years, at least it would be short and happy. They did not need to worry about cultivation and did not live in constant danger.

Although cultivators were long-lived, they spent all their time cultivating and were unable to enjoy the world. Thinking of this, the lady in pink clothes could help but lose interest.

The plain-clothed woman gently nodded and then jumped back into the dragon boat. He subconsciously looked at the young man and was a little surprised that he remained on the cliff after all that had happened. He noticed from the fluctuations of his spirit power that he was at the — Blood Movement Realm he was actually a cultivator.

At this moment, the young man was no longer stiff and timid. His back was straight and there was a stubborn mark in his calm eyes. His expression was very firm.

Seeing the fortitude and stubbornness of the young man, for some reason, he lost focus for a moment. He shook his head and did not think too much about it as he drove the dragon boat and disappeared behind the horizon.

During the days he spent cultivating in the cold pond, cold energy entered his body and became spiritual energy, so the increase in his cultivation level was much clearer. Zhao Jigue was confused about it. It turned out that not only was the pond already cold, there were flood dragons cultivating below. He originally intended to bring Little Black back to the valley, but after meeting the plainclothes woman, he changed his mind.

He decided to cultivate in the pond. Now that the flood dragon had been killed by the woman named Bo Re, the pond was supposed to be safe.

“Little Black, as soon as I reach the final stage of the Blood Movement Realm, reach the first stage of the Sanskrit Divine Body, and perfect my first golden dragon, I must break out of the mountains. I must enter the sect to continue my cultivation. As soon as I become stronger, there is still a lot I have to do, ” Zhao Jiuge said with a complicated expression.

Little Black was very different from usual and was very quiet compared to before. He did not blink as he looked at Zhao Jiuge, and his little hand pulled on his sleeve. Zhao Jiuge rubbed Little Black's head and then jumped into the pond. A bone-chilling pain echoed throughout his body.

His cultivation method was activated and spiritual energy surged. Cultivating in the pond now, Zhao Jiuge discovered that there was less spiritual energy within it, probably because the flood dragon had left. A mixture of spiritual energy and cold energy slowly flowed into his body and gathered under the influence of the Sanskrit Heart Sutra.

The blood on his body was filled with a faint golden light. As his spirit power gathered, Zhao Jiuge prepared to spread his spirit power to his limbs and tried to break through to the final stage of the Blood Movement Realm.

There was no concept of time in the mountains when Zhao Jiuge was cultivating inside the cold pond. His breathing became slow, but spiritual energy surged towards him. Time passes day by day.

More than half a month had passed when Zhao Jiuge opened his eyes. They're glowing. He stood up and shouted as he let out a mouthful of dirty air. The blood on his body was now completely filled with golden light.

Even without activating his spirit power, his limbs were filled with fluctuations in spirit power. His skin was constantly absorbing spiritual energy to replenish his body. After more than half a month, Zhao Jiuge had reached the final stage of the Blood Movement Realm!

He was very excited and happy and could not help but remember the Sanskrit Divine Body. He decided to return to the valley to recover and consolidate his cultivation. Then he would return to the pond to cultivate the Sanskrit Divine Body. Once he reached the first level, it was time for him to leave the mountains!

On the way back to the valley, Zhao Jiugue noticed that during this time Little Black had reached the Spirit Detection Realm. Even though he knew Little Black's mother was in the Spirit Transformation Realm and knew that Little Black was capable of cultivating but for that to happen before him, it was still a little shocking to him.

It had been more than a month since he had returned to the valley. Everything in the valley remained the same and was filled with a familiar scent. The battle between Little Black's mother and the bear had been going on for a long time, but traces of their battle were still left.

Nightfall. Inside the cave, Zhao Jiuge looked at the sky outside. The moon hung in the night sky as she listened to the sounds of insects and enjoyed the night breeze. His heart was at peace as he thought about what had happened over the past few months. Everything is like a dream.

He subconsciously thought of his grandfather and his eyes became wet. He forced himself not to cry and ended up falling asleep. He had a dream, and in the dream he saw a woman dressed simply and her face ice-cold and noble.

Zhao Jiuge slept well. He had spent over a month cultivating and rarely slept well. The corner of Zhao Jiuge's eyes was moist, but the corner of his mouth was raised forming an extremely sweet smile.