Chapter 14: The Gift of Treasure and the Turbulent Weather on Boundary Tablet Mountain

  A streak of light flashed across the sky like a meteor, two black dots cutting through the heavens and plummeting into the midst of a lush and towering ancient forest.

  Needless to say, it was Yang Le and Yun Tian who took the Xiantian Lingbao Jiulong Zhong. Yang Le and Yun Tian glanced around and found no danger, only then did they let out a sigh of relief.

  It is said that Yang Le and the others had a fierce battle with the middle-aged man-like Lishi Dawai at first, and some of the monsters under his command witnessed it. The monsters in the surrounding mountains all spread the news of the whereabouts of the Xiantian Lingbao, and those who knew about the Xiantian Lingbao were boiling over, sending people everywhere to find them.

  And this news is spreading gradually in the mountains of billions, imagine that scene, Yang Le and Yun Tian couldn't help but shudder.

  Yang Le and Yun Tian hid in the temple, then made it transform into a stone, looking so ordinary in this dense forest.

  In the temple, Yang Le took out the Pre-Heaven Spirit Treasure Nine Dragon Bell and threw it to Yun Tian Dao: "Next, there may be a tough battle. This Pre-Heaven Spirit Treasure Nine Dragon Bell is for you. Use this time to refine it, so our safety will increase greatly."

  Yun Tian took the Jiulong Bell, somewhat hesitant and somewhat expectant: "Really? Do you know how precious the Xiantian Lingbao is? Even my grandfather only had three pieces, and he gave one to my father."

  Yang Le nodded: "Of course I know, but I have a better divine soldier. Moreover, you called me Big Brother, so this Heaven Spirit Treasure Nine Dragon Bell is my gift to you as a meeting gift!"

  Yun Tian's face was moved, just wanting to say something, but Yang Le was afraid of hearing some hair-raising words again, and suddenly disappeared on the spot.

  Yun Tian had no choice but to take the Jiulong Zhong and go into seclusion for self-cultivation.

  Yang Le didn't idle around, he took out the Pre-Heaven Divine Sword, the Great Golden Blade, and carefully stroked it several times. He then used the Witch Clan's Blood Sacrifice Secret Technique to refine the Great Golden Blade. A drop of essence blood was squeezed out from his finger, dripping onto the Great Golden Blade, and in a short while, it covered the entire blade, dyeing the Great Golden Blade into a blood-colored great sword. The essence blood wandered around on the surface of the Great Golden Blade, forming complex patterns that were incredibly intricate, before disappearing into the blade.

  Yang Le cultivates every day, until the 81st day of cultivation is considered complete. Holding a large golden knife in his hand, he feels that kind of blood connection, and using it is also at will.

  After refining the Golden Blade, Yang Le estimated that Yun Tian might not be able to come out for a long time, so he continued to meditate. In his mind, Yang Le was simulating some battle skills passed down by his ancestors, constantly removing the impurities and retaining the essence of the knife techniques, continuously feeling the intent of the knife within the techniques.

  Yang Le has concluded the following through his extensive experience on Earth's internet and combining some combat skills of the Wu tribe: When facing a single enemy in a life-or-death battle, one must burst out with the strongest fighting power in the shortest time to annihilate the enemy. In general situations where both sides have similar levels of strength, the difference in techniques and magical tools is not significant, often resulting in a prolonged struggle. This approach can lead to unexpected outcomes mid-battle, and even if one emerges victorious, they will likely suffer severe losses, making it easy for others to take advantage of them.

  Yang Le concluded that the only way to win was to create a move that would shock the heavens and stir the earth, allowing him to use his full strength in an instant. With this move, he could even kill an enemy of a higher level. If he held back and didn't use it, instead engaging in a prolonged battle with the enemy, exchanging blows and waiting to see who had more cards to play, Yang Le would simply say: stupid.

  Mutual consumption like this is a foolish move in the vast and dangerous Hongyuan. Maintaining peak condition at all times is a wise decision.

  Of course, when facing many powerful organizations, it is necessary to hide one's trump card when showing off one's strength. This can intimidate some people or forces with ulterior motives and make them unclear about your final trump card, not daring to act rashly.

  This is Yang Le's way of dealing with the world.

  Yang Le fantasized about the powerful techniques he had seen online in "Flying Up" such as Fengyun Wuji's Jie Mo Dao and Ximen Yinbei's Destruction Sword Technique, and made up his mind to create a heaven-defying technique like that in the future.

  Yang Le continued to immerse himself in the vast inherited memories of the Wu tribe, experiencing the true meaning of the sword.

  Time flies, a hundred years have passed.

  Yang Le remained motionless in his closed quarters, a fierce and sharp knife intent was constantly changing within the room, sometimes overbearing, sometimes sharp, and sometimes elusive.

  Various knife intents collided and merged continuously, eventually forming a blurry transparent small knife with a tendency to disperse. As time passed, the transparent small knife gradually became clear, circled around Yang Le's mouth once, and then entered Yang Le's brow.

  Yang Le's body shook slightly as he woke up from his closed-door meditation. His right hand stretched out, and a transparent blade aura continuously emerged and disappeared between his fingers, causing ripples in the surrounding space. Yang Le was extremely satisfied with the initial understanding of his knife intent after a hundred years, and its power was even more extraordinary. If he were to use a pre-heavenly divine sword to display his knife intent, it would likely increase by a hundred or a thousand times, and Yang Le was now filled with anticipation.

  Out of the pass, it was discovered that Yun Tian had already left the pass and was holding the Xiantian Lingbao Jiulong Zhong sighing. As soon as Yang Le came out of the pass, he immediately went forward to complain to Yang Le: "Boss, you're too violent, look at this rift, it can't be repaired for tens of thousands of years. During this time, the power will start to greatly decrease!"

  Yang Le looked at Yun Tian's painful expression and couldn't help but feel a little schadenfreude, saying: "If the Nine Dragon Bell wasn't damaged, could you have succeeded in the initial refining so quickly? With your strength, I think it's impossible for you to succeed even after several thousand years."

  "Haha, then I should thank you, boss!" Yun Tian had an expression that seemed to say he knew exactly what the other person was going to say.

  "You're welcome, it's what I should do for a younger brother."

  ……

  In the quiet ancient forest, from time to time, bursts of beast roars came. In an ordinary corner, two young people appeared abruptly. With a wave of his hand, a stone-like object flew into the hands of a younger and more tender young man and disappeared.

  Yang Le and Yun Tian flew cautiously through the dense mountain ranges, occasionally avoiding the eyes and ears of some small monsters.

  "What a hassle, this speed is slow to death, the Boundary Stele Mountain is the largest mountain range in the Desolate Expanse, known as having billions of mountains. Even if we fly at full speed, it would take us hundreds or thousands of years to cross the Boundary Stele Mountain. At this speed where we're hiding and sneaking around, it'll take tens of thousands of years just to get out."

  In a secluded cave opened up on a mountain waist, Yun Tian was complaining and telling grievances to Yang Le.

  Yang Le was also somewhat depressed, saying: "What can I do? Unless we fight our way out. Who would have thought that the charm of the Tianling Treasure is so great, it's been over a hundred years and they still haven't given up."

  Nowadays, in the mountains of Jiebi, there are many mountain ranges that can be said to be filled with small monsters, and from time to time, some big monsters also personally inspect everywhere. Of course, conflicts have also been increasing gradually.

  The Primordial Spirit Treasure is the pinnacle of power in this world, and even saints and demons must contend for it. The laws contained within the Primordial Spirit Treasure allow for close-range contact with the laws of the gods and demons, which may provide an opportunity to break through bottlenecks and initially merge one's own understood laws, advancing to become a saint or demon. For the masters of the gods and demons, coming into contact with the Primordial Spirit Treasure has enormous benefits for understanding the laws. As for the gods and demons below the master level, once they fully refine the Primordial Spirit Treasure, they can use it to fight, borrowing the laws within the treasure to launch attacks. However, those who possess the power of the masters of the gods and demons or above can also borrow the laws of heaven and earth to fight, meaning that as long as an existence below the master level possesses the Primordial Spirit Treasure and fully refines it, they can contend with the masters. Some extremely powerful Primordial Spirit Treasures are even comparable to those of the gods and demons.

  So, as long as they know the various wonderful uses and powerful places of Xiantian Lingbao, they all go crazy, after all, one step to heaven is the fantasy of most people.

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