Chapter 146: The Sword Formation of Exorcising Immortals (Second Update)
Jiang Fan successfully reversed his bloodline, cultivating the first stage of the Ninefold Profound Art.
“This is an enhancement of the bloodline, a strengthening of the origin, a sublimation of the foundation!” Jiang Fan pondered internally. “If this were the Devouring Star World, would it be equivalent to an elevation in the level of life’s genetic code?”
At the thought, his heart pounded fiercely.
In the Devouring Star World, there exist ordinary and extraordinary lifeforms.
Ordinary beings, like humans, possess a life gene tier that is merely singular and commonplace. Yet the Golden Horned Beast, a special lifeform, boasts a life gene tier ten times greater.
That is the true disparity—the fundamental difference from the root.
Coupled with innate talents, secret techniques, and racial legacies, they far surpass humans of the same rank.
Jiang Fan understood that in that other world, the final battleground lay in the mastery of life gene tiers and the comprehension of universal laws.
“Whether it works or not, I’ll find out when the time comes.”
Suppressing his thoughts, he began to temper his physique.
The first stage of the Ninefold Profound Art entails bloodline reversal and origin sublimation; the second step is to temper the newly elevated body to its utmost, preparing for the second stage.
“The first stage is essentially the foundation laying of the Ninefold Profound Art, transforming into a suitable constitution!”
“The second stage marks the true path forward, corresponding to the Earth Immortal realm!”
Jiang Fan’s mind became clear.
Simply tempering the body was straightforward.
With the Enlightenment Platform and various spirit elixirs, following the cultivation method was all that was needed; only time was required.
In his leisure moments, Jiang Fan occasionally went out to observe. The Great Hong World remained as peaceful as ever.
Most of his time, however, he remained within the Jade Spring Mansion to cultivate.
“The first stage is complete!”
“Next, I shall focus on the Jade Void Scripture!”
The first layer of the Jade Void Scripture is also foundational; the second corresponds to the Earth Immortal realm, perfectly aligning with the Ninefold Profound Art!
This cultivation proceeded smoothly.
After all, Jiang Fan had forged an unparalleled foundation in the Immortal Dao—a first-grade Dao Palace—unique even within the Immortal Realm. Even the methods of sages posed little obstacle.
“The Jade Void Scripture converts my spiritual power, making my Purple Mansion and Dao Palace more resilient. My primordial spirit has also condensed further, especially my spiritual energy, which has advanced to a new limit!”
Jiang Fan sighed in admiration.
After cultivation, the walls on either side manifested subsequent cultivation methods.
This time, the Ninefold Profound Art revealed the second, third, fourth, and fifth stages; correspondingly, the Jade Void Scripture displayed its first five layers.
Jiang Fan committed them to memory but did not rush to cultivate. Instead, he bowed respectfully before the image of the Primordial Heavenly Venerable, then stepped outside, returning to the main hall of Jade Spring Mansion.
“It has truly been unlocked!”
He saw that the Wanxiang Palace beside him and the Scripture Pavilion opposite had both lifted their seals and were now accessible.
Pausing briefly, Jiang Fan entered the Wanxiang Palace’s portal. Inside was still a grand hall, circular in shape, with four doorways set into the walls, named: Pill Refining, Formation Dao, Talisman Dao, and Artifact Dao.
“Quite comprehensive!”
Upon inspection, the place simply taught a variety of abilities. For instance, within the Formation Dao doorway, formations could be evolved—saving much effort and providing intuitive understanding. It was quite excellent.
Jiang Fan’s favorite was still the Scripture Pavilion, into which he plunged wholeheartedly.
Near the entrance stood a stone tablet inscribed with a maxim: “All that I see, hear, learn, and collect is contained herein!”
This hall had no ceiling.
Looking around, he saw countless individual bookshelves—some short, others soaring a thousand meters into the sky.
Jiang Fan moved to the ‘Sword Dao’ bookshelf, looking upward at its nearly thousand-meter height. This shelf was filled entirely with swordsmanship books.
“Clear Wind Sword Method, Wind-chasing Sword Technique...”
Jiang Fan casually read the titles, understanding them in his heart.
The lowest volumes were evidently the most basic sword techniques—so ordinary that even his discerning eye found them unimpressive, yet they were included here.
“By analogy, can they inspire insight?”
“Simple sword techniques are also crystallizations of wisdom?”
He thought as his body moved, floating upward slowly.
“Heavenly Star Sword Art, No-Life Sword Secret...”
Pausing briefly, he did not stop but continued ascending.
“Seven Star Sword Formation, Sky-Cutting Sword Technique...”
Jiang Fan casually pulled out the Sky-Cutting Sword Technique. This sword art required a single, fully charged strike; before releasing the blade, one would gather energy until the momentum peaked. When the sword was finally unleashed, all the essence of spirit and energy condensed into it—capable of severing heaven and earth.
“An ultimate burst sword technique, this style pursues killing an enemy with a single stroke. If the enemy survives, then only flight remains!”
After putting it back, he continued upward until reaching the top. Here, only a few jade scrolls resided.
“Execution Immortal Sword Formation!”
“Yin-Yang Sumeru Sword Formation!”
“Zhou Tian Star River Sword Formation!”
“Three Thousand Reincarnations Sword Formation!”
“Great Universe Demon-Slaying Sword Formation!”
“Primordial Chaos God-Exterminating Sword Formation!”
Jiang Fan’s heart trembled.
“Execution Immortal Sword Formation? The Execution Immortal?” He quickly picked up a jade scroll and examined it with his divine sense. Unfortunately, it contained only one sentence: “The foremost sword formation across all worlds; alas, its true visage cannot be revealed!”
The Zhou Tian Star River Sword Formation was incomplete, the Great Universe Demon-Slaying Sword Formation incomplete, the Yin-Yang Sumeru Sword Formation incomplete. Only the Three Thousand Reincarnations and Primordial Chaos God-Exterminating Sword Formations were fully intact.
“This sword formation content is overwhelming.”
Jiang Fan was greatly amazed by the Three Thousand Reincarnations Sword Formation.
Its first layer alone contained hundreds of millions of words of discourse. Fortunately, he was reading with divine sense; otherwise, leafing through it page by page would take an eternity.
“This formation is excellent—its entry is simple, yet it embodies endless cycles of reincarnation. Its power is formidable and suits me well!”
He began to study it earnestly.
As for cultivation? Obviously, now was not the right time.
Next, he went to the ‘Physical Body Divine Techniques’ bookshelf and found several methods suitable for his current level.
After careful selection, he chose seven or eight volumes in total.
Finally, Jiang Fan lingered before the ‘Miscellany’ bookshelf and started to read diligently.
This section recorded many strange tales, legends, and secrets.
“Too many books can be a burden.”
Unconsciously, a whole month passed as Jiang Fan read. Coming back to himself, he shook his head.
The amount of knowledge recorded here was vast beyond measure. With his divine sense and mental processing speed, to read it all would require a millennium at the very least.
“From now on, it can only be for leisure; I must not become addicted.”
Jiang Fan left the Scripture Pavilion and sat cross-legged upon the Enlightenment Platform. His mind immediately grew ten thousand times clearer. Thoughts shifted rapidly—divine techniques, secret methods, biographies, miscellanies—all surfaced in his mind.
“The greatest opportunity within Jade Spring Mansion is probably the Enlightenment Platform itself!”
Jiang Fan felt a profound realization.
He looked down and tried again to refine and communicate, but to no avail—he could not glean any information.
With a helpless smile, he stepped into the True Illusion Realm.
In the Stone Courtyard, Jiang Fan had just appeared when two joyful voices rang out.
“Young Master, we missed you so much!”
“Young Master, if you didn’t come, we’d have died of loneliness!”
Little Qing and Little Qian clung to his arms on either side, shaking him vigorously.
“Is it uncomfortable here?” Jiang Fan asked with a smile, sitting down on a lounge chair crafted by Little Qian.
“It’s fine, just terribly boring!” said Little Qing. “If Young Master isn’t here, it’s only the two of us. Once the novelty wears off, it’s unbearably dull. If Young Master were here, even if we stayed a hundred or ten thousand years, we wouldn’t be lonely!”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah!” Little Qian nodded firmly.
“Ten thousand years?” A strange restlessness stirred within Jiang Fan.
He shook his head with a smile and waved his hand. “How about we take a boat ride on the lake today and roast some fish?”
“Great, great!” Little Qing immediately brightened.
“I’ll prepare the stove and charcoal!” Little Qian hurriedly said.
The three boarded a small boat drifting upon the lake.
Gentle white clouds floated overhead; ripples danced on the water’s surface.
Occasionally, a fish leapt from the lake, sending a shower of droplets into the air.
“This place is carefree—a perfect haven for retirement!” Little Qian massaged Jiang Fan’s shoulders. “Young Master, how long do you plan to stay this time?”
“Probably not too long.”
“If you leave, are you going to leave us two all alone here?” Little Qian said plaintively. “It’s nothing but cultivation, cultivation, and more cultivation!”
Little Qing, roasting fish nearby, perked up her ears.
“What are your plans for the future? Or rather, what are your thoughts and pursuits going forward?”
“In the future? Of course, we’ll follow Young Master. Being by Young Master’s side is our greatest pursuit. Of course, if—if, Young Master, there were more little ones here, wouldn’t it be livelier and more fun?” Little Qian said, blushing deeply.
Little Qing quickly lowered her head.
“Little ones?” Jiang Fan was momentarily taken aback. Then, looking up at his young attendants, he realized they had grown into pure and charming young women.
The lake rippled, the waves growing wider.
Upon the boat, within the forest, among the mountains, inside the courtyard, beside the well—life’s daily scenes unfolded.
Day after day, repeating the days before.
Another day passed, and Jiang Fan returned to the Devouring World refreshed and invigorated.