True Martial World - Chapter 1211: The Power of the Evil Spirits

Faced with the man's interrogation, no one spoke a word. There were many people gathered in the vicinity of Yun Xin Loft, watching the sudden turn of events.

Ru'er was in the backyard and rushed out when she heard the commotion. However, she was held back by Dong Xiaowan. "Ru'er, go back. Don't come out!"

In terms of strength, Ru’er was the weakest.

"So it's the two of you. I know you. You are Dong Xiaowan, the principal herb. You are in charge of the management of Yi Yun's store."

"And you, you must be Fairy Youqin. You were also involved in the destruction of the Myriad Immortal Pavilion."

The cloaked man's voice was harsh on the ears. He clearly knew a lot about Yi Yun.

At that moment, Fairy Youqin's gaze penetrated the shadows of the man's hood and saw half his face.

It was an extremely pale face that suffused blood specks. The blood looked like it had oozed out beneath the man's skin, giving him a gruesome and horrifying appearance.

Fairy Youqin's heart tightened. The face looked somewhat familiar!

"You… You are… Skyfire Sacred Hands!?"

Although he had changed drastically, the contours of his facial features had not changed much. He was undoubtedly Skyfire Sacred Hands!

Upon hearing Fairy Youqin's words, the man guffawed.

"To think someone still remembers me. Hahaha! It feels great being remembered!"

"You are right. It's me!"

The man removed the hood and his pale, blood-speckled face left people tingling.

Was he really Skyfire Sacred Hands!?

There were many people present that had witnessed the Grand Alchemical-cum-Medical Meet two decades ago. Back then, Skyfire Sacred Hands looked high-spirited. Many of the major factions of Myriad City had to treat him with absolute respect. Later on, Skyfire Sacred Hands had faced failure in the form of Yi Yun and was robbed of his Skyfire. However, his status remained lofty and unreachable to ordinary people. Who could have imagined that he would have transformed into such a state after two decades?

"You… cultivated in some heretic technique? Or…"

Fairy Youqin could tell that not only had his aura and appearance changed after two decades, Skyfire Sacred Hands's strength had also greatly increased. To increase his strength in such a short period of time to such a state was definitely not something accomplishable through orthodox means.

"Although Yi Yun did rob you of your Soaring Serpent Skyfire, you did not lose everything. To seek revenge on Yi Yun, you turned yourself into this thing that's neither man nor ghost. Was it worth it?"

Fairy Youqin questioned him with a forceful tone. She could even sense a cadaveric aura from within Skyfire Sacred Hands's body.

Skyfire Sacred Hands immediately laughed out loudly. "Yi Yun!? What a joke! Is he worth my actions? The only thing of worth is unlimited power!"

"I am glad I made this choice years ago. Now that I have finished my seclusion after nearly two decades, my lifespan has been extended by ten times and my strength has increased exponentially. All of this is beyond what you ants can imagine!"

"I only want to kill Yi Yun to rid myself of mental demons. That is all! By the way, the Myriad Divine Territory will be mine. From the moment I came out of seclusion, your destruction was already destined!"

As Skyfire Sacred Hands spoke, he glanced at Yun Xin Loft and a sinister smile suffused his lips. "This store is such an eyesore. I'll start by demolishing it!"

As Skyfire Sacred Hands spoke, he swiped his hand, causing Yun Xin Loft to vibrate vigorously. It looked as though it was about to collapse.

"You!" Dong Xiaowan turned anxious. This was a medicinal clinic that Yi Yun had left her to manage. She had put twenty years of time and effort into making it flourish. It had now become the biggest medicinal clinic of Myriad City.

Although Dong Xiaowan did not mention it, deep in her heart, she always remembered what Yi Yun said before leaving. She knew that Yi Yun would return to take a look and yearned for that day to come. She wanted to show him a completely different Yun Xin Loft when he returned. Despite knowing that Yi Yun was not overly concerned with this estate of his, she wanted to do her job well, satisfying him.

But now, her twenty years of hard work was about to be destroyed by a casual strike from Skyfire Sacred Hands!

Boom!

Yun Xin Loft began collapsing as large pillars began falling, smashing into the shelves. Pill bottles crashed to the ground, shattering upon impact.

Upon seeing this scene, Dong Xiaowan felt her heart bleeding!

She knew she could not stop any of this. She looked furiously at Skyfire Sacred Hands with a stare that seemed to penetrate him!

"Lass! I sense immense killing intent from your eyes. Against my strength, you, a mere Dao Manifestation warrior, can actually produce killing intent. Good, very good!"

Skyfire Sacred Hands grinned hideously when he said that. "Since you are Yi Yun's subordinate and Yi Yun can remove the plague, I'll plant a new demonic servant in your body. Let's see if Yi Yun can remove it or not!"

As Skyfire Sacred Hands spoke, he struck Dong Xiaowan with his palm!

The strike seemed to shroud the entire world. Instantly, dark clouds shrouded the sun as demonic aura surged. People could see an evil spirit howling from Skyfire Sacred Hands's palm!

It looked like a human face that was squirming in pain as though it wanted to devour everything.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

When the demonic wind passed through her body, the Yun Xin Loft behind her exploded completely, blasting apart into endless rubble! People that were close to it were injured by the flying shrapnel. They collapsed to the ground amid cries.

Dong Xiaowan was in the middle of all of this. She received the full brunt of the howling evil spirit!

She stood still, not because she didn't want to dodge but because she knew it was impossible for her to do so.

"Phew–"

The evil spirit entered her body as she grunted painfully. Her body retreated rapidly as the color in her face drained.

An evil spirit had entered her body before so she was very familiar with the feeling. However, the evil spirit in her body now was more than a hundred times more powerful than before!

"Evil spirit! You can control the evil spirits! As a disciple of the Nine Cauldron Alchemical Sect, you are actually willing to degenerate yourself, selling your souls to the evil spirits!?"Fairy Youqin shouted. She had sensed a familiar aura from Skyfire Sacred Hands's body, and now she realized it was the power of the evil spirits!

"Sold my soul to the demonic servants? What a joke!" Skyfire Sacred Hands looked at Fairy Youqin. "You are very interesting. In your dantian, it seems like there are remnants of a demonic servant. Why? Was Yi Yun unable to completely remove the demonic servant in your dantian, or did he deliberately leave some of the demonic servant's strength behind, allowing you to raise your strength by refining it?"

"Well done, very well done. Since you have such spirit to use the demonic servant as a grinding stone for your strength, let me give you a pleasant surprise!"

As Skyfire Sacred Hands spoke, he struck down at Fairy Youqin with his palm!

The strike contained the same terrifying demonic powers as before. It sealed the void and, even with Fairy Youqin's strength, she was unable to dodge it!

Fairy Youqin grunted painfully as she took several steps back. Her brows furrowed as she felt a grinding pain in her dantian that was absolutely unbearable.

Skyfire Sacred Hands had implanted an evil spirit in her that was a lot more powerful than the one she previously had. It was completely incomparable to the one from two decades ago.

"Enjoy the feeling of being devoured by the demonic servants!"

True Martial World - Chapter 1210: Uninvited Guest

Myriad City, Yun Xin Loft—

During Yi Yun's twenty-plus years of seclusion, Yun Xin Loft gradually grew until it became the biggest medicinal clinic in Myriad City.

Most of the growth was obviously thanks to the Paradise Chapter, the Guiyuan family, and City Lord Qin’s guidance, but it was also partially thanks to Dong Xiaowan's aptitude towards management.

Yi Yun had left Yun Xin Loft to the two girls—Nangong Ru'er and Dong Xiaowan. Ru'er was indifferent to fame or profit and wasn't great at management, but Dong Xiaowan was rather talented in this aspect. Over the years, Yun Xin Loft had even opened up two branch stores, one selling weapons and another talisman charms.

Without Yi Yun, Yun Xin Loft was naturally lacking in amazing pills and medicine. But in the sale of ordinary pills, they were able to ensure quality for a reasonable price. They also had a very good reputation among customers.

This was especially true a number of years ago, when many major factions in Myriad City had jointly organized a Treasure Appraisal Meet in which the Yun Xin Loft dazzled and played a huge role. As a result, the two female bosses of Yun Xin Loft, Dong Xiaowan and Ru'er, became highly respected.

At this moment, on the second floor of Yun Xin Loft, there was a middle-aged man who wore a hat. He was guarding a door.

His name was Li Zhong, a six-floor Dao Palace realm expert. Although Dao Palace realm experts were numerous in Myriad City, high-floor Dao Palace realm experts were relatively uncommon. After all, upon becoming a Supremacy, one could become an Elder of a major faction.

However, Li Zhong was only head of the guardians in Yun Xin Loft. It was a good job, the pay was good and it gave some status. Li Zhong owed Dong Xiaowan for the position. In his youth, he had been Dong Shaoqing's personal guard and had watched her grow up.

Now, Yun Xin Loft was about to close for the day. The noisy hall on the first floor also finally fell silent. Li Zhong was standing guard outside a suite. For a head guardian to guard a door naturally meant that the guest inside was extraordinary.

Li Zhong already knew that Paradise Chapter's Fairy Youqin had come. She was discussing various matters with Dong Xiaowan.

There was no need to elaborate on Dong Xiaowan's status in Yun Xin Loft. Everyone treated her with respect. As for Fairy Youqin, she was designated as the successor of the Paradise Chapter. Now, Fairy Youqin enjoyed an extremely high status which could only be matched by Fairy Wuxia.

"Xiaowan, I heard that a plague similar to the one that happened two decades ago has broken out in the neighboring North Mystic Divine Territory. Many geniuses are unable to cultivate and many of their lives are at stake."

Fairy Youqin looked like she had many worries on her mind. She was in no mood to drink the excellent Five-colored Iceheart tea despite holding a cup of it in her hand.

"Isn't that news from a year or two ago? Why are you mentioning it again now?" Dong Xiaowan looked up and asked.

"It is old news, but recently there is talk that the evil spirits within the possessed geniuses have finally matured. Those geniuses have died and turned into sinister beings. Not only has their strength increased severalfold, they also became cold-blooded and ruthless. They are no different from monsters."

Fairy Youqin's words chilled Dong Xiaowan's heart. The thought of a genius being a vessel for the breeding of an evil spirit before turning into a monster sounded terrifying and sinister. It sent a chill down her back.

"Will this plague break out again in our Myriad Divine Territory?" Dong Xiaowan asked with a frown.

The North Mystic Divine Territory was also a large Divine Territory and had forces no weaker than the Myriad Divine Territory. However, against the strange plague, all the mighty figures of the North Mystic Divine Territory were helpless.

"I heard that people from the North Mystic Divine Territory have already learned of Young Master Yi's capabilities from our side. They are now in search of him. Furthermore, the city lord has clearly become more nervous in the recent days. City Lord Qin has also been secretly searching for Young Master Yi but to no avail."

When Fairy Youqin said that, Dong Xiaowan shook her head gently. "Miss Youqin, I know your intentions. I mentioned before that if Young Master were to pass me even the slightest bit of information, I will inform you immediately. However, he is in seclusion and it will be a very long one. He said as much before he left. When he comes out of seclusion he will easily cure the plague, even if it has spread to us."

Ever since the Grand Alchemical-cum-Medical Meet of two decades ago, Yi Yun's prestige was rooted deep in the hearts of many, Dong Xiaowan included. She was absolutely confident when it came to Yi Yun.

However, Fairy Youqin shook her head when she heard Dong Xiaowan. Her instinct told her that the plague wasn't that simple. It seemed like a dark cloud was gradually shrouding the entire Myriad Divine Territory.

"Let's hope Young Master Yi will come out of seclusion as soon as possible and rid us of the plague…"

Just as Fairy Youqin was mentioning her wish, she heard an explosive sound. Following that, there were crunching sounds.

Fairy Youqin was alarmed as she stood up from her seat, scanning the region outside with her perception. When she sensed it, her expression immediately changed.

Outside Yun Xin Loft, there was a hooded man floating like a night owl in midair. Beneath his feet was a shattered plaque. The Yun Xin Loft plaque that had been hanging for two decades had been smashed by this hooded figure!

"Who is it!?" Dong Xiaowan was enraged. All these years, not one person dared to make trouble in Yun Xin Loft. Yet now, someone had directly destroyed Yun Xin Loft's plaque.

"Who doesn't want to live any further!?"

At that moment, the guardian Li Zhong had charged out. He brought with him a group of Yun Xin Loft guardians. Their jobs were typically rather relaxed and today was the first day they were encountering trouble.

However, just as they came into contact with the hovering man, they felt like they had struck an invisible wall of air. Their bodies not only tightened, but they were also rapidly repelled.

"Bam! Bam! Bam!"

The guardians were thrown back into Yun Xin Loft like cannons, crashing through many walls and shelves. Some even shot through the entirety of Yun Xin Loft and came out the other side. Their bodies were covered in blood!

"Uncle Li!"

Dong Xiaowan rushed to Li Zhong's side in a few steps. When she extended her hand out to test for Li Zhong's pulse, her expression turned ugly. That one strike was enough to break nearly all of Li Zhong’s bones. Even his meridians had been mostly maimed. Although Li Zhong still had breath in him, he had suffered injuries that were equivalent to maiming half his cultivation level. In the future, his strength would only drop and would never increase. Perhaps he might not have a few hundred years to live.

"Miss, quick… quick leave. Inform City Lord… City Lord Qin."

Li Zhong said those words with great difficulty as blood constantly spewed out of his mouth. He knew that he was nearly crippled, but at that moment his focus was on Dong Xiaowan. In the Jadewave Sect, Dong Xiaowan was the heir apparent.

At this moment, Fairy Youqin had also appeared beside Dong Xiaowan. She had immediately sent a voice transmission to the upper echelons of Paradise Chapter.

However, she was acutely aware that the black-cloaked man, with his strength, could absolutely cause irreparable damage before the upper echelons of the Paradise Chapter reached them. Fairy Youqin did not know if she could withstand him.

"Where's Yi Yun? Tell me where he is!"

The hovering figure issued an extremely jarring voice.

True Martial World - Chapter 1209: Crisis

Against the red-haired man, Skyfire Sacred Hands felt his vibrancy clamming up. There was no room for resistance. He was a proud man, but against the red-haired man he could only submit. The pressure exuded by this man was just too great.

He told the red-haired man everything he knew.

"Oh? He's able to easily remove the plague with a Dao Palace realm cultivation level?"

"Yes, I was unable to do a thing to the evil spirits. The way he easily removed them is inexplicable." Skyfire Sacred Hands did not dare to even breathe more than was necessary.

The red-haired man stroked his chin and pondered. How could a Dao Palace realm warrior eliminate the demonic servants without harming the possessed?

Yi Yun appeared to have some secrets.

"What are you hiding from me?" The red-haired man's voice suddenly changed. At the same time, Skyfire Sacred Hands felt all the blood circulating through his body freeze. He found it difficult to breathe.

"No…nothing…"

Skyfire Sacred Hands said those words with great difficulty, but then he suddenly felt his dantian rapidly freezing. If this continued on, he would be maimed of his cultivation.

"It's… it's a flame… He has a type of… strange flame… He must have used the flame… to burn the evil spirits…"

Skyfire Sacred Hands struggled with all his might to say those words. Finally, he was released by the red-haired man. As he held his neck, Skyfire Sacred Hands took in deep gasps. He was nearly crippled of his cultivation just a moment ago.

"Fire?"

The red-haired man fell into deep thought. He did not know of any flame that could easily burn the demonic servants without harming the dantian of the possessed.

All of this could be ascertained, but only when Yi Yun was captured.

He glanced at Skyfire Sacred Hands and said, "You are of no use to me anymore. I'll give you two choices. Dedicate your life soul to me, or you die!"

Upon hearing the red-haired man's words, Skyfire Sacred Hands's face turned pale. He knew that there was no way he could escape today's calamity.

As a genius alchemist of the Nine Cauldron Alchemical Sect he had his own pride, so how could he easily give up his life soul?

"Do not think that you will be at a loss by submitting. In several more years, the 12 Empyrean Heavens will cease to exist, and it will instead be ruled by my race! My race's power is not something you can imagine. If I weren’t so lacking in manpower, I wouldn't bother to give you a chance. I do not want to continue with this nonsense. I'm giving you thirty seconds to consider. If you submit, you will obtain greater strength, allowing you to kill your enemy. Otherwise, you will die now!" The red-haired man said indifferently, causing the corners of Skyfire Sacred Hands's mouth to twitch. noveltranslationweb.blogspot.com

The 12 Empyrean Heavens would no longer exist? What a joke!

He looked up at the red-haired man. Although this man currently had him seized by terror, Skyfire Sacred Hands sensed that he was only at the Supremacy level. There were still Divine Lords above him, and even mightier existences beyond that. The person in front of him was definitely not capable of wiping out the 12 Empyrean Heavens.

From what he gathered from the red-haired man's words, the race he belonged to had even more powerful existences. They had been lurking around somewhere without anyone knowing.

Where did they come from? Could it be the Sinkhole?

For some unknown reason, Skyfire Sacred Hands suddenly thought of the evil spirits Yi Yun destroyed. The sudden appearance of the evil spirits, the ancient ruins, as well as the red-haired man's inquiry about the evil spirits, caused him to make several connections.

"Those evil spirits were reared by your race?" Skyfire Sacred Hands suddenly realized the possibility and asked.

"You are rather smart. Indeed, the demonic servants are members of our race. However, it doesn't matter if they are destroyed. Although I'm somewhat interested in the Yi Yun you mentioned, I am not worried by him. Our might cannot be obstructed. He is only a special ant to our race."

As the red-haired man spoke, he extended his hand. His fingers spewed black gas, as though he was about to suck away Skyfire Sacred Hands's soul.

Skyfire Sacred Hands no longer had a choice. His intuition told him that many of the things the red-haired man said were true. If that was the case, then pledging allegiance to the red-haired man was indeed an opportunity for him to become stronger. Furthermore, with his Soaring Serpents Skyfire robbed, him suffering a drop in status in the sect, and the mental demons that still plagued him, he had no future as he was now.

"I… submit!"

Skyfire Sacred Hands said the words heavily. Each word took all his strength.

…

The days and seasons passed by quickly. Twenty years had passed since Yi Yun first began his seclusion.

The entrance to Yi Yun's seclusion cavern had been covered in layers of sand. Vegetation grew on top of it and, even if the concealment array had been removed, nothing seemed amiss.

Twenty years was like a snap of a finger to most warriors. However, it was extremely long for Yi Yun. Before this, Yi Yun had only been in a one-time seclusion for eighteen years in the Primordial Empyrean Heaven's trials.

Yi Yun left the Tian Yuan world in his thirties and spent twenty years with the Luo clan upon arriving in the 12 Empyrean Heavens. Later on, he became a disciple of Felicitous Rain Lord and spent four years manifesting his Dao before heading to the Azure Wood Great World, witnessing the battles between the Divine Lord and the bronze giant. By the time he came to the Sun Burial Sandsea in the Yang God Empyrean Heaven, Yi Yun was about sixty.

After experiencing growth in the Central State Divine Territory and the Myriad Divine Territory, Yi Yun entered seclusion once again, and his cultivation was nearing a hundred years.

During the twenty years of seclusion, Yi Yun expended most of the quasi-sage pills and relics he had. The expenditure rate was terrifying.

Even a large sect like the Nine Cauldron Alchemical Sect would keep quasi-sage level pills as the best pills in their treasury. They would have a scant few sage-level pills, and those would be considered a cornerstone item of the sect, guarded by the sect master or grand elders.

Under such circumstances, a core disciple of the Nine Cauldron Alchemical Sect enjoying a few quasi-sage level pills or relics by a hundred years would be impressive. However, Yi Yun had eaten about eighty pills within twenty years.

Now, there were large amounts of medicinal essence within Yi Yun's body that had not been refined. However, he did not mind. He ate another quasi-sage Dao Palace Manifestation Pill and began refining it.

Such a consumption rate would be seen as destroying heaven's treasures to the disciples of other factions. If they obtained a quasi-sage level pill, they might enter seclusion for a decade or two to absorb it clean, without wasting one bit. Even if they did want to eat more, they might not even be able to completely digest them.

However, Yi Yun had the Azure Wood Divine Tree in him that needed to grow. The speed at which he expended pills was not something other geniuses could compare to.

Now, Yi Yun's Azure Wood Divine Tree had grown to more than two hundred feet. The Azure Wood Divine Tree had already fused with the Nine-treasured Dao Palace, so the two grew together. Every hundred feet the Azure Wood Divine Tree grew, Yi Yun's Dao Palace would increase another floor, which also meant him breaking through a subrealm of the Dao Palace. Now, Yi Yun was already at the third-floor Dao Palace and was taking his first steps towards the fourth-floor.

However, Yi Yun did not know that during his seclusion, the Myriad Divine Territory and even the entire Yang God Empyrean Heaven was facing a massive crisis.

Three years ago, City Lord Qin had begun sending out many people to secretly search for Yi Yun. However, no one knew where Yi Yun had secluded himself. The Myriad Divine Territory was huge, so searching for one person was like finding a needle in a haystack. There was no way to even begin…

True Martial World - Chapter 1208: Ten Thousand Fey Divine Canon

After Ling Xie'er began her cultivation, Yi Yun entered another cultivation chamber.

The cultivation chamber was spartan. There was only a stone bed situated in the middle of a patch of spirit grass.

Yi Yun sat on the stone bed and spent a few days attuning himself, before finally coming out from the state of refining pills.

When his mind was completely calm, and it felt as though he was the only person left in the world, Yi Yun stretched his hand out and wiped across his interspatial ring, taking out a shiny piece of paper.

It was the remnant page of the 'Ten Thousand Fey Divine Canon'!

This was given to him by his master, Felicitous Rain Lord, before they separated. Felicitous Rain Lord had once said that trying to learn the 'Ten Thousand Fey Divine Canon' would be more harmful than beneficial if one lacked the strength.

Now Yi Yun was at the first floor Dao Palace realm, and was capable of escaping unscathed from Supremacies. He had the Azure Wood Divine Tree and Heretical God Fire Seed inside him, so he could now safely attempt it.

The stronger the cultivation technique, the faster it would be to cultivate. It would become immensely powerful after mastering it. The same attack would have a completely different effect if it was powered by a different cultivation technique.

The 'Ten Thousand Fey Divine Canon' was a supreme-grade cultivation technique of the 12 Empyrean Heavens. Countless people would go mad to grasp even a single remnant page of it. A bloody storm would be the only result.

Yi Yun placed the remnant page in his palm and gently moved it up.

Immediately, the remnant page flew up and floated in midair. Following that, it emitted a dazzling golden light, bathing the tiny cultivation chamber with the golden light.

At the same time, formulations began surging into Yi Yun's mind.

"The remnant page of the 'Ten Thousand Fey Divine Canon' is most suitable for the Fey, but I have a Heaven Devouring Wyrm bloodline. In addition, I have the three-legged Golden Crow and Nine Neonate as my totems. I can cultivate this cultivation technique!"

Yi Yun closed his eyes before suddenly opening them again.

In his eyes, there was a resplendent starry sky but it also seemed like a sun was rising.

Large amounts of Yuan Qi surged towards Yi Yun. Slowly, golden runes began to appear on Yi Yun's body. On careful inspection, these golden runes were nomological lines.

The laws swirled around Yi Yun and appeared on his skin, as though they were fusing into his flesh and blood.

Countless golden runes gradually filled the entire cultivation chamber. As they circled Yi Yun in a profound manner, they emitted terrifying nomological fluctuations.

And in the middle of all these laws, Yi Yun sat on the stone bed with his top completely destroyed. Throughout his body, on his warm-as-jade skin, there were nomological lines everywhere. They seemed to be another layer of golden skin that was extremely glaring.

Nomological runes flashed across Yi Yun's eyes in an indescribable manner.

While Yi Yun was enveloped by the fascinating nomological runes, time flowed away like rapids. Unknowingly, the Golden Crow and the Nine Neonate totems appeared. Even the Azure Wood Divine Tree's phantom image appeared behind Yi Yun's body.

The Golden Crow and Nine Neonate circled the Azure Wood Divine Tree in flight as they cried out with voices that could reach the highest heavens. The phantom image of the Tang Valley with Fusang emerged behind the Azure Wood Divine Tree as well.

A brand new world seemed to appear behind Yi Yun, and he was the absolute hegemon of all order in this world. He held the natural laws in his hands.

In his cultivation that had no inkling of time, Yi Yun seemed to enter a mystical space. He had never experienced such phenomena when cultivating any other cultivation technique.

The nomological runes imprinted themselves into his skin, flesh, and blood. All of these were clearly reflected in Yi Yun's perception.

It felt more astonishing than being reborn into a new body.

Yi Yun immersed himself in cultivation, completely forgetting the external world.

The underground world was extremely safe. Ling Xie'er was also cultivating so there was nothing that needed his attention.

…

Myriad City.

After the tumultuous changes of a few years back, Myriad City had changed completely.

The only thing that didn't change was that it remained the central trading area of the Myriad Divine Territory. It was still flourishing immensely.

Warriors constantly streamed in from the various areas of the Myriad Divine Territory or even other Divine Territories.

The moment they came out of the teleportation arrays, they would eagerly enter Myriad City.

"I heard of a Yun Xin Loft in Myriad City that is extremely famous for the pills it sells. I'm here this time to buy some medicine."

"I'm not here to buy medicine. I'm only interested in taking a look to broaden my horizons. I heard that the true owner of Yun Xin Loft is Yi Yun. He was the one who led the destruction of the Myriad Immortal Pavilion."

"I know that too. That Young Master Yi is truly a legend."

Yi Yun!

Behind this group of people, a man wearing a hood came to a sudden halt when he heard Yi Yun's name.

He looked at the distant Myriad City's skyline and his eyes flashed with killing intent.

The hooded man did not enter Myriad City and instead appeared on a mountain not far away.

After ensuring that there was no one around, he removed his hood.

If Yi Yun was here, he would have immediately recognized this person to be Skyfire Sacred Hands.

Back at the Grand Alchemical-cum-Medical Meet, Skyfire Sacred Hands had escaped but, after returning to his sect, he had been punished for losing the Soaring Serpent Skyfire and the loss of the Extreme Frost-ice Flame child flame of another disciple.

Even worse, he lost to a junior that had cultivated for less than a century in alchemy. Yi Yun had caused him to suffer immense ridicule. He felt that his confidence had been completely shattered by Yi Yun. With his Skyfire snatched away, his strength and alchemical skills had dropped drastically. As long as Yi Yun still drew breath, he could not eradicate the mental demons that plagued him.

Yi Yun himself was only at the Dao Palace realm. Skyfire Sacred Hands had prepared a particular item to deal with Yi Yun. He was confident that even if he unexpectedly failed to kill Yi Yun, he would be able to snatch away Yi Yun's flame.

Yi Yun's special flame left him with a sense of yearning.

However, when Skyfire Sacred Hands rushed back to Myriad City, Yi Yun had already entered seclusion. He had spent several years searching for him, but failed.

Although Yi Yun's whereabouts were unknown, Skyfire Sacred Hands remained very patient. He believed that he would be able to wait until the day Yi Yun appeared.

"Yi Yun, you only managed to drive the evil spirits away and cure the plague because of that special flame! When I rob you of your flame, you will have nothing and I will further my journey towards becoming an alchemical sage!" Skyfire Sacred Hands muttered to himself with a heavy and sinister expression.

The humiliation he had suffered felt like it was about to erupt and explode. He needed to vent it. Yi Yun had become a legendary figure of Myriad City and everyone extolled him. As for him, he had become like a despised tramp.

But at that moment, a voice suddenly sounded from behind him. "A very intense sense of hatred. Why don't you tell me in detail?"

Skyfire Sacred Hands's body stiffened.

Who had managed to silently appear behind him without his detection?

Skyfire Sacred Hands's figure immediately flew far away before turning around. He realized that there was a red-haired man standing in front of him only a few steps away.

The red-haired man looked at him apathetically. "I've been watching you for a long while. I have heard the name Yi Yun several times over the past few years. You seem to have a grudge against him? It's best you do not act foolishly. Although I have yet to recover to my peak state, you can still be easily defeated."

"Who… who are you!?" Skyfire Sacred Hands was overwhelmed by alarm. The person spoke strangely and his actions effused oddness!

In front of the red-haired man, Skyfire Sacred Hands felt his soul repressed. The man had followed him for several days without him noticing!?

"I will not repeat my question again. Tell me about Yi Yun!" The red-haired man spoke again.

Skyfire Sacred Hands had a feeling that if he did not answer him, the red-haired man would immediately attack.

True Martial World - Chapter 1207: Quasi-Sage Level

Time passed in an unfathomable fashion. In the underground world where Yi Yun entered seclusion, the days and nights could be determined from the pure Yang sun in the sky, but there was only one season. Thanks to the rich Yuan Qi, the vegetation here was evergreen.

It was truly a paradise. Ling Xie'er felt that she could live happily for the rest of time in this pocket world, especially when she looked at the idyllic scenery and thought of how Yi Yun was with her.

The only imperfection was that she almost never saw Yi Yun take a break.

Day after day, Yi Yun was constantly busy. For example, one time he had entered the alchemical lab and stayed in there for two years with the door closed.

Ever since Ling Xie'er woke up, the Heretical God Fire Seed experienced a qualitative change. It allowed Yi Yun to have even greater control over it.

Back when Yi Yun first obtained the Heretical God Fire Seed, he could only control one wisp when refining pills. Later on, thanks to the precious herb that Dong Shaoqing had brought him, Yi Yun had refined and consumed Mental Nourishing Pills. With him gaining more skill in controlling the flame, he was able to barely control two wisps of the Heretical God Fire Seed at once.

And now, after Ling Xie'er woke up, the Heretical God Fire Seed began possessing a spirit. In addition, Ling Xie'er had immense trust and reliance on Yi Yun. This was reflected in the Heretical God Fire Seed, as the flame became completely intrinsic to Yi Yun.

Now when Yi Yun used the Heretical God Fire Seed, he felt as though he had possessed it for tens of millions of years. He could control ten wisps of the flame while refining a pill without breaking a sweat.

This made Yi Yun's alchemical skills and Desolate Heaven technique increase rapidly. Therefore, over the two years of seclusion, Yi Yun began attempting to refine the sage-level pills that were recorded in the divine alchemist's notes.

Due to the great variety of pills and relics, in addition to the discovery of new pill formulas, there was no grading among lower quality pills.

However, for truly top-grade pills, there were unspoken grades. People who could refine sage-level pills and relics were considered alchemist sages.

The reason for Skyfire Sacred Hands's pride was that the Nine Cauldron Alchemical Sect had previously produced two alchemist sages. It was one of them that had managed to obtain the Extreme Frost-ice Flame mother flame.

These two alchemist sages determined the legacy of the Nine Cauldron Alchemical Sect. Their work had also facilitated the exuberance of the Nine Cauldron Alchemical Sect.

And now, with Yi Yun obtaining large quantities of treasured herbs from the destruction of the Myriad Immortal Pavilion, he had dozens of materials, all of them extremely precious.

With these materials, the enhanced Heretical God Fire Seed, and the Purple Crystal's help, Yi Yun finally met the minimum requirement needed to attempt refining sage-level pills.

Unfortunately, he was still somewhat lacking. All he could refine were quasi-sage level pills.

This difference of a single word left Yi Yun extremely displeased. Despite having control over all sorts of favorable conditions, he could not overcome that tiny obstruction.

In fact, even in the Candle Cauldron Divine Territory, which was well-known for its alchemy, quasi-sage alchemists were already extremely honorable. They were at the level of sect masters or grand elders of a major sect.

Even Skyfire Sacred Hands himself was still far from a quasi-sage.

"Phew–"

Inside the alchemical lab, Yi Yun exhaled. He felt the pinch when he looked at the destroyed dregs in the cauldron. Although he had tried his best to avoid using the most valuable herbs for refinement, he still found it a pity when some valuable supplementary herbs were destroyed. noveltranslationweb.blogspot.com

Some of the supplementary herbs would make Supremacies turn red with envy. Only a person as wealthy as Yi Yun could use herbs of that grade as fodder for an experiment.

"This can't carry on. If I attempt any more, I'll be wasting too many herbs. My cultivation has been delayed and I'm still too young. I lack the preparation, so it's just too difficult to become an alchemical sage immediately!"

With this thought in mind, he glanced at the floating Divine Alchemy Cauldron. Suddenly, he had a thought.

The Divine Alchemy Cauldron was a supreme-grade cauldron. To a very large extent, it determined the success rate of pill refinement. Unfortunately, the Divine Alchemy Cauldron was incomplete!

Its quality had dropped drastically because of its missing core array.

"If… I can fix the Divine Alchemy Cauldron, then perhaps I'll be able to refine sage-level pills."

With this thought in mind, Yi Yun felt somewhat tempted.

Everything would be completely different once he became an alchemist sage. He could attempt to refine Celestial Yuan Pills, True Dragon Relics, Great Unity Luck Pills, and other sage-level pills. Then, the day of him becoming a Supremacy would not be far off.

When that time came, powers like the Myriad Immortal Pavilion would be nothing to him. There would be no need for him to borrow the strength of City Lord Qin and company. He alone could easily obliterate any foe.

Unfortunately, the Divine Alchemy Cauldron's quality was too high. In order to mend it, he needed a refinement master and an ancient mystic array. This was easier said than done.

Another year passed, and the day arrived when Yi Yun finally came out of seclusion.

Ling Xie'er missed him terribly after not seeing him for so long.

"Brother Yi, why did you enter seclusion for so long? What did you do?" Ling Xie'er was somewhat clingy to Yi Yun. She had already run over to him and warmly held his arms.

Yi Yun smiled as he ruffled Ling Xie'er's tiny head. He did not say anything, but instead took out a number of bottles.

All the top treasured herbs that were swept away from the Myriad Immortal Pavilion had now been transformed into pills by Yi Yun.

Among them were nearly a hundred pills at the quasi-sage grade! As for pills that were slightly lower in grade, there were more than a thousand of them.

Although Yi Yun still lacked the ability to refine sage-grade pills, it did not stop him from using them. Without saving anything, he refined all of them.

Although it was a little wasteful of the medicinal essence, it was still an acceptable trade-off. After all, treasured herbs were meant to be used. If he ran out in the future, he could always search for them again. However, if his time and potential were wasted, they could never be gotten back. Now, Yi Yun was trying to increase his strength at all costs.

"So many pills!" Ling Xie'er said in astonishment.

"Yes. Unfortunately, my alchemical skills are lacking. I wasn't able to refine the best but I can make do with these."

If other sects heard Yi Yun's nonchalant reply, they would probably cry.

Such a batch of pills was worth more than the combined pill rooms of several large factions. Even if they had the same treasured herbs as Yi Yun, they would still need to plead with other refinement sects to refine the herbs for them. Even then, if they managed to hire someone to do so, the result would be at Skyfire Sacred Hands's level. The quality of the refined pills would be far inferior to Yi Yun's.

Yi Yun chose about a dozen soul nurturing pills from his stash, including the remaining Hollow Soul Pills, and handed them to Ling Xie'er.

"Xie'er, it's time you began cultivating."

"Cultivating?" Ling Xie'er was a little lost when she heard that term. Ever since she came into being, over her hundreds of millions of years of existence, she had never cultivated.

"Yes. The more you cultivate, the stronger your soul will be. Your incorporeal body will also become harder to damage. Furthermore, the spirituality of your true form, the Heretical God Fire Seed, will also become stronger. It will be easier for me to control it, allowing me to attempt even higher grade pills."

Ling Xie'er was taken aback momentarily when she heard Yi Yun's words. "My cultivation will help Brother Yi?"

"Yes. Xie'er, after you woke up, my ability to control the Heretical God Fire Seed had increased severalfold."

"Alright, I'll cultivate then." Ling Xie'er nodded heavily. Her raven-black eyes seemed to sparkle.

True Martial World - Chapter 1206: Ling Xie'er Awakens

In the tiny underground world, there was a cozily-decorated bedroom. The floor was covered with flowers that gathered around a soft bed. On that bed lay Ling Xie'er. Her tiny face was pale and her incorporeal body appeared weak.

She had been in slumber for a very long time. Despite having consumed half the Soul Returning Root, and had it nourishing her, her incorporeal body remained weak. It was as though just a tiny disturbance could scatter her into nothingness.

The way she looked only left one feeling sympathetic for her.

Yi Yun came to her side but did not take action. The Heretical God Fire Seed in his body gradually spread out, turning into wisps of azure smoke before lingering about Ling Xie'er.

After the long period of preparations, it was finally time to awaken Ling Xie'er. The Heretical God Fire Seed lingered in the form of azure smoke and seemed to be awaiting her awakening. The wisps of smoke gently caressed Ling Xie'er as though they were trying to awaken her.

Yi Yun opened a jade bottle, and immediately a medicinal aroma emanated the bedroom. Yi Yun poured out one of Hollow Soul Pills and gently opened Ling Xie'er's mouth, letting the pill roll in.

Ling Xie'er had an incorporeal body so ordinary pills were ineffective on her. However, the moment the Hollow Soul Pill entered her body, it immediately transformed into countless light dots that dispersed throughout her body, nourishing her ethereal form.

Soon, Ling Xie'er's body suffused a thin halo. Her body turned somewhat translucent because of the halo, as though she were an ice sculpture.

Upon seeing this scene, Yi Yun did not hesitate further. He took out another Hollow Soul Pill and fed it to Ling Xie'er.

After the second pill, the halo surrounding Ling Xie'er's body turned richer. Her pale face finally took on a reddish glow after so long.

With that, Yi Yun extended his hand and a small water blob flew out from the spiritual aqua. He placed the third Hollow Soul Pill into Ling Xie'er's mouth and downed it with a mouthful of spiritual aqua. At this moment, Yi Yun felt that the soul force in Ling Xie'er's body was constantly surging forth like water from a spring. This amount of soul force was not much different from when Yi Yun first met Ling Xie'er.

Yi Yun was delighted as he immediately fed her the fourth Hollow Soul Pill.

Not only could Hollow Soul Pills awaken Ling Xie'er, they were also soul medicine that could invigorate her. They were very beneficial to Ling Xie'er's body, so Yi Yun was not stingy in using them.

With that, in the hazy white light, Ling Xie'er's body slowly floated up. Following that, she gradually opened up her eyes… as though she was coming to after a long dream. She had finally awoken.

She looked at Yi Yun, her eyes showing a look of loss.

Looking around her, she found a pleasant scene. It stood in stark contrast to the fiery lands she remembered from before she lost consciousness.

"This is…"

Ling Xie'er was taken aback. She sensed her surroundings and found that the worldly array that once trapped her no longer existed. All the scorching heat, lava, and red molten liquid had vanished. This was an independent world that seemed to be a welcoming spring. It was cozy and beautiful.

The enemies that had tortured her were no longer around. Beside her, there was only a smiling Yi Yun.

"Xie'er, you have finally awoken."

Yi Yun sighed. His years of hard work were not in vain.

"Wasn't I already…"

Ling Xie'er remembered what had happened before she lost consciousness. She knew that she was like a candle in the wind and, in that state, it was only natural that her soul would weaken till she slowly died. However, she could sense the surging soul force running through her body. It was stronger than when she was in the Sun Burial Sandsea.

"Brother Yi, did you save me?" Ling Xie'er blinked and looked at him. She noticed the remaining Hollow Soul Pills in Yi Yun's hand. A simple glance was enough for her to tell that these miraculous pills contained soul force.

"Yes, and from now on, you will not be trapped by that massive array. I have someone I intend to search for and, at the same time, I want to become stronger. Xie'er, you can accompany me if you are willing."

Yi Yun held Ling Xie'er's hands. Although she had lived for such a long period of time, she did not seem like she could grow. She still looked like a prepubescent young girl. Her hand was much smaller than Yi Yun's, but after having consumed a few Hollow Soul Pills her body was more corporeal. Her hands even had a hint of warmth.

Although the Heretical God Fire Seed had fused with Yi Yun, he did not want to force Ling Xie'er to follow him because of that. He would absolutely not stop her if she wanted to leave.

Ling Xie'er had fallen into the prolonged slumber because she was trying to save him.

"Yes." Ling Xie'er nodded heavily and could not help but pounce into Yi Yun's embrace.

She hugged him and suddenly felt a sense of unprecedented safety. She had been on the verge of death but now she was revived. Furthermore, she had finally departed the hellish Sun Burial Sandsea, abandoning the everlasting loneliness. It made Ling Xie'er feel like she was in a dream.

She could finally see what the outside world was like.

…

While Yi Yun began his seclusion, other events transpired a million miles away, on the original grounds of the Jadewave Sect.

Ever since the Jadewave Sect moved, this place had become desolate. Especially, the World Stone mine of the Jadewave Sect, it had been sealed and destroyed. It looked no different from a ruin.

However, there were many things that could not be sealed.

At that moment deep underground, in the cold ancient ruin, a figure appeared.

It had appeared suddenly, and did not seem like it was part of the existing world.

The figure was a red-haired man in black clothes. He looked extremely young.

He studied the primordial ruin and the densely arranged tombs, finding thousands of holes. The tombs looked like they had been plowed. All the coffins were open and empty.

"What exactly happened?" The red-haired man's voice resounded in the ruin independently.

"I sensed something happening to the demonic servants, but by the time I got here I was already too late…"

The red-haired man stretched his hand out as a cold and horrifying aura emanated out immediately, covering the entire region.

However, no matter how far his aura emanated, the red-haired man did not sense an inkling of the demonic servants' auras.

It was not yet time for these demonic servants to awaken, and even if some of them had awoken prematurely, they would be in the minority. It was impossible for them all to awaken so suddenly.

"To think that in this world, there is someone who can detect traces of the demonic servants and do such a thing… No matter who it is, this person has to die or plans will be ruined."

Even if a typical warrior were to chance upon this ruin, there was no way they could discover the demonic servants. The cemetery had been sealed by a massive array and besides, the demonic servants were hard to discover.

"It looks like the plan has to be pushed forward."

The red-haired man muttered to himself and took a step forward. Beneath his feet, strange distortions happen around space. In one step, he had crossed vast distances and soon, he left the primordial ruin.

And this whole scene was not witnessed by anyone.

The original lands of the Jadewave Sect remained silent and dead. It was as though it was a desolate land that no being had ever stepped into before.

True Martial World - Chapter 1205: Hollow Soul Pill Completed

The Myriad Divine Territory spanned a vast area of land. A long mountain range stretched along the northern regions of the Myriad Divine Territory, and these mountain ranges were covered with primordial forests and had no traces of human activity.

In this mountainous valley, there was an amber-like lake. The water was still, allowing one to peer all the way to its bottom. It perfectly reflected the bright moon hanging in the night sky, exuding an extraordinary beauty.

"This shall be it."

Yi Yun looked at the surrounding landscape that was a model of a treasured land. Most importantly, it was quiet and undisturbed.

With a flick of his hand, the Thousand Snow flying sabers flew out like snowflakes as they formed a hurricane saber array that tore straight through the mountains and drilled deep down.

Yi Yun followed the Thousand Snow flying sabers and quickly came to a spot a hundred meters underground. Here, he used his pure Yang flames to open up a vast cave for himself.

Rooms were separated: a cultivation chamber, a herb garden, a bedroom, an alchemical lab, etc.

Following that, Yi Yun sealed the entrance and set up a concealment array. From afar, the entrance had vanished and even the valley could not be seen. There was only a lake with clear water. There was nothing that seemed amiss.

As a finishing touch, Yi Yun distorted the space underground. He separated the cavern into an independent pocket world. High in the sky hung a pure Yang sun, and he began planting random flowers and grass. He used his spiritual energy to cause them to instantly sprout, and soon, the underground pocket world was illuminated with the sun shining gaily. Nature was everywhere in the air and it seemed like an otherworldly paradise.

Yi Yun looked at his cavernous abode with satisfaction. Without knowing it, he was now capable of opening up a pocket world of his own. There was a time when such a feat seemed impossible to Yi Yun.

The cultivation chamber, bedroom and alchemical lab did not need any further description, but the herb garden was a special place. Yi Yun had dozens of precious herbs in his possession. They had been accumulated by the Myriad Immortal Pavilion over millions of years, so much so that the old freaks of the Nine Cauldron Alchemical Sect would turn envious at the mere sight of these treasures.

And among the dozens of herbs, the most precious ones were inside the two jade boxes in Yi Yun's hands.

Yi Yun first set up an array formation around the herb garden before opening a box.

"Whew!"

A white beam shot out, and a tiny white deer that was about a foot tall jumped out of the jade box and burrowed deep into the ground before vanishing.

This was a Whitejade Deer Monarch Ginseng, a supreme-grade herb. Furthermore, this herb had taken form and possessed intelligence. It made it more precious than any other precious item.

In the divine alchemist's notes, it was written that one could use Whitejade Deer Monarch Ginseng to refine Nine-Colored Pills that were used to aid a Supremacy in breaking through. Although Yi Yun was only at the Dao Palace realm, his foundations were robust and he had the Azure Wood Divine Tree in him, so he could definitely use such pills to cultivate.

Although the Whitejade Deer Monarch Ginseng had vanished, the space they were in had been sealed shut by Yi Yun's array. He did not need to fret about it for it had no means of escape. noveltranslationweb.blogspot.com

The second jade box opened up to another world. In it was an aquatic realm. Like the deer, a spiritual aqua had taken form.

Using such spiritual aqua for refinement was naturally excellent, but Yi Yun had no intentions of doing so. He planned on using the spiritual aqua to nourish the herb garden and even the entire cavernous abode. It would allow his seclusion to have adequate amounts of spiritual energy so that the herbs could grow luxuriantly.

Yi Yun completed furnishing his herbal garden in half a day’s time. Following that, he meditated in his alchemical lab for three days and three nights. After he felt that he recovered to peak condition, Yi Yun took out the Soul Returning Root he had.

All the supplementary herbs were prepared. With that, Yi Yun conjured the Divine Alchemy Cauldron.

Although it had lost its core array, it was not of great importance. With Yi Yun's present strength and the numerous supreme-grade herbs he had, refining the Hollow Soul Pills would be a sure thing.

Yi Yun took a deep breath as he looked solemnly at the herbs. He lit up the Divine Alchemy Cauldron using the Heretical God Fire Seed with one hand and threw a supplementary herb in.

In the past, using the Purple Crystal, Yi Yun could extract the medicinal essence in minutes. He had even thrown numerous herbs into a cauldron once, extracting them all together.

However, Yi Yun was especially meticulous this time. Not only did he extract each herb one at a time, he even took thirty minutes to extract every herb, ensuring that he could flawlessly extract the medicinal essence from them, without a shred of waste.

After four hours of this, Yi Yun finally began refining the main herb, the Soul Returning Root.

The Soul Returning Root that the Myriad Immortal Pavilion had found was of better quality, but the remaining half of Yi Yun’s Soul Returning Root did not go to waste. Both of the Soul Returning Roots were placed into the Divine Alchemy Cauldron and refined together.

This time, Yi Yun spent two hours refining the Soul Returning Root. Bit by bit, he painstakingly extracted each strand of essence like he was undergoing a complex surgery.

As he maintained the Heretical God Fire Seed, Yi Yun found his mental energies taxed. However, he was long prepared for this moment. He consumed a Soul Restoring Relic that he had prepared ahead of time. The spiritual aqua that had taken form had also been moved into the alchemical lab, providing him with the purest spiritual energies.

Finally, when all the medicinal essence was done extracting, Yi Yun did not rush to the completion seals. Instead, he spent an entire day carefully baking the herbal liquid using the Heretical God Fire Seed, cleansing it of all impurities.

The liquid that was about the size of a fist shrunk, becoming crystalline and resplendent, with an emerald green luster.

At this point, even if Yi Yun ended the refinement process, just the herbal liquid would be a supreme-grade liquid that could be used for restoring the soul.

But Yi Yun pressed on, and began forming his seals. Every seal was done conscientiously and meticulously. The Hollow Soul Pills needed a hundred and eight seals. With the Purple Crystal's absolute control over energy, each seal was done perfectly.

Finally—pill completion!

At this moment, Yi Yun had already consumed his second Soul Restoring Relic. He planned to complete it in one go. Be it the opportunity or the heating required, he had to grasp it perfectly.

"Peng!"

The lid of the Divine Alchemy Cauldron flew open as a green beam shot out. Yi Yun grabbed at it as he held hot pills in his hands. When he spread out his palm, he saw a total of nine Hollow Soul Pills!

Every Hollow Soul Pill had beautiful pill engravings that were formed naturally from the worldly laws.

The maximum number of Hollow Soul Pills that could be refined in one cauldron was nine. Not a single pill was missing and each of them was perfect. It could be said that this was the most successful cauldron of pills that Yi Yun had ever refined!

Upon seeing this scene, Yi Yun was delighted. He breathed out and wiped away the dense beads of sweat that had formed across his forehead.

Finally, all his efforts had not been in vain. The supreme-grade herbs that were aged and in high demand, together with the Heretical God Fire Seed, Soul Restoring Relics, and the spiritual aqua that had taken form had facilitated such an outcome.

Hollow Soul Pills were extremely precious. They were, to date, the most precious pills Yi Yun had ever refined. With these nine Hollow Soul Pills in hand, he could finally treat Ling Xie'er. The remaining Hollow Soul Pills were also very useful to Yi Yun.