Published: September 9, 2025
Chapter 783: The Sword Formation Takes Shape
Suddenly, a strange scene unfolded. The transparent liquid began to split and transform bit by bit, forming six silver beads the size of thumbs, spinning slowly in midair.
Han Li took a deep breath and suddenly bit his tongue, spraying a mouthful of his refined blood.
As soon as the refined blood touched the surface of these beads, each one absorbed it completely without a trace. The color of the beads then changed dramatically, turning into a golden yellow, resembling something forged from pure red gold.
Seeing this, Han Li’s spirit lifted. He opened his mouth again, and a streak of azure light shot out. After swirling once, it stopped right in front of him.
It was a mini flying sword, faintly azure, about an inch long, shimmering with spiritual light.
Han Li pointed at one of the golden beads formed from the Geng Essence. At once, the bead turned into a beam of golden light, shooting directly at the small sword, then melting and evenly coating its surface.
Immediately, the little sword gleamed with dazzling golden light.
Raising his brows, Han Li tapped the ground a few times. Several auxiliary materials flew up one by one, merging strangely into the flying sword.
He then gestured toward the sword, and in an instant, it flew into his palm. With a "puchi" sound, a small ball of azure infant fire appeared out of thin air, enveloping the flying sword.
Han Li slowly closed his eyes and used his spiritual awareness to control the infant fire, beginning the refining process.
Only when the Geng Essence infused with refined blood completely fused with the flying sword — becoming one without distinction between each other — would the refining be considered complete.
Days passed as Han Li steadily refined the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword within the secret chamber, not even taking a moment to rest.
If not for the Ten-Thousand-Year Spiritual Liquid, which could promptly restore his consumed magical power, he really wouldn’t have been able to persist for such a short period.
Outside the secluded mansion, as the day of the arranged meeting with the man in the black robe drew near, some who knew about it began to grow anxious, especially the silver-haired elder.
Just yesterday, someone had used a flying sword to send a jade slip into the Luoyun Sect, containing the exact location for Han Li’s meeting.
The place was not only dangerous in terrain but also very far from Yunmeng Mountain. If Han Li didn’t exit the secluded mansion soon, it would be too late.
While the silver-haired elder was restlessly pacing in the Side Hall of the Council Hall, Han Li’s figure silently appeared at the entrance.
“Junior brother, you’ve come out of seclusion. Has the magical treasure been refined?” The elder turned around, sensing something, and saw Han Li at the door, exclaiming with joy.
“Finally, I barely finished the refining. Senior brother, I heard that the man sent another jade slip with the meeting location. Is that true?” Han Li asked calmly, more composed than a month ago.
“That’s right. He wants to meet you at the peak of Pillar of Heaven Mountain. Here’s the jade slip he sent. Take a look.” The silver-haired elder nodded and tossed a green jade slip to Han Li.
Han Li caught the jade slip and immediately immersed his spiritual awareness, quickly scanning it.
“Hmph! He insists I go alone and must bring the golden thunder bamboo magical treasure. Seems he knows me pretty well, even knowing about me and Nangong Wan. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be so confident.” Han Li snorted coldly, a trace of harshness flashing across his face.
“With his magical abilities, secretly and thoroughly investigating your and Sister Nangong’s matters is indeed easy. After all, low-rank immortal cultivators can’t keep anything secret in front of such great supernatural ability demon cultivators. But junior brother, I can’t let you take such a risk alone. I’ve arranged for Fire Dragon Attendant Boy and five or six trusted fellow practitioners to follow you. You go first; we’ll trail behind. Once that man appears, we’ll attack together and capture him. Let him know that our Xi Country isn’t a place to come and go at will,” the silver-haired elder said bitterly.