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"You... you... what else do you want?"

"Keh keh keh..."

......

Junior Sister Wen suddenly snapped out of her daze, only to see Gu Qingfeng vanish into the moonlight.

Even though his cultivation was temporarily sealed, his physical strength alone allowed him to cover dozens of miles in an instant.

Soon, he escaped the range of the Sealing Array, and his cultivation immediately surged back to life, his speed increasing exponentially.

With a series of spells—Size Manipulation, Invisibility, Concealment, Disguise, Earth Evasion—he seemed to disappear into thin air.

......

Once Gu Qingfeng reached a safe location, he wasted no time entering his Palm World to take stock of his spoils.

He ignored the rare treasures, pills, and divine weapons, focusing instead on searching for Emperor-Class Scriptures, Sealing Array talismans, and divine swords.

These three items were the only things he truly needed at the moment.

Soon, from the spatial rings of the four, Gu Qingfeng retrieved seven divine swords—two of them Supreme-Grade Divine Weapons, while the rest, aside from Junior Sister Wen’s Mid-Grade Divine Weapon, were all Peak-Grade Divine Weapons.

He caressed each sword one by one, drooling uncontrollably.

"As expected of disciples from an Imperial Court Sect—so unbelievably rich!"

Now, he had all thirty-six divine swords, with several extras to spare.

When it came to divine swords, Gu Qingfeng never had enough. Thirty-six was good, but seventy-two or even one hundred and eight would be even better.

After examining the thirty-five swords, he took out the Sacred Weapon forged from dragon scales and placed them all into the Genggold Sword Box.

"One Sacred Weapon, two Supreme-Grade Divine Weapons, six Peak-Grade Divine Weapons, seven High-Grade Divine Weapons, and the rest Mid- or Low-Grade Divine Weapons—with this lineup, even a Heaven Origin Realm expert would kneel before my Genggold Sword Array!"

Normally, a sword array of one hundred and eight Low-Grade Divine Weapons could rival a Heaven Origin expert.

Though Gu Qingfeng only had thirty-six swords, their quality more than made up for the quantity.

With a Sacred Weapon and Supreme-Grade Divine Weapons in the mix, they far surpassed a hundred Low-Grade Divine Weapons.

Now, all that remained was to refine them before unleashing their power!

"Keh keh keh... Once the Thirty-Six Genggold Sword Array is complete, I’ll dominate the Divine Pill Realm!"

Unable to wait, Gu Qingfeng summoned a clone to refine the swords while he continued sorting through his spoils.

Before long, he found an ancient talisman among the treasures—the very Sealing Array the Man with the Surname Qin had used. The only downside was that there was only one left.

But he wasn’t worried. Activating his Truth-Seeking Eyes and Seven-Aperture Exquisite Body, he began deciphering it. An hour later, he had fully mastered the Sealing Array.

Once his cultivation grew stronger, he could cast the array without relying on talismans.

As for replicating the talisman, that was impossible for now—not because he couldn’t inscribe it, but because it was an ancient talisman requiring rare materials that were nearly extinct.

Next, he searched for Emperor-Class Scriptures. Divine swords and the Sealing Array were external aids, but Emperor-Class Scriptures were the foundation of true power!

Yet, after scouring through countless manuals, he found none.

"Dammit! Why are there no Emperor-Class Scriptures?"

"Is the Sword Sect so strict with their inheritance?"

"Or... did these four never even learn Emperor-Class Scriptures?"

After some thought, Gu Qingfeng concluded it was the latter. Though these four were talented and possessed vast divine power, they were still just ordinary geniuses.

Emperor-Class Scriptures?

They were the legacy of supreme experts, among the most powerful cultivation methods in the Cangming Realm. Those who practiced them would far surpass their peers in strength and aura.

If the Man with the Surname Qin had cultivated an Emperor-Class Scripture, he wouldn’t have needed the Sealing Array—his raw power alone would’ve been enough to withstand the Heavenly Thunder Pearls.

Moreover, Emperor-Class Scriptures were far too precious. Even in the Sword Sect, not everyone had access to them.

"Sigh... It seems I’ll have to find another way to obtain an Emperor-Class Scripture."

"For now, I should check their records to see if there’s anything about purifying one’s essence, energy, and spirit."

So Gu Qingfeng began flipping through the texts.

Two hours later, he finished reading everything—and to his delight, he actually found something!

Not in a manual, but in a secret sect decree!

From that decree, he finally understood why these four had left the Sword Sect to wander around.

Three thousand miles northwest of the Primordial Forbidden Land stood a towering mountain—Mount Xuan.

Within it lay an ancient secret realm: the Xuantian Secret Realm!

The Xuantian Secret Realm opened once every hundred years, and each opening was a grand event for the Greenwood Domain. Sects, clans, and great families would send their elites to participate.

Some sought treasures, while others sought trials and fame.

The path of cultivation was never smooth—it was forged in blood and fire. Geniuses coddled in sects would never grow without battle.

Legend had it that the Xuantian Secret Realm was once a trial ground established by the ancient Xuantian Sect for its disciples. Inside were countless ancient treasures, divine techniques, and Supreme-Grade Divine Weapons.

Having existed for tens of thousands of years, the realm had long been abandoned after the Xuantian Sect’s fall. With no one to harvest them, the rare herbs and materials had grown wildly, with ten-thousand-year spirit medicines everywhere.

Even an Imperial Court Sect like the Sword Sect coveted such wealth—hence why they had sent their disciples to participate.

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