78: Treatment? You treated yourself all night?!

Inside the light screen, the scene was blurry and shaking, seemingly at the bottom of a gloomy pond covered with water plants.

A boy, about twenty years old, with a face eight or nine parts similar to his current one but with timid and terrified eyes, was struggling in the water, gradually losing consciousness.

Just then, an extremely dim gray stream of light, as if it could extinguish at any moment, carrying the phantom of a small bronze universe cauldron covered with cracks, emerged from an unknown place and silently merged into the boy's glabella!

The boy's body twitched violently, then became completely still.

A moment later, he reopened his eyes. The timidity and terror in them had vanished, replaced by a profound weariness and gloom utterly unsuited to his age, along with a hint of wild joy and calculation after escaping a predicament!

"Ah hahaha! I, Venerable Xuan You, survived a great calamity and even obtained this incomplete Immortal Artifact universe cauldron. Although this body is trash, in my hands, it will eventually become a figure who stirs up the world. With the universe cauldron, this life of mine will surely surpass my previous life!"

Tang Jia Third Young Master in the image had a ferocious expression, his eyes exuding an unparalleled wildness, and a small, cracked cauldron appeared in his hand, his gaze fanatical.

The light screen changed, showing Tang Jia Third Young Master waking up in a room, facing the anxious Liu Yunshu and the Tang Family members.

He quickly adapted to his identity, feigning the appearance of surviving a great disaster and having a sudden awakening, pretending to have suddenly gained enlightenment, with his cultivation and Comprehension Ability rapidly advancing day by day!

The scene stopped abruptly, the light screen shattered, and the light of the destiny compass completely dimmed.

However, this scene was preserved by the destiny compass.

Ten thousand Top-Grade Spirit Stones exchanged for an image that lasted less than half a cup of tea, but was packed with information!

"As expected!"

A cold light flickered in Lu Yu's eyes.

"Possession! And with a damaged Immortal Artifact universe cauldron, you little brat, hehe!"

With this ironclad evidence, the next time Liu Yunshu came, he would be able to completely tear off Tang Jia Third Young Master's disguise!

However, it was not appropriate to make this public now. Tang Jia Third Young Master had to die by his own hands, and he didn't know if he had any means of 'golden cicada shedding its shell', after all, in his previous life, he was a Mahayana Stage Cultivator!

After entering the Sword Soul Secret Realm, which is completely sealed off, it would be a good place!

"Tang Jia Third Young Master, and Tang San behind you... just wait, Sword Soul Secret Realm, we'll have a good time."

He also put away the soul sacrificing rope, tidied his clothes, and checked the sky; it was already the afternoon of the next day.

The final ranking battle on the Sword Discussion Platform was tomorrow, he still had time to adjust and consolidate, but today he had to draw lots to choose tomorrow's opponent.

Thinking of Liu Yunshu's shy and affectionate look when she left, and the generous rewards from the System, Lu Yu was in a great mood.

This Heavenly Sword Trial was indeed the right choice to come to.

He identified the direction and leisurely walked towards the Sword Discussion Platform area of the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect plaza.

On the other side, Liu Yunshu had already arrived at the Sword Discussion Platform in the main plaza of the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect.

As soon as Liu Yunshu flew back to the Tang Family's territory on her sword, before her feet were even steady, she was blocked by Tang Jia Third Young Master.

The brat's face was as black as if splashed with ink, and the gloom in his eyes almost dripped onto the ground.

"Mother!"

He grabbed Liu Yunshu's wrist, with terrifying force, his eyes filled with a desperate longing, hoping not to hear the answer he feared within.

"Where did you go last night? How could you be entangled with that Lu Yu? Did he..."

"Third Young Master!"

Liu Yunshu frowned slightly, her wrist gently twisted, and a soft force dissolved his grip.

Her face still carried an un-faded flush of spring, her gaze softer than usual by three points. At this moment, she forced herself to be calm, and her voice was still steady.

"Don't talk nonsense. Last night, my old illness suddenly flared up, and I happened to meet Fellow Daoist Lu. As the Tianyan Divine Son, he has many Medicinal Pills with him, so he kindly helped me regulate, and now I am fine."

She spoke half-truths, her tone calm, but the lazy satisfaction thoroughly nourished on her brows and eyes, and the faintly floating warmth around her body, subtly resonating with Lu Yu's Nine Yang Qi, how could it escape the eyes of an old ghost like Tang Jia Third Young Master?

"Regulate?"

Tang Jia Third Young Master's molars were almost grinding out sparks, his voice squeezed through his teeth.

"In that desolate mountain wilderness, in the stone forest, regulated for an entire night?"

Yesterday, he personally witnessed them both entering the depths of the Sword Valley!

Now, seeing Liu Yunshu's radiant and plump appearance, the evil fire in his heart burned even more fiercely.

How was this regulating?

This was clearly!

Uncontrollable filthy images flashed through his mind, and he felt as if a green cloud was pressing down on his head, wishing he could flay Lu Yu alive immediately!

"Third Young Master!"

Liu Yunshu's face darkened, her tone turning cold.

"Mind your status! I am your mother, and I know my limits. Fellow Daoist Lu is an upright gentleman who merely helped me relieve my illness. Do not make baseless conjectures with your sordid thoughts!"

She felt guilty saying this herself, but she had to maintain her composure.

Especially when she recalled Lu Yu's mention of the possibility of Possession last night, and then looked at Tang Jia Third Young Master's almost disheveled and obsessive appearance, the doubt and chill in her heart deepened a few points.

Tang Jia Third Young Master stared at her, his chest heaving like bellows, but in the end, he forcefully suppressed the brutality back into his eyes and squeezed out a distorted smile.

"Yes, Mother's lesson is right. It was my slip of the tongue. It's good that you are well... it's good that you are well."

He turned around, his fingernails digging deep into his palm, oblivious to the seeping blood.

Lu Yu... good heavens, Lu Yu!

I haven't even sought trouble with you, yet you've already touched my person!

Just wait, the Sword Soul Secret Realm will be your burial ground!

On the other side, Lu Yu, just as the hour of chen was ending, leisurely strolled back to the Heavenly Evolution Immortal Sect's territory.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, several gazes pierced him.

"Oh, our great Saint Lu didn't come home last night. Where did he go for his romantic escapades?"

Li Miaoer was the first to bounce over, her cat ears straight up, circling Lu Yu, her nose twitching hard.

"Tsk tsk, this smell... it's like Advanced spiritual plants mixed with the fragrance of ripe fruit, and a bit of... an indescribably warm and cloying Qi. Honestly, did you sneak off to eat something?"

Her nose was even sharper than a treasure-hunting mouse's.

Mu Lingxi said nothing, only quietly gazed at Lu Yu, her eyes hiding scrutiny and a hint of imperceptible tension.

Even Fourth Senior Sister Yun Guying, who usually only cared about swords and not people, glanced at him while holding her sword.

That look was so cold, Lu Yu felt a chill down his neck.

"Fifth Senior Sister, your imagination is wider than a Secret Realm."

Lu Yu said with an unbothered expression, laughing it off.

"Last night, my Sword Intent had a Breakthrough, and my cultivation also reached a critical point. I found a secluded spot to comprehend. Perhaps I got some night dew and floral Qi from the valley. Didn't you notice that my cultivation has now reached Nascent Soul sixth-stage? What, are you jealous of my cultivation growth rate, Senior Sister?"

As he spoke, he naturally released a wisp of Qi.

It was indeed Nascent Soul sixth-stage, and his Foundation was solid and profound, with a faintly surging momentum that couldn't be faked.

"Hmph, I'd be crazy to believe you."

Li Miaoer pouted, her attention somewhat diverted.

"Your cultivation has Advanced again. I don't know how you manage such a cultivation speed!"

Mu Lingxi's expression softened slightly, and she smiled faintly.

"Congratulations, Junior Martial Uncle."

Yun Guying withdrew her gaze, no longer paying attention.

She only cared about how Lu Yu's sword practice was progressing; as for other matters... as long as it didn't interfere with sword practice, he could do as he pleased.

The drawing ceremony quickly began.

A huge white jade lot box rose in the center of the plaza, spiritual light swirling.

The leaders of each domain stepped forward, drawing opponents on behalf of their Disciples.

For the Nascent Soul group, the several Cultivators from Heavenly Evolution Immortal Sect who had Advanced stepped forward to draw lots.

Lu Yu's face was expressionless. He reached out and grabbed, and a jade slip flew out, suspended in mid-air, spiritual light converging into words.

"Blazing Sun Domain, Fentian Sacred Valley, Gu Yan."

"Good Luck with your draw."

Li Miaoer leaned over and glanced: "Fentian Sacred Valley specializes in fire element cultivation. This Gu Yan is also an Immortal Seed from Fentian Sacred Valley, and his attribute is also fire. He's half-kin to your Nine Yang Haori Body. He's at Nascent Soul eighth-stage and possesses the Blazing Heaven Sword Bone. He's quite famous among the younger generation in the Blazing Sun Domain, a tough opponent."

"Tough opponents are good."

Lu Yu smiled, unconcerned. He was currently pondering the Fusion of Myriad Phenomena Sword Intent and the Four Seasons Sword Art, and he needed a worthy opponent to test his moves.

A fire-attribute Sword Cultivator?

Perfect for seeing whose fire was fiercer.

The drawing results were announced one after another, bringing joy to some and sorrow to others.

Xiao Wuqing drew a Saint from the Star Holy Land in the Star Region. His strength was considerable, but for Xiao Wuqing, it wasn't he who should be sorrowful, but his opponent.

Tang Jia Third Young Master drew a Genius opponent from a Sword Cultivator family, but his face remained so gloomy it looked like it could wring out water. He clearly didn't care about the opponent he drew, his mind evidently no longer on this arena.

After the drawing, as everyone was about to disperse and return to their residences to recuperate, a low gasp suddenly echoed across the plaza.

"Look! Fairy Yun is moving!"

"She's going to the sword stele!"

"Could it be that she's going to...?"

Lu Yu followed the sound and saw that Fourth Senior Sister Yun Guying, at some unknown point, had walked alone to the very center of the plaza.

This time, Yun Guying's presence captivated the gazes of countless Cultivators, all wanting to know if she would challenge the sword stele!

Yun Guying was now heading to the center of the plaza, where a colossal monument, a veritable miracle, stood!

The Heavenly Sword Divine Sect's Ancient Sword Stele!

The stele was nine hundred and ninety-nine zhang tall, formed naturally from a single piece of Nine Heavens Starstone.

Legend has it that this stone was a fragment that fell when the two Demon Sword Immortals fought to the death a hundred thousand years ago, piercing through the Immortal Realm barrier. After being continuously scoured and honed by the residual Sword Intent of the two Sword Immortals for a hundred thousand years, it had long since transcended the mortal and become the unique sacred object of the Sword Dao in this Realm.

The stele's body was a dull silver, covered with deep and shallow carvings, and countless names, all left by exceptionally talented Sword Cultivators throughout history.

The height of the carvings directly reflected the Sword Dao attainment of the name-leaver at their respective Realm.

The lower the height, the denser the names, like countless stars.

The higher the height, the sparser the names, like morning stars.

Below five hundred zhang, names were as numerous as carp crossing a river.

Above seven hundred zhang, they were as rare as Phoenix feathers and Qilin horns.

Above eight hundred zhang, every ten zhang higher represented a legend of an era.

And at the very top, at the nine hundred and ninety-nine zhang limit, there were only three names, like three eternally burning stars, suppressing the supreme Luck of the entire sword stele!

Ye Hanshuang, Li Feifan, Xiao Tian.