540: The primordial spirit transforms into a sword and reaches perfection.

Yao Delong stood quietly where he was, taking a deep breath of the rich, moist Origin Qi of the vegetation.

Though he clearly hadn't made the slightest movement, the trajectories of a few spiraling specks of dust in the courtyard,

weirdly froze in the air for a moment, as if lightly pressed down by an invisible thought.

In his perception, which was sharpened to the extreme, the surrounding space was no longer stable and smooth; the flow of air,

the circulation of plant juices, and even the rhythmic twitching and nibbling of a snow rabbit buried in the grass in the corner... all of it turned into an incredibly delicate and well-structured melody flowing through his Divine Sense.

He tapped his fingertip lightly.

There was no Sword Qi, and the tiny vortex stirred by his fingertip didn't touch anything.

However, several withered yellow bamboo leaves that had just fallen onto the stone table,

quietly shattered and crumbled from the center of their veins without warning,

as if crushed by an invisible Void Realm sword wheel that had been rolled and tempered hundreds of millions of times in the void, turning into invisible powder and being swept away by the wind.

Even deep within the Divine Fire, there was a resonance!

A silent and soundless harmony, control at a single thought!

This was the Unity of Man and Sword. The Realm of Late Stage Soul Transformation Peak!

“Refreshing!” A smile curled at the corners of his mouth as he felt an unprecedented sense of control, “One month in the Burial God Abyss, and the improvement is massive!”

“This month in the Burial God Abyss has brought a massive improvement!”

Immediately after, his mind sank into his Sea of Consciousness.

“System,” Yao Delong communicated with that familiar existence via his intent,

“Take the ‘Primordial Spirit Sword Transformation’ chapter of 【Heart Sword Without Trace】... and infuse it directly to Perfection! How much do I need?”

The cold mechanical voice, devoid of any emotion, responded instantly:

Ding! To upgrade the secret scripture branch Divine Ability ‘Primordial Spirit Sword Transformation’ to the Perfection level requires 200 points of yin-yang value.

Detected host's current yin-yang value balance: 290 points. Do you confirm?

“Confirm!” Yao Delong didn't hesitate at all. Save them? Saving them won't make them multiply!

Instruction confirmed! 200 yin-yang value points deducted! 90 points remaining! Beginning infusion of ‘Heart Sword Primordial Spirit Sword Transformation Perfection Core Profound Truth’... Buzz—!

A vast torrent, far exceeding the one when Bi Yao unlocked the Seal,

carrying absolute control and mastery tempered a thousand times over, instantly flooded into Yao Delong's core consciousness!

It wasn't complex information, but an “insight” imprinted like bone marrow and muscle memory!

The supreme method of merging Heart Sword with Primordial Spirit, concentrating pure Sword Intent, and slaying enemies by breaking through space in an instant... it was as if he had practiced it hundreds of millions of times over long years, and it had already reached the Transcendent stage!

In the Sea of Consciousness, that phantom of the Heart Sword, which originally floated beside the Primordial Spirit, suddenly burst with brilliant light.

With a clear, long hum of “Qiang,” it instantly disintegrated, turning into hundreds of millions of brilliant points of light,

all of which merged into Yao Delong's golden, glowing Primordial Spirit! Perfection as desired!

Yao Delong's thought moved again!

Swoosh!

A terrifying Sword Intent, condensed to the extreme, invisible and intangible yet making the entire courtyard space seem to collapse inward slightly,

condensed out of thin air directly at the brow of his Primordial Spirit!

With another thought, this condensed, terrifying killing move dispersed like mercury, completely merging into the Primordial Spirit without a trace!

“Wonderful!” Yao Delong's eyes lit up,

“This thing is a sure-kill move specifically for the Primordial Spirit! It's a life-ending needle that pierces through the Primordial Spirit's fortress! It must definitely be kept as one of my trump cards!”

His confidence was bursting, “As long as there's no Heaven-Defying Dao Artifact to protect the Divine Soul, I can walk with my head held high!

Encountering that Old Demon Hundred Refinements again? Humph, why use a butcher's knife to kill a chicken; other moves would be a waste!”

However, looking at the remaining 90 points of yin-yang value, Yao Delong rubbed his brow:

“You only realize how little money you have when you need to use it... alright, time to start working hard to get rich!”

Lifting his feet, his body moved with his will, with almost no perceptible lag in spatial distance,

his figure silently appeared outside his Junior Sister Lin Qingxue's Immortal Cave.

After the Unity of Man and Sword, even his movement techniques carried the sharp intent and fluidity of a sword, fast without a hint of worldly presence.

His perception spread out: “Eh? Both little girls are here?”

Inside was exactly Lin Qingxue's cold yet slightly soft aura, as well as... that pure, icy-cold sharp aura from the recently transformed Little White Flood Dragon Qiong Shuang.

He stepped inside. The Immortal Cave had a texture as if built from ice and jade.

Sure enough, he saw two beauties, one big and one small, sitting opposite each other by the window.

Lin Qingxue was still in that plain white palace dress, her temperament as clear and cold as a fresh lotus on a snowy Peak, while Qiong Shuang, sitting opposite her,

was no longer in her previous cute beast form, but had transformed into an “ice beauty” wearing silver-scaled soft armor, with a tall and exquisite figure,

and a face that was cold and stunning, yet somehow carried a hint of a lively aura!

The two seemed to be discussing the operational details of some ice-cold technique; Lin Qingxue's words were cold,

while Qiong Shuang tilted her head and listened intently, occasionally raising some questions that were still childish but pointed straight to the core.

Yao Delong's arrival naturally couldn't be hidden from anyone present.

Two pairs of eyes instantly turned toward him.

A flash of surprise crossed Lin Qingxue's eyes, followed by an undisguised look of amazement!

In just one month, Senior Brother's aura had actually become restrained to such a degree?

That sense of sharpness unintentionally emitted as he walked actually cut into the space of the Immortal Cave—which was as stable as cold jade—causing a very faint ripple!

Moreover, it carried a profound bearing that looked down upon those of the same stage.

“Senior Brother...” Lin Qingxue stood up, her cold, dark, and bright eyes falling on Yao Delong,

“Your Sword Intent... is like an abyss and a sea, pure and condensed a hundred times more than before! You are...”

“Senior Brother... your sword dao seems to have made some progress?”

Lin Qingxue's cold voice carried a hint of imperceptible fluctuation, like tiny ripples on a lake surface.

Those eyes, as clear and cold as a frozen pond, were currently fixed on Yao Delong.

Although her cultivation was not as high as Yao Delong's, as a Late Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator, her spiritual sense was also extremely sharp!

Standing in the courtyard at this moment, even though Yao Delong had restrained most of his Unity of Man and Sword state,

that “sense of sharpness” as if his body were an invisible divine sword, along with the sense of fullness and harmony of the energy within his body,

which was nearing the majestic feeling of the Void Refining Realm, was still like a bright moon in the dark night to her!

Yao Delong laughed loudly, his laughter stirring a faint invisible sharp vortex in the courtyard, making the distant bamboo leaves rustle:

“Junior Sister has a good eye! This month of secluded cultivation has indeed yielded no small harvest; my sword dao has luckily—stepped into the Third Realm!”

“Unity of Man and Sword?!”

Lin Qingxue, who was as cold as snow, couldn't help but cry out in surprise, her mouth slightly agape, her eyes instantly lighting up with brilliant luster!

It was a pure light of sincere joy for the great achievement attained by someone close to her.

She knew too well what this meant!

It meant that her Senior Brother, at such a young age, had already taken a key step on the long road to climbing the Peak of sword dao,

a step that countless Sword Cultivators looked up to!

“Congratulations, Senior Brother! Your sword dao has reached Major Achievement!” Her voice trembled slightly, carrying a heartfelt excitement and respect.

Looking at the pure joy in her eyes, Yao Delong's heart also warmed, and he smiled as he cupped his hands:

“Congratulations to us both! Isn't Junior Sister also about to catch up? You're at the Late Nascent Soul Stage, and your Foundation is very solid; your brilliance can no longer be hidden.”

He winked, his tone carrying a bit of playfulness.

Swish!

Two extremely gorgeous red clouds instantly flew onto Lin Qingxue's fair, jade-like cheeks!

That shyness came both quickly and fiercely; she gave Yao Delong a fierce, reproachful glare, the meaning in her eyes almost turning into words to be thrown at him:

It's all because of your embarrassing Dual Cultivation secret method! My breaking through so quickly... is it the same thing?!

“Hey—!”

An extremely exaggerated voice, full of resentment and speechlessness, exploded.