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“Without the Seven-Colored Tribulation Lightning Dragon to help me deactivate it, what am I to do?”

Meng Yun paced anxiously, staring at the Demon Seed Flesh on the table.

It was like seeing good meat but being unable to eat it!

This was the downside of simulation.

The crisis was immense, but there was no strength.

Twin flowers? The other half of his soul might have already turned into a Demon Seed.

Gradual progress? That was for sign-in upgrades.

Array Master? Forget it, he’d never heard of a deactivation array.

Wait, wasn’t there still the demon suppression stone?

He almost forgot about it!

Within his dantian, the demon suppression stone was summoned by Meng Yun out of thin air.

Staring at the pitch-black stone, Meng Yun looked expectant: “I hope you truly live up to your name and can help me suppress demons!”

As spiritual energy activated the demon suppression stone, an invisible fluctuation began to spread.

This fluctuation had no effect on ordinary people, but it was a natural nemesis for Demon Seeds.

Almost the instant Meng Yun activated the demon suppression stone, the bottle containing the Demon Seed Flesh shattered with a bang.

The blood, imbued with the Demon Seed’s spirituality, was like a mouse seeing a cat, wriggling and stretching in the air like an amoeba, twisting its body in an attempt to escape.

How could Meng Yun let it succeed?

With a wave of his hand, he splashed the blood directly onto the demon suppression stone.

The demon suppression stone seemed provoked, releasing supreme power and refining it instantly.

Hissing sounds were incessant.

In just a moment, the blood, with its active Demon Seed properties, was completely purified by the demon suppression stone, becoming cultivation material that could no longer corrupt people’s hearts.

“As expected of the demon suppression stone.”

After retracting the demon suppression stone into his body, Meng Yun enveloped the Demon Seed Flesh with spiritual energy and began cultivating the Saint Divine Supreme Art.

Perhaps countless predecessors had attempted to deactivate Demon Seed Flesh for cultivation of the Saint Divine Supreme Art.

But those who could thoroughly deactivate it, like Meng Yun, should be extremely rare.

…

A day passed in a flash.

Meng Yun opened his eyes.

With the help of the Demon Seed Flesh, the Saint Divine Supreme Art progressed by leaps and bounds; in just one day, Meng Yun advanced from the early Nascent Soul stage to the mid Nascent Soul stage.

If he refined all of this blood, reaching the peak Nascent Soul stage would be no problem at all.

“It’s time to see how much my Demon Subduing Sword has been repaired.”

Meng Yun pushed the door open.

Nangong Jing had already gone to the altar blessing ceremony; the royal family always needed someone to represent them at such events.

As the most favored little princess, her personal presence was enough to show the royal family’sPay attention to for the Demon Subduing Sword.

Oh, besides her, there was also the Third Prince, Nangong Wendi.

The sword forging ground was in the back mountain of Heaven Sword Pavilion, so this altar blessing ceremony was still held in the Heaven Sword Pavilion square.

Besides Nangong Jing, Nangong Wendi, and others representing the imperial family, Senior Brother Qin YuanTong, as the chief disciple, also brought Zhou Huang and other foreign friends to witness this grand ceremony.

The Senior Disciple Brother was very busy.

Senior Brother Qin YuanTong sat beside Nangong Jing, his gaze calm as he looked at the square below.

At one point, he looked at a figure in the arena, his pupils slightly contracting:

“Is that… Chen Jintong?”

It was well known that Chen Jintong was a cultivation fanatic; let alone a ceremony like the altar blessing, even during the master-apprentice ceremony, he had directly skipped it on the grounds of being in closed-door cultivation!

Senior Brother Qin YuanTong vaguely sensed an unusual aura quietly brewing.

“Chen Jintong…”

Nangong Jing also cast her gaze over.

This seemingly naive and green youth, with even a lazy smile on his lips at this moment, was known by everyone to be the most fanatical cultivation maniac in the entire Heaven Sword Pavilion!

Shouldn’t he be cultivating?

Why would he suddenly appear at the ceremony, and even directly participate?

As the few of them were still in shock, a roar suddenly rang out:

“Chen Jintong!!!”

Nangong Jing looked in the direction of the sound, and the person who let out this roar was actually Zhou Huang!

“Zhou Huang? Do you have a grudge with Junior Brother Chen?” Senior Brother Qin YuanTong couldn’t help but ask.

Zhou Huang’s face was filled with gnashing hatred, but his mind was utterly confused: “I don’t know, I just inexplicably want to beat him to death!”

He was even more irritated than when he saw Yu Jingshen!

Senior Brother Qin YuanTong’s eyes flickered, but he couldn’t figure out the reason.

Never mind.

This world was too complicated; he’d better stick to being his bald Senior Disciple Brother.

Chen Jintong stood in the arena, feeling depressed.

How could his cheap master and Divine Smith suddenly have a bad stomach ache out of nowhere?

That was a Combination Power!

What did he eat!

For the sake of future cultivation resources, Chen Jintong had no choice but to attend this boring blessing ceremony on behalf of his master.

Perhaps if he cultivated a little less, Yu Jingshen might have already overtaken him!

Meng Yun, sneaking around, suppressed his presence to the lowest, attempting to bypass the crowd and make his way to the back mountain’s sword forging ground.

Currently, he was the most politically correct and popular figure in the entire Tianjian Dynasty; no one foolish enough would dare to challenge his authority.

Therefore, even if someone discovered him, they would only smile slightly at him, without any suspicion.

Are you kidding?

The favored person by Nangong Jing, who was said to have turned the tide and exposed a conspiracy to overthrow the imperial power, might even bring glory to the nation next!

Who would dare to go against such a person?!

Meng Yun passed through unhindered; even Nangong Jing, who was on the high-altitude viewing platform, didn’t notice him.

However, Chen Jintong, who was in the arena, casually followed Meng Yun’s retreating figure with his gaze.

Like he had a lidar.

Feeling an inexplicable gaze, Meng Yun glanced around for a moment.

But Chen Jintong had already withdrawn his gaze.

“Something’s strange, better be careful.”

Meng Yun didn’t understand why, but his extraordinary perception forged from multiple simulations made him raise his guard to the highest level.

As he continued deeper, the number of vigilant disciples began to increase.

Fortunately, Meng Yun’s face was his golden calling card; even if there were persistent disciples, upon seeing the token Meng Yun presented, they would immediately let him pass.

With many disciples and craftsmen coming and going, Meng Yun, blending in, would hardly arouse any suspicion.

Before he even saw the true appearance of the Demon Subduing Sword replica, a subtle pulling force began to guide Meng Yun forward.

He knew this was the Demon Subduing Sword’s inherent power, sensing him, its rightful owner.

“Since I have this opportunity, I might as well turn you into a divine weapon completely belonging to me…”

With this thought, Meng Yun stepped forward.

As soon as he entered, two whooshing sounds came from behind him.

It was Senior Brother Qin YuanTong, and Chen Jintong, who had just finished delivering his master’s speech!