86: Chapter 86: The Tumultuous Event? The Soul Weapon Shaping Technique Achieved Perfection!

After Tiger Brother saw clearly that Xia Jin's face was still somewhat pale, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief. After all, at this moment, Xia Jin looked more like a weakling.

"Damn it! Where did this sickly ghost come from, daring to scare your Tiger Master?" Tiger Brother spat on the ground in annoyance, then stepped forward and looked at Xia Jin with contempt. "Speak, where is the person you just mentioned?"

"Look down!" Xia Jin smiled and pointed to his own feet.

"Below?" Tiger Brother frowned, subconsciously lowering his head to look in the direction Xia Jin pointed. "Damn you, are you playing with me!"

Looking at the bluestone ground beneath his feet and realizing he had been played, he pulled his blade with a gloomy face and slashed at Xia Jin's right shoulder, intending to cripple one of the opponent's arms first!

"Clang!"

To his surprise, this slash felt as if it had struck divine iron; a large crack instantly appeared on the blade, and then the entire blade shattered inch by inch, leaving only the hilt in his hand!

"Wha... What is this?!" Tiger Brother's eyes widened. Looking at the scattered iron fragments on the ground, his mind went completely blank.

Before he could react, Xia Jin had already grabbed his throat and lifted him off the ground. "It seems you didn't understand my meaning? The 'below' I referred to wasn't your feet, but the Underworld!"

Xia Jin brought him closer and asked with a smile, "Tell me, why did you come here to search in the middle of the night? And judging by your attire, you don't look like people from the Great Qian army."

Tiger Brother grabbed Xia Jin's arm tightly, trying to make him let go.

"Bastard, we are... the Great Qian Dragon Guard... release me quickly, otherwise if you offend us, the consequences..."

"Hmph!" Xia Jin sneered, a hint of impatience appearing on his face, as he applied slight pressure with his hands. "Answer what I ask, why so much nonsense? Speak, why are you searching here tonight?"

Tiger Brother's face flushed red, and feeling his breathing becoming increasingly difficult, he hurriedly said, "Spare... spare my life! I'll talk! It was the two Old Ancestors in the palace... who suddenly issued an order this evening... saying that His Majesty and the other Old Ancestor, Lu Tiancheng, might have... might have met with an accident! They ordered us to thoroughly investigate all abnormalities inside and outside the palace recently..."

"So that's it. It seems the two old monsters in the Great Qian Imperial Palace have likely already been to that valley!" A sharp light flashed in Xia Jin's eyes, and he felt somewhat fortunate in his heart. "I owe Consort Shu a favor this time. Otherwise, in that state, if I had been discovered, I would surely have died!"

While speaking, he snapped Tiger Brother's neck and casually dragged the corpse back into the side room.

"Young, young brother! You... how could you kill another one!" The old servant had just suppressed the fear in his heart, but in the blink of an eye, seeing Xia Jin drag back another Dragon Guard corpse, he was so scared he was about to cry.

"You should leave quickly, leave here! These people have clearly complex backgrounds; they will soon discover that you killed their men!"

Xia Jin threw Tiger Brother's corpse to the side, then took a money bag from his bosom and stuffed it into the old servant's hand.

The old servant subconsciously took it, glanced at the contents, and hurriedly refused. "Young brother, you, what is this..."

Xia Jin pressed his hand and smiled. "Old man, thank you for taking care of this Prince these past two days. This Prince has never liked owing others favors. At your age, it's not suitable for you to stay here any longer. This money is enough for you to set up a small courtyard outside and spend your twilight years in peace."

The old servant opened his mouth, his eyes reddening involuntarily. In Consort Shu's residence, although he could earn a living, he had no savings. In two years, when he couldn't work anymore, he would likely have to leave anyway.

"Accept it." Xia Jin patted the old servant's shoulder. "Leave now, and take these two corpses out with you; find a random place to bury them. In the future, no one will be able to trace it back to you. Live the rest of your days in peace."

The old servant hesitated for a moment but finally nodded. "Alright! Young brother, rest assured, leave this to me! I know there is a dry well not far from here that has long been mostly buried; no one ever goes there, it's perfect for disposing of these two bastards!"

With Xia Jin's help, the old servant drove the carriage alone, hauling the two corpses away from Consort Shu's residence.

Xia Jin had no intention of leaving; instead, he returned to his room and closed the door. For him now, the most important thing was to obtain the System reward from killing Lu Tiancheng.

"After receiving this System reward, my Realm will very likely officially step into the legendary Land Immortal Realm!"

Land Immortal Realm—this Realm, which was almost legendary in the eyes of Martial Artists, was now within reach. He took a deep breath, ruthlessly suppressing the excitement in his heart, and his eyes became incomparably calm once again.

"System, extract the mission reward." He shouted in his mind.

[Command confirmed. Congratulations to the Host, successfully extracted mission reward: Soul Weapon Forging Technique (Entry-Level), six hundred years of cultivation!]

Xia Jin glanced at the introduction of 'Soul Weapon Forging Technique'.

Without the slightest hesitation, "System, consume one hundred and fifty years of cultivation to deduce the 'Soul Weapon Forging Technique'!"

[Command confirmed. Consuming one hundred and fifty years of cultivation to deduce the 'Soul Weapon Forging Technique'...]

"In the first year, you devoted yourself to studying the Entry-Level chapter, contemplating the Origin of the Divine Soul day and night. Gradually, deep within the core of your Divine Soul, a point of brilliant starlight condensed; this was the initial 'Soul Seed' for all Soul Weapons."

"In the fiftieth year, through your repeated experiments, the 'Soul Seed' slowly grew, the prototype of the Soul Weapon began to appear, and the 'Soul Weapon Forging Technique' officially stepped into the Minor Achievement Realm."

"In the one-hundredth year, a dark red phantom long blade finally took shape. On the blade, tiger patterns faintly coiled, emitting an aura of devouring all things. With a thought, you named it—Tiger Soul. Thus, the Soul Weapon 'Tiger Soul' was completely formed, and the 'Soul Weapon Forging Technique' reached Major Achievement."

"In the one-hundred and fiftieth year, you were not satisfied. Although the attack was sharp, the Divine Soul is the foundation and must be protected. You began to refine a second Soul Weapon. Finally, a nine-story pale golden small pagoda slowly emerged, steadily hovering above the 'Tiger Soul Blade'. Thus, the 'Soul Weapon Forging Technique' was deduced to the Great Perfection Realm; two Soul Weapons, one for attack and one for defense."

The deduction ended, and Xia Jin slowly opened his eyes.

"Actually condensed two Soul Weapons?" A trace of joy flashed in his eyes.

Xia Jin, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, suddenly saw a point of golden light shine between his eyebrows.

Immediately after, his Divine Soul left his body, and Xia Jin carefully examined his current Divine Soul.

Although he had not specifically activated them, the sharp and domineering aura of the 'Tiger Soul Blade' and the heavy, protective intent of the 'Nine-Story Soul Pagoda' already made Xia Jin feel a shock in his heart.

"If I had mastered these two Soul Weapons when fighting Lu Tiancheng..." A sharp light flashed in Xia Jin's eyes, "Then I would never have been so severely injured, or even nearly died on the spot!"

Returning his Divine Soul to his Physical Body, Xia Jin hurriedly closed his eyes to regulate his breathing.

Next, it was the key to truly breaking through to the Land Immortal Realm!

He took a deep breath: "System, use all the remaining four hundred and fifty years of cultivation to deduce the 'Nine Turns Creation Sutra'!"

[Command confirmed. Consuming four hundred and fifty years of cultivation to deduce the 'Nine Turns Creation Sutra'...]