“Synthesize the Jia Zi Dan!”
Accompanied by a clear chime from the system, a greenish-red pill appeared in his palm.
Just as he was about to take it, he suddenly thought, would his physique explode if he took it?
The memory of almost going into a state of demonic cultivation after taking three Power Pills was still fresh in his mind.
As if sensing Xun Wu You’s concern.
【Ding…... Jia Zi Dan is a low-level immortal pill, with no side effects! Host can consume it with confidence!】
That would do, the system wasn't completely useless.
With the foundation of sixty years of cultivation, he now had some means of self-preservation.
He swallowed the Jia Zi Dan as he wished, his bones cracking with thunderous sounds, his blood surging through his meridians like a flowing stream.
The Emperor's Qi became even denser, with an overwhelming force.
However, his cultivation level remained at the seventh level of the Innate realm, nothing changed. What was this?
Xun Wu You sensed the power within him, a little unbelievable.
The Emperor's Qi and the Jia Zi Dan seemed to have a wonderfully harmonizing effect.
The more Jia Zi Dan he consumed, the more effective it was in stimulating the Emperor's Qi.
It seemed he had to store some ordinary Power Pills in the future to synthesize Jia Zi Dan.
The profound skill within his body was incredibly powerful, Xun Wu You even had the illusion that he could take down anyone below the peak Innate realm in an instant.
Instantly killing someone was a bit of an exaggeration, but excluding the invincible peak Innate realm, it was possible. The domineering output of the Emperor's Qi was more than double that of others; if others had ten points of strength, he had twenty!
The downside was that his power consumption was uncontrollable, but this drawback would be extended with time. One day's cultivation was equivalent to ten years, ten days was a hundred years.
One hundred days was a thousand years!
At most, within a year, his cultivation would definitely be on par with the four Dao Creators.
Looking at the strong warriors in Piling, how many had cultivated for a thousand years?
If time allowed, Xun Wu You could challenge the first Martial God of the Six Realms, Qi Tian Di!
Time was like water grinding stone, if he could endure the early stages, the later stages would become smoother and smoother.
This was the true meaning of the system.
Not to mention the additional rewards at the end of the month, this setting would accelerate Xun Wu You’s growth even more.
He did not have to worry about his cultivation level rising too fast, causing an unstable foundation, as the Emperor's Qi cycled continuously, nourishing his meridians, strengthening his Dan Yuan, completely eliminating his worries.
Xun Wu You returned to his room, it was already late at night. As soon as he entered the door, he felt as if he had entered a cold storage, with gusts of cold wind, hitting him head-on, eroding his body.
The Emperor's Qi automatically protected him, forming a protective shield around his body to resist the invasion of the cold wind.
Xun Wu You was amazed.
Where did this Soul-Slaying煞气 come from?
He carefully sensed the source of the煞气, his gaze immediately locked on the rusty sword, the煞气 emanating from the blade, like floodgates opening, pouring out wildly.
In shock, Xun Wu You recalled his conversation with Dong Men Xuan De.
This sword is ominous, its owner is stained with blood and dust!
This kind of煞气, could actually kill its owner!
If煞气 leaked every midnight, even a peak Innate realm warrior wouldn't be able to withstand it, right?
Xun Wu You picked up the rusty sword and examined it up and down. His hand holding the sword was covered in a layer of azure ice.
If not for the Emperor's Qi protecting his body, his entire body would have frozen.
“What a wicked weapon!”
Xun Wu You shattered the ice on his hand, but in a few seconds, another layer of ice formed.
He tried to infuse the Emperor's Qi into the sword, the rusty sword flashed with colorful霞光, both eerie and strange.
The layer of rust was blood red, like the gaping mouths of countless厲鬼.
“Did this sword come from the Netherworld?”
Xun Wu You murmured, a look of confusion flashing across his eyes.
He swung his sword-holding hand forcefully, the table and chairs turned to dust, the sword Qi howled, like a ghost singing a high-pitched song.
Xun Wu You became even more confused. When he observed this sword in the cellar, it was light, heavy, long, and short, as if it was tailored for him, only lacking in sharpness.
But now, with a slight swing, the sharpness was evident, surpassing Tian Ke Ming Jian, and even the忉利狱龙, even surpassing them.
If it was supplemented with the Emperor's Qi, even the金刚之躯 of Buddhism might be able to be cut down with one sword.
“It seems that if I want to know the origin of this sword, I have to go to the Netherworld.”
Xun Wu You threw the rusty sword, his palms were covered in blood, crimson and eerie, obviously not human blood.
More and more ominous, Xun Wu You shuddered, quickly turned and slapped out a palm, with a loud bang, the door of the room shattered into pieces, there was a black-robed old man with vacant eyes where he had stood just now.
“What the hell!”
Xun Wu You shouted, his whole body on guard.
The old man appeared behind him without a sound, even the ultra-strong Innate realm warrior could not achieve this.
And just now, that palm clearly hit the old man, but it passed right through him.
“Sword…”
The old man pointed to the rusty sword: “My sword… my sword…”
Xun Wu You hooked his toe on the ground, kicking the rusty sword towards the old man, he thought it would pass through again, but the old man caught it firmly in his hand.
“Ghost, or is this a trick?”
Xun Wu You pondered.
It seems that ghosts don't exist in the Piling world?
The demons and ghosts of the Netherworld are also a form of life, not something that can't be touched or killed.
Xun Wu You, who was familiar with the plot, was also puzzled. Where was this thing in the original work? It looked like a spirit body, but also like a real thing.
The original work did not have the rusty sword and the old man, let alone Xun Wu You. The fact that he could come to this world naturally means that there are some unknown secrets waiting to be discovered.
The old man held the sword, as still as a statue, motionless.
Xun Wu You spoke again: “What are you?”
“Nether…world… Sword…Demon…”
Netherworld Sword Demon?
Xun Wu You was even more confused, the Jian Ru of the Hao Zheng Five Ways had a nickname called Jian Dian, and the Netherworld had a Sword Master Feng Mo Jian Shang Que. Who was this Sword Demon?
There was also a Sword Demon called Ying Xiao Wo in the ancient origin battle, but he was defeated by the Mad Blade of Chaos and fell to his death.
But Xun Wu You knew Sword Demon Ying Xiao Wo, and he was completely different from the old man in front of him.