Chapter 16: Leaping the Dragon Gate, Forging the Fourth Layer of the Divine Realm
Chapter 16: Leaping the Dragon Gate, Ascending to the Fourth Layer of the Divine Sculpting Realm
As the ancestral dragon’s blood began to be refined, Jun Moxiao’s aura surged dramatically.
Gathering Qi Realm, sixth layer...
Gathering Qi Realm, seventh layer...
Gathering Qi Realm, eighth layer...
Gathering Qi Realm, tenth layer!
Mysterious Core Realm!
Mysterious Core Realm, first layer...
Mysterious Core Realm, second layer...
...
Primordial Sea Realm!
Primordial Sea Realm, first layer...
Primordial Sea Realm, second layer...
Primordial Sea Realm, third layer...
...
Jun Moxiao’s cultivation advanced rapidly throughout the refinement of the ancestral dragon’s essence.
Luoli clenched her fists tightly, her face tense as she watched her junior brother, softly murmuring words only she could hear.
“Junior brother, keep pushing forward. Strive to break through the Primordial Sea Realm in one breath and reach the Divine Sculpting Realm.”
Ye Yun, hands behind his back, smiled warmly at the sibling pair, feeling deeply reassured.
Having undergone the baptism of the ancestral dragon’s blood, both had now leapt to become great cultivators of the Ancient Moon Dynasty.
If nothing untoward occurred, Jun Moxiao would undoubtedly break into the Divine Sculpting Realm.
From there, it depended on his fate; with good fortune, he might even reach the fifth layer of the Divine Sculpting Realm.
That would surpass Luoli’s breakthrough.
To be fair, Jun Moxiao’s talent was not necessarily superior to Luoli’s.
Ye Yun had once assessed their talents and found them roughly equal, but Luoli was more mature in intellect and conduct, far more polished than the young and inexperienced Jun Moxiao.
...
Jun Moxiao closed his eyes; his complexion flushed, breath heavy, two streams of crimson qi weaving through his nostrils.
His aura continued to soar.
Primordial Sea Realm, eighth layer.
Primordial Sea Realm, ninth layer.
Primordial Sea Realm, tenth layer.
...
Bang!
A sudden sound echoed within Jun Moxiao’s body. He trembled slightly as his cultivation broke through into the Divine Sculpting Realm.
“This is wonderful! Junior brother is the first to break into the Divine Sculpting Realm—it’s truly a joyous occasion for our Divine Dragon Sect!” Luoli was ecstatic but dared not shout aloud, instead clenching her fists tightly.
Jun Moxiao’s aura continued to surge rapidly.
In the end, he stabilized at the fourth layer of the Divine Sculpting Realm.
One minor level below Ye Yun’s expectation.
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Ye Yun was still quite satisfied.
Jun Moxiao opened his eyes, which gleamed with a sharp brilliance; his aura strong and imposing, exuding immense power.
He immediately knelt, respectfully performing three kowtows to Ye Yun.
“Thank you, Ancestor, for your blessing.”
“Rise,” Ye Yun smiled gently, releasing a wave of spiritual energy that lifted Jun Moxiao to his feet.
“Junior brother, you have truly endured hardship and sweetness. You have now become a formidable cultivator in the Divine Sculpting Realm.”
Luoli strode over with a smile, patting Jun Moxiao’s shoulder with the bearing of a sect leader.
Jun Moxiao smiled shyly.
“Sister, it’s all thanks to the Ancestor’s help.”
“Yes indeed!”
Luoli glanced toward Ye Yun with gratitude shining in her eyes.
Ye Yun feigned ignorance and asked with a smile, “Jun Moxiao, how is your Divine Dragon Sword Technique progressing?”
At this question, Jun Moxiao blushed deeply.
“Reporting to the Ancestor, I haven’t mastered the Divine Dragon Sword Technique very well.”
“Have both of you mastered the body movement technique of the Divine Dragon Nine Transformations to its highest degree?” Ye Yun laughed.
Jun Moxiao nodded shyly.
The three siblings had all refined the Divine Dragon Nine Transformations to the peak of the Gathering Qi Realm.
Otherwise, they would not have been able to escape from those at the Mysterious Core and Primordial Sea Realms.
“You’ve had a hard journey these years!” Ye Yun sighed, patting Jun Moxiao’s shoulder.
He lightly touched his wrist and immediately produced a treasured sword.
“This sword is for you.”
Luoli sensed the sword’s aura and exclaimed excitedly, “Junior brother, thank the Ancestor quickly! This is an imperial-grade divine sword.”
What?
An imperial-grade divine sword?
Jun Moxiao was stunned.
He hurriedly felt the sword’s aura, mouth agape and eyes wide, frozen like a sculpture.
An imperial-grade divine sword!
How could the Ancestor possess such a formidable weapon?
At this moment, Luoli brandished her Supreme Golden Dragon Sword with pride.
“Junior brother, look, the Ancestor gave me one too, even better than yours.”
Jun Moxiao felt Luoli’s sword and curled his lips.
“Not as good as mine. Yours is only heavenly-grade.”
Luoli pouted in annoyance.
“That’s because I asked the Ancestor to seal this sword to avoid misunderstandings. As my cultivation improves, the seal will gradually be lifted. How about you also have the Ancestor seal your sword like mine?”
Jun Moxiao considered her words carefully, then quickly looked to Ye Yun and said with a smile, “Ancestor, please seal this sword for me as well.”
“Are you also so low-key?” Ye Yun chuckled.
“Ancestor, we’ve been on the run with our master since childhood, so we’re used to living quietly. It’s better for this sword to remain humble,” Jun Moxiao said, cheeks flushed.
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“Very well,” Ye Yun nodded.
He understood their mindset.
They were fugitives, preferring to keep a low profile to prolong their lives.
Ye Yun lightly tapped the sword, instantly reducing its quality to heavenly-grade.
“By the way, Ancestor, what is the name of my junior brother’s sword?” Luoli asked bluntly.
“The sword is called the Primordial Infinite Sword,” Ye Yun replied softly.
“Good name! It sounds extremely powerful! Haha, but Junior Brother, your weapon is still one grade below mine!” Luoli said excitedly.
“Sister, imperial-grade is already very good. Divine-grade is unimaginable. Besides, you are the new sect leader of the Divine Dragon Sect. It’s only natural my sword is a bit inferior,” Jun Moxiao said confidently.
He caressed the Primordial Infinite Sword with great affection, an overwhelming joy swelling in his heart.
Once upon a time, when he was just a minor Gathering Qi Realm cultivator, he had never dreamed of owning an imperial-grade sword.
Now that his wish had come true, he felt like laughing out loud in a dream.
Everything had changed so swiftly.
After the Lantern Lighting at the Ten Thousand Ghosts Ridge and meeting the Ancestor, his cultivation had shot up to the fourth layer of the Divine Sculpting Realm, and he had obtained an imperial-grade Primordial Infinite Sword.
It was like a dream.
“Boy!” Ye Yun chuckled, producing a black robe and tossing it to Jun Moxiao.
“Your clothes are all torn; better put this on.”
Jun Moxiao caught the black robe and felt its aura, his heart trembling so much he almost dropped it.
It was an imperial-grade robe!
How profound was the Ancestor’s foundation?
Not only had he given an imperial weapon, but also an imperial-grade robe.
Jun Moxiao was utterly shocked.
Was the Divine Dragon Sect truly this powerful ten thousand years ago?
Even as an eternal-level top sect, it shouldn’t have possessed such imperial and divine-grade weapons then...
Though puzzled, Jun Moxiao kept his thoughts to himself.
Luoli turned away.
Jun Moxiao removed his old garments and donned the black robe.
Looking at Jun Moxiao’s still somewhat youthful face, Ye Yun quietly asked, “Jun Moxiao, when that masked man took you to Ten Thousand Ghosts Ridge, did you notice anything unusual about him?”
Hearing the Ancestor’s question, Jun Moxiao recalled the events carefully.
After several tens of seconds, he softly said, “Ancestor, that man was extremely cautious and barely spoke along the way. However, once when I went to relieve myself, I accidentally saw the cart driver’s clothes revealing the insignia of the Izumo Sword Sect. I don’t know if there’s any connection.”
“Izumo Sword Sect?” Ye Yun looked toward Luoli.
(End of Chapter)