Chapter 896 - 401: Nascent Soul Divine Sense, Sword Servant in Danger!

Chapter 896: Chapter 401: Nascent Soul Divine Sense, Sword Servant in Danger!

Nascent Soul Middle Stage divine sense extends over two hundred miles, while Nascent Soul Late Stage reaches over three hundred miles.

"Next, I will continue with momentum. With my current Nascent Soul Realm divine sense, I can also refine and control these Nascent Soul-level treasures."

Upon breaking through, the first thought Lin Chang’an had was to refine these treasures.

After all, treasures only reach their greatest value when they become power.

He slowly took out three treasures: the Fire Departure Sword of the Red Fire Old Monster, the Buddha Light Relic obtained in the Secret Realm, and the Magic Wand to refine them.

The Magic Wand was incomplete, making the initial refinement somewhat easier.

Of course, he also didn’t forget about the Ice Lotus Cold Flame, no! It should be the Lotus Seed Cold Flame.

With his current Nascent Soul Realm divine sense, it was akin to a Nascent Soul cultivator refining treasures.

These treasures could only be used as trump cards since his cultivation level hadn’t matched his divine sense yet.

Even relying on his abundant mana, Nascent Soul-level treasures could provide, at best, a couple more uses.

...

As time passed, after his seclusion to break through his divine sense, he began refining the treasures, and in a blink of an eye, a year had passed.

[Life Span: 287/874]

[Realm: Golden Core Late Stage (61/100)]

Most of the first year’s energy was focused on breaking through his divine sense, and in the second year, he fully devoted himself to refining treasures, causing his cultivation to fall slightly behind, with only minor improvement.

Though his cultivation was slower, the improvement in combat strength was worthwhile for Lin Chang’an.

"The Magic Wand and Buddha Light Relic were both initially refined, and even the speed of refining the Cold Flame became notably faster. Indeed, Nascent Soul-level treasures should be refined by a Nascent Soul cultivator."

Within the cave dwelling, Lin Chang’an looked at the two treasures before him, revealing a satisfied smile.

He chose to prioritize refining these two magical treasures, considering the Southern Domain is primarily filled with demonic cultivators and practitioners of unorthodox methods.

Naturally, these Buddhist treasures were more cost-effective.

"But I’m still not a Nascent Soul cultivator."

Lin Chang’an sighed lightly, knowing that if a Nascent Soul cultivator used their own Nascent Soul to refine these magical treasures, it would have been completed long ago, unlike his strenuous efforts.

As for the Fire Departure Sword, he planned to refine it later, but suddenly, the Sound Transmission Jade Talisman in his pocket began to flicker.

"It’s Ling’Er, she’s in danger!"

Originally in high spirits from his recent breakthrough, Lin Chang’an frowned upon seeing the Sound Transmission Jade Talisman, and a hint of anger appeared on his face.

"Courting death!"

At this moment, Lin Chang’an had no interest in continuing to refine magical treasures. He directly put away all his treasures and placed the Phoenix Cry Bird into the Spirit Beast Bag.

After gathering almost all valuable items within the cave dwelling, he transformed into an Escape Light and headed straight to the destination.

Considering the current cultivation level of his Sword Servant, receiving a distress signal from her clearly indicated significant trouble.

He had already prepared himself mentally; leaving this place was always an option.

The Southern Domain was vast, not confined to just one area.

After all, the so-called Nascent Soul Formation Spiritual Object was still elusive, while the Sword Servant was crucial to his path—he knew which was more important.

...

Magic Forest.

Influenced by demonic qi, evil energy, turbid qi, and various impure auras, this area was perennially shrouded in gray mist.

Even under the blazing sun, the area only revealed a darkened sun, akin to the feeling of purgatory.

"Rats!"

The Sword Servant, hiding within a valley, had one arm bleeding profusely, but her cold, heterochromatic eyes were fixed outside.

A Tier Three Late Stage demonized Jiao Dragon roared furiously, covered in blood, with visible wounds caused by sword aura.

Demonized monsters were generally three times more formidable than those of the same tier.

Moreover, this was a Jiao Dragon, renowned among demon beasts for its might.

And the enemy wasn’t merely this single demonized monster.

In the distance, two silhouettes watched, their hearts filled with lingering fear and admiration.

"Senior sister, it’s thanks to you; otherwise, facing this demon would have been troublesome."

"Junior brother, don’t worry; this is merely a loose cultivator. Once both sides suffer, the demon’s resources will be ours, and this loose cultivator, rumored to be from outside, also possesses a corpse refining technique."

As she said this, the seductive senior sister smiled sweetly, but a sinister sting was hidden beneath.

"Rest assured, senior sister, capturing this person and extracting the corpse refining technique will earn us merit upon returning to the sect."

"Hehe, indeed! But I want to interrogate this wench personally!"

At this moment, the seductive senior sister’s face showed a ruthless smile. On her chest was a glaringly fierce wound.

Typically an alluring area, now flesh was turned inside out, and for someone proud of her body, suffering such damage filled her with fury.

The skinny junior brother beside her, his eyes green, couldn’t help but swallow secretly as he gazed at the tempting scene.

No! Continuing like this, he feared he might truly be drained.

Yet his gaze couldn’t escape her notice, prompting a hint of contempt from the beautiful senior sister nearby.

A man who hasn’t even this bit of self-control, utterly worthless.

With such beauty, she would eventually seek out a Nascent Soul cultivator, not a worthless man like this.

But for now, this waste still had use; discussing rewards upon returning to the sect could wait until after the task was complete.

...

Little did they know, at a distance, all this was coldly observed by a pair of eyes.

"It’s the girl with the Dragon Race bloodline!"

The young woman’s brow furrowed, noticing the Sword Servant trapped within the valley in the distance.

"Dragon Race bloodline, and her Thunder Element divine techniques have awakened, quite impressive and the perfect counter to demons."

With further observation, her gaze was full of admiration; this girl had given her quite a few surprises.

Such talent in the Sword Dao.

"Someone’s coming!"

Though she had been poised to assist, a sudden perception made her expression turn solemn.