RNP Chapter 576 Forging Flying Swords
Chapter 576 Forging Flying Swords
Chu Yang left the cave and strolled to a spacious training ground on Jin'ao Island.
At this moment, many disciples of the Jie Sect were sparring here, their shouts of battle shaking the heavens, their magical energy surging, creating a lively and extraordinary scene.
Chu Yang was about to take a detour when he suddenly heard someone call out, "Junior Brother Chu Yang! Come on, come on, let's test your skills!"
The speaker was Qiongxiao, dressed in a fiery red Taoist robe, looking heroic and dashing.
Chu Yang hesitated for a moment, then walked over.
His strength has greatly improved, and he is looking for an opportunity to test it out.
"Senior Sister Qiongxiao, please enlighten me."
The two landed in the center of the training ground and bowed to each other.
Upon seeing Chu Yang, whom they hadn't seen for many days, Yunxiao and Bixiao also looked over.
"Junior brother, I won't hold back!"
Qiongxiao smiled, and a crystal-clear ice sword appeared out of thin air in her hand, its blade exuding a chilling aura.
Chu Yang casually conjured a stone sword and laughed, "Senior Sister, just bring it on!"
Without further ado, Qiongxiao let out a sharp cry, brandishing her ice sword, which transformed into countless ice shards that swept towards Chu Yang.
Chu Yang remained calm and composed, wielding his stone sword with unrestrained sword energy that shattered all the incoming ice shards.
In an instant, sword energy crisscrossed the training ground, ice and stone chips flew everywhere, and the two figures clashed, fighting evenly.
The surrounding disciples also stopped fighting and watched the competition with great interest.
Neither of them used any magical artifacts; they competed in magical techniques, and their weapons were all acquired magical artifacts that they forged on the spot.
Although Qiongxiao was a Taiyi Golden Immortal, Chu Yang was in no way inferior.
In an instant, sword light flashed and magical power surged.
Chu Yang's swordsmanship is exquisite, combining offense and defense, and he can often neutralize Qiong Xiao's fierce attacks with minimal effort.
His own magical power was incredibly profound, and he was in no way inferior to Qiongxiao when they clashed head-on.
Qiongxiao grew increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed. This junior brother Chu Yang was clearly only a Golden Immortal, so why was he so powerful? Unconvinced, she intensified her attacks, her sword light roaring like bolts of lightning as it hurtled towards Chu Yang.
Chu Yang, however, remained unfazed, his stone swords transforming into barriers to block them one by one.
He even had the strength to retaliate, his sword light like a venomous snake, cunningly stabbing at Qiongxiao's weaknesses.
"Good lad, you've got some skills!"
A hint of surprise flashed in Qiongxiao's eyes, and she wielded her ice sword even more swiftly, her icy power surpassing that of before.
Chu Yang, however, grew stronger with each battle, his moves becoming increasingly refined and his attacks even more ferocious.
He incorporated the laws of time into his sword techniques, sometimes as fast as lightning, sometimes as slow as a snail, making Qiongxiao unpredictable and struggling to keep up.
After dozens of rounds, Qiongxiao was drenched in sweat, and her clothes were slightly disheveled.
She simply sheathed her ice sword and said with a helpless smile, "I'm not fighting anymore, Junior Brother, you're a monster! In terms of formations, none of us can compare to you, and in terms of strength, you're no less than us!"
With his Golden Immortal realm, Chu Yang managed to force Qiongxiao to admit defeat, leaving the other fellow disciples present extremely surprised.
"Junior Brother Chu Yang, with your strength, even ordinary Taiyi Golden Immortals are probably no match for you!" Senior Brother Wu Yunxian exclaimed in amazement.
"Yes, junior brother is truly a hidden talent!" another senior brother chimed in.
Even Zhao Gongming, who was watching from the sidelines, stroked his beard and laughed, "Junior Brother Chu Yang is indeed exceptionally talented. Given time, his achievements will be limitless!"
Chu Yang sighed inwardly, wondering how many of his fellow disciples would survive the great calamity of the Investiture of the Gods.
Improving our strength is an urgent matter.
Chu Yang was surrounded by his fellow disciples, who showered him with respect.
He responded to each question with a humble smile, but in his heart he was calculating how to improve his strength more quickly.
With the great calamity of the Investiture of the Gods approaching, the disciples of the Intercepting Sect have suffered heavy losses, and he does not want to become cannon fodder.
After everyone dispersed, Chu Yang exchanged a few more pleasantries with Zhao Gongming and the three Yunxiao sisters before taking his leave.
Back in his cave, Chu Yang sat cross-legged and took out several innate spiritual treasures he had obtained from his trip off the island.
These magical treasures were all slightly damaged and of low grade, only low-grade innate magical treasures. However, since they were innate objects, their power was far beyond that of acquired magical treasures.
Chu Yang was a master of formations, quite proficient in restrictions and runes, so repairing these spiritual treasures was not difficult for him. He used his fingers as a brush and his magic power as ink to draw profound runes on the spiritual treasures, repairing the cracks on them.
As time went on, Chu Yang became increasingly interested in the art of weapon crafting.
He discovered that weapon crafting and formations are similar in principle, both based on the rules of heaven and earth, and incorporating one's own insights into them.
In Chu Yang's memory, there is the weapon-forging experience of the immortal hero "Chu Yang", and his weapon-forging level is almost at its peak.
Now that he has integrated these memories, Chu Yang has a deeper understanding of the art of weapon crafting.
On Jin'ao Island, there was also a master weapon refiner, namely Daoist Duobao.
As Duobao's junior brother, Chu Yang naturally wouldn't miss this learning opportunity.
He found some rare materials, such as Ten-Thousand-Year Cold Iron, Star Gold, and Nine Netherworld Fire Stone... These were treasures he had collected over the years, and some were even bestowed upon him by the Tongtian Sect Master.
After preparing the gifts, Chu Yang went straight to the cave of Daoist Duobao.
Daoist Duobao was easygoing and had excellent interpersonal relationships among the disciples of the Jie Sect. Chu Yang had a good relationship with him and they were quite familiar with each other.
"Senior Brother Duobao, Junior Brother Chu Yang requests an audience," Chu Yang said loudly from outside the cave.
Before long, the cave gate opened, and Daoist Duobao walked out with a smile.
"Junior Brother Chu Yang, what a rare guest! Come in, come in!"
Chu Yang followed Daoist Duobao into the cave, where he saw a dazzling array of rare and precious treasures.
"Senior brother, I have some questions about weapon crafting and have come to ask for your guidance." Chu Yang bowed and presented the prepared materials.
Daoist Duobao laughed heartily, took the materials, and after a brief examination, realized that they were all rare treasures.
"Junior brother, you're too kind. Your skill in formations is something even your senior brother admires. Feel free to ask any questions; your senior brother knows better than to answer them."
Chu Yang didn't stand on ceremony and raised all the difficulties he had encountered in weapon forging.
For example, how to integrate formations into magical artifacts, how to enhance the power of magical artifacts, and how to refine higher-level magical artifacts, etc.
Daoist Duobao was generous with his knowledge, patiently answering questions and imparting many techniques for refining weapons.
He explained things in a simple and easy-to-understand way, and Chu Yang listened with great interest, suddenly understanding everything.
"I see! Thank you for your guidance, Senior Brother!" Chu Yang said excitedly.
"Junior brother, there's no need to be so polite. We're from the same sect, so it's only right that we help each other."
Chu Yangtian was naturally intelligent, and with the careful guidance of Daoist Duobao, his weapon-refining skills improved by leaps and bounds.
A few days later, Chu Yang emerged from the cave of Daoist Duobao, a hint of joy on his face.
The guidance from Daoist Duobao enlightened him, giving him a deeper understanding of the art of weapon crafting.
Upon returning to his cave, Chu Yang did not immediately begin refining the ingredients. Instead, he meditated on a futon for three days.
The knowledge imparted by Senior Brother Duobao was vast and profound, and he needed to digest it thoroughly and integrate it completely with his original memories of weapon crafting.
Three days later, Chu Yang opened his eyes, his eyes flashing with a sharp light, like two sharp swords slicing through the void.
"It's time."
Chu Yang smiled confidently, got up and walked to the depths of the cave, where there was a stone chamber specifically used for refining weapons.
In the center of the stone chamber stood a huge forging furnace, its flames roaring and radiating intense heat.
This furnace fire is fueled by underground fire. Although it is not as powerful as his inextinguishable fire, it is more than enough for refining weapons.
Chu Yang took out various precious materials.
He took a deep breath, made hand seals, and sent a series of spells into the refining furnace. The furnace fire immediately surged, illuminating the entire stone chamber in a bright red glow.
He threw the ancient cold iron into the furnace, and the cold iron melted rapidly under the high temperature, turning into a ball of silvery-white liquid that emitted a dazzling light.
Next, Chu Yang threw the Star Gold into the furnace. The Star Gold fused with the Ten-Thousand-Year Cold Iron, emitting a series of booming sounds, as if two powerful forces were colliding with each other.
Finally, he threw the Nine Netherworld Fire Stone into the furnace, and the stone instantly burst into flames, releasing terrifying fire that enveloped the entire furnace.
Chu Yang dared not slack off in the slightest, constantly controlling the furnace fire to perfectly blend the three materials together.
This process is extremely mentally taxing, and the slightest mistake can ruin everything.
Time passed second by second, and fine beads of sweat appeared on Chu Yang's forehead, but he dared not relax for a moment.
Finally, after forty-nine days, the materials in the furnace were completely fused together, turning into a dazzling liquid that exuded a breathtaking aura.
Chu Yang bit his fingertip, forcing out a drop of blood, which he then dripped into the liquid.
The essence and blood merged into the liquid, producing a crisp sound, and the liquid immediately became more vibrant, as if it had come to life.
"Condense!" Chu Yang uttered a low shout, his hand seals shifting as the liquid rapidly solidified, eventually transforming into ten flying swords of varying shapes. These ten swords were, for the time being, merely sword embryos.
Chu Yang envisioned incorporating the ten laws of metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, light, time, and space into every sword embryo.
Chu Yang looked at the ten flying sword prototypes, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.
These ten flying swords were meticulously crafted by him, combining his understanding of formations and weapon crafting. Each one is currently only at the level of a post-natal spiritual treasure, but it can be continuously upgraded.
Because Chu Yang had infused these flying swords with his own blood essence, they could be considered his natal magic weapons.
He reached out and summoned ten flying swords, which flew to him, swirling and dancing around him, emitting bursts of sword cries.
"The next step is to fuse the Ten Great Laws into it!"
Chu Yang stared at the ten sword blanks in front of him. They were all different in shape. Some were as slender as willow leaves, some were as heavy as bricks, some were curved like snakes, and some were as sharp as blades...
But there is a wonderful connection between them, as if they are different manifestations of the same thing, echoing and resonating with each other.
As for Chu Yang, apart from the laws of time and space, he has already comprehended all eight other laws, and he has mastered more than 90% of the laws of time and space.
"The first step, the golden rule!"
Chu Yang let out a low shout, his hands forming a hand seal. A beam of golden light shot from his fingertips and entered one of the sword embryos. This sword embryo was entirely silver-white, forged primarily from ten-thousand-year-old cold iron and star gold, making it perfectly compatible with the laws of metal.
The sword blank trembled slightly, emitting a buzzing sound, as if it were cheering and jumping for joy. Chu Yang could clearly feel the Law of Metal merging into the sword blank, resonating with the metal material in the sword body, and continuously strengthening the material and structure of the sword blank.
However, the process was not without its challenges.
The Law of Metal is violent and domineering, like an unruly dragon trying to break free from Chu Yang's control.
Chu Yang groaned, his face turning slightly pale, and large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
He gritted his teeth, continuously channeling his magic power, controlling the Law of Metal, and gradually integrating it into the sword embryo.
"Get in!"
Chu Yang roared, and his magical power poured out like a flood bursting its banks. Finally, after expending a large amount of magical power, the Law of Metal was completely integrated into the sword embryo.
The sword embryo emitted a clear sword cry, and its light shone brightly, like a small sun illuminating the entire stone chamber.
Complex golden patterns appeared on the surface of the sword, like golden dragons swimming, exuding a powerful aura.
Chu Yang let out a long sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.
He knew that this flying sword had already begun to integrate with the Law of Metal, increasing its power several times over.
Next are the Laws of Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth...
Chu Yang repeatedly followed the previous steps, integrating the eight laws he had fully comprehended into the corresponding eight flying swords.
This process was long and arduous, and Chu Yang expended a great deal of his magical power and mental energy.
In the end, only two sword blanks remained untouched.
Eight flying swords, each shining with a different light, surrounded Chu Yang.
Chu Yang sensed that each of these eight flying swords was almost comparable to a high-grade acquired spiritual treasure.
For a weapon refiner, to create a high-grade acquired spiritual treasure on their first attempt is already quite remarkable.
According to Daoist Duobao, the magical treasures he usually refines are only at this level, and occasionally, if he is lucky, he can refine a top-grade acquired spiritual treasure.
Chu Yang looked at the remaining two sword blanks, took a deep breath, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.
Time and space are the two most mysterious and unpredictable laws. Even though he has mastered more than 90% of them, he dares not be careless in the slightest.
Two sword blanks slowly floated to Chu Yang's front, one black and one gold, clearly distinct.
The black sword blank was forged from void elemental iron and celestial star stone. It was as deep as night and faintly emitted a spatial fluctuation.
The golden sword blank, forged from time-bound sand and eternal gold, shimmers with tiny golden light, as if it contains the secrets of the river of time.
"Let's start with the laws of space."
"Spatial Laws, Merge!"
Chu Yang let out a low shout, his hand seals shifting as mysterious runes flew from his fingertips and merged into the black sword embryo.
hum!
The black sword embryo trembled violently, as if trying to break free from Chu Yang's control.
Chu Yang groaned, his face turned pale, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.
Integrating this spatial law is even more difficult than combining the previous eight laws!
"Hold on tight!"
Chu Yang gritted his teeth and persevered, continuously channeling his magic power to stabilize the sword embryo, while carefully guiding the laws of space to integrate them into the sword body.
Time passed second by second, and Chu Yang felt his magical power pouring out like water, and his body grew weaker and weaker.
The black sword embryo trembled more and more violently, as if it might shatter at any moment.
"Just a little bit more..." Chu Yang thought to himself, a resolute glint in his eyes.
He summoned the last vestige of his magical power and poured it into the sword embryo. (End of Chapter)