Chapter 530 324: Work Begins on the Sword Tomb! Divine, You Smell So Good

'This stuff should be saved to upgrade the Broken Star Short Sword and the Escapee Spirit Armor.'

'As for this Life Essence…'

Han Feng didn't hesitate. He sat cross-legged by the Sword Pool and began to circulate the Cyan Cloud·Longevity Sword Technique.

"Absorb!"

He inhaled sharply, drawing on the verdant Life Essence in the pool.

BOOM!

If absorbing Demon Beast Flesh and Elixir Pills before was a mere trickle, then this was a bursting dam.

The vast, pure Life Energy surged wildly into him through his mouth, nose, and pores.

Pain!

His meridians instantly felt an intense, tearing pain, but the sensation had barely registered before it was overwhelmed by an incredible wave of comfort that followed right behind.

The Life Essence was like the highest-grade Repair Liquid. Wherever it passed, his meridians became wider and more tenacious.

The thirty-six acupoints he had already opened inside his body now shone with brilliant light.

The Longevity Sword Seeds inside them spun wildly as if they were on steroids, their volume expanding at a visible rate.

'Since there's more than enough energy, I'll just keep opening more!'

A ruthless gleam flashed in Han Feng's eyes.

He mobilized all the Soul-Burning Sword Aura in his body and charged at the sealed 37th acupoint—the Jiquan Acupoint.

PFFT!

The acupoint barrier, which would normally have required a slow, grinding effort to wear down, was as fragile as a paper window under the pincer attack of the surging Sword Aura and Life Essence.

Pierced through in an instant.

Enlightenment!

Without pausing, Han Feng directed the excess Life Energy into the newly opened acupoint.

Seed Condensation!

A brand-new, lushly green Sword Seed materialized from nothing, taking shape in an incredibly short time.

The 38th…

The 39th…

Han Feng was like a tireless pile driver.

As long as he had enough Life Essence to back him up, he dared to ignore the strain on his meridians and forcibly break through the barriers.

After all, any damage would be repaired in an instant, and he would even be stronger than before.

This was the most insane part of the Cyan Cloud·Longevity Sword Technique: as long as it didn't kill you, you could train to your absolute limit.

An unknown amount of time passed.

When the verdant liquid in the Sword Pool had dropped by a full third, Han Feng finally stopped.

It wasn't that he didn't want to keep cultivating; the mental drain was just a bit much.

Han Feng opened his eyes, and two sharp gleams of light flashed and vanished in the dim space.

'Open panel.'

[Cultivation: Enlightenment Realm Second Layer (Middle Stage).]

[Number of Acupoints Opened: 52.]

[Number of Longevity Sword Seeds: 52.]

[Innate Sword Body Progress: 4800/10000.]

He had broken through sixteen acupoints in just one hour!

If word of this speed got out, the instructors at East Sea Martial Arts University would probably be so ashamed they'd want to die.

Han Feng stood up and stretched his limbs.

CRACKLE, POP.

A series of sharp cracks echoed from all his bones.

He felt that with his current physical strength alone, he could kill a Tier Three Iron Armor Rhino with a single punch.

But that wasn't even the biggest gain.

Han Feng's gaze fell to the bottom of the pool.

There, the black [Material Source Material] flowed quietly.

'This stuff…'

Han Feng beckoned with his hand, and his Lifebound Flying Sword, Broken Star, materialized out of thin air.

The blade quivered, letting out a hum of longing.

It, too, had sensed the power that could completely transform it.

'Don't worry, it's all yours.'

With a thought, Han Feng guided a stream of the black fluid to slowly envelop the blade of Broken Star.

SZZZZZLE!

It made a piercing sound, just like a blade being quenched.

Fine patterns began to appear on the originally mirror-smooth surface of the blade. The color of the sword's edge grew deeper, and it began to faintly exude a heavy, oppressive aura.

[Broken Star is absorbing Material Source Material…]

[Density increased by 12%... Hardness increased by 15%...]

Han Feng grinned as he looked at the data on the panel.

'This Thousand-Eyed Demon Moth really is a treasure trove.'

'Contributing to humanity's arsenal even in death.'

Besides weapons, this Material Source Material could also be used on fighter jets.

The fuselage of the X-01 prototype was made of Tier Four Alloy, but if it were coated with a layer of this Source Material, its durability would definitely reach a whole new level.

Even…

If there was enough of it, he could even "coat" his own bones.

And truly give himself skin of bronze and bones of iron.

After dealing with the Material Source Material, Han Feng turned to look at the grayish-white [Spiritual Essence] floating in the air.

This stuff was a great tonic for his Three-Inch Heart Sword.

Han Feng didn't hesitate, directly guiding a stream of Spiritual Essence into the Sea of Consciousness between his brows.

The originally somewhat illusory three-inch small sword became more solid after absorbing this power, and strange patterns even appeared on its blade.

It was the Illusion Technique Trait from the Thousand-Eyed Demon Moth.

From now on, his Heart Sword attacks would not only kill on a spiritual level but would also come with a powerful mental illusion effect.

Finally, there were the dozens of golden, Divine specks of light.

For now, Han Feng didn't dare touch them.

After all, Ye Jinghong's case was a prime example. Heaven only knew if absorbing this stuff would get him targeted by this world's Will.

'Then again, I could repurpose it.'

Han Feng rubbed his chin, smiling like a shady merchant.

Ye Jinghong wanted to expand his Divine Realm, which meant he needed more followers, and therefore more "Divine Generals" to help him manage and conquer.

'And if I were to mix these Divine specks of light into ordinary [Borrowed Path Sword Seeds], couldn't I create a kind of "Ultimate Edition" seed?'

'Not only would it help the host raise their Cultivation, but it could also grant them a minuscule trace of "divine might," giving them a natural hierarchical suppression when facing native creatures.'

'Of course, all the insights and gains would ultimately flow back to me through a backdoor.'