Chapter 155 ·No Need for Refinement, A Thought Is Enough

Gu ‍​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌‌‌​‌‍Yan put away the Haotian Mirror, a trace of satisfaction appearing on his face.

This ‍​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍disciple of his was quite sensible.

Even ‍​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍though Feng Jiuge had clearly noticed that his voice differed somewhat from Nether Soul’s, he asked no questions and merely kowtowed in thanks.

Gu ‍​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍Yan liked this sense of restraint.

He ‍​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍withdrew his gaze and stopped watching further.

Feng ‍​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍Jiuge had his own path to walk. There was no need for him to continue interfering too much.

......

Demon Realm, Southern Region.

Within that hidden mountain cave.

After kowtowing, Feng Jiuge stood up and looked toward the three items before him.

He did not immediately reach for them, but first calmed his emotions.

The voice just now was seventy to eighty percent similar to his master Nether Soul’s voice, yet not completely identical.

Feng Jiuge understood clearly in his heart that there must be some special connection between the two.

As for exactly what kind, he did not know.

But since Master was unwilling to speak of it, he did not continue asking.

After all, the benefits before him were real and tangible.

Feng Jiuge reached out and first picked up the jade slip.

His divine sense entered it, and in an instant, a vast flood of information poured into his mind.

《True Explanation of the Star River》.

Those four large characters exploded within his consciousness like dazzling stars.

Feng Jiuge’s mind shook violently, his entire being seemingly dragged into an endless starry sky.

The star river flowed while the Great Dao shone brightly.

Countless mysterious cultivation formulas surged toward him like tides, unfolding one after another within his mind.

Void Refinement Chapter, Integration Chapter, Great Ascension Chapter, Tribulation Crossing Chapter.

And even the Human Immortal Chapter, Earth Immortal Chapter, and Heavenly Immortal Chapter.

One chapter after another, progressing layer upon layer.

Feng Jiuge immersed himself within it, completely forgetting the passage of time.

No one knew how much time passed.

When he finally comprehended the last cultivation formula and his consciousness withdrew from that boundless starry sky, the jade slip in his hand trembled slightly.

A soft sound rang out.

The jade slip transformed into countless points of starlight, scattering and dissipating between his fingers.

Feng Jiuge looked at the fading starlight and let out a long breath.

“What a marvelous 《True Explanation of the Star River》…”

He muttered softly, his tone filled with admiration.

Originally, he had thought that after reaching the Integration Realm, he would need to search for another fortunate opportunity to obtain the later cultivation methods.

Yet unexpectedly, this master whom he had never met had directly given him a heaven-reaching great path.

Before reaching the Heavenly Immortal Realm, there would no longer be any bottlenecks.

As long as he cultivated step by step, he could rise all the way upward.

What kind of astonishing generosity was this?

Feng Jiuge once again recalled another sentence spoken by this master:

“You may not yet understand the concept of an innate spiritual treasure. It is something only Golden Immortal-level immortals can possess.”

Golden Immortal.

What kind of realm was that? At present, he could not even imagine it.

But he knew it must be an existence standing high above, overlooking all living beings.

Yet this master of his could casually bestow treasures of such caliber. Then just what sort of realm had Master himself reached?

Feng Jiuge shook his head and stopped thinking further.

There was no use thinking about it.

He only knew one thing.

This master truly regarded him as a disciple.

That was enough.

Feng Jiuge gathered his thoughts and began circulating the newly obtained 《True Explanation of the Star River》.

This cultivation technique had originally been the same cultivation method as the one he previously practiced. Thus, once he circulated it, everything naturally became one seamless whole, without the slightest sense of obstruction.

The spiritual energy within his body began circulating under the guidance of 《True Explanation of the Star River》.

......

Thirty days passed. Feng Jiuge opened his eyes, and a sharp gleam flashed through them.

He lowered his head to look at his own hands, sensing the spiritual energy within his body as the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Void Refinement Great Perfection.

Only one final step remained before he could enter the Integration Realm.

Since arriving in the Demon Realm, only several years had passed.

From Void Refinement Middle Stage to Void Refinement Late Stage, and now to Void Refinement Great Perfection.

This speed was astonishingly fast.

When he had first arrived in the Demon Realm, slaughtering demons had caused his cultivation to soar by leaps and bounds, advancing thousands of miles in a single day.

But later, it gradually slowed down.

This was normal.

The higher one’s cultivation became, the greater the required resources, the deeper the accumulation, and naturally the slower breakthroughs became.

Yet even so, this speed was enough to astonish anyone.

Feng Jiuge had once told Chu Xiu that so long as he did not unexpectedly perish, he was confident he could slaughter demons all the way to the Tribulation Crossing Realm within five hundred years.

Although he had spoken those words, Feng Jiuge had never believed he would perish.

If his reliance before had been his movement technique—

Then now, his reliance was these two items.

Feng Jiuge’s gaze landed upon the two quietly floating objects.

One divine robe.

One longsword.

Feng Jiuge reached out and first picked up the divine robe.

The robe felt weightless in his hands.

With a thought, he attempted to wear it.

The next moment, the robe automatically fitted itself to his body before flashing with light and transforming into a set of black fitted clothing.

Clean, sharp, and perfectly tailored.

Feng Jiuge lowered his head to look at the fitted black clothing covering his body, surprise flashing through his eyes.

This robe… actually required no refinement?

With merely a thought, he had directly worn it.

And at the very instant he wore it, he could clearly sense all the wondrous uses of the robe.

As though it had always been a part of his body.

Feng Jiuge pondered briefly before attempting to channel the spiritual energy within his body into the robe.

In an instant, a faint black-and-yellow halo emerged around him.

The halo appeared thin and weak, yet Feng Jiuge could sense the terrifying defensive power hidden within.

All attacks below the Human Immortal Realm could be resisted.

Feng Jiuge took a deep breath.

Below the Human Immortal Realm.

That meant that as long as he did not encounter a true immortal, he would stand undefeated.

And within the Demon Realm…

Where would immortals come from?

Those peak Tribulation Crossing Realm demon ancestors were indeed powerful.

But peak Tribulation Crossing Realm was still ultimately Tribulation Crossing Realm—not Human Immortal Realm.

This robe truly was a divine artifact for preserving one’s life.

Feng Jiuge lowered his head to look at the black fitted clothing on his body, recalling the robe’s name:

《Xuanhuang Creation · Universe Limitless · Primordial Unity One Qi Fire-Avoiding Water-Repelling Demon-Suppressing Monster-Subduing Protective Divine Robe》.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

This name…

Was truly long.

Still, long was long. As long as it worked, that was enough.

Feng Jiuge stopped overthinking and reached out to pick up the sword.

The blade was long and slender, alternately bright and dim, as though an entire star river had been sealed within it.

Feng Jiuge grasped the hilt.

The next moment, his consciousness shook.

The sword intent contained within the blade was vast as a star river, yet incomparably gentle, without the slightest resistance.

Simply by holding it, he could feel that the sword obeyed him.

Its heart and will were connected to his own.

Feng Jiuge lightly rotated his wrist, and Shattered Stars trembled softly.

Weng—

A gentle sword hum echoed throughout the cave.

Feng Jiuge gazed at the longsword in his hand and remained silent for a very long time.

No need for refinement.

A thought was enough.

It allowed him to wield it without the slightest obstruction.

The methods involved here were already beyond his ability to comprehend.

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