Chapter 1134 - 1133: Divine Palace Cultivation

After learning about the matters of the sacred land, Ye Qingchen stayed in the Ice and Snow Divine Palace. Besides his own cultivation, he also guided Ye Qing's training. With his current strength, guiding an Earth Immortal was more than sufficient.

Moreover, his Celestial Immortal cultivation was achieved through countless battles, far surpassing the worth of those Celestial Immortals from the Thirty-Six Sects who only secluded themselves for years.

The disciples of the Divine Palace regarded him with utmost respect.

After all.

A Celestial Immortal, no matter where, would always receive the due respect.

The Ice and Snow Divine Palace occupied the extreme depths of the Extreme North, and although the environment there was harsh, the Spiritual Qi was purer, making it a perfect place for him to cultivate.

Although the advancement of realms slows significantly after reaching Celestial Immortal stage, in such a rich and pure environment, Ye Qingchen's realm still showed substantial progress.

"No wonder the Ice and Snow Divine Palace is so much stronger than the Thirty-Six Sects of the Celestial South. I wonder if those sacred lands are similar!"

Ye Qingchen mused silently.

Besides, he also began refining Yi Tianli!

Since the opponent was a Celestial Immortal, even after the Demon Fire Furnace was devoured by the Crimson Mist Cauldron, it was not easy to refine him. Ye Qingchen spent nearly every day channeling True Qi, and only on the seventh day did he barely manage to refine the opponent's soul.

In the following days, he still had no intention to stop.

One must know.

Upon reaching the Celestial Immortal stage, one's flesh absorbs countless Spiritual Qi, undergoing numerous refinements, akin to Heavenly and Earthly Treasures. Coupled with the flesh of a Profound Nether Python and the Heavenly and Earthly Treasures scavenged by Ye Qingchen from the Thirty-Six Sects, they are enough to refine a potent pill!

"Today I shall heal completely!"

Ye Qingchen sat in the center of the courtyard and swallowed the Blood Pill he meticulously refined in one gulp. He battled the Thirty-Six Sects, pursued all the way to the Extreme North, how could he not be injured, it was only suppressed.

As the pill entered.

Immediately, a surge of True Qi, like a torrent, poured down his throat, sweeping through his limbs and bones in an instant. If it were anyone else, they might be overwhelmed by the pill's medicinal power in a blink!

But Ye Qingchen was not afraid; instead, he laughed loudly:

"Well done!"

He clasped his hands and formed a seal.

Allowing the vast flood to continually wash over his body, cleansing every muscle, meridian, bone, and internals from the injuries sustained in the battle at Southern Heaven.

Simultaneously.

This power infiltrated repeatedly, eventually gathering in the Dantian, transforming into pure Qi Blood and True Qi.

After sitting cross-legged for a long time.

Suddenly.

His body trembled, and Ye Qingchen slowly opened his mouth, releasing a breath like a swimming dragon that surged out, circling in mid-air like a dragon dancing wildly, tumbling and swaying.

The misty dragon breath lingered in mid-air for a full half-hour before slowly dissipating, displaying an extraordinary spectacle!

"Finally succeeded!"

Ye Qingchen slowly opened his eyes.

He felt the burdens on his body seemed completely lifted at this moment, his body extraordinarily light, almost like a feather. Not only that, his cultivation also improved considerably.

"The effect is even better than I imagined!"

"Not only have my injuries fully recovered, but my cultivation also progressed from the early stage to the late stage of the Celestial Immortal Second Layer."

"Such an opportunity is rare!"

Ye Qingchen smacked his lips regretfully.

Typically, a Celestial Immortal would hold command over a faction. Even the weakest ones would be similar to the Thirty-Six Sects of the Celestial South. With thousands of years of heritage, who could easily subdue a Celestial Immortal?

One mistake could even turn a Hunter into prey.

The reason he could easily capture Yi Tianli was due to scaring him when casually breaking through his array. If Yi Tianli had realized, catching him again wouldn't be so easy.

"Now that my injuries are healed, I can start refining a weapon!"

Ye Qingchen stroked his chin.

After the battle of Southern Heaven, the Star Sword was nearing its limit; he had long considered crafting a weapon of his own. For others, crafting a weapon, just finding suitable materials is enough to drain one's lifetime.

But for Ye Qingchen, it's incredibly simple.

He still possessed the weapons and magic treasures of the Thirty-Six Sects' masters, incredibly wealthy to the extreme.

Flipping his right hand.

A gray, archaic long sword appeared in Ye Qingchen's palm, precisely the Sword in the Stone used by Ye Xuanji of the Sword Vein Sect! Though it appeared to be forged from stone, it was actually crafted from Star Meteorite Iron.

The Sword Vein Sect uses this sword to establish their sect, seeing this sword is like seeing the Sect Leader.

Anyone who acquires this sword can instantly use it to command the Sword Vein Sect. But Ye Qingchen only glanced casually before tossing the Sword in the Stone into the Crimson Mist Cauldron, and almost instantly, flames enveloped the Sword in the Stone.

Afterward, Ye Qingchen took out Fuhong's magic blade, an extremely long knife forged from an Asura's spine. If repaired, it too would be a rare weapon.

But Ye Qingchen didn't even look at it before tossing it into the Crimson Mist Cauldron.

Next were the Cloud Mist Sect's Silkworm Cloud Sleeve, Taotian Palace's Celestial Net Disc, Giant Spirit Sect's Infinite Axe, Thunder Shock Sect's Soul Capturing Chain...

These sects have entrenched themselves in Southern Heaven for thousands of years, collecting treasures capable of establishing factions, altering the dynamics of Southern Heaven, but now they're tossed into the Crimson Mist Cauldron by Ye Qingchen, one by one.

Only then was the Star Sword placed inside.

Ye Qingchen hasn't learned artifact refining, but what he needs to do isn't complex, merely repairing the Star Sword. He believes, using the treasures of the Thirty-Six Sects for repairs, the Star Sword will certainly be superior.

Using the flames of the Crimson Mist Cauldron to melt the treasures, then Ye Qingchen uses his soul as a hammer to begin crafting.

"Whew, finally done...!"

Seven days later.

Ye Qingchen withdrew his divine sense, letting out a long breath. Before him lay a sleek, elongated sword. Four Chi and seven Fen long, entirely pitch-black.

Upon careful inspection, countless tiny patterns could be seen on the spine of the sword, runes crafted by Ye Qingchen using divine sense. Numerous runes connected, seemingly integrating the entire sword!

"Collect!"

Ye Qingchen suddenly formed a seal.

Divine sense linked to the first rune, which trembled vigorously, then glowed brightly, and an indistinct chain extended from this rune, spreading towards the next.

Then the second rune lit up swiftly!

The third, fourth, fifth...

The runes became increasingly bright and fast, like lightning piercing through the entire sword, displaying an extraordinary spectacle.

"Finally succeeded!"

Feeling the Star Sword in complete harmony with his will, Ye Qingchen nodded in satisfaction. After repairs, the Star Sword had ascended to a heavenly tier and was even more powerful than before!

"With the Star Sword repaired, my strength increased by at least thirty percent!"

Ye Qingchen's weary face was full of smiles.

"Hmm?"

"A visitor?"

Ye Qingchen raised his eyebrow in amusement, gazing beyond the courtyard.