“That many?” Lin Yun exclaimed.
“Of course. The gap between the Myriad Things Realm and the Eternal Realm is vast,” Emperor Huoyun nodded.
“With such high consumption, relying solely on Bright Moon Crystals to advance is really tough. They’re so rare,” Lin Yun sighed.
“Exactly. Most cultivators rely mainly on their own cultivation, using Bright Moon Crystals as a supplement, slowly progressing over time. You can’t depend on them as the primary method,” Emperor Huoyun said.
Lin Yun nodded, understanding. In the Heavenly God Palace, Myriad Things Realm cultivators were often over ten thousand years old, some even twenty or thirty thousand, relying on time to accumulate progress. With immortals’ infinite lifespans, quick shortcuts were rare.
“Take these ten thousand Bright Moon Crystals for now. If you can secure an alliance with the Dragon Clan, the Heavenly God Palace will surely reward you handsomely, including plenty of Bright Moon Crystals,” Emperor Huoyun said.
“Master, have you reached the Third Layer of the Dominion Realm? If not, these crystals are vital for you. You should keep them,” Lin Yun said.
Ten thousand Bright Moon Crystals was a huge investment from his master.
“I’m currently at the Second Layer of the Dominion Realm, far from the Third. Even with these ten thousand, I’m still short,” Emperor Huoyun shook his head.
Lin Yun could imagine the Dominion Realm’s crystal consumption would be even higher, though cultivation speed would also surpass the Myriad Things Realm.
“Master, I really don’t need these ten thousand crystals. I can find my own way,” Lin Yun firmly declined.
After all, he could use the Supreme Universe Cauldron to condense Universe Crystals.
“The Heavenly God Palace controls the Bright Moon Crystals. What way could you have?” Emperor Huoyun asked.
“I have my methods,” Lin Yun grinned.
“You rascal. Fine, if you need them later, come to me,” Emperor Huoyun said, shaking his head with a smile.
He then put away the ten thousand Bright Moon Crystals.
“Then I’ll take my leave,” Lin Yun said, bowing.
After leaving the palace, Lin Yun headed straight home.
With four months until the Dragon Clan’s Hidden Dragon Abyss opened, Lin Yun planned to focus on cultivation.
Having entered the Myriad Things Realm, he had many areas to improve.
At the Lin residence, Lin Yun announced to his friends and family that he had reached the Myriad Things Realm.
They were thrilled at the news.
Lin Yun then retreated to his training chamber, entering the One Thought Clear Heart Tower to cultivate.
Inside the tower, he took out the Origin-level sword given by the Human Emperor.
The blade was entirely azure.
“Kid, how old are you?” the sword spoke as soon as Lin Yun held it.
“As expected, it has sentience and can talk,” Lin Yun grinned.
“I’m asking you, kid, how old are you?” the sword pressed.
“I’m young, not even a hundred. Following me won’t be a loss,” Lin Yun said.
“Hmph, a little brat wants to control me? Dream on!”
The sword slipped from Lin Yun’s grasp.
“Trying to escape?”
Lin Yun lunged, grabbing it, his powerful energy enveloping the sword.
“You’re in my hands now. Where do you think you’re going?” Lin Yun said coldly.
“Even in your hands, you can’t control me!” the sword’s soul declared defiantly.
“Stubborn, huh? Once you’re mine, you don’t get a choice!”
Lin Yun injected his inner energy and divine sense into the sword, attempting to refine it.
But as his divine sense entered, it met fierce resistance, repelling him instantly.
“It’s got some skill,” Lin Yun muttered, eyes narrowing.
Refining it would indeed be tricky.
“Master, don’t go easy on it. Be ruthless, or you’ll never tame it,” the spirit’s voice echoed in Lin Yun’s mind.
Its advice aligned with Lin Yun’s thoughts.
“Since you’re so stubborn, don’t blame me for being harsh!”
Lin Yun unleashed a divine sense attack, surging toward the sword.
“You jerk, attacking me? You’ll never succeed!” the sword’s soul roared, resisting the assault.
“Still not yielding?”
Lin Yun produced a medicinal cauldron, tossed the sword inside, and channelled his inner energy to envelop it.
The energy turned into blazing flames, flooding the cauldron.
“Kid, these tricks won’t work!” the sword bellowed from within.
“Let’s see how long you last,” Lin Yun smirked.
One day, two days, three days…
A month passed, with Lin Yun relentlessly refining it day and night.
“Argh, kid, stop it!” the sword’s soul finally screamed from the cauldron.
Lin Yun grinned. “Stop? Dream on! It’s only been a month. I’ll refine you until you submit. I told you, in my hands, you have no choice.”
“Jerk! Jerk!” the sword’s soul cursed.
“Submit early, and you’ll suffer less. If you agree, I can get you any resources you want,” Lin Yun said.
He knew such swords could absorb treasures to grow.
This was a mix of hard and soft tactics.
“If you can get me a Mysterious Flame Stone, I’ll let you refine me!” the sword’s soul said from the cauldron.
Lin Yun’s heart leapt. Its willingness to negotiate meant progress.
“Mysterious Flame Stone? Fine, I’ll look into it,” Lin Yun agreed.
“Jerk, then let me out!” the sword’s soul shouted.
Lin Yun withdrew his energy and took the sword out.
“For now, stay in my storage space,” Lin Yun said, placing it there.
He then messaged Emperor Huoyun to ask about a Mysterious Flame Stone.
Emperor Huoyun said he didn’t have one but suggested asking the Xiaoyao Tower Lord, who might.
Lin Yun contacted the Tower Lord, who promised to look into it and notify him if he found one.
With that done, Lin Yun took out Bright Moon Crystals to begin advancing his realm.
At any time, the realm was the foundation. When possible, he prioritised advancing it above all else.
