Ling Xiao split into two clones, continuing to cultivate there.
Meanwhile, his soul entered the Mountain and River World.
The refining stone was properly placed in the Mountain and River World.
In the equipment shop of the small town, there was no one, but it had the most advanced refining equipment.
Ling Xiao found the equipment for fusing gear, then had his martial soul clone operate it, placing the refining stone, the Ice Glass Sword, and the exquisite treasure spear into the equipment.
This process was very simple, anyone could do it.
The subsequent refining required even less effort from him.
After the Mountain and River Martial Soul was activated, he only needed to expend some true essence, and the equipment would operate automatically.
“Ding-dang!”
Refining complete!
A brand-new longsword appeared before Ling Xiao, not only more beautiful than the previous Ice Glass Sword but also emitting a strange glow.
An exquisite treasure sword, indeed even better than the Snowfall Sword.
During this time, unless wielding dual swords, the Ice Glass Sword had been shelved, as it was unnecessary.
But now, after this refining, the Ice Glass Sword, which was nearly obsolete, had gained a new lease of life.
Perhaps due to the Heavenly Dragon True Essence, a faint image of a ferocious ice dragon could be seen on the newly refined treasure sword.
“Might as well call you Ice Dragon Sword.”
Though the name was a bit plain, Ling Xiao wasn’t selling art; as long as it was practical, that was enough.
With such a weapon, he could stand toe-to-toe with Jin Ming.
The top ten outer sect disciples all had exquisite treasure weapons, and without one, he’d be at a great disadvantage.
Refining the Ice Dragon Sword seemed simple, but it took quite a bit of time.
When Ling Xiao finished, he realised it was nearly dawn.
He recalled his two clones, planning to rest a little.
Even as a Martial Vein Realm martial artist, let alone a Transcendent Realm one, he still needed rest, just not as much as ordinary people.
“Hm? I’ve actually comprehended a new move, Soul Seize!”
He had to admit, it really helped him a lot. Without it, even if he could split into shadow clones, he couldn’t have them cultivate on his behalf.
For now, the priority was to find a higher-level secret technique to replace it, or the clones’ cultivation efficiency would keep declining.
“I’ve also smoothly reached the seventh layer, just stepping into the Great Achievement Realm. In terms of instantaneous damage, this Sword Control Technique is already close to ‘Flying Snow.’ If I improve it one more level, Sword Control Technique could once again become my strongest instantaneous killing move!”
Ling Xiao hadn’t used Sword Control Technique in previous battles because it wasn’t necessary, and he felt its cultivation level wasn’t high enough to serve as a trump card.
Taking a deep breath, Ling Xiao sat cross-legged on the stone bed to rest.
The sun rose in the east, illuminating the Moonlight Treasure Pagoda brightly.
Ling Xiao opened his eyes and walked out of his cave abode.
“Good morning, Senior Brother Zhao!”
“Senior Brother Zhao, going to the Medicine Hall?”
On his way to the Medicine Hall, Ling Xiao suddenly noticed that both new and veteran outer sect disciples had become remarkably enthusiastic.
What baffled him most was that people who had joined long before him also called him Senior Brother, as if not doing so would fail to show him respect.
He really didn’t like dealing with such scenes, so he brushed them off with a few words and quickened his pace.
Once he sped up, no one could keep up with him.
In the past, when he encountered outer sect disciples like Li Anle, ranked in the top thirty, they would never yield the path.
But today, Li Anle and Liu Qiang, seeing him approach from afar, hurriedly stepped to the side of the road, bowed their heads, and saluted.
This gave Ling Xiao a tiny sense of pride.
At just fourteen, making those who once scorned him now revere him was an achievement, so why not feel a bit smug?
As for Yang Cheng, that guy was still lying in the infirmary, yet to recover.
Soon, Ling Xiao arrived at the Medicine Hall. Old Hall Master Yang was sitting there reading a book. Seeing Ling Xiao, he stood up with a warm smile and said, “How was your rest yesterday?”
“Rest? Old Senior, that Mortal Body Sculpting Pill you gave me was too effective. It kept me busy all night, but I benefited greatly.”
Ling Xiao joked, but in his heart, he was genuinely touched by this old man.
He wondered if he should just take Old Hall Master Yang as his master. The old man had been really good to him.
But on second thought, while Old Hall Master Yang held a high position in the Moonlight Sect, his strength was ultimately inferior to Demon Flame Heavenly Sovereign.
Demon Flame Heavenly Sovereign might not dare to confront Old Hall Master Yang openly, but what if he schemed in secret?
What a dilemma!
“Old Yang, aren’t you spoiling this Ling Xiao a bit too much? He didn’t show up at the Medicine Hall for most of yesterday!”
Out of nowhere, a middle-aged man in a green robe spoke rather unkindly.
“Qingmu, as the deputy hall master, why fuss over a kid? No need for that.”
Old Hall Master Yang waved his hand and said, “I know you’re in charge of the Medicine Hall’s discipline, but Ling Xiao had urgent business yesterday.”
“What urgent business?”
Qingmu pressed.
“Does an outer sect challenge count as urgent?”
Old Hall Master Yang frowned, a bit displeased.
But Qingmu, clearly a straightforward man, ignored this and continued, “Hmph, outer sect challenges happen all the time. If everyone took leave, how would the Medicine Hall function?”
“What if it’s a challenge against a quasi-inner sect disciple in the top thirty?”
Old Hall Master Yang asked, squinting.
“That’s an exception, per the rules, no issue. But him?”
Qingmu glanced at Ling Xiao disdainfully and said, “He’s only at the peak of Martial Vein Eighth Layer. The top thirty are all half-step masters. Who could he challenge?”
“Heh, don’t be so skeptical,“ Old Hall Master Yang said with a hint of pride. “He didn’t just challenge one, but two. One was Li Anle, ranked twenty-sixth in the outer sect, and the other was Yang Cheng, ranked tenth.”
“Must’ve lost badly, right?”
Qingmu asked, looking at Ling Xiao.
“Reporting to Deputy Hall Master Qingmu, the quasi-inner sect disciples were stronger than expected. I had to use every trick in the book to barely win.”
Ling Xiao said calmly.
“Heh, I knew you’d lose… Wait, you said you won?”
Qingmu clearly hadn’t expected this outcome.
Unlike Old Hall Master Yang, he didn’t care what Ling Xiao had been up to; he only cared that Ling Xiao had taken leave.
“Yeah, I won.”
Ling Xiao nodded.
“Both of them?”
“Yes! Many people watched that day. If Deputy Hall Master Qingmu doesn’t believe me, you can ask Senior Sister Lan. She was there.”
Ling Xiao nodded again.
