“Damn it, trying to kill me? In your dreams! Your grandpa Jin isn’t that easy to deal with!” A surge of blazing fire erupted from Jin Pang’s body, enveloping both him and Qin Chuan.
At the same time, the intense flames forced the two Pseudo-Nascent Soul Realm wolf demons to retreat. Their claws were scorched by the fire.
These two wolf demons were only at the Pseudo-Nascent Soul Realm. They had yet to evolve true sentience and weren’t real Nascent Soul Realm demonic beasts. Since demonic beasts were instinctively afraid of fire, the two wolves didn’t dare to attack again and simply circled nearby.
This flame was Jin Pang’s greatest trump card—a powerful alchemical flame called Primordial Heaven-Earth Flame, something his grandfather had obtained for him with great effort. It could be used to refine pills, increasing pill quality and formation rate, and it could also be used defensively in combat.
With Jin Pang’s current cultivation, using the Primordial Heaven-Earth Flame for alchemy was fine, but wielding it in battle was difficult—especially since he had to protect both himself and Qin Chuan. He was now forcefully holding on by spitting blood.
Even after coughing up blood, he still turned back and shouted at Qin Chuan, “Qin Chuan, hurry up! I can’t hold on much longer—I don’t want to be eaten by these wolves!”
“I still don’t want to die! I’m my grandfather’s only grandson. If I die, the Jin Clan will have no descendants. My grandfather will have to bury his own grandson. Can you live with that?”
Qin Chuan didn’t respond. His soul was vanishing little by little, and he was doing everything he could, but nothing worked.
The sword shadows in his sea of consciousness continued to flicker, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t comprehend them.
All he could do was watch his soul disintegrate bit by bit. He was going to die.
He was unwilling.
He roared in his sea of consciousness!
Then, instead of trying to comprehend anything, he threw himself toward the Heavenly Dominion Sword within his sea of consciousness. “I don’t care what sword shadow or sword intent you show me. Even if I can’t comprehend you, you can only be my sword!”
Qin Chuan used his divine soul to grab the Heavenly Dominion Sword directly, taking advantage of his last bit of strength to force it to recognize him as its master. A domineering aura radiated from him.
At that moment, the Heavenly Dominion Sword in his sea of consciousness voluntarily merged with his divine soul. It had recognized him as its master. Qin Chuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
What truly made one the master of Heavenly Dominion Sword was surviving the soul-tearing agony and having the invincible will of a sword cultivator who could cut through all under heaven with one strike.
His reckless decision to grab the Heavenly Dominion Sword had unexpectedly touched the sword spirit, earning its reluctant acknowledgment.
Now that the Heavenly Dominion Sword had acknowledged him, the sword in his hand began to glow softly as it began pushing against the seal Shen Qingyuan had placed.
“Heavenly Dominion Sword has accepted me, but why is my soul still slowly disintegrating? Is this the doing of the Heavenly Dao again?” Qin Chuan was confused.
Soon, he realized it wasn’t the Heavenly Dao. “No, it’s because the Heavenly Dominion Sword is a divine weapon. My soul isn’t strong enough to wield it yet.”
He called for help again, “Senior Brother Jin, I still need soul-strengthening pills!”
“I don’t have any more! I already gave you everything I had earlier! Hurry up, I really can’t hold on!” Jin Pang had almost depleted all his blood essence. Now, he was frantically popping pills, then burning his blood to keep the Primordial Heaven-Earth Flame going.
Qin Chuan said nothing further. He had to find a way to stop his soul from crumbling, but he had already tried everything he could think of. Nothing worked.
“Is Heaven really going to destroy me!?”
“No! My fate is mine alone—not Heaven’s!”
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Meanwhile, outside the Secret Realm, Shen Qingyuan felt the seal she had placed on the Heavenly Dominion Sword loosening. She looked toward the entrance of the Secret Realm. “The seal on Heavenly Dominion Sword is weakening… Is Chuan’er in danger?”
Without hesitation, she forced her way into the Secret Realm. The barrier couldn’t stop her. As soon as she entered, she locked onto Qin Chuan’s position and, in the very next breath, appeared at his side.
Whether her cultivation would damage or destroy the Secret Realm didn’t concern her at all. In her heart, not even the entire Tranquil Void Sect—or a single hair on Qin Chuan’s head—mattered more.
She never had any deep attachment to the Tranquil Void Sect. She had only accepted disciples under the command of the previous Sect Master, which she never truly agreed to.
After inspecting Qin Chuan’s condition, she muttered, “He forced a bond and succeeded… Well done, Chuan’er. But his soul isn’t strong enough yet to control the Heavenly Dominion Sword.”
Frowning, Shen Qingyuan considered her options. She had countless ways to solve this, but she didn’t want Qin Chuan to know she had come. You are reading on g.com, the official source.
“I got it. I’ll disguise it as residual power from last time.” With that, she channeled a wisp of her soul into Qin Chuan’s sea of consciousness.
Qin Chuan, helpless and watching his soul dissipate, suddenly felt a presence. Shen Qingyuan’s wisp of soul appeared, stabilizing his soul, then nourishing it with her own divine soul.
“Master… is this power from when Master left it in my mind before? Master’s saving me again… Hehe…”
With his soul quickly strengthening, Qin Chuan regained control of the Heavenly Dominion Sword.
Meanwhile, Jin Pang was a mess.
In just over fifty breaths, he had nearly vomited all his blood. Turning again to look at Qin Chuan, he cried out, “Junior Brother Qin—no, Senior Brother Qin! I’ll call you Senior Brother, alright? Just hurry up, I seriously can’t take this anymore!”
Despite saying he couldn’t go on, Jin Pang endured for another twenty breaths. But this time, he really couldn’t hold on. His whole body went limp. Looking at the still-unresponsive Qin Chuan, he gritted his teeth. “Fine! Qin Chuan, if I die, you must kill Xie An for me! If you don’t, I’ll haunt you forever, even in death!”
“To think, your Grandpa Jin was a genius all his life, only to die from one stupid act of kindness. Damn it! I’m done being a good person!”
Shen Qingyuan didn’t delay any longer. She sent one last surge of power through her soul wisp to help stabilize Qin Chuan’s divine soul.
She knew this chubby little guy had some connection with Qin Chuan, and if something happened to him, Qin Chuan would be devastated.
She transferred the energy through the soul fragment to rapidly boost Qin Chuan’s soul strength. In just two breaths, Qin Chuan gained temporary control over the Heavenly Dominion Sword.
Jin Pang had truly reached his limit. He was about to cough out one final mouthful of blood, but before that, he let out one last string of curses: “Those turtle bastards from Array Peak! And those damn elders who were supposed to clear the Secret Realm! Screw your ancestors eighteen generations over!”
“And Qin Chuan—”
Just as he turned to curse Qin Chuan, he saw Qin Chuan soar into the air. A flash of sword light sliced clean through the neck of the first wolf demon that had been chasing them.
“Skybreaker Demon-Slaying Sword!”
Immediately after, Qin Chuan slashed again. Another sword light cut clean through the neck of the second Pseudo-Nascent Soul Realm wolf demon. The wolf had no chance to dodge and died on the spot.