Chapter 67: Life Transformation and Reorganization Device

After the second trial ended, he gifted each participant a reward.

Most were like Xiao Fan’s—a scripture suited to their current condition.

But some, like Yu Ming and Xiao Ming, received repairs to their damaged foundations and bodies.

Perhaps, this small reward was all they needed to bridge the gap to Unity with the Dao? “Three hundred twenty-seven people...”

Of five hundred participants, only three hundred twenty-seven advanced to the third trial by completing their objectives and defeating opponents; the rest had failed their objectives but endured longer.

Among those three hundred twenty-seven, the vast majority were disciples of other Immortal Sects and disciples of the Sword Sect’s main branch.

Barely.

Then Xu Xing flicked his finger, and a streak of red light shot into the earth.

Boom! The entire secret realm suddenly shuddered violently.

The chains wrapped around Jianfeng trembled incessantly, clinking and clanging.

“W-what’s happening?!”

Chi Jiu Yu jolted awake and looked down, eyes widening.

The vast, boundless secret realm turned upside down—the flat grasslands ripped apart by countless giant hands, then crushed and stitched back together.

Wild winds howled, dark red dust swirling through the air, dozens of tornadoes over a hundred meters tall ravaged the realm.

Is this the end of the world? But this is my uncle’s secret realm!

This realm’s strength is extremely high!

“I’m reorganizing the realm. Keep going.”

Oh, so that’s it.

Chi Jiu Yu stared for a while longer before closing her eyes again.

At this point, the red mist around her had thinned considerably, and it continued growing thinner with time.

Soon, the sword resting across her thighs swallowed the last trace of red mist.

With a clear, ringing sword cry, the blade leapt into the sky, like a nimble azure dragon circling the eight directions, leaving long trails of light.

Suddenly, ripples spread around the red moon hanging high above.

The wandering sword froze; its glowing spiritual light vanished, and like a startled puppy, it darted back into Chi Jiu Yu’s arms.

“...”

I haven’t even done anything yet and you’re already cowering.

So damn embarrassing.

The sword’s spirit immediately sent a wave of emotion—something like...

“You do it then!”

Chi Jiu Yu looked up at the red moon.

The ripples around it expanded in concentric circles, like the heartbeat of the entire realm.

Hmm...

She stood up, choosing to follow her intuition and inner sense.

“Uncle, when can we leave?” Chi Jiu Yu called out loudly.

“Now.”

A weight settled on her shoulder—Xu Xing suddenly appeared beside her; her prized spiritual sense was useless right then...

Fake! I’m the best!

“Now, just wait for it to evolve on its own.”

As he spoke, Chi Jiu Yu’s vision blurred, and a clamor of noise filled her ears.

Around them, people bustled past—the two had appeared directly in the heart of a bustling market.

The night market of Xuanjian City had not grown quiet due to the sudden trial; if anything, it was even livelier.

Perhaps because many disciples of the Joyful Sect had arrived? “Uncle, aren’t we going straight back?” She quickly sheathed her sword.

It’s already so late.

“We’ll return to the sect soon. But while we still have time, let’s take a look around.”

She probably wouldn’t get another chance to come here—after all, this was the first city she’d encountered after emerging from her seclusion.

Return to the sect?

Chi Jiu Yu’s heart tightened: “But there’s still a third trial, right?”

“It won’t take long.”

Xu Xing had already stayed in Xuanjian City long enough.

“What’s wrong?” Xu Xing glanced at her, a faint smirk on his lips. “Now you’re scared?”

“Of course not!”............

Several minutes later.

Chi Jiu Yu held a skewer in each hand, enthusiastically telling Xu Xing about her brilliant performance at the Immortal Sect competition.

Basically, how incredibly awesome she was—how she defeated her opponents with just a few moves.

She bit into the last piece of meat, tossed the bamboo skewers upward, and they lined up neatly, tracing a graceful arc across the entire street, each one flying into a trash bin at the far end.

Amazing control over objects!

Most around them were Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment cultivators, with barely any Golden Core cultivators; they couldn’t help but admire.

Xu Xing glanced at the trash bin beside them, then at Chi Jiu Yu’s smug face.

My senior’s disciple always finds a way to make things entertaining.

With a flick of spiritual power, the grease on her hands and lips vanished instantly.

“Uncle...”

“Hmm?”

“Which senior brothers and sisters have you ever wandered around like this with?”

“...Why ask that suddenly?”

“I’m just curious!”

“None.”

“Huh?!” Chi Jiu Yu was surprised—and delighted. “So I’m the first?!”

“Not exactly.”

“I know, I know! I mean, not counting those of your generation!” she added quickly.

“Then yes, you are the first.”

Chi Jiu Yu’s eyes lit up.

Then Xu Xing watched as she pulled out her phone, fiddled with it, and sent a message.

The recipient’s nickname was “Senior Sister Who Didn’t Give Me the Book.”

A few minutes after sending it.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Chi Jiu Yu’s phone buzzed incessantly, as if possessed—clearly the other person was frantic.

She calmly turned the phone off and tossed it into her storage ring.

“That felt good!”

“...” Xu Xing fell silent for a moment. “Aren’t you afraid she’ll punish you?”

“The rotation’s coming up soon—she’s heading to guard the Western Star Region, swamped with work. By the time we return to the sect, she’ll already be gone. No time to punish me!”

You’re truly a little genius.

“Aren’t you afraid I’ll punish you?”

“Huh?” Chi Jiu Yu stared at Xu Xing in surprise. “Don’t joke, Uncle—we’re family!”

Huh? Since when are we family?............

In the end, Xu Xing didn’t punish her.

The two continued walking; beyond the night market, the surroundings grew much quieter.

They passed through an old-looking district.

Some people were still working—two laborers, both Foundation Establishment cultivators wearing safety helmets, carried buckets of red paint, writing a single character on each building: “Demolish!”

A planned highway would cut through here, so all these buildings had to be torn down.

“Tsk tsk! The people here must be too excited to sleep.” Chi Jiu Yu sighed.

“Is the Sword Sect’s demolition compensation really that high?”

Xu Xing had never had this opportunity in his past life, so he’d never learned about it; in this life, before his seclusion, such things didn’t exist either.

“Of course it’s high! Our Sword Sect’s compensation is calculated based on the market price of the demolished house, the materials and techniques used in its construction, the materials consumed during the array inscriptions...”

Chi Jiu Yu spoke fluently, pouring out a flood of details.

From valuation methods to compensation schemes, she explained everything exhaustively.

In short, according to her account, the compensation each resident received was equivalent to each of them having drawn a “Life Transformation and Reorganization Device.”

From Qi Refining to Foundation Establishment, Foundation Establishment to Golden Core, Golden Core to Nascent Soul, Nascent Soul to Soul Transformation... forget that last part.

“You know all this?” Xu Xing’s expression turned strange.

That doesn’t fit your persona. “Of course I do—I’m going to become the Sword Sect’s sect leader!”

How can you be a qualified sect leader if you don’t even understand this?

Please collect, please follow!! (End of Chapter)