Chapter 59: Crossing

The Zhang Clan now has the support of the three great families and is in a period of rapid expansion.

Whether it is the Zhang Clan's influence in the underworld and the overt world, or its wealth and armaments, all are undergoing silent expansion.

For this, Zhang Jian merely practiced the Sun-Moon Sword Technique under the bright moonlight for two hours, then chose to go to sleep early.

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In the depths of the magnificent immortal realm, misty smoke clouds shrouded the area; before the Two Realms Pond, the Qingxia Goddess sat cross-legged on a cloud couch, her whole body surrounded by flowing dense cloud light, and a layer of dense aura appeared on her surface.

Having obtained the Hundred Flowers Fairy's treasure, her cultivation gradually became refined, she was about to break through her shackles and complete her promotion.

Her whole body already bore the aura of a Dao Sovereign.

At that moment, the Nine-Colored Scarlet Water in the Two Realms Pond boiled up again, and a large sheet of golden light flew out, instantly falling onto the Qingxia Goddess's surroundings for her to inhale and exhale.

"Superior incense six thousand!"

As she thought, a faint smile appeared on the Qingxia Goddess's dignified jade-like countenance.

This was again an improvement over the previous time.

After waiting a moment, the Nine-Colored Phenomenon again churned within the Two Realms Pond, and shortly thereafter a lotus-shaped thing condensed and formed inside.

"Another Merit Treasure Lotus?"

Seeing this, the Qingxia Goddess's eyes instantly gained a hint more of satisfaction.

Although this was the second Merit Treasure Lotus she had obtained,

but such Merit Treasure Lotters are naturally the more the better!

It can protect the immortal's primordial spirit, making it hard to fall into calamity; she is about to attain the Dao Sovereign body, and when that time comes there will be calamity, so to her such Merit Treasure Lotters are more precious than anything.

Having these ready-made, she no longer needs to personally plot merit fortune, condense Merit Treasure Lotters to avoid calamity; she can use the saved time to refine other treasures.

However, this time she again ought to give what sort of return.

The Qingxia Goddess pondered, the low-grade treasures left in her hand were indeed only that many; the rest were Immortal Realm rarities, their power too great to be easily given away.

Her cultivation has not yet reached this point, able to send out those great-power treasures without causing any heavenly-earthly omens or leaving any trace.

After thinking, the Qingxia Goddess reached out and a Jade Pond Golden Lotus Seed again appeared in her hand.

She still had plenty of such treasures in her hand.

Sending a few more should be no problem!

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Qi Clan Manor

In the dead of night, the portrait hanging before Zhang Jian's loft bed suddenly burst forth with brilliance; a golden rosy light shot out from it and instantly fell into the depths of the sleeping Zhang Jian's brow, sinking in.

In the dream, Zhang Jian felt a waft of pure fragrance; a rich, gentle qi directly entered his body, within which a faint lotus mark appeared.

At the same time, a message fell into his mind.

Jade Pond Golden Lotus Seed, it can nourish the physique, increase spiritual wisdom, nurture the soul; after absorption there is a certain chance to merge with the Dao pattern fragments within the lotus seed, namely a one-in-a-thousand chance to obtain an innate divine ability……

Again a Jade Pond Golden Lotus Seed.

Zhang Jian felt slightly stunned; he sensed that the Jade Pond Golden Lotus Seed entering his body turned into a pure qi that merged into the depths of his soul, and a current merged into the depths of his spiritual power, causing his internal spiritual power to expand by nearly a full circuit.

With this pure qi merging, his soul's divine sense became distinctly sharper.

He perceived that in the depths of his soul a phantom lotus was gradually forming, and a grand heavenly-earthly Dao pattern tended to merge with his divine sense, but in a moment it flowed past like clear water, never leaving anything on him.

It never merged with his divine sense.

Even the marvelous Dao pattern fragments he sensed were merely a drop in the bucket.

"What a pity!"

This thought flashed through Zhang Jian's mind; he felt a slight regret.

After all, he still failed to comprehend that legendary innate divine ability.

A one-in-a-thousand chance is not that easy to hit!

But obtaining several more would surely greatly increase that chance.

"There's still a chance!"

With his internal spiritual power increased, he instead became alert, rose directly from the loft bed, untied the Dragon Chant Sword hanging at the bedside, came to the courtyard, and began to perform the Sun-Moon Sword Formula.

In the courtyard, at this moment he felt his soul's divine sense was exceptionally pure; it seemed as if all stray thoughts, like snow under sunlight, had completely vanished, leaving only focus.

Only see as the long sword danced, the mottled iron sword in his hand seemed to gradually emit a bright layer of watercress light, resonating with the moonlight that streamed down from the deep starry night.

His sword technique was already extremely proficient; a lofty, tranquil undulation emerged from his sword technique, drawing the surrounding heaven-and-earth power, and he gradually felt himself resonating with the bright white moon, becoming one with it.

He did not actively provoke his internal extreme yang spiritual power; rather, the spiritual power was naturally drawn by the sword technique, like external meridians, circulating as one with him!

Every move could continually inhale and exhale the moonlight power, constantly nourishing his physique and soul, while his sword technique could ever more draw upon heaven-and-earth power, gradually giving rise to a layer of moonlight halo.

Many doubts that had lingered before were instantly resolved at this moment!

His figure seemed to transform into a fish swimming in the moonlight, leaping into the air and continually roaming within the heaven-and-earth power, breaking through the obstruction of the spirit-mechanism field between heaven and earth.

Unbeknownst to him, his sword technique, which had been merely a flashy framework, gained a hint of divine spirit and sharpness.

It was as if he were swinging his sword toward the moonlight, even to the point of embodying the moon itself, illuminating all things.

During this process, his thoughts became clearer and sharper.

As it turned, it was completely unhindered by any stray thoughts.

This state persisted until a sliver of dawn sunlight broke the horizon, the moonlight faded, and he then suddenly came to his senses, "awakened".

His figure fell from low altitude.

At this moment Zhang Jian sheathed his sword and stood, feeling a sense of exhilarating release.

At this time his internal spiritual power was not depleted by the constant sword waving; on the contrary, it was extremely abundant.

He clearly felt how much progress he had made in this process.

At the very least, the Sun-Moon Sword Technique could be considered to have reached the hall and even attained pure blue furnace fire.

From just entering the door to reaching the hall, and until approaching the purity of the furnace fire!

This shows how great his fortune is.

"His cultivation is too low; it's still somewhat a waste of the efficacy of this Yaochi Golden Lotus Seed!"

Zhang Jian felt a sense of awe; such a focused attitude is extraordinarily rare.

At this moment he could feel that, as the Yaochi Golden Lotus Seed's medicinal effect fully merged into the depths of his soul, that state of heavy purity, free of any stray thoughts, had completely vanished.

Gazing at the Dragon Chant Sword in his hand, he gave it a slight swing, and instantly a layer of heavenly-earthly power attached itself above; with just a movement he could produce tremendous lethal force.

This is the spirituality contained within the Dragon Chant Sword, which also gains benefit during the act of swinging the sword.

"Does this count as dual cultivation..."

A strange thought flashed through Zhang Jian's mind: this is dual cultivation with the sword.

Yet this thought made him burst into laughter.

As the sky grew light, Zhang Jian collected his thoughts, washed up a little, and then stepped out of the Qi Manor.

In the courtyard, many servants and maids were already busy, some sweeping, others scattering off to various rooms to attend to duties.

In such an atmosphere, Zhang Jian felt especially wonderful.

The years are peaceful and tranquil.

Such bustle, this prosperous scene, is exactly what every great family strives for.

But Zhang Jian noticed that many servants were gathering toward the direction of the fourth wing, with no shortage of discussion.

Hearing the younger servants discuss, the Daoist invited to the fourth wing had indeed turned lead into silver.

Is the art of turning stone into gold real?