Chapter 332: Weiji Immortal Sword, the Great Dao is Not Yet Finished

Xu Jia's fists carry lightning, wind and thunder rise about his body, fire surges from beneath his feet, and a lotus platform grows in the Tianchi.

For a moment, the forces of earth, water, fire, and wind surged forth, with a faint sense of a volcano erupting and wind and water churning.

Every time he struck, it resonated with the great momentum of heaven and earth, and the tremors could be felt across the entire Luzon Island.

The desires of all living beings, seeking but not obtaining; the wishes of all living beings, held in mind and never forgotten... That Three Realms Fire House, the five yin burning within. The seven emotions fearing suffering, the eight difficulties all being disasters.

The difficulty of blades and weapons, the difficulty of water and fire, the difficulty of plague, the difficulty of famine...

In the vast human world, where is the Pure Land? Where can one find a little coolness?

The bleak autumn wind is here again, the human world has changed.

Xu Jia's heart, mind, and intent Qi all entered into this sword embryo.

The Body Gods of the entire cycle each bestowed their blessings, and before long, the heavens and earth suddenly inverted.

The Bi Fang was startled and flew into the sky, but it was wounded by the Sword Qi and fell into the volcano, instantly agitating the magma, and the volcano erupted immediately.

As black smoke billowed, a cold light suddenly appeared; Xu Jia's two swords, the Golden Flood Dragon Sword and the Silver Flood Dragon Sword, could not stop trembling and bowed their heads in submission.

Once the sword was born into the world, heavenly thunder rolled and lightning struck down, hitting the sword body directly, but it turned into electric plasma like water and fell into the volcano.

Heavenly thunder and earthly fire colluded, with the momentum of heaven collapsing and earth shattering, as if to annihilate the entire Luzon land.

Xu Jia was just about to use this land as his base, so how could he let the volcano erupt? He thought to himself: "I forged this sword with a compassionate heart to sever karma, not to kill people. Why is the murderous aura so intense that it has become a fierce weapon, with faint signs of being ominous and harming its master?"

Xu Jia had originally intended for it to be a kingly holy sword like the "Xuanyuan Sword," or perhaps the "Son of Heaven Sword" mentioned by Zhuangzi, but now it looked like a Chiyou Demon Weapon.

His Primordial Spirit returned to his body, and Xu Jia rose on the clouds, grabbing the sword that was bathing in the thunder in mid-air. The Sword Qi wounded his hand, and a drop of blood fell, turning into Blood Jade Coral upon hitting the sea, and into a Ruby upon hitting the ground.

Fortunately, this sword was the verification of Xu Jia's own cultivation and refinement; once it wounded his hand and saw blood, it retracted its divine light and Sword Qi, no longer acting strangely.

Landing in his hand, it was seen to be a blue steel precious sword. The steel was Primordial Divine Steel, and the blue Qi was Azure Yang Qi, faintly forming blue lotus patterns.

"Li Taibai is the Green Lotus Sword Immortal, and Tongtian Jiaozhu is the Green Duckweed Sword Master. I have a fundamental difference from Tongtian, and compared to Taibai, I lack literary talent. I do not know what name to give you. If you have a spirit, reveal an inscription yourself, so I may use it as your name."

After he finished speaking, the blue steel immortal sword shook slightly, revealing two golden inscriptions.

They were the two characters "Weiji" (Not Yet Completed).

Seeing these two characters, Xu Jia suddenly shed tears.

The Weiji end is ethereal, all things are best when flawed.

The Weiji Hexagram is the last of the sixty-four hexagrams. This hexagram has Li above and Kan below, water and fire separated, three yin and three yang, yet they are mismatched.

However, this hexagram also has the meaning of "not yet finished," representing the sixty-four hexagrams cycling endlessly, revolving and repeating, reincarnating without rest, difficult to escape from destiny.

"If it is not yet completed, then so be it. Why can it not be Water Fire Already Balanced?" Xu Jia shed a tear, also out of deep emotion, and it turned into a piece of Amber when it hit the ground.

At this time, Zhu Yan'er emerged from the fire, her figure even more petite. She had been struck by the edge of the newly forged Weiji Immortal Sword but did not die. This sword, with its compassionate heart to sever karma, cut away the portion of her power derived from blood food sacrifices, extinguished the evil thoughts in her heart, and also severed the karmic causes of her past lives.

This was the power of the Primordial Divine Steel.

This was no less than a rebirth.

Xu Jia put away the Weiji Immortal Sword and swallowed it into his belly. In his Inner Scene World, it became a sword hanging in the sky, and those Body Gods and the heavenly beings transformed from hungry ghosts all felt as if they had thorns in their backs.

The Golden Flood Dragon Sword and the Silver Flood Dragon Sword did not dare to return to their places, wandering about instead.

Xu Jia threw the two swords into the volcano to absorb the earthly fire for tempering, and also to calm the erupting intent stirred up by the volcano.

Zhu Yan transformed into a young girl in green, about fourteen or fifteen years old, and bowed to Xu Jia, not daring to look directly at him, only feeling that the sharpness could cut through her gaze, and even her soul.

Xu Jia subdued the Heart Sword; this sword was transformed from the Qi of injustice in his heart. As the saying goes, when one harbors a sharp weapon, the desire to kill arises of its own accord. This sword could also hook and capture the violent Qi in people's hearts.

Only with compassion could it be subdued and wielded. If a radical person were to hold it, they would likely start by saying "this world is sick," or "human nature is inherently evil," and would have to kill everyone to create a new world.

"No need for such formalities, rise," Xu Jia said: "From today on, you are the Luzon Mountain God and Land Manager. I permit you to subdue the barbarian gods of the tribes willing to submit and reform. Wait, when I, this poor Daoist, come again, I will also appoint you as a deity under your command. If the entire population submits, then establish the Luzon Prefecture, and you shall be the Prefecture City God, ordained as a Fifth-Rank Proper Deity."

Xu Jia's words carried the force of law, and Zhu Yan'er stood with divine might; the divinity within her body wove into a Register, which was the manifestation of her divine office.

Then Xu Jia gave Wusachi a Lingbao Daoist Citizen Register and instructed: "My sect treats the people who are willing to assimilate equally, without distinguishing between the superior 'Imperial Han' and the inferior 'barbarians.' But if you rebel, it will be different. I hope the two races can intermarry soon, and that you can also write Chinese characters and speak the elegant language."

"Yes, yes! We were originally southern barbarian savages. Thanks to you, sir, for not looking down on us and sending heavenly soldiers and generals to the lower realm to save us from deep water and scorching fire. Let alone me, even the kings of Luzon from our previous dynasties, the chieftains of a tribe, had a dying wish to accumulate merit so they could be reincarnated in the wealthy and noble Central Plains, rather than being this king! What more could we be dissatisfied with?"

"Those who rebel and resist are those who do not know they are in a state of blessing. You don't need to do it yourself, sir; we will solve it ourselves, and we guarantee it will be handled securely."

His appearance of being a proud lackey made Xu Jia quite appreciative, so he passed on some heterodox sorcery he had learned in his previous life.

Wusachi was overjoyed, feeling he had received heavenly grace.

Xu Jia ignored him further and went to find Hui Zhuo and Chen Gongming: "You two must also cultivate diligently. Next spring, I will allow you to bring some people back."

"Is the Central Plains in chaos?"

"Indeed," Xu Jia said: "Just now, when I was casting the sword, Mars was wavering and the Emperor Star was dim. I fear the imperial court has already seen conflict. The young emperor has been on the throne for less than five years, and now he has encountered these heavenly disasters and man-made calamities. The treacherous officials who use Heaven-Man Resonance to claim the emperor lacks virtue will surely act at this time, forcing the emperor to abdicate and pass on the throne, carrying out a change of dynasty. This is already a common operation in the final years of a dynasty, not worth being surprised by."

Xu Jia spoke lightly, but his heart was heavy: "After I return, I must protect the local people, and I must also recruit soldiers and buy horses to carve out a territory. The interior is already in chaos, and merchant ships may not be able to enter Poyang again. Only after I capture the coast can I make further plans. You must recruit more coastal refugees and train naval forces. Do not be slack. In future battles, you can echo each other from overseas, attacking from the front and rear, and then the matter can be accomplished."

"Are we not absorbing refugees from Poyang anymore?"

"No need. When I go back, I will implement the Equal Field system. Those lands will be enough to accommodate the refugees." The murderous aura of the sword light on Xu Jia's body was also apparent, which shocked Xiaopangdun. Chen Gongming, on the other hand, was filled with hot blood, wishing he could immediately establish some great achievements.

(End of chapter)