463: The gift of elixir and sword has resolved the cause and effect!

The Grand Supreme Elder Lord spoke in a calm, indifferent tone: "The Ice Soul Sword is forged from the essence of North Nether Profound Ice and a wisp of Supreme Yin Cold Soul. When the sword is drawn, it freezes a thousand miles. It specializes in countering Fire-aligned and Yang-rigid techniques, and can freeze the Divine Soul.

His Sword Intent is cold and pure; it matches this sword well and will surely be like adding wings to a tiger."

"The Profound Yellow Sword is forged by gathering the root of the Earth's Profound Yellow Mother Qi, mixed with a wisp of the Dragon Clan's Undying Spiritual Essence.

It appears bladeless, but in reality, it is as heavy as a mountain. When swung, it is empowered by the Earth Veins, breaking techniques and suppressing Evil Qi, making it invincible.

What makes it even more precious is its gentle and thick nature, capable of carrying all things. It may resonate with this young friend's Heart-Nature, which encompasses everything."

"The Shadowless Sword is forged by capturing a wisp of Void Realm escape light and Geng Metal Evil Qi.

This sword has form but no substance, existing between the virtual and the real. It comes and goes without a trace, possessing peerless speed, and is especially skilled in armor-breaking, piercing, and sneak attacks.

It is quite suitable for this young friend."

After the introduction, the Grand Supreme Elder Lord waved his whisk again. The three divine swords, as if imbued with spirit, flew before Ximen Chuixue, Shen Lang, and A Fei respectively, hovering quietly.

Ximen Chuixue stared at the Ice Soul Sword before him. The bone-chilling cold did not make him uncomfortable; instead, it caused his Sword Heart, which had been silent for many years, to throb slightly, as if he had found the most compatible extension of himself.

He slowly reached out and grasped the hilt.

It was ice-cold and piercing to the touch, as if he were grasping the core of ten-thousand-year-old ice.

But immediately after, a cold Sword Intent, seemingly of the same origin, fed back from the sword body, merging seamlessly with his own Sword Intent.

He swung it gently without using any magic power. Where the sword edge passed, the air condensed into fine ice crystals, emitting a "crackling" sound. The sword seemed to have become a part of his body.

Shen Lang took the Profound Yellow Sword and immediately felt a heaviness in his hand. But soon, a heavy, warm, and all-encompassing aura emanated from the sword body.

He tried to input a wisp of magic power. The dark golden light on the sword body brightened slightly, and the scale-like patterns seemed to come alive, transmitting faint Dragon roars and the sound of the Earth's pulse, making him feel inexplicably at peace.

A Fei watched the constantly twisting and changing "Shadowless Sword" before him, his eyes bursting with astonishing brilliance.

He tentatively reached out to touch it. What came from his fingertips was not the tactile sensation of a physical object, but a strange fluctuation alternating between "existence" and "void".

With a slight movement of his mind, he attempted to grasp the core of that fluctuation. The next moment, the Shadowless Sword suddenly contracted, turning into a nearly invisible stream of light that wrapped around his right wrist, taking the form of a faint, ethereal pale golden sword mark.

He moved his mind again, and the sword mark disappeared. The Shadowless Sword had quietly appeared in the palm of his left hand, its tip trembling slightly, emitting an inaudible sound of breaking through the air. Fast! Tricky! Impossible to defend against!

"Good sword!" A Fei couldn't help but let out a low shout, his face full of excitement.

Lu Jiuyuan watched the three of them initially bond with their divine swords and nodded slightly: "The sword is a tool of slaughter, but also a treasure for protecting the Dao. Use it well, clarify your heart and see your nature, and do not lose your true self."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the treasure; thank you, Grand Supreme Elder Lord, for fulfilling this!"

Ximen Chuixue, Shen Lang, and A Fei looked at each other. Although their personalities were usually different, the stirring emotions in their hearts at this moment were identical.

They bowed deeply to Lu Jiuyuan, and then turned to the Grand Supreme Elder Lord to perform a salute.

"Alright, don't stand on ceremony."

Lu Jiuyuan waved his hand, his gaze landing on the Medicinal Pills and long swords in their hands, "Although the Medicinal Pills are good, they are also domineering.

The fire nature in Doushuai Palace is the most intense; although there is Yin and Yang harmony, it is not a place for tranquil refining.

Grand Supreme Elder Lord, I wonder if there is a quiet place in the side halls?"

The Grand Supreme Elder Lord stroked his beard and smiled: "Your Majesty, rest assured, there is a 'Meditation Pavilion' in the rear hall of Doushuai Palace, which is where this old Daoist usually deduces the Dao of Alchemy and goes into seclusion to nurture his spirit.

It is arrayed with the 'Five Elements' and 'Three Talents Spirit Gathering' formations, which can both isolate external interference and gather Heaven And Earth Spiritual Essence, making it the most suitable place for these three young friends to refine the medicinal power."

After speaking, he waved his long sleeves, and a gentle cyan stream of light wrapped around the three of them, "The three of you, follow this old Daoist."

The three of them only felt the scene before their eyes flicker, and they were already in a quiet and elegant side hall. There was no heat from the Pill Refining Room here, only the faint scent of sandalwood and the refreshing fragrance of grass and trees.

In the center of the hall, there happened to be three meditation cushions arranged in a "pin" ( Product) shape, surrounded by twelve floating night-luminescent pearls, emitting a soft but not glaring light.

"This is the Meditation Pavilion."

The Grand Supreme Elder Lord's voice echoed in the Void Realm, "Your Majesty will be tasting tea in the outer hall; the three of you may refine here with peace of mind. Remember, once the medicinal power enters the body, you must use your heart to control the sword. Only when the Sword Heart is clear and bright can you turn danger into safety."

As his voice fell, the space around the hall rippled slightly, clearly indicating that the two great formations had been activated.

"Let's begin."

The three looked at each other, no longer hesitating.

Ximen Chuixue sat cross-legged on the meditation cushion on the left, his expression still as cold as snow, as if nothing around him could disturb his mind. He held the three Medicinal Pills in his left hand and gripped the Ice Soul Sword tightly in his right.

"The sword is the bone, and the pill is the blood."

He whispered to himself and tossed all three Medicinal Pills into his mouth at once.

As the Medicinal Pills entered his abdomen, they did not dissolve immediately, but like a mass of boiling oil falling into boiling water, they instantly exploded!

"Boom—!"

A vast and boundless cyan vitality, a heavy and condensed purple-gold Origin Qi, and an extremely violent, endless Sword Qi that seemed as if it wanted to tear apart his Divine Soul, crashed crazily within his body.

His Meridians were instantly stretched to the point of extreme pain, as if they were about to break inch by inch.

However, Ximen Chuixue did not even frown.

"Condense!"

He let out a low shout, his mind sinking into the Ice Soul Sword.

In an instant, a freezing Sword Intent flowed backward up his arm, rushing straight to the crown of his head.

That Sword Intent was cold and pure, as if it wanted to freeze and sever all the Impurities and all the violent medicinal power within his body!

"Crack! Crack!"

Crisp sounds of bones and flesh being reorganized came from within his body.

Under the guidance of the Ice Soul Sword, that violent Sword Qi began to roam along his Meridians. Every time it washed through,

it took away a layer of his old mortal flesh, leaving behind a Divine Body as hard and transparent as ten-thousand-year profound ice.

His hair, originally jet black, was now turning pure white like frost and snow at a speed visible to the naked eye, and faintly revealing a glimmer of ice crystal luster.