Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 691 - 691 176 This Blade and I Are Fated_3

691: Chapter 176: This Blade and I Are Fated_3 691: Chapter 176: This Blade and I Are Fated_3 His intention had just protruded when his entire hand completely disintegrated into ash and dissipated.

Ji Feixue flipped her hand, and the curved sword landed in her grasp, struggling to break free, but Ji Feixue touched it lightly, and talisman runes suppressed it one after another.

This sword was extraordinary; a mere hand could not bring out the true power of the curved sword.

It was also because of the sword’s power and the difficulty in coalescing an artifact spirit that she had a chance to subdue it.

A light flashed in the void beside her, and a hand emerged once again.

This hand resurrected with unbelievable speed.

A thought coursed unrestrained across the palm: “Even the technique of Reverse Cut Root cannot slay me—members of the Yuan Sovereign Clan.

I am immortal, yet you will not achieve eternal life.

One day I will grind you into nothingness!”

Ji Feixue chuckled lightly and pointed again, reducing the palm to ash.

Yet after a moment, the hand resurrected once more.

Gazing at the curved sword in Ji Feixue’s hands, it conveyed a taunting message: “Without the bloodline of the Yuan Sovereign Clan, you wish to control the divine artifact of our clan?

Such a delusional daydream!”

Ji Feixue looked up at him and did not speak, but a smile appeared at the corner of her eyes: “I understand now the reason Baiyin left you.”

She flipped the curved sword in her hand and slashed towards the palm.

“The Yuan Sovereign Clan cannot be killed; just perfect for fusing into the curved sword, returning it to the furnace for a reforging transformation into a shape I prefer.”

The hand was still mocking her when it suddenly heard her words, and it turned to leave.

But the blade light had already fallen, severing into the arm without breaking it, instead suppressing it beneath.

Ji Feixue flicked her wrist, and a refining furnace appeared in her palm.

In terms of combat power, with the likes of Thai Zu, the Phoenix Ancestor, and the founding Ancestor of the Sealed Emperor Family, Ji Feixue might not be the strongest, but when it came to artifact refining, her alchemy and artifact skills were peerless in the world even two or three hundred thousand years ago.

Countless greater powers had racked their brains for the opportunity to have Ji Feixue help them in artifact refining and alchemy.

The palm and the curved sword were both thrown into the refining furnace.

Several kinds of True Fire rose up in the furnace: Sun True Fire, Phoenix True Fire, Dragon Flame, Fire of Kirin…

Screams of agony rose within the refining furnace, but Ji Feixue, as if not hearing them, continued to throw one material after another.

She thought for a moment, took out a few more items, but this time they were not from her own reserves but from what Su He had acquired in the Inner Treasury of the Sealed Emperor’s Palace.

Ji Feixue giggled; her Little Master should be willing for her to use some materials, but that toad would definitely be grumbling for a long time.

As materials were thrown in, the screams and curses of threats within the furnace gradually subsided, yet were still filled with resentment: “I am an Immortal Sovereign of the Yuan Sovereign Clan; this sword is a treasure of the Yuan Sovereign Clan.

Your actions will surely provoke a war between the two clans!”

Ji Feixue let out a light laugh: “If you can gather the remnants of the Yuan Sovereign Clan, I might actually thank you.”

It would save her the trouble if they could all be gathered and eradicated in one fell swoop.

Suddenly, the palm in the refining furnace froze.

As various materials flooded in, the palm melted like ice, but it seemed unaware, one word lingering in its mind: struggling on with one’s last breath…

“You deceive me!” The palm suddenly burst forth with a surge of intense consciousness.

The great Yuan Sovereign Clan, immortal and indestructible, how could it be struggling on with one’s last breath?!

Ji Feixue smiled again but did not respond.

She sprinkled a handful of Golden Sand, and Yuan Lang’s entire palm melted away, turning into a green energy that was refined into the curved sword.

The curved sword hummed as fragmented intentions transmitted: This is… our clan’s divine artifact, no… sovereign… dares to refine…

courting death…

Before his intention could be fully transmitted, a woman appeared out of nowhere in the prison.

She was dressed in white clothes, as beautiful as Ji Feixue, and as she stepped out, she merged with Ji Feixue.

Ji Feixue’s aura soared dramatically!

The intention emanating from Yuan Lang trembled violently.

Clearly at the Stepping Sky Seven-fold, why does she possess such might?!!

This woman has dispersed her longevity opportunity to enhance her own combat power?

How foolish!

As if she knew what he was thinking, Ji Feixue chuckled softly, “I am a Divine Dragon who has crossed the Heavenly Tribulation!”

Having survived the Heavenly Tribulation, she has attained longevity!

She didn’t need the Fairy Sect for her immortality!

The curved sword could no longer transmit intentions, merely trembling with a buzzing noise.

With a light laugh, Ji Feixue’s fingers danced, using the palm technique of the Immortal Sovereign from the Yuan Sovereign Clan as a guide, she refined out the aura from the curved sword that she didn’t need, bit by bit.

…

Ancient Times, the starry sky!

The proud sun had just risen, but darkness was still the dominant theme in the starry sky.

With stars flying rapidly beneath her, Su He carried a turtle shell on his back, sitting in Prime Minister’s attire next to Baiyin, with a splendid starlight shining brilliantly ahead.

Baiyin laughed hehe, “Such a starry sky is not pleasing to the eye, looking at it too much just makes one feel lonely.

The starry sky should be observed from the ground; that’s when it has charm.”

When in the starry sky, the stars appear as mere rocks, sometimes having too keen an eye isn’t good, as it may cause one to miss many wonders.

Just as with a mortal woman, no matter how attractive, at this moment in Su He’s eyes her entire skin is covered in bumps, rough and unbearable.

Only a true fairy, nourished by True Yuan Spiritual Power, could be flawless.

“Let me show you something beautiful!” said Baiyin with a laugh, stretching out her slender jade finger to trace across the sky.

The floating, motionless stars suddenly moved in a pattern, the entire starry sky moved as if it were a meteor shower, with countless stars drawing trails of light over their heads.

Surprisingly beautiful.

The silent starry sky now carried an air of desolate beauty.

Su He and Baiyin both leaned back on the ground at the same time, quietly watching the stars.

The body of the Spirit Snake made a comfortable pillow, and Su He pressed the turtle shell into the ground a bit more to lie down flush with Baiyin.

Apart from Baiyin’s pride, she lay down still proudly upright.

The toad hung around the Spirit Snake’s neck like a frog that had climbed a tree.

“Clan sister, such a big move, aren’t you afraid it will attract the attention of the Yuan Sovereign Clan?”

Baiyin waved her hand, unconcerned, “Don’t worry, I have merely condensed the stars’ ten-year trajectory into this moment, only you and I can see it.

To others, everything here remains as usual.”

This was not an illusion; it was an ability involving time.

“Isn’t time a forbidden zone for cultivators?” Su He whispered, and Baiyin laughed loudly, “That’s why we can’t be cultivators anymore, we have to be reborn and reincarnated!”

Even an Immortal Sovereign couldn’t bear the consequences of tampering with time.

This was also one of the reasons Baiyin did not believe that during the Ancient Heavenly Court Period, an Immortal Sovereign could traverse time.

If there were Immortal Sovereigns who could do so, why were they not seen now?

As Baiyin spoke, she suddenly opened her eyes and looked into the depths of the starry sky: “Temple Guards, they are here!”