Super Divine Daoist Skill
Chapter 137: Revised - 136 Cyan Light Sword (Please Subscribe and Vote for Monthly Tickets)

Chapter 137: Revised: Chapter 136 Cyan Light Sword (Please Subscribe and Vote for Monthly Tickets)

As for the method of refining and consecrating the magical artifact, it was exactly a method from nothing to something, refining a Soul-Gathering Banner, and continuously upgrading the banner’s grade.

The introduction indicated that if one fully followed the steps to consecrate, it could even elevate the Soul-Gathering Banner to the level of an upper-grade top-notch magical artifact.

Finally, Bai Ziyue picked up the hard-textured paper, feeling a slight weight in his palm, and a sense of wonder filled his heart.

"This seems like a printing plate, but it doesn’t seem to be one. Is what’s drawn on this hardboard a map?"

Bai Ziyue frowned as he looked at the complex and intricate patterns carved on the hardboard, feeling a bit puzzled.

"Moreover, the positions of several mountain tops engraved on it seem quite similar to some situations around Qinghe County. This mountain clearly is Ghost Head Mountain, but the map drawn here lacks a starting and an ending point, evidently it is the middle part of a complete map."

Bai Ziyue looked at the edge of the hard paper board, indeed it seemed like it was cut from a complete printing plate, seemed upright, but actually had some minute irregularities.

Unable to resist, he reached out to pinch the board’s edge, infused with power, but it didn’t move at all. Upon investing his Spiritual Power to observe, the mountain top’s scenery, a route map clearly imprinted in his mind.

But just relying on these, he couldn’t discover anything at all.

"Obviously, this should be a certain treasure route map, but for some reason, someone deliberately cut and split it apart.

And I don’t know into how many pieces it was cut. In any case, with just this treasure map, it’s clearly impossible to find the real destination."

Bai Ziyue speculated in his heart and formed his judgment.

However, there was one thing he was very sure of: judging by this paper of unknown material yet with astonishing hardness, the item hidden at the destination must be exceedingly extraordinary.

Moreover, it was clear that Daoist Wutong knew something, otherwise, as a disciple of the Corpse Ghost Sect, he wouldn’t deliberately come to this backwater-like Qinghe Town and conveniently establish the Ghost Head Stronghold in Ghost Head Mountain along this treasure route.

After packing everything up, Bai Ziyue stood up and went under a big tree.

Earlier fierce battles did not affect this area, thus the horses remained safe and sound.

Taking off the reins, Bai Ziyue mounted the horse.

He didn’t intentionally hurry but slowly guided the horses back along the original path.

"This time, having killed Daoist Wutong, not only did I avenge my master, but also gained significantly.

However, to consume all these gains and transform them into combat power, time is similarly needed.

But looking at Zhao Jing, the Left Guardian of the Sunburst Gang in Qinghe Town, it’s evident that he’s not going to give me this time.

Once he really became the Sect Leader, it would be even more unfavorable for me."

Sitting on the horse, Bai Ziyue’s mind spun quickly.

In front of him lay a huge crisis.

Only by resolving this crisis could he truly leave with peace of mind.

*Where there’s one, there’s two, regardless of the reason they targeted him this time. Bai Ziyue would never willingly sit and wait to die.*

*Thinking deeply, a hint of determination flashed in Bai Ziyue’s eyes.*

Then, he galloped back to Cloud Leaf Village.

Dealing with seemingly enthusiastic but mostly fawning neighbors, Bai Ziyue entered his old family house, reached into his hand, and directly pulled out a cyan small sword.

"Thirty-six Restrictions, Middle-grade Dharma Artifact, Cyan Light Sword."

Bai Ziyue reached out to gently wipe, the sharpness of the sword blade easily sliced open a small cut on his skin, making him even more moved.

This was the first middle-grade Dharma artifact he acquired, just a slight probe stirred his heart.

Given his control over his flesh, the small cut almost instantly closed, and within one or two hours, it would recover as before.

Thus he didn’t care, quickly sinking into spirit, began the meticulous refining.

From the start, Bai Ziyue knew that possessing strength would bring assurance.

Without strength, no matter how many ideas, it would just be castles in the air.

Wishing to act upon returning to Qinghe Town, he must enhance his strength as much as possible in advance.

Although currently, his strength was not weak, it was still not enough.

This middle-grade Dharma artifact, the Cyan Light Sword, naturally became his first choice.

Spiritual Power invaded, layer upon layer of restrictions were infused and refined by his Spiritual Power, as effortlessly as breaking bamboo, five or six restrictions were broken through.

However, soon, he felt his Spiritual Power was somewhat insufficient, evidently due to the rapid consumption.

Without hesitation, Bai Ziyue quickly lit a piece of Dharma Incense, Soul-Gathering Incense.

Feeling his Spiritual Power recover quickly, Bai Ziyue immediately started the continuous refining.

An hour later, Bai Ziyue’s slightly fatigued face finally revealed a smile.

Utilizing his modest Spiritual Power, Bai Ziyue drove the Cyan Light Sword.

Buzz!

As Spiritual Power surged, the Cyan Light Sword emitted a unique glow, floating in front of him.

"Go!"

With a slight gesture, Bai Ziyue immediately turned the Cyan Light Sword into a streak of light, piercing directly through the window of the old family house, shooting onto a stone pillar outside the door.

Poof!

The cut was smooth, and the stone pillar was instantly sliced into two sections.

With a slight gesture, the Cyan Light Sword flew back into the room again, hovering in front of Bai Ziyue.

"Truly worthy of being a middle-grade Dharma Artifact, its power far surpasses the Golden Thread Saber I previously wielded."

Bai Ziyue’s eyes flashed with a hint of delight, completely satisfied with the little sword.

Of course, correspondingly, the spiritual power required to wield this little sword also far exceeded that of the Golden Thread Saber, but in comparison to its power, it was still negligible.

Seizing the opportunity with some time to spare, Bai Ziyue replicated the method to refine the black small shield as well, boosting his confidence considerably.

Unnoticed by time, night descended.

The small countryside village naturally had no nightlife, and when darkness fell, most people had returned to their homes to rest. By around eight, no one was lingering outside in the entire village.

Yet at this time, Bai Ziyue stepped out of his room, moving silently towards the village outskirts.

Soon, Bai Ziyue arrived at a desolate place four or five miles away from Cloud Leaf Village.

Not far from where he stood, there was a desolate, rundown village, standing quietly under the moonlight, exuding a sense of tranquility.

*After much thought, he finally decided to confront this ghostly realm.*

Not really for the villagers of Cloud Leaf Village, he would act if he could, but he wouldn’t take such risks unless necessary.

*Ultimately, it was because Bai Ziyue gained confidence from his battle with Daoist Wutong.*

Moreover, he indeed needed to leverage the yin souls within the ghostly realm to enhance the power of his Soul-Gathering Banner.

Having obtained the complete refining method of the Soul-Gathering Banner, he was truly captivated by the described power of the Soul-Gathering Banner.

Furthermore, after his previous consecutive consumption, his soul energy value was somewhat insufficient. If possible, he also wanted to replenish it here for future use...

At this time, Bai Ziyue had actually stepped within the range of the ghostly realm, with wisps of chilling air winding around him, yet they were all dispersed by his vigorous qi and blood power.

Given that it was the ghostly realm, Bai Ziyue was cautious and did not rashly charge into Lotus Village directly, instead taking out a stick of Soul-Attracting Incense, setting it on the ground, and lighting it.

The ethereal smoke of Dharma Incense floated away with the wind, gradually approaching Lotus Village.

As expected, soon some ghostly figures emerged from Lotus Village.

Under Bai Ziyue’s spiritual eye technique, he captured their arrival instantly.

They were a group of small ghosts resembling seven or eight-year-old children.

Wearing simple clothes, with vacant gazes and pale faces.

They approached with seemingly cheerful but expressionless faces, their movements were stiff, like marionettes.

"This group of little ghosts..."

A trace of oddity flashed across Bai Ziyue’s face.

*He suddenly remembered the little ghost he encountered shortly after crossing over.*

*How similar were they to this group of little ghosts?*

Except perhaps over time, these little ghosts were much stronger and had more formidable soul bodies than the one he encountered initially.

"It seems the little ghost I encountered back then must have come from this Lotus Village.

So, in a way, I’m here for revenge."

With this thought, Bai Ziyue saw the group of little ghosts rush out from Lotus Village, transforming into phantasmal images, charging straight towards him.

The closer they got, the more ferocious the little ghosts’ faces appeared.

Like a famished tiger preying on its quarry.

"Go!"

When the group of little ghosts approached Bai Ziyue within ten meters, he calmly took out the Soul-Gathering Banner and infused it with spiritual power.

With a whoosh, the wind was stirred, and over ten little ghosts were drawn into the Soul-Gathering Banner with almost no resistance; even those with stronger soul bodies were driven by the two main souls inside to enter it.

Easily capturing over ten little ghosts, Bai Ziyue remained unfazed, and soon noticed more ghostly creatures succumbing to the attraction of the Soul-Attracting Incense, approaching him.

The particular spiritual object within the Soul-Attracting Incense undeniably held immense allure for ghostly creatures, attracting over a hundred yin souls within a short period.

Moreover, perhaps due to the special environment of the ghostly realm, the soul bodies of these yin souls were generally stronger than those he attracted in the graveyard; even little ghosts had a solid degree of soul body consolidation, surpassing average yin souls and rivaling some martial artists with External Forged Skin.

As for other yin souls, most possessed the strength of External Forged Flesh; if left outside, almost any of them could have the ability to devastate families, leading to their extinction.

"Luckily, these ghostly creatures, mostly formed by individuals who died in vain within Lotus Village, are generally restricted by geography, preventing them from leaving the village freely. Otherwise, if they all roamed outside, the harm would be immense indeed."

There was a hint of gratitude in Bai Ziyue’s gaze.

He knew some characteristics of ghostly creatures who died unjustly, such as their inability to move too far from the place of death.

Once separated too far, the soul body would risk dispersing, leading to the soul’s destruction.

Such ghostly creatures were commonly known as earth-bound spirits, intensely fierce, yet capable of threatening only those within a certain range.

Clearly, most ghostly creatures within Lotus Village were earth-bound spirits.

As for the little ghosts that could freely exit Lotus Village, they were indeed rare.