The Nine Heavens Mountains are shrouded in clouds and mist all year round, their seventy-two peaks thrusting skyward like sharp swords. Su Yi stood at the edge of the Sword-Testing Cliff, gazing down at the roiling sea of clouds. The heat of the bronze fragment still lingered in his palm.
It was the thirty-seventh day since he had transmigrated.
“Junior Brother Su, it’s time to go to the Body Tempering Pool.” A fellow disciple urged him from behind. Su Yi looked down at his palm, crisscrossed with bloody marks. The clash with Senior Brother Wang two days ago still left his meridians aching faintly.
As he descended the blue-jade steps, the Xuantian Mirror at his waist suddenly glimmered. The magical treasure he had obtained from an ancient cave had grown increasingly active in recent days, and now it was pointing in a certain direction. Su Yi paused, pretended to straighten his collar, and turned down a side path.
Deep in the mountain ravine, mist drifted over a frigid pool. Lin Yuxuan's pale figure was bound in midair by seven chains of black ice, a vermilion mark between her brows flickering on and off. Just as Su Yi was about to retreat, the Xuantian Mirror burst into dazzling golden light. The ancient sword formation sealed at the bottom of the pool had resonated with it.
“Who dares trespass in the forbidden grounds?” A cool female voice rang out, weakened, as the chains clinked. Su Yi was about to explain when a chill wind suddenly swept in from behind him.
“Look out!”
Lin Yuxuan forced her spiritual power into motion, and the Frostglory Sword shot out of the water. Su Yi instinctively gripped its hilt. The Grand Void Heavenly Evolution Art within him began circulating on its own, and the spirit sword, which normally required a Foundation Establishment cultivator to wield, burst into brilliant radiance in his hand.
The shadow that had attacked from the darkness let out a muffled groan and dissipated into wisps of green smoke. Looking at the dao patterns flowing across the blade, Su Yi suddenly understood: the cultivation art recorded on the bronze fragment could activate high-tier magical treasures regardless of the user's cultivation realm.
“You...” Lin Yuxuan fell to the ground, gazing at the young man holding a sword just like her own
