C324 Killing for treasures?

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Ji Haotian did not pay attention to the rest. Instead, his expression was normal as he continued to comprehend the memories that were surging into his sea of consciousness.

As these memories gushed in, the veins on Ji Haotian's forehead throbbed, and crawled all over his forehead like a horned dragon. The intense pain caused Ji Haotian to grit his teeth as he continuously comprehended the memories which had flowed into his sea of consciousness.

After the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, a powerful aura spread to the surroundings. The pitch-black eyes suddenly opened, and a sharp blade gleam flashed across them.

Feeling the strengthened aura from his body, Ji Haotian revealed a satisfied expression. Although he was unable to break through the middle stage of the Anti-Emptiness Realm, during this period of time, Ji Haotian had personally witnessed how this heaven's pride level expert could create his own blade technique and use his own blade.

Compared to Ji Haotian who was a celestial sovereign in his previous life, although it was not of much use, it had caused his understanding of the way of the blade to deepen, and although Ji Haotian was unable to break through, his own blade intent had become much stronger.

"Is this the memories of the heaven's pride level experts? However, the amount of blade arts contained in it is still too little! " Ji Haotian sighed helplessly, his figure flashed, and he walked forward.

In the blink of an eye, another day had passed.

During this day, Ji Haotian practically transformed all the Sword Spirits into blobs of light from his memories and fused them into his sea of consciousness, causing Ji Haotian to continuously absorb the insights he gained from the blade from the other heaven's pride experts.

If it was a normal cultivator, even if they obtained many balls of memory, they would still not be able to do what Ji Haotian did. If they could understand it directly, it would definitely be because they could not take it anymore and their soul would immediately collapse. However, to Ji Haotian, who was a celestial sovereign in his previous life, the power of his soul far exceeded that of an ordinary person, and it was even easier for him to endure these memories. Furthermore, Ji Haotian's primordial spirit and soul were incomparably strong, and the incomparably difficult way of the blade, in the eyes of outsiders, was as simple as eating and drinking.

As Ji Haotian comprehended the blade dao memories of all the heaven's pride experts, it also caused Ji Haotian's blade intent to rise from the sixth stage to the eighth stage on this day.

The starlight shone brightly on the moonlit night, illuminating the heavens.

"I wonder how Brother Haotian's harvest is?" A hint of interest appeared in Su Mu's eyes. He could not help but ask.

"Not too good, just a little bit." Ji Haotian said calmly.

Su Mu Yang was just about to console Ji Haotian when he heard this, but when he felt the aura from Ji Haotian's body, the corner of his mouth twitched, "Eight Stage Saber Intent! This... How is that possible? "

When he had met Ji Haotian at Ten Thousand Blade Mountain, Su Muyang could clearly feel that the blade intent on Ji Haotian's body was the sixth stage, but how long had it been? In less than a day, it had actually risen from the sixth stage to the eighth stage.

He still vaguely remembered that year, it took him six years to upgrade his sixth stage Sword Intent to the seventh stage, but on Ji Haotian's side … It only took a day? This kind of training speed could only be described as monstrous in his heart!

"Hmm, it seems like you think my improvement is still too slow. It seems like I have to increase my speed!" Ji Haotian sighed and said.

"I... "You …" Su Muyang's mouth gaped open. He felt the world spinning around him. Increasing the blade intent by two levels in one day, yet he felt that it was slow? Wait your ass! Back then, I used six years to increase my blade intent by one level. Am I really going to die here?

Although these blade spirits were all at the peak of the King's Realm and he could easily suppress them, it had taken him a long time to kill them. This was also the reason why he had only managed to obtain six balls of light from the blade spirit's memories.

"Brother Haotian, how many balls of light from the Sword Spirit's memories have you obtained?" Su Muyang gulped and could not help but ask.

"Mm. One hundred and six balls of light!" Ji Haotian said indifferently.

"106 paths …" 106 lines … This... How is this possible? "He actually obtained 106 balls of memory light. I …" Su Mu Yang's mouth twitched as he looked at Ji Haotian with eyes filled with envy. He did not think that would be able to obtain so many balls of memory in one day, and that he was only a fraction of's blade light.

At first, Su Muyang thought that his blade intent had become much stronger, and he was still somewhat happy, but compared to Ji Haotian, it was completely incomparable. The two of them were completely different levels, and this matter made Su Muyang extremely depressed for a period of time, as though he was constantly killing the blade spirit every day.

In fact, what Su Mu Yang did not know was that every time Ji Haotian encountered the Ten Thousand Blade Mountain's blade, as long as he walked over, a ball of memory would fuse into his sea of consciousness. He would not have to fight like Su Mu Yang, to obtain the ball of memory.

"Brother Haotian, I'll be right back." Su Mu Yang let out a sigh as he took advantage of the night sky to dash off into the distance.

Ji Haotian looked at Su Mu Yang who was like a mad demon, slightly shook his head, sighed, and then walked in another direction.

Time flew by and in the next few days, Ji Haotian continued to comprehend the memories of the heaven chosen ones. Although his cultivation did not increase by much, his comprehension towards the blade intent became deeper and deeper, and his blade intent rose from the eighth stage to the ninth stage.

Ji Haotian used one day to increase the two levels of blade intent, and then used over ten days to increase the first level of blade intent. This did not mean that Ji Haotian's comprehension of blade intent had slowed down, but the fact that the eighth level of blade intent had reached the ninth level was actually a bottleneck.

Even for the Chosen, if they didn't have astonishing good fortune, it would take them dozens of years to master the Nine Stage Saber Intent.

"Nine …" Heavy Saber Intent! You... You... You actually managed to raise it to the ninth level of Saber Intent. " Su Mu Yang said in a dejected manner as he sensed the aura fluctuations coming from Ji Haotian's body.

"It's only an increase of one level in blade intent, and it's even slower than before. What's there to be surprised about?" Ji Haotian helplessly shook his head and walked forward.

Seeing Ji Haotian's actions, the corner of Su Mu's mouth twitched. He let out a silent sigh and followed behind Ji Haotian, walking forward.

After all, the two of them had been fighting nonstop for more than ten days, and the spirits of the sabers in this area had long been wiped clean, so they had no choice but to move towards the top of the mountain. Although Ji Haotian and Su Mu Yang had created a huge commotion, this was, after all, the foot of the Myriad Dao Mountain.

"Brother Haotian, let's separate here today!" Su Mu Yang leapt up and dashed towards the distant place. In his view, the blade spirit here was much stronger than the area at the foot of the mountain. As long as he continued to kill the blade spirit, he did not believe that he would lose to Ji Haotian.

Ji Haotian looked at Su Mu Yang who was hurriedly leaving and wanted to say that it was fine as long as you kill the blade spirit at a normal speed. After all, every time he met those blade spirits, they would never be killed.

Ji Haotian watched as Su Mu Yang left, sighing softly as he walked into the distance.

Unlike the large sabers that were made of fine iron at the foot of the mountain, most of the sabers in front of him were crafted from phoenix wood copper. The phoenix parasol tree was used to refine spirit level magical equipment, while the refined iron was used to refine heaven-step magical equipment.

Compared to fine iron, phoenix kungfu was naturally much more precious.

An hour later, a light purple colored large blade appeared in front of Ji Haotian. As soon as Ji Haotian approached, he felt an energy pressure that belonged solely to the late stage of the King's Realm.

"A spirit of the King's Realm?" Ji Haotian shook his head, his body flickered as he arrived beside the blade.

The moment the purple blade inspiration received the Origin Blade in Ji Haotian's hand, it turned into a ball of purple light and merged into Ji Haotian's sea of consciousness.

Without hesitation, Ji Haotian sat cross legged and began to cultivate.

"Young master, look!" You are just an ant that offended us before! " A middle-aged servant said as he looked at Ji Haotian who was seated cross-legged.

"Hmph, to think that these ants would dare to come to a place like this. It seems like they must have obtained a ball of memory light." Do you think it's possible for an ant in the middle stage of the Anti-Emptiness Realm to defeat a King's Realm expert? I'm afraid this kid has a heaven-defying treasure on him. " The well-dressed youth had a greedy look in his eyes as he spoke.

"Young master, you mean... Killing for treasures? However, this brat had a peak King's Realm expert backing him. If he were to kill him … "I'm afraid …"

"There's no one here. Even if I kill him, do you think anyone will know?" The well-dressed man smiled and said.

This person's name was Li Shuangyuan, and he was a young master from a first-rate power in the Soaring Dragon Continent. He stopped here to train, and also saw that the blade spirits would greatly increase his cultivation and strength.

From his point of view, since Ji Haotian was able to reach this place and cultivate in front of a large blade, he must have obtained the inheritance of the blade spirit.

The moment the well-dressed man got close to Ji Haotian, he felt that there was something sticky on his face. Reaching out to touch it, his eyes revealed an angry look, and said, "Why is there snot on my face? Did you sneeze? "

"Young master, it's not me, it's the puppets by Ji Haotian's side. I think that these puppets helped Ji Haotian to kill the blade spirit. Otherwise, it would have been impossible for him to kill the blade spirit. Young Master, we just need to take advantage of this kid's training and kill him. The middle-aged servant said.

The well-dressed man stomped his foot, and in the blink of an eye, he crossed over a distance of over thirty meters and arrived beside Ji Haotian.

"The young master has actually mastered the 'Flowing Cloud Dashing Steps' to the initial stage. It seems like the kid is going to die for sure!"

"Go to hell!"

The aura around Li Shuang Yuan's body surged, thousands of fists appeared in the air, and the moment these fists appeared, along with the sound of rushing wind, they struck towards Ji Haotian.

Turbid Water Fist Art!

Although this boxing technique was a high rank Earth Realm martial skill, if it was used, it would create thousands of fist shadows, making it impossible for the opponent to determine if this fist shadow was real or fake.

Furthermore, when he launched his attack this time, Li Shuang Yuan had been caught off guard by Ji Haotian when he was comprehending the ball of memory light.

When the fist shadow was less than an inch away from Ji Haotian, the originally tightly shut eyes Ji Haotian suddenly opened as a terrifying blade intent spread out.

In fact, when Li Shuang Yuan had arrived, Ji Haotian had noticed the two of them approaching, but at that time was when Ji Haotian was about to break through the ninth stage of the Saber Intent, so he did not attack immediately. Instead, he had the Blood Fiend Demon King control the puppets to stop them for a moment.

"This is... Tenth Layer Saber Intent! This... How is this possible? He actually comprehended 10 levels of Saber Intent. This … How is this possible? This is not true! " Li Shuang Yuan felt the aura coming from Ji Haotian's body, and his expression changed drastically, but after thinking about the fact that Ji Haotian's cultivation was only at the middle stage of the Anti-Void Stage, he calmed down.

Ji Haotian looked at the fist techniques that filled the sky, and shook his head slightly. His body flashed, and like a gust of strong wind, he flew past them, and when Ji Haotian appeared again, he was already behind Li Shuang Yuan.

The Origin Blade slashed across Li Wushuang's neck.

Boom! *

"This... Impossible, you... "How can you avoid me …" Li Shuang Yuan felt a sharp pain on his neck, his eyes suddenly widened, and looked at Ji Haotian with a terrified expression. But halfway through his words, his head rolled down from his body.

The middle-aged servant looked at Li Shuyuan who had died miserably, and his eyes flashed with shock. He hurriedly said, "My young master is the young master of a first-rate family in the Dragon Martial Continent. My Li family will not let you off after you kill my young master. I advise you to commit suicide obediently right now.

"Are these your last words before you died? But it's too long! " The blade shadow in Ji Haotian's hand flashed again, and the middle-aged servant's head rolled down.

Normally, the moment he mentioned the Li family's identity, those cultivators would let him go because of the Li family's colossus. However, never in his dreams would he think that after exposing himself to a first-rate aristocratic family, the other party would actually make a move. Could it be that he didn't know that a first-rate aristocratic family wasn't something that he, a mere middle stage anti-Emptiness Realm Expert, could afford to provoke?

Ji Haotian shook his head lightly as he looked at the middle-aged man lying in the pool of blood.

Nine days later, Ji Haotian saw Su Mu Yang walking over from afar, and said, "The number of blade spirits here is still too few, I only obtained three hundred clumps of memories, not as many as the one at the foot of the mountain."

Upon hearing these words, the mouth of Su Mu, who was about to reveal a smile, twitched. His eyes widened and his breathing quickened. He also relied on his terrifying combat power to kill 30 blade spirits, but Ji Haotian actually said that the number of blade spirits here was too few, it was not enough to kill … Can you not be so harsh?

He quickly took in a few breaths of cold air and explained, "Brother Haotian, the more we go to the top of the Ten Thousand Blade Mountain, the fewer blade spirits there will be. However, the more blade spirits can help our cultivators improve their strength, and the more rich the inheritances will be. It was said that there were Heaven Ranked Martial Extreme Martial Technique and Heaven Ranked Cultivation Methods.

However, the blade spirits formed by those experts will also be much stronger. Without fighting strength, it will be difficult to obtain those inheritances. "

Ji Haotian shook his head slightly. To Ji Haotian, who was a celestial sovereign in his previous life, those cultivation techniques were nothing more than a pile of useless paper in his eyes.