Chapter 1298: A True Immortal At Seventy?
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The Heavenly Blade’s edge was sothing Jiang Hao had never encountered before.
If it was truly as Senior Dan Yuan had said, then it was a top priority.
It was his key to venturing overseas.
Becoming a True Immortal had changed him so much and kept him very busy.
The appearance of the Dao had nearly overturned his previous understanding.
He also worried that the Heavenly Blade might be different from other magical artifacts.
The Primordial Heavenly Blade was forged in the chaos. It had the will of primordial chaos and the ability to split open the heavens.
Such a treasure might well have had its edge sharpened from the beginning.
He needed to clarify this.
He needed to ask about the thod for sharpening it.
With so anticipation, Jiang Hao arrived at the Devil’s Den.
In the past, he would often be discovered when he ca here.
This ti, he was confident that he would not be noticed.
Sure enough, upon entering, he did not trigger any formations or restrictions.
As for the depths of the Devil’s Den, Jiang Hao only glanced at it.
The star river hung upside down, and the essence of the Dao flowed.
Even without going deeper, he could clearly feel the terror from within.
“What kind of place is this?”
Whether he was just at the Foundation Establishnt Realm or the True Immortal Realm, the feeling upon entering remained the sa.
He dared not rashly set foot in the depths.
Without thinking further, Jiang Hao entered the blood-red path.
After becoming an Immortal, this was the first ti he walked on the Blood Pool’s path.
The feeling was also different from before.
Previously, he only sensed the presence of the blood-red power, which his strength could not shake.
This ti, he felt a slight sense of disturbance.
It was not from the True Immortal Dao energy, but…
In Jiang Hao’s eyes, power flowed, and if he wished, he could strike the blood-red path.
This was the Heavenly Extre Technique.
He had mastered such a technique… Sotis, he felt as though fate was playing with him.
His natural talent was ordinary, yet his luck was exceptional.
He had obtained the Heavenly Extre Technique and later, acquired the Mountain Sea rit Cauldron, and then led the Twelve Heavenly Kings to beco Immortals.
By a twist of fate, he entered the Heavenly Extre Technique.
He had yet to demonstrate the power of this technique. He had only used it to cut off the aura of the Heavenly Fate Misfortune Pearl and other dangerous pearls to prevent himself from reentering the Karma Vortex.
As his thoughts raced, Jiang Hao had, unknowingly, arrived above the Blood Pool.
After a long ti, a figure like a statue appeared in his sight again.
Looking at the lifeless figure that seed to have died a long ti ago, Jiang Hao felt rather emotional.
To this day, he still could not see through this person.
At the sa ti, that figure began to show signs of life, then he awoke.
“Senior, we et again,” Jiang Hao said.
Gu Jin turned to see a scholarly man before him.
The divine light of his power was restrained, but he could not take his eyes off him.
“True Immortal Realm?” he asked with a frown.
Jiang Hao smiled but did not say anything.
“Has it been a hundred years since we last t?” Gu Jin asked boldly.
Back then, he was just fifty years old and had just made it to the Immortal Ascension Platform.
It seed this person had broken through the Immortal Ascension Platform to the Immortal Human Realm, and then to the True Immortal Realm to comprehend the Dao.
Even other extraordinary individuals with good fortune would take decades to beco Immortals and two hundred years to beco True Immortals. It would be even more ti-consuming and uncertain to comprehend the Dao energy.
Making it through the Immortal Ascension Platform to the True Immortal Realm in a hundred and fifty years was just wishful thinking.
Jiang Hao raised his hand.
Gu Jin’s figure flashed.
Boom!
The two exchanged a palm strike.
Then, each took several steps back.
Gu Jin fell silent.
It was as if he had never woken up.
Jiang Hao watched quietly and waited for the other party to speak.
After a long ti, Gu Jin said, “Not bad.”
“Indeed, but I’m not as good as you, Senior,” Jiang Hao said with a nod.
“How does it feel to beco a True Immortal?” Gu Jin’s mouth twitched.
Jiang Hao shook his head and sighed. “I was defeated as soon as he beca a True Immortal. I’ve beco a joke.”
“Tell more.”
Jiang Hao did not hide anything and told him about the Five Demons’ ambush.
He did not embellish it. He had lost completely.
After a few exchanges, he was severely injured and found it difficult to resist the might of a True Immortal.
After listening, Gu Jin asked about the enemy’s cultivation realm.
Gu Jin frowned. “Had you already comprehended the Dao at that ti?”
Jiang Hao shook his head.
“No? Without it, how did you kill a middle-stage True Immortal in one strike?” Gu Jin felt like he was getting old.
Why did this man feel so frustrated after being defeated by True Immortals in higher realms than him?
He had just beco a True Immortal and had faced soone at the late stage and peak of the True Immortal Realm.
Did this person not understand the difference between soone at the early stage and the late stage, or the peak of the True Immortal Realm?
“Being able to kill a True Immortal in the middle stage was just luck,” said Jiang Hao.
At that ti, he clearly felt it was impossible to kill soone in the middle stage of the True Immortal in such a short ti.
So, he moved with all his might to kill the other party.
He did not dare to go against the others.
Once the gap was too large, the Desolate Sea Pearl could not suppress it.
He would be digging his own grave.
Killing one middle-stage True Immortal and escaping with his life was the limit.
“You need to work harder.” Gu Jin did not continue that topic. Instead, he said, “Is there sothing you need from this ti?”
“There is sothing.” Jiang Hao nodded. After thinking for a mont, he said, “Senior, do you know how to sharpen a blade?”
“With Dao energy?” Gu Jin asked.
Jiang Hao nodded.
It seed there was such a thing.
“So, your treasure hasn’t sharpened its edge yet. That makes sense. Back then, your understanding of the Dao wasn’t enough,” Gu Jin muttered as though he was talking to himself.
“Senior, do you know how to sharpen the edge?” Jiang Hao asked.
“Sharpening the edge isn’t a big deal. No special secret thod is needed. Harmonize with it at sunrise, nourish it with Dao energy at sunset, and repeat the cycle for either forty-nine days or eighty-one days,” said Gu Jin.
“What’s the difference?” Jiang Hao was surprised.
Senior Dan Yuan had only said forty-nine days. He had not ntioned eighty-one days at all.
“It just makes the treasure more solid, simply put, stronger,” said Gu Jin. “But if you can’t control the Dao energy and your Dao Heart isn’t firm, it may backfire and might shatter the treasure while damaging your foundation.”
“Is it easy to succeed?” Jiang Hao asked.
“It’s not that difficult. It’s quite easy. Go back and try it,” said Gu Jin.
Jiang Hao nodded.
He could go back and try.
However, he would try for forty-nine days first. If it did not work, he would then attempt it for eighty-one days.
“By the way, Senior, do you think there are treasures that co pre-sharpened?” Jiang Hao asked.
He wondered if his Primordial Heavenly Blade was sharpened before he got it.
The Primordial Heavenly Blade was not an ordinary Dharma treasure.
“It’s hard to say. Logically, any forged treasure is unsharpened, but so treasures coexist with the Dao, are nourished by it, and their edges form early,” Gu Jin said.
Jiang Hao nodded.
Finally, he gave up.
It was not wise to ask too many questions.
Gu Jin’s condition was strange, to say the least.
He was worried.
…
Overseas, Mr. Tao t Chi Tian, who was a guest at the Heavenly Tower.
“Senior, soone wants to buy the blood. They’re willing to pay a million spirit stones.” Mr. Tao smiled.
“Alright. I’ll draw it in two days.” Chi Tian nodded.
He rubbed his arm. It felt a bit sore. He had drawn a lot of blood in the past few days.
“Senior, can Dao energy sharpen magic treasures?” asked Mr. Tao.
“Yes. It can be sharpened for forty-nine or eighty-one days,” Chi Tian said casually.
“Is there a difference?” Mr. Tao sat opposite Chi Tian.
Chi Tian shook his head. “Not much. It’s just a matter of slight strength. One can make up for it later. There’s no need to worry too much about it.”
“Is it difficult to sharpen it for eighty-one days?” asked Mr. Tao.
“It depends on who you ask. If you ask my brother, he will say it’s easy,” said Chi Tian.
“And you, Senior?” asked Mr. Tao.
“Let tell you sothing,” said Chi Tian.
“What?” Mr. Tao was puzzled.
“According to a record, only two people have been known to successfully complete the eighty-one days of sharpening their treasure.”
“Who were they?” Mr. Tao asked curiously.
“My brother and the Human Emperor,” Chi Tian said aningfully.
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