That’s where Qi ca to the rescue. With his Qi gathering realm level and the lack of external influence of Qi techniques, he couldn’t ss up.
With a grin, he infused the tal with a soft golden liquid that flowed in unpredictable patterns.
Simultaneously, a chaotic void ripple erged from his fingers. Space cracked around the forming blade, mist escaping his bluing lips.
But his focus and sparkling eyes never wavered as he branded the magical and Qi enchantnts.
Under his precise control, edges glinted with an otherworldly sharpness. The somber crystalline fra reflected his sweaty face as he engraved star patterns on its surface—the sa tattooed on the prince’s forehead.
With a snap of his fingers, wind blades carved one of the wooden blocks on the table, shaping it into an exquisite hilt with complex circular flourishes before it flew into his hand.
And after an hour of hard work, he slotted it under the nacing dragon head he had carved as the guard with a chuckle. ’Perfect and stylish!’
Cancelling his mana with a thought, he turned and showed the eighty-centiter one-handed cultivator sword to the slack-jawed prince.
"Take it. The hilt is smooth, but I would have preferred to have quality leather to wrap it."
The prince coughed to hide his embarrassnt and gripped the somber sword, feeling the elents swirl in his palm as if he could wield them directly. His heart drumd in his ears. This was revolutionary, a sensation no one had ever experienced back in his ti.
"You focused on energy conductivity? How many affinities do you have?" The question had gnawed at him for the past hour, especially after seeing the two supre ones. He needed an answer.
"I have them all." Adam shrugged, sending his and Xie Lian’s minds reeling. "I wasn’t born with them, though. Just got lucky enough to find a ritual, gather the materials by almost dying against powerful bastards, and almost dying again when I perford it. Oh, and the sky tried to kill for months after I did. Shitty lightning."
He clicked his tongue before his smile broadened. "Anyway, shouldn’t you assess the sword?"
The prince shook his head. "What’s there to assess? It’s a marvel blending two types of energies and five elents. Even I can’t replicate it..." His voice turned into a sad whisper. "To think soone like you would appear. I wish we could have lived in the sa era."
He handed the sword back, touched by the star symbols, and added the golden parchnt as a soft wind swirled around him. "It’ll be a pity to let it disappear with ."
Then he clapped his hands. "Congratulations on completing my trial. Ti’s short, so listen well. Invaders appeared one day with hundreds of thousands of soldiers. Each day, their violent armies conquered a little more land until my father decided the situation couldn’t continue. Long story short, he fought against their leaders, but they both ended up lethally wounded."
Adam palled. Who was that leader who matched a tier nine cultivator? But it wasn’t ti for questions. The prince’s voice was already weakening, and his body flickered.
"We couldn’t let him recover, so we made a decision we all regret: to sacrifice ourselves to imprison their leader in the blessed land. However, this bastard cursed us all... The effects persisted even after he died from his wounds and our consciousness remained separated from our souls, forever waiting for soone to free us in this sealed space. I... I can’t hold on anymore. My father will tell you the rest."
With those last words, the prince vanished like a mirage, a soft smile tugging at his lips and the echo of his last words lingering. "Thank you."
A deafening silence followed as Adam crumpled the parchnt. Though happy the prince found freedom, the parting words were too alarming. He had to learn more about the palace sacrifice and the leader’s despicable powers through the emperor. But not yet.
He turned to the pale Xie Lian and patted her trembling shoulder as he helped her sit. "Take your ti to recover. I’ll rip the parchnt if Misha doesn’t join us in ten minutes."
Before he could remove his hand, Xie Lian gripped it as if seeking comfort before her voice cracked. "A-Are you sure about continuing? Vile forces are at play, the kind we have no hope of triumphing over."
Adam surprised her with a nod. "We have no chance, but think about it. The five sects will hunt to the edge of the realm. I have nowhere to return." His eyes narrowed, and his jaw clenched. "I betted too heavily on the blessed land to pull back."
He sat next to her and placed the blade on his legs. "But those are my and Misha’s problems. I can still get you out before everything spirals out of control."
His gaze lingered on Xie Lian’s conflicted frown. Understanding she’d need ti to answer and unwilling to influence her decision, he called for his unread notification and studied his new blade. ’At least I got to keep it.’
[Tier-eight unnad weapon detected. Soul binding available. Proceed? Yes/No]
A wry smile played on his lips as he pressed yes. "Tier eight... The archmages would kill to get it." He shook his head. "It’s a treasure even the cultivators would covet."
[Tier-eight Chronoscar soul bound.]
Na: Chronoscar
Rank: T8 Mythical/Sun-grade Weapon
Description:
Forged using extre mana mastery and imbued with Qi in the sacred domain of the void emperor, this aberration was a step away from reaching the void grade. Unfortunately, Adam’s energy purity and mastery over ti and space fell short.
Abilities:
Endless Forge: Through its temperance by boundless tal Qi and mana, the weapon is unbreakable, sharpens itself with each strike, and can morph into any bladed weapon at will. Attacks ignore a portion of enemy defenses.
Absolute Zero: Crafted in the heart of an ice storm and the frost of space, each swing leaves behind glacial trails that linger and explode into jagged spears of ice.
Eclipsing Shade: Forged from pure shadows, the blade leaves behind three afterimages that attack independently.
Hollow Sovereignty: Infused with the void, the weapon can erase and nullify energy-based assaults. Strikes leave behind rifts in space that distort reality for a brief mont, disorienting foes.
Chrono Tyrant: Bathed in the flow of ti, the weapon accelerates the wielder’s perception and reflexes, making them move in seemingly unpredictable patterns. A successful strike locks the target in a temporal stasis, freezing them for a mont.
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