The Supreme Being Against Heaven
Chapter Summary
The soft sword turned into a purple streak of light and was immediately drawn into his “Qian Kun Ring.” “In the outside world, 3 months have already passed. In their eyes, with Tan Yun’s speed, 4 and a half years inside the pagoda should have been enough for him to reach the “perfect Origin Spirit Realm.” “Hehe, I just hit a small bottleneck. “Elder Shen, 3 months ago, did the sect master reward you with anything?” “Of course I have to thank you—I’ve been promoted to ‘Third Elder’,” Shen Qingfen...
“Junior Sister, don’t misunderstand. We are not here for revenge. I am merely his friend,” Zhong Wushiyao said hurriedly to explain.
But at that very moment, something unexpected happened.
“Oh, so you are Senior Brother Tan’s friend! Hehe, I apologize!” Da Niu’s attitude changed completely, as if he were a different person. He quickly broke into a wide smile and cupped his hands in greeting. “We thought you were Senior Brother Tan’s enemy.”
“It’s fine,” Zhong Wushiyao nodded slightly. “Where is Tan Yun?”
“Senior Brother Tan is still cultivating inside the Mustard Seed Time Pagoda,” Da Niu explained. “However, in another 5 days, he will come out of seclusion.”
“How about this—you can rest in Senior Brother Tan’s room for now. I will go to the training ground to wait for him. Once he comes out of seclusion, I will let him come see you.”
Zhong Wushiyao nodded lightly. “Much appreciated.”
…
At the same time, at the martial arena atop the 108-story pagoda.
Tan Yun had been in seclusion inside the pagoda for 85 days, which inside the pagoda was equivalent to 4 years and 3 months.
“I still have 3 months left inside the pagoda—more than enough for me to successfully refine the Origin Soft Sword!” Tan Yun’s voice was filled with excitement, echoing continuously within the pagoda.
He sat cross-legged in midair, and before him burned the Primordial Purple Flame, still blazing violently.
The purple meteorite iron from beyond the world, originally the size of a human head, had now turned purplish-red and was gradually melting at a visible speed.
“Star Array Furnace—converge!”
Tan Yun’s expression turned solemn. His hands moved rapidly, forming mysterious and intricate seals that seemed beyond the human world.
In an instant, strands of golden spiritual energy as thick as fingers shot into the Primordial Flame, transforming into tiny light points the size of fingernails, floating like countless stars.
Each of those light points… was an “array foundation”!
In the blink of an eye, 9,000 spiritual array foundations spread throughout the flame, surrounding the purple meteorite iron.
Then, all 9,000 points of light erupted simultaneously, linking together and merging into a “spiritual energy furnace” suspended in midair!
If Elder Qi Mai were to witness this scene, he would likely be so shocked he would be unable to speak.
Because the method of condensing a furnace entirely from spiritual energy into a “Star Array” existed only in legends—no one had ever seen it in reality!
Inside the Star Array Furnace, 9,000 drops of purplish-red molten metal floated steadily, stabilized by the array’s power. The sight was breathtakingly beautiful.
Time passed in silence.
After another 2 months, the extraterrestrial purple meteorite iron had transformed into 9,000 drops of purplish-red molten metal. Each drop within the furnace then began to slowly shrink, becoming almost imperceptible to the naked eye.
This was the process of “purging impurities.”
Each time impurities were burned away, they were completely incinerated and vanished under the Primordial Flame.
Half a month later, all 9,000 drops of molten metal had shrunk to one-third of their original size.
Through the observation of the Star Array Furnace, Tan Yun confirmed that all impurities had been completely removed.
“Merge!”
Tan Yun’s low voice rang out.
The 9,000 drops of molten metal began to rapidly converge, forming a purplish-red liquid sword floating steadily within the Star Array Furnace.
“Absorb!”
In an instant, the 9-zhang-long Primordial Flame was drawn back into Tan Yun’s right palm.
Without the flame’s support, the liquid purple-red sword began to cool. However, because its temperature was still extremely high, even standing 10 zhang away, Tan Yun was drenched in sweat as intense waves of heat assaulted him.
Even though his body was as strong as a high-grade spirit weapon, at this moment it felt as though it might be melted by the terrifying heat!
“Primordial Ice Flame!”
Tan Yun roared. A chilling cyan flame surged out from his left palm, transforming into a flame over 2 zhang long, enveloping his entire body and perfectly resisting the searing heat that was scorching everything.
As time passed gradually, the soft sword slowly cooled. After half a month, it finally transformed into a completely purple “blank sword.”
This sword was still only a semi-finished material and had no rank whatsoever.
Tan Yun naturally understood that possessing the ability to forge top-tier weapons was only the first step…
The second step was to purge the impurities from the extraterrestrial purple meteorite iron and refine it into a “blank sword.”
The third step was a second refinement—engraving profound and intricate sword patterns onto the blank sword.
The fourth step was to embed those “sword patterns” into the sword itself and carry out a third refinement.
The fifth step was to insert 11 types of elemental materials into the already refined blank sword, followed by four additional refinements.
The sixth step—after completing the four refinements—required extracting the corresponding elemental powers from the “Primordial Origin Spirit” that matched the 11 materials. These were then linked to the 11 elements within the soft sword. Finally, a “blood-bound refinement ritual” would be performed to create the ultimate divine weapon—a top-grade flying sword!
Whether it was weapon forging, alchemy, talisman crafting, or formation arrays, all of them were boundless and profound arts.
At this moment, with the soft sword beginning to take shape, Tan Yun had already completed the “second step.”
He intended to find an opportunity to refine the “supreme-grade divine flying sword” as soon as possible while continuing his cultivation and handling various matters.
Only in this way… could he truly unleash the “Primordial God-Slaying Sword Art” and greatly increase his combat power!
Tan Yun checked the time. In just a few breaths, the pagoda gate would open.
He flicked his sleeve, and the Star Array Furnace instantly dissipated into the void. The soft sword turned into a purple streak of light and was immediately drawn into his “Qian Kun Ring.”
“In the outside world, 3 months have already passed. I wonder if Elder De has found that spark yet. Moreover, if nothing unexpected happened, Elder Shen should have already been promoted to ‘Third Elder’.”
Tan Yun murmured softly to himself.
At that moment, the Qian Kun Ring flashed, and two letters appeared in his right hand out of nowhere.
When his gaze landed on the envelopes, memories of Mu Mengyi and Zhong Wushiyao surfaced in his mind one scene after another. Their beautiful faces—sometimes smiling, sometimes angry—remained vividly clear, like stars in the depths of his vision.
“It’s already been over 2 years since I last saw them… I suddenly miss them deeply. They should be coming out of seclusion soon. I’ll go to the Bingqing Palace first, then go find them.”
Thud!
A heavy, dull sound interrupted his thoughts.
The pagoda gate slowly opened.
After adjusting his robes, Tan Yun stepped out. A warm feeling immediately rose in his heart as he saw Shen Wende and Shen Qingfeng standing on both sides of the pagoda gate, waiting for him.
“Elders Shen, have you both been guarding this disciple all this time?” Tan Yun asked softly.
“If we didn’t guard you, would we just let your enemies break into the pagoda again?” Shen Qingfeng stroked his beard and chuckled, his eyes slightly narrowed. “Brat, why are you still only at the 9th level of the Origin Spirit Realm? Have you encountered a bottleneck in your cultivation?”
Shen Wende was also surprised. In their eyes, with Tan Yun’s speed, 4 and a half years inside the pagoda should have been enough for him to reach the “perfect Origin Spirit Realm.”
“Hehe, I just hit a small bottleneck. It’s fine though. Next time I enter seclusion, I’ll definitely break through to perfection,” Tan Yun replied, smoothly changing the subject.
“Elder Shen, 3 months ago, did the sect master reward you with anything?”
“Of course I have to thank you—I’ve been promoted to ‘Third Elder’,” Shen Qingfeng laughed heartily.
“Oh…” Tan Yun feigned surprise and quickly cupped his hands. “Disciple greets Third Elder.”
“Hahaha, no need for such formalities in front of me, brat,” Shen Qingfeng laughed loudly.
“Oh right, Third Elder, I still haven’t paid the 3-month pagoda fee,” Tan Yun continued. “This disciple will go settle it right away…”
“No need. The young lady has already paid for you,” Shen Qingfeng replied immediately.
As soon as he finished speaking, an excited shout rang out from below—
“Senior Brother Tan! There is a junior sister waiting for you at ‘Cangling Immortal’ for 5 days already!”
--Translated by likesnovel--