The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

Chapter 863: Chapter 864: Frog in the Well

"A frog at the bottom of a well!"

Hong Ling sneered coldly, the spear in her hand vibrating once more, enveloped in Blood Fiend Energy. A terrifying aura erupted, and without any hesitation, she began unleashing the most primal power of her Immortal Artifact-level Artifact Spirit, preparing to thoroughly end this Evil Spirit.

Since her complete fall and subsequent reawakening, Hong Ling had faced only very weak opponents. The strongest weapon she had clashed against was the Six Daos Reincarnation Sword, yet the Evil Spirit before her, just in terms of spiritual intelligence, surpassed the Six Daos Reincarnation Sword.

Encountering this malevolence, despite its formidable strength, it was indeed but a frog at the bottom of a well in Hong Ling’s eyes.

"Begone, you wretched spirit!"

With a powerful shout that could swallow rivers and mountains, Hong Ling’s Blood Fiend Spear in her hand grew even mightier. This spear was not the one Ye Mo carried, but the original, peak form of the Blood Fiend Spear, a state attainable only between Artifact Spirits.

Furthermore, this Blood Fiend Spear contained the Demon Dragon Power—none other than the power of Ye Mo himself.

She even began to communicate with Ye Mo’s power, infusing it into the Blood Fiend Spear to forge a state to annihilate all Evil Spirits.

Thwack!

With a swift thrust, she pierced through, carrying an aura beyond comprehension, echoing the call of the Blood Fiend Demons, instantly reaching the evil spirit’s throat in a mere flash.

The Evil Spirit, seeing such an attack, was taken aback, its six arms flailing in a desperate attempt to catch Hong Ling’s thrust.

But Hong Ling’s spear strike was both ethereal and solid, real and illusory, coupled with the obliterating Demon Dragon Power, it was beyond the Evil Spirit’s ability to resist.

As the spear point landed directly on its throat.

"Argh!"

With a wail, the Evil Spirit was sent flying, crashing into the seal before bouncing back down.

Hong Ling, unwilling to let it off, thrust the Blood Fiend Spear again, the Blood Fiend Energy converging and piercing through its body, making it ripple like waves, its spiritual intensity declining.

"You!"

The Evil Spirit trembled, seemingly unable to comprehend how it could be harmed by Hong Ling.

From a weakened, fragmented Artifact Spirit, it had grown to such a level after a decade of slaughter and devouring, yet here it was, defeated by an Immortal Artifact.

"I told you, you’re just a frog at the bottom of a well. Devouring you will let me return to my peak, and perhaps even surpass it."

With that, Hong Ling’s body leaped, thrusting her spear once more into the evil’s head, causing the Evil Spirit to disintegrate into immense energy.

Hong Ling took a deep breath, absorbing the energy into her body continuously.

However, Hong Ling’s aura did not grow; she remained a Low-grade Celestial Weapon, and would only achieve true ascension by combining with the Heavenly Snare Blood Pearl to unleash the Evil Qi.

"Did we succeed?"

The nearby Artifact Refiner, witnessing the scene in the Spiritual Artifact Pool, was too astonished to speak.

"Fantastic!"

Qing Tai clapped his hands repeatedly, then said to Ye Mo, "It seems the Heavenly Snare Blood Spear’s restoration to Immortal Artifact status is just around the corner."

Ye Mo’s hand reached out, his Blood Fiend Spear spinning in the air before returning to his hand.

"Thank you, everyone."

Ye Mo cupped his hands and smiled.

"The reputation of the Heavenly Snare Blood Spear is indeed well-deserved,"

Liu Xingtie said with a smile, "You’ve also helped us resolve a problem, and I will fulfill my previous promise. If you trust me, entrust the Heavenly Snare Blood Spear to me, and I will craft you a new spear shaft."

"Hong Ling, what do you think?"

Ye Mo sought Hong Ling’s opinion.

"This Liu Xingtie has a righteous demeanor. As a master artifact refiner, he surely won’t covet other weapons. Feel free to entrust me to him. Crafting the spear shaft will take some time; meanwhile, you could head to Ice Abyss Mountain. Perhaps by the time you return, the spear shaft will be ready,"

Hong Ling suggested.

"Alright!"

Ye Mo handed the Blood Fiend Spear directly to Liu Xingtie with a smile and said, "Thank you, senior, for assisting me. Though my strength is limited, should you ever need help, I will do my utmost to assist."

"Your willingness to entrust me with the Blood Fiend Spear demonstrates your broad-mindedness. As a mere blacksmith, you might not have much opportunity to help me, but Qing Tai, although older than you, is still a young lady. I hope you can assist her as much as possible,"

Liu Xingtie said with a smile.

Hearing Liu Xingtie’s words, Liu Qingtai blushed, unable to meet Ye Mo’s eyes, although she was quite eager to hear Ye Mo’s response.

"During my time at the Heavenly Sword Society, I will do my best to support Qing Tai,"

Ye Mo publicly promised.

Ye Mo’s words implied two things: his willingness to help Liu Qingtai, and that he did not intend to stay at the Heavenly Sword Society permanently.

Both Liu Xingtie, Jian Tong, and Liu Qingtai understood Ye Mo’s meaning, but they simply smiled, knowing everyone had their own path and could not be forced.

"Alright, since that’s the case, you all should depart. We must continue our sword forging,"

Liu Xingtie finished, watching the trio leave, and with the Blood Fiend Spear in hand, he sighed, "Such a fine weapon given away so easily; it seems Ye Mo’s background is truly extraordinary. Even if we can’t keep him, befriending him is still beneficial."

..

Upon leaving the Sword Forging Pavilion, Liu Qingtai said, "Ye Mo, I’ve completed the task I promised you. Let’s head to Ice Abyss Mountain tomorrow to bring my grandfather back."

"Sure!"

Ye Mo nodded.

"Then I’ll come to the Abandoned Sword Pavilion for you tomorrow,"

Liu Qingtai said with a smile.

"Alright, I’ll head off first!"

Finishing his words, Ye Mo turned and flew towards the Abandoned Sword Pavilion.

Back at the Abandoned Sword Pavilion, Ye Mo sat in meditation once more, knowing that he was to accompany Liu Qingtai to Ice Abyss Mountain the next day, yet his strength had not reached the Cosmos Realm.

"If we encounter danger and I have to rely on a girl to protect me, it would be quite embarrassing,"

Ye Mo chuckled helplessly, beginning to introspect.

The Eight-part Heavenly Dragons had already been fully refined unknowingly, and the immense Dragon Power was now completely stored. Feeling the unprecedented power, Ye Mo had the urge to break through to the Cosmos Realm.

"Brother Ye Mo, don’t be impulsive. If you aren’t 100% sure, don’t attempt the breakthrough. If you fail, not only will the power of the Eight-part Heavenly Dragon Pill be wasted, but you might never reach the Chaos City,"

the little girl immediately cautioned.

Ordinarily, for a Martial Artist, consuming the Eight-part Heavenly Dragon Pill would suffice to successfully break through to the Cosmos Realm and enter a new stage.

But Ye Mo was different. Whether in terms of his bodily toughness, the width of his meridians, or the strength of his limbs and bones, he far surpassed Martial Artists of the same level, making the energy needed for his ascension significantly greater.

"Then what should I do? I can’t just keep suppressing this energy,"

Ye Mo remarked softly.

"To ensure a foolproof breakthrough, you need an enormous source of energy. You must find an opportunity,"

the little girl suggested.

"Breaking through to the Cosmos Realm is crucial for me; I must be careful. I’d better accompany Qing Tai to Ice Abyss Mountain first,"

Ye Mo decided, closing his eyes to meditate again, sensing the world’s energies, with the breakthrough to Chaos City within reach.