BXBX NOVEL Chapter 103
As part of the rewards from the Great Hunt, he was allowed to freely select from the Seven Treasures Pavilion in Tianjian City. Sacred Weapons, though Lin Qi’an owned three already, were exceedingly rare in Tianjian City. As the name implies, they were weapons used by Saints!
Even within Tianjian City, the number of Saints could barely fill a game of Werewolf, meaning there weren’t many.
For people Lin Qi’an’s age, it would be a miracle just to touch a Divine Weapon. Only heavenly prodigies like him and Zhao Yunji, with their powerful backgrounds, had the privilege of obtaining a Sacred Weapon as their own.
He had been pondering which Sacred Weapon to choose. After careful thought, it had to be a sword! With his mastery of the sword technique Heavenly Flying Immortal and possessing the Flying Immortal Sword Spirit Box, one could never have too many swords, as they greatly enhanced his combat prowess.
Lin Qi’an selected an ice-attribute sword, perfect for defense. Since he had also absorbed Su Xueni’s icy aura, his ice-based defensive abilities were already impressive. The other three Sacred Weapons in his possession were primarily offensive.
A balance of one defensive and three offensive weapons seemed very reasonable. Thus, he chose the Sacred Weapon, Divine Frost Sword.
Following this, he began using his 200,000 Villain Points to improve his abilities.
With four swords in his arsenal now, his divine sword technique Heavenly Flying Immortal needed to be upgraded to keep pace; otherwise, he would not be able to control them all.
Heavenly Flying Immortal (Second Layer) –> (Fourth Layer) consumed 40,000 Villain Points.
Next, although his Thunder Annihilation Sword currently possessed only the power of a Sacred Weapon, its true form was that of an Emperor Weapon! It had yet to awaken because the “Thunder” it had encountered wasn’t powerful enough.
If Lin Qi’an could summon the remaining twenty-seven bolts of Purple Heaven Divine Thunder, there was a chance it would regain its full power as an Emperor Weapon.
Thus, his cultivation of the divine abilities of the Thunder Emperor needed to keep up.
Heavenly Sword Lightning Summoning Technique (Second Layer) –> (Fourth Layer)
Nine Heavens Thunder Movement (Second Layer) –> (Fourth Layer)
Together, these upgrades consumed 80,000 Villain Points.
With the remaining Villain Points, Lin Qi’an chose to invest everything into upgrading his Impervious to Poison Physique. Last time, this physique had saved his life, but the poison resistance effect had been used up. By fully refining this physique, his body would become immune to all poison attacks in the world!
Lin Qi’an had a strong premonition. The demonic beast he encountered last time wouldn’t be the only one. If hordes of such creatures appeared in the future, immunity to poison would be crucial.
Ten Thousand Poison Immunity (20% –> 50%)
Although only halfway complete, it already granted immunity to most poisons, significantly enhancing his ability to protect himself. This upgrade consumed 70,000 Villain Points.
With that, Lin Qi’an had nearly exhausted all his Villain Points, meaning he would have to earn more soon.
Lastly, Lin Qi’an obtained Xiao Chen’s Beast Scripture, a treasure of great value! However, the beasts inside were currently too weak and were not as strong as Lin Qi’an himself. If he encountered a ferocious beast like the Taotie in the future, then perhaps it could be useful, but for now, he put it aside.
With these improvements, Lin Qi’an’s attributes underwent significant changes:
– Host: Lin Qi’an
– Identity: Crown Prince of Beiyang, Tianlang Immortal Dynasty
– Cultivation: Transcendent Realm, Seventh Layer
– Techniques: Sword Manifestation (Fourth Layer), Yang Flame Departure (Fourth Layer), Nine Heavens Thunder Movement (Fourth Layer)
– Physique: Dragon Yang Dao Physique, Sword Bone, Ancestral Dragon Saint Body (30%), Impervious to Poison Physique (50%)
– Divine Abilities: Ten Thousand Swords to Court (Fourth Layer), Heavenly Flying Immortal (Fourth Layer), Heavenly Sword Lightning Summoning Technique (Fourth Layer)
– Treasures: Netherworld Bell
– Storage: Demonic Death Tome, Ghost Eye Evil Wood Root, Nine Revolutions Golden Pill…
– Villain Points: 13,500
– Luck Value: 250 (Green)
– Chaos Treasures: Flying Immortal Sword Spirit Box, Seven Petal Blood Heart Lotus, Immortal Fairy Goddess Diagram
– Luck Artifact: Nine Yang Divine Sword, Beast Scripture
– Special: Heavenly Fated Villain Divine Eyes…
It was rumored that the third-ranked Qinglian Fairy on the Fairy Maiden list would attend this literary meet. Lin Qi’an hoped she would be accompanied by a protagonist of great fortune. That way, he could eliminate the protagonist, earn a wave of Villain Points, and conveniently win over the Qinglian Fairy. That would be quite satisfying.
Lin Qi’an had already devised his plan. Being transmigrated into this era and coincidentally encountering the literary meet, how could he not enjoy himself?
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Meanwhile Zhao Qingmeng was frustrated.
For the past few days, Lin Qi’an’s actions could only be described as utterly indulgent! Su Xueni and Ran Yuwei had been taking turns keeping him company every night. Watching their cultivation levels steadily rise left Zhao Qingmeng feeling anxious!
She thought, ‘Lin Qi’an, don’t you ever want to try something new? Su Xueni may have great legs, and Ran Yuwei a fine waist, but wouldn’t you get tired of them?’
Little did she know, Lin Qi’an had planned to indulge in her company during the literary meet. In Tianjian City, the commotion would be too great, not ideal. After all, Zhao Qingmeng would likely awaken her Spiritual Insight, attracting the attention of many people, especially Saints and Emperors, who would easily detect her special physique as the reincarnation of a female emperor.
The disturbance would be immense. Thus, it was best to keep things discreet and wait for the right moment in the wilderness.
“Qingmeng, sitting alone?”
By the lotus pond, in a pavilion, Zhao Qingmeng was idly plucking flower petals when Lin Qi’an approached.
“Oh, you still remember me? I was worried the Crown Prince would die on the bodies of those maids!” Zhao Qingmeng lay on the pavilion railing, pouting as her tone dripped with jealousy.
“I came today to give you something,” Lin Qi’an said with a smile.
“What is it?”
“This.” Lin Qi’an opened his palm, revealing a golden-winged cicada.
“Golden-Winged Mysterious Sky Cicada!” Zhao Qingmeng gasped, covering her mouth as her eyes sparkled. In their past life, Lin Qi’an had only given her this treasure after they had secretly become intimate. She didn’t expect it to come so early in this lifetime.
“This Golden-Winged Profounf Sky Cicada can have a blood imprint placed on it. I’ve already marked it with mine. And now, I’m giving it to you.”
“From now on, no matter where I am, as long as you release it, it will always find me,” Lin Qi’an said, smiling gently. “If you ever find yourself in danger, use it to call me.”
Zhao Qingmeng carefully accepted the golden-winged cicada, nodding rapidly like a little chick pecking at rice. There was no way she would refuse such a thing! After all, how else could she test if Lin Qi’an truly kept his promises? When she faces a powerful enemy in the future, would he really come to her aid? Or would history repeat itself?
“Alright, I’ll accept it,” she said, swiftly completing the blood pact and carefully storing the golden-winged cicada.
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In the Lotus Realm, a second house had been built. Su Xueni’s first residence was called Xue’an Pavilion, while the newly constructed one, with many small spirit beasts in the courtyard, belonged to none other than Ran Yuwei. She had boldly named it Yu’an Pavilion and placed a wooden plaque at the entrance with the three characters engraved on it.
Zi Lianyou, feeling wronged, pouted, “I also want to build a house inside. It’s so unfair that I’m the only one without one! Waaah!”
The other two women chuckled at her complaint.
“If you want a house, you’ll have to work harder to please the Crown Prince. Don’t wait for him to make the first move,” Su Xueni teased.
“Only those who become the Crown Prince’s women have the chance to own their own courtyard,” Ran Yuwei added with a sly smile.
Both women covered their mouths and giggled, thoroughly pleased with themselves. In the future, there might be more women moving in, but the first thing they would see would always be Xue’an Pavilion and Yu’an Pavilion. Their status was already firmly established. Even if a royal princess were to arrive, she would have to lower her head and walk respectfully.
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Finally, the day arrived for Lin Qi’an to set off for Yunmo Dao Palace. As he prepared to depart, the Sword Emperor brought his family to personally bid him farewell.
“Brother, I want to go with you! It’s so boring at home!” Lin Hongyu, dressed in a red dress, clung to Lin Qi’an’s arm, pouting adorably with her cheeks puffed out.
“That’s not happening. You haven’t even read a few books. What business do you have at a literary meet? Stay home and focus on your cultivation.”
“Brother, you have the nerve to scold me? You never read books either!” Lin Hongyu stuck her tongue out playfully. “I bet you’re just going to make a fool of yourself, hmph!”
“Haha, well, you can wait and see. Don’t worry, I’ll bring you a gift when I return.”
After reassuring his sister, Lin Qi’an said his goodbyes to his father and mother.
The Sword Emperor, Lin Weixuan, only had one thing to say: “If you get bullied while you’re out there, send word back with the sword order, and I’ll destroy them for you.”
Lin Weixuan was notorious for being overprotective and biased toward his family. Though the world knew him as a violent Sword Emperor, he was undoubtedly a good father.
That’s why Lin Qi’an always found ways to eliminate any Destined Children with grudges against the Lin family. He couldn’t allow them to become a threat to his loved ones.
“Get on the carriage.” Lin Qi’an boarded the carriage, accompanied by his maidservants and the little princess, Zhao Qingmeng.
Ran Yuwei rode on the back of the Nine-Headed Serpent, cracking her whip and calling out, “Giddy-up!”
“I’m not a horse!” roared the Nine-Headed Serpent angrily as it soared into the sky.
Dozens of sword-wielding guards in white uniforms escorted them on both sides, making the scene truly impressive.
“Your Highness,” one of the maids began to chat with Lin Qi’an, “the literary meet will be held at Wenqu Waterfall. It was the place where Emperor Wenqu proved his Dao.”
“It’s said that a secret realm left behind by Emperor Wenqu is also located there, though no one has ever found it. That’s why the literary meet is being held there, with many hoping they might uncover Emperor Wenqu’s secret realm.”
“Emperor Wenqu?” Lin Qi’an mused aloud.
“That’s right,” the maid continued, “this emperor’s method of proving his Dao was particularly unique. He did it through literature, especially poetry. I’ve even memorized one of the poems he left behind: ‘Before my bed, the moonlight bright, I suspect frost on the ground. I raise my head to gaze at the moon, and lower it to think of home.\'”
Lin Qi’an’s eyes widened in shock, his heart stirring like a raging storm.
‘What the hell…’
Could it be? Was Emperor Wenqu a transmigrator too? A fellow countryman who became an Emperor by copying literature? This was definitely intriguing. It was a shame the man was no longer alive.
Lin Qi’an couldn’t help but wonder if he might have a chance to unlock this fellow transmigrator’s secret realm and discover what treasures he left behind.