Divine Saber Slash

Xiang Yang slowly exhaled. His fingers were like pointed blades, their edge exposed; saber qi sliced forth, destroying the saber marks on the other three stone walls. Without the final Demon Refining form, these six forms of Divine Saber Transformation were a scourge and could not be left behind.

He examined the place again with meticulous care, confirming that the Divine Saber Transformation and the Moonlight Pearl were the only two items in this secret stone cave. Then he turned his gaze to the fist-sized pearl.

Round and lustrous, radiant and gleaming, the liquefied spiritual qi within the pearl resembled a dense spread of nebulae, much like the stars and clouds of the cosmos—magnificent, yet steeped in mystery.

Xiang Yang reached out and seized the Night Flower Pearl in one hand. It was icy-cool and moist, its spiritual qi flowing through his palm and into his body. He suddenly shivered, feeling so comfortable that it was like holding in urine for an entire day, only for it to come rushing out in a torrent. The comparison was crude, but apt.

"Good. It truly is a precious pearl. With it, and with the Golden Silkworm Rain to aid me, I won't need ten days or half a month to fully restore my cultivation. I may even climb another hundred-foot pole and rise a step further.

"I could even cripple my Wedding Dress Divine Skill once more, strengthening the three treasures of my body—Essence, Qi, and Spirit—reaching the point where there is nowhere further to advance in the shortest time possible. Then I can make my charge toward the innate realm."

The innate realm was what Xiang Yang yearned for day and night, yet he absolutely could not act rashly. Not to mention that he still had room for improvement, merely opening