I Promise I Won't Tell the Teacher

The jet-black little sword was covered in blood-red patterns.

Two ancient symbols had been branded onto the sword body, lending it an air of mystery.

"This piece of blood-patterned iron is too small. I could only inscribe two talismans."

Qu Shi explained, "One is a Swiftness Talisman, which can increase your speed. The other is a Spell-Breaking Talisman, which makes this sword better at piercing through magical power."

"Thank you, Teacher Qu!"

Jiang Chuan held the blood-patterned iron in his palm. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

Meng Nanxi congratulated him, "Jiang Chuan, congratulations on obtaining your first magical treasure!"

"This counts as a magical treasure?"

Jiang Chuan recalled Xiong Xuan's Cold Iron Dagger and standard-issue pill furnace. His blood-patterned iron sword felt like a knockoff by comparison.

"Magical treasure is merely a general term."

Qu Shi explained to Jiang Chuan, "In ancient times, cultivators divided magical treasures into Magic Tools and treasure artifacts. Magic Tools are magical treasures like the one in your hand, capable only of having talismans inscribed upon them. Treasure artifacts, on the other hand, have grand formations inscribed within them. The standard-issue pill furnace you saw when you entered was a treasure artifact."

"The difference between magical treasures mainly lies in their materials. Many materials have limited carrying capacity and cannot withstand the operation of a grand formation. If you forcibly inscribe and activate one, they will explode on the spot."

"Another reason is that they are too small. Take the sword in your hand, for example. The material is simply too limited to inscribe a grand formation onto it."

Jiang Chuan glanced at the little blood-patterned iron sword in his hand and understood the difference between Magic Tools and treasure artifacts.

Buzz! Buzz!

Hearing the vibration, Qu Shi pulled out her phone.

"That old turtle Wu Jing really did go looking for Vice Principal Bai! Next time, I'll find a chicken and stew it with him, making Overlord Bids Farewell to His Concubine!"

Jiang Chuan and Meng Nanxi exchanged a glance and both chose to go temporarily deaf.

"You two go cultivate. I'm heading to Vice Principal Bai's office. The mess between the Cangwu Realm and the North Sea Realm is truly headache-inducing!"

As she spoke, Qu Shi strode out of the office.

"Teacher Wu Jing doesn't intend for Immortal Gate High School to send troops into the Cangwu Realm, does he?" Meng Nanxi's dark eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"Sending troops into the Cangwu Realm? Probably not."

Through browsing the internet these past days, Jiang Chuan had gained a deeper understanding of the world.

For instance, the ancient saying, "Roam the North Sea at dawn, Cangwu at dusk."

It did not actually refer to visiting North Sea and Cangwu for leisure, but to traveling through the two great realms of North Sea and Cangwu. These two realms were also the prototypes behind the legends of the Seventy-Two Blessed Lands.

There had once been a period of friendship in the histories of the two realms, but they fought over a treasure nurtured by immortal light.

The Cangwu Demonic Immortal, creator of the Cangwu Realm, and the North Sea Demonic Immortal, creator of the North Sea Realm, fought fiercely.

In the end, the two Demonic Immortals perished together.

The North Sea Realm and the Cangwu Realm became hereditary enemies, their Demonic Immortals slaughtering and attacking one another.

"I don't know, but I hope it doesn't affect us."

Meng Nanxi let out a soft sigh and led Jiang Chuan toward the Cultivation Room.

Jiang Chuan also fell silent.

Whether it was him or Meng Nanxi, they were ultimately only talented cultivators.

Forget facing the Demonic Immortals of the Cangwu Realm directly—even being caught in a battle between the Demonic Immortals of the Cangwu Realm and the North Sea Realm could get them killed.

The corridor leading to the Cultivation Room was very short. After only a few steps, Jiang Chuan saw a Steel Gate with a glass window.

"There's a Qi Gathering Array in the Cultivation Room that the school spent a fortune setting up. The concentration of Transcendent Factors inside is three or four times that of the outside world." Meng Nanxi pushed open the Steel Gate as she spoke.

A massive flower bed came into Jiang Chuan's view.

Three enormous trees grew within it. Their emerald leaves gleamed with a lustrous sheen amid the interwoven light and shadows, as though every leaf contained the power of life.

All around the trees bloomed flowers of many different shapes. Some were broad as palms, while others were delicate and tiny. The multicolored blossoms were like a painter's palette, delivering a powerful visual impact.

Beside the flower bed was also a Water Pool, with several water lilies floating upon its surface.

Breathing in the faint floral fragrance drifting through the air, Jiang Chuan entered the Cultivation Room.

Many square concrete platforms had been built inside the Cultivation Room, each with numerous meditation cushions placed atop it.

Many meditation cushions were already occupied.

When they saw Jiang Chuan and Meng Nanxi enter, they swept a glance over the two before continuing their cultivation.

Neigh!

Just then, a little purple horse ran toward Jiang Chuan.

The purple foal stood only half the height of a person, yet it was exceptionally majestic. Its coat gleamed beneath the sunlight, while purple flames poured from its nostrils with every breath.

Squeak!

The squirrel on Meng Nanxi's shoulder leaped straight onto the purple foal's head.

"My Purple Thunder ran off. I knew Nanxi had arrived."

A girl of around fifteen or sixteen walked toward them.

The girl's jet-black hair cascaded over her shoulders. Her lovely face held a pair of clear eyes sparkling with lively light, as if they could speak. A mischievous smile often hung at the corners of her lips, giving her an air of youthful vitality.

"Zhiyan, you came early today."

Meng Nanxi introduced them, "Jiang Chuan, this is Song Zhiyan, the first person to join the Elite Class. Zhiyan, this is Jiang Chuan."

Song Zhiyan sized them up with her big eyes. "You won Nanxi over so quickly? How did you do it?"

"We're just good friends." Jiang Chuan felt he was still far from winning Meng Nanxi over.

"I understand. The school doesn't allow puppy love."

"We really aren't boyfriend and girlfriend."

Song Zhiyan asked curiously, "Just tell me. I promise I won't go tell the teacher."

Jiang Chuan: "..."

Why was it that when I told the truth, she simply refused to believe me?

"Zhiyan, if you keep fooling around, I'll go tell Zhiyi!"

At Meng Nanxi's words, Song Zhiyan's expression changed. "Nanxi, you absolutely can't tell my sister. I don't know what's gotten into her lately, but she's becoming more and more like my mom, nagging nonstop every single day."

"Song Zhiyan, get over here and cultivate already!"

Song Zhiyan froze, then walked over as though marching onto a battlefield. She sat beside a girl who looked exactly like her and began cultivating.

"Let's go cultivate too."

Meng Nanxi came to an unoccupied concrete platform, sat down, and began cultivating.

Jiang Chuan sat beside Meng Nanxi. He did not begin cultivating immediately, instead starting by refining the Blood-Patterned Iron Sword.

He had previously heard Wu Jing explain how to refine magical treasures during Wu Jing's class.

Invisible Divine Sense flowed from the Sea of Consciousness between Jiang Chuan's brows and entered the thumb-length Blood-Patterned Iron Sword.

A moment later, a peculiar sensation rose in Jiang Chuan's heart. He felt as though he and the Blood-Patterned Iron Sword had fused into one.

Whoosh!

Under the control of his Divine Sense, the Blood-Patterned Iron Sword turned into a streak of dark-red light and flew around Jiang Chuan.

This speed feels no slower than a bullet fired from a rifle. Cultivators below the fourth realm will likely find it difficult to evade this strike!

Jiang Chuan thought to himself, his eyes filled with excitement.

Whoosh!

The Blood-Patterned Iron Sword then shot into the Sea of Consciousness between Jiang Chuan's brows and flew before his Yin Spirit.

Jiang Chuan then opened his backpack and took out the beast hide that recorded "Wrath of the Firmament."

"Great Sun Slaughtering God Technique" was indeed a World-Shaking Divine Technique, but Jiang Chuan had obtained only one volume, and that volume contained no divine abilities or spells meant for battle and slaughter.

Cultivation realm did not represent strength. Even at the third realm, he would still be killed if he faced an ordinary person carrying an individual Fuel-Air Bomb.

Considering that he would soon truly confront the Blood Sea Divine Cult and clash with its powerful elders,

he desperately wanted to master some divine abilities and spells meant for battle and slaughter!