"Scatter!"
Xu Yi waved his hand, and the Thousand Illusions Heavy Thunder Sword dispersed.
"You're still too weak. Didn't you see how Chao Qian, despite having fourth-realm strength and wielding an Azure Weapon Spirit, was drained to the last drop and died? You may be extraordinary, but right now you're still missing a Dragon of Stars. Besides, there are nearly a thousand weapon spirits here. Just managing to gather the swords is already a testament to your talent. You're still too green to wield them."
The timing was right, so Huang Mei promptly doused him with a bucket of cold water.
Though Xu Yi was unwilling to admit it, he had to concede that Huang Mei was right. He could only summon the Thunder Monkey Dragon and send it weaving among the Purple Firmament Swords, leaving as many marks as possible.
As for the Immortal Slaying Sword, he had already left a deep enough imprint on the material of its body. There was no need to strengthen it further.
Another seven days passed in a flash, and Jiang Baishun came again.
"I'm here to give you the word. The Golden Roc Demon King will return in a month and inspect your progress in person. If you still haven't refined it by then, your life will be over. That's all I came to tell you."
Jiang Baishun couldn't be bothered with Xu Yi. Having delivered his message, he was about to leave.
But Xu Yi said, "Since you're already here, why rush off? Let's chat. You said Golden Roc isn't at Fubo Mountain anymore. Are Kui Li and Heaven Devouring still around?"
Jiang Baishun flew into a rage. "You're fucking asking for death! You're tired of living, is that it? Itching for a beating? I'll loosen you up right now." As