Spirit Refinement Transcendence Forged a Sword Furnace; Madam Would Not See a Young Man's Lofty Ambitions Broken

Tonight, the deep blue canopy of heaven was strewn with starlight, like beans scattered by immortals—densely packed yet disorderly. Some shone bright, some dim; where the stars were sparse on one side of the sky, a glittering river of stars gathered on the other.

An Le stood in the courtyard. The raging wind seemed laced with several strands of fierce, razor-sharp sword intent, constantly surging and sweeping about. Qingshan and Mochi, embedded in the Old Scholar Tree, trembled violently, shaking leaves down from the tree in a flurry.

Within his Niwan Palace, a sword pool was boiling.

Countless strands of Sword Qi clanged as they collided. A near-tangible sword hung within the sword pool, trembling faintly and causing the pool itself to shudder.

An Le's mind had reached the limit of the Embryonic Breathing Realm. When he climbed Sixth Mountain, he had used the mountain's Sword Qi and the visualization of spring rain falling, observed the Sword Waterfall Diagram, and condensed a sword pool. His mind had grown tremendously as a result.

At Lin Manor, he painted the Galloping Horse Painting for Fourth Master Lin. His mind merged with the painting, and as he savored it again and again, the painting became an Eighth-grade Spirit Refining Portrait, causing his mind to surge once more and bringing him to the brink of breakthrough.

On the long street, in his battle against the burly coachman Zhushan, he had finally shattered the barrier of his realm. It was like a wall blocking brilliant sunlight had been chiseled open with a small hole, allowing sunlight to stream in and illuminate the dark space beyond.

An Le was now in precisely that state. He had broken through the Second Spirit Refining Realm, Embryonic Breathing, and stepped into the third realm of Spirit Refinement—Transcending Worldliness.

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