Blade of Original Sin, Seven Original Sins

Long Jiuyao watched the Natal Dragon Soul soaring through the sky and understood its function—it was essentially a cultivation cheat, devouring Heaven and Earth Yuan Power to feed back to its host, subtly and steadily enhancing their Yuan Power cultivation.

Second, once the Natal Dragon Soul reached a certain level of cultivation, it could transform into a corporeal clone possessing eighty percent of the host's combat power. Of course, as the host grew stronger, it would synchronously improve as well.

Combat power encompassed everything—cultivation, martial arts, battle experience, and so on—making it essentially the host's shadow.

It could also allow the host to survive a certain-death situation, effectively serving as a second life. Naturally, losing the Natal Dragon Soul would come with severe aftereffects, but that alone was enough to prove the formidable nature of the Nine Sacred Dragon Arts.

Long Jiuyao was extremely satisfied with the Natal Dragon Soul, one of the Nine Sacred Dragon Arts—it even exceeded his expectations. Though it was quite weak now, it would undoubtedly become overwhelmingly powerful in the future.

If Long Jiuyao were in the Ancestral Realm, a clone with eighty percent of his combat power could effortlessly crush peerless experts in the Reincarnation Realm who had passed the Triple Reincarnation Tribulation, even several of them at once.

Even against an enemy of the same realm as the host, the combat clone could hold its own, and perhaps even win—though nothing was absolute. Still, it was too early to discuss such matters now.

Long Jiuyao formed hand seals, and the Natal Dragon Soul imprinted itself on his chest like a Black Tattoo, coiling and baring its fangs like a ferocious true dragon.

When the Natal Dragon Soul attached itself to his chest, Long Jiuyao could sense it was almost alive. But it was still very weak now—no matter, there were still thirteen years until the plot began, plenty of time.

By the time Long Jiuyao finished his cultivation, the blazing sun in the sky had long been replaced by the bright moon, and the night sparkled with dazzling starlight.

With a few leaps, Long Jiuyao arrived at a Spirit Spring. He hadn't had a proper bath since the Fierce Hurricane Gorge, and now that he was back in his own courtyard, he naturally wanted to wash up thoroughly.

Countless Spirit Springs filled the Dragon Domain, rich with Heaven and Earth Yuan Power. Under the moonlight, the Spirit Spring before Long Jiuyao seemed draped in a veil of pure white gauze.

Long Jiuyao shed his black robe and leaped in, splashing up a great spray of water. Layer after layer of ripples spread out, as if peeling away the snow-white veil from the spring.

Lying in the Spirit Spring, a cool sensation washed over his entire body, easing his fatigue. Comfortable, Long Jiuyao closed his eyes slightly.

In deep sleep, time passed quickly, and a new day began.

Early in the morning, Long Jiuyao arrived at the Great Elder's courtyard. The Great Elder sat in the seat of honor. "Jiuyao, you are now a Two-Talisman Master. Take this set of carving knives."

The moment Long Jiuyao stepped into the Cave Mansion, the Great Elder already knew the state of his Spiritual Power. With the Great Elder's strength, probing Long Jiuyao's current power was effortless.

The Great Elder waved his Sleeve Robe, and a jade box floated before Long Jiuyao. The jade box was crystal clear, radiating an extraordinary aura.

Long Jiuyao opened the jade box. Seven carving knives of different shapes lay quietly inside, each in one of seven colors: gold, pink, red, green, blue, black, and purple.

The gold knife was two fingers wide, three point four inches long, slightly curved, with intricate secret patterns on the blade and a dragon-fang-shaped handle, glowing with golden light.

The pink knife was two fingers wide, four inches long, slender with an upturned tip, and a beautifully crafted phoenix-feather pattern on the handle, glowing with pink light.

The red knife was half again as large as the other six—four fingers wide, six inches long—with red cracks on the blade like cracked earth, a dragon-scale-shaped handle, and a red glow.

The green knife was two fingers wide, five inches long, twisted like a long snake, with a deep green handle that looked striking, covered in many patterns, glowing with green light.

The blue knife was three fingers wide, five point five inches long, with light blue patterned cracks on the blade, a slightly thicker spine, and several gems of different colors embedded in the handle, glowing with blue light.

The black knife was two fingers wide, four point nine inches long, extremely thin like paper, with Dark Red stripes, and a diamond-shaped gem embedded in the handle, glowing with black light.

The purple knife was the smallest of the seven—two fingers wide, three inches long—curved like a crescent moon, with an enchanting pattern on the handle, glowing with purple light.

From the first glance, Long Jiuyao fell in love with this set of knives, his eyes full of delight.

"Jiuyao, give this set of knives a name," the Great Elder said, looking down at the delighted Long Jiuyao.

In truth, Long Jiuyao had already thought of a name the moment he saw the set.

"Great Elder, let's call them the Seven Original Sins," Long Jiuyao said, looking up.

"Seven Original Sins! A good name. What are the seven sins?" the Great Elder asked.

"Pride, envy, wrath, sloth, greed, gluttony, and lust—the Seven Original Sins refer to the seven primal evils of human nature," Long Jiuyao declared.

Gold for pride, pink for envy, red for wrath, green for sloth, blue for greed, black for gluttony, purple for lust.

Under the Great Elder's gaze, Long Jiuyao dripped seven drops of blood into the Seven Original Sins, then carved his spiritual imprint. Only then did the Seven Original Sins truly belong to Long Jiuyao.

Long Jiuyao used his Spiritual Power to control the Seven Original Sins, but only the purple Sin of Lust blade trembled slightly; the other six Original Sin blades remained completely still.

Long Jiuyao could tell at a glance that the materials used to make the Seven Original Sins were extremely precious, though he didn't know exactly how precious.

But after establishing the spiritual imprint with the Seven Original Sins, he learned their rank—all were Heaven-grade High-rank Spirit Treasures. This sent turbulent waves through his heart, and he couldn't help but marvel at the profound heritage of the Demon Domain's Dragon Clan, casually gifting a set of Heaven-grade carving knife Spirit Treasures.

However, his own strength was too weak to fully unleash the power of the Seven Original Sins. Still, each knife was extremely sharp and could be used as a dagger.

Although the Demon Breaking Dragon Halberd was also good, wielding it was quite comical—the height difference between him and the halberd was too great, making its swings less than smooth.

The Demon Breaking Dragon Halberd was nearly three meters long, and Long Jiuyao, at eight years old, was only one point six meters tall—though that still exceeded most children his age.

The Seven Original Sins, on the other hand, were not only sharp but also small and exquisite, easy for even the current Long Jiuyao to use with one hand.

The Seven Original Sins were primarily meant to be controlled with Spiritual Power, used for stealthy kills and one-hit strikes. But because Long Jiuyao's Spiritual Power cultivation was insufficient to sustain their control, the knives' materials were so rare that the blades were as hard as refined gold, and their small, delicate form allowed him to wield them by hand in battle.

Long Jiuyao absorbed the other six Original Sins into his body to nurture them, keeping only the Sin of Lust blade—the Blade of Original Sin—by his side, slowly using his Spiritual Power to make it float beside him.

As Long Jiuyao watched, the floating jade box suddenly emitted a faint glow. A humanoid dynamic diagram appeared before him, and the next moment, it directly merged into his Sea of Consciousness.

Within the Sea of Consciousness, everything was a vast white expanse. Long Jiuyao looked at the Shadow Figure before him, who also had the seven Original Sin blades floating by his side.

Long Jiuyao's eyes widened slightly, but the Shadow Figure paid no attention to his reaction and continued demonstrating the method of controlling the Seven Original Sins.

Of course, every scene was fully absorbed by Long Jiuyao, and he realized this was a Secret Technique for cultivating control over the Seven Original Sins, as well as a method for training Spiritual Power.

Time passed, and the Shadow Figure reached its final stage. The Seven Original Sins under its control flew faster and faster, so fast that Long Jiuyao's naked eye could no longer track their flight paths—he could only hear a faint sound of wind cutting.

The Seven Original Sins moved in the Shadow Figure's hands as if they were part of its body, graceful as butterflies, eerie as the Reaper claiming lives.

One by one, the Original Sin blades flashed past Long Jiuyao's eyes, the tip of his nose, his throat, and his heart. Under the Shadow Figure's control, the Seven Original Sins surrounded Long Jiuyao like a mobile Killing Array, letting him personally experience the killing power inherent in the Seven Original Sins themselves.

Finally, the Shadow Figure manipulated the Blades of the Seven Deadly Sins to withdraw the Killing Array, turned back with extreme speed, and silently hovered beside the Shadow Figure. The Shadow Figure's expressionless face showed an imperceptible upturn at the corner of its mouth before it slowly dissipated.

Long Jiuyyao returned to his senses, and the cultivation method of the Blades of the Seven Deadly Sins was also imprinted in his mind.

Long Jiuyyao was about to put away the Jade Box when a paper catalog fluttered down from it. Long Jiuyyao stared blankly at the images of the seven Blades of the Seven Deadly Sins.

Of course, what made Long Jiuyyao freeze was not any one of the Seven Deadly Sins, but a long blade surrounded by them in the center.

Long Jiuyyao gazed at the catalog, fixated on the nonexistent Eighth Blade, and couldn't even hear the Great Elder calling his name.

"Jiuyyao! Jiuyyao!" The Great Elder on the high platform called out to Long Jiuyyao several times in succession, but received no response.

The Great Elder's aura, vast as an abyss and deep as the sea, flickered for an instant, snapping the dazed Long Jiuyyao awake. Only then did Long Jiuyyao come back to himself, but terror surged in his heart.

The catalog seemed to possess a demonic power, nearly devouring Long Jiuyyao's mind. If not for the Great Elder waking him, he would likely have sunk into the catalog, unable to extricate himself.

"Jiuyyao, are you alright?" the Great Elder asked with concern.

Long Jiuyyao steadied his mind and replied calmly, "Great Elder, this junior suddenly has matters to attend to, so I will take my leave."

Without waiting for the Great Elder to speak, Long Jiuyyao cupped his hands and withdrew.