Obtaining the Purple Blood Soft Sword

This black circular platform was covered in various intricate magical patterns, so complex they were practically extreme. A magic array was inscribed upon this platform, one only slightly less sophisticated than a Plane Teleportation Array; otherwise, it would have been impossible to trap a powerhouse like Qinghuo, who was nearing Grand Perfection.

As a god who had initially gained enlightenment in the Thunder Element, Hodan did not destroy anything. He transformed directly into the Thunder Element, passed through the cracks in the rock, entered the top of the cavern, and stood beside the black circular platform.

In the center of this black platform, a long purple sword was thrust downward—this was the target of Hodan's trip: the Purple Blood Fiend's weapon, the Purple Blood Soft Sword.

Hodan carefully sensed the long sword embedded in the center of the magic array on the black platform. "Such restrained dark energy."

Hodan took out the sword-type High-Artifact left behind by his parents from his Space Ring, taking one last look at this divine artifact.

Then, holding the sword in his left hand, he instantly sliced his right index finger, pressing his bleeding finger directly onto the purple long sword that had existed for who knows how many years.

The purple long sword, covered in dust and sealed away for an unknown amount of time, seemed to act like a sponge the moment Hodan's drop of blood touched it, easily absorbing the blood. Simultaneously—"Hum~~" The purple long sword suddenly emitted a sword hum and began to vibrate.

The dust covering its surface was completely shaken off, and a strange, eerie blood-red color began to flow faintly across the surface of the purple long sword, as if fresh blood were running along the blade.

Hodan first used his Divine Domain to completely shroud the circular platform, doing his best to prevent any energy from leaking out.

Once everything was prepared, Hodan grabbed the purple long sword and pulled it out with a sudden jerk. "Clang!" A crisp sword hum rang out, seemingly filled with endless joy.

At the same time, Hodan thrust the sword-type High-Artifact he had been holding into the spot where the Purple Blood Soft Sword had originally been.

From the moment the Purple Blood Soft Sword left the magic array on the black platform to the moment it was replaced by Hodan's sword-type High-Artifact, only a brief instant had passed. Coupled with Hodan's suppression using his Divine Domain, this did not cause any fluctuations. Seeing this, Hodan let out a sigh of relief; although he sought wealth at the risk of his life, Hodan still wanted to live well.

After finishing all this, Hodan quickly stored the Purple Blood Soft Sword into his Space Ring and reinforced the area around the platform. At the very least, attacks from Saint-level experts would only slightly damage the surrounding rock, requiring multiple full-power strikes to expose the magic array.

Only then would it seem natural; otherwise, if a Saint-level expert truly couldn't destroy it, it would definitely make people suspicious that there was something else inside, unable to withstand investigation.

He minimized the risk of his replacement of the Purple Blood Soft Sword being exposed. As for Dilin? What did that have to do with Hodan? He could just stay locked in the Plane Prison forever.

As for whether Linley would die at the hands of the Radiant Church because of this incident, Hodan did not care at all. As a person of unfixed fate, Linley would not die so easily. If he really did die like that, Hodan could only say he was sorry.

Transforming into the Thunder Element, he flew away from the Mist Valley at high speed toward the Arctic Icefield. After returning to the Arctic Icefield this time, Hodan did not intend to leave his ice house. He wanted to go into complete seclusion there. Even if he wanted to observe Linley, the protagonist, Hodan would only do so through his divine sense.

Back in his ice house, Hodan did not take out the Purple Blood Soft Sword. He had been too excited when he obtained the Coiling Dragon Ring last time, to the point where he had actually thought about binding it while still in the Yulan Continent. Fortunately, he hadn't been discovered by Beirut, but this time, Hodan was not prepared to take that risk.

He planned to have his Fate God Clone come over to receive it through the Space Ring, then take it to Hell to sell it and exchange it for cultivation resources.

Hodan's Fate God Clone bought some fine wine and flew to the Plane Teleportation Array once again.

The burly man with short golden hair, Peg, was still on duty. When Peg saw Hodan, he greeted him warmly, clearly showing that this enthusiastic fellow still remembered Hodan.

"Yo, Brother Hodan, what brings you here?" Peg looked at Hodan. "Aren't you serving as a Plane Overseer in the Yulan Continent? Is this your divine clone?"

"That's right, Brother Peg. I'm just delivering some supplies to my divine clone in the Yulan Continent," Hodan replied. "Here, brother, this is some fine wine for you to enjoy."

After Hodan finished speaking, he took out quite a bit of fine wine from his Space Ring and handed it to Peg. Of course, he didn't forget to share some with those patrolling with Peg. Everyone smiled and greeted Hodan after receiving the fine wine. Peg became even more enthusiastic, though he only stored the wine in his Space Ring—they were still on patrol. They would have to wait until they were off duty to drink it, otherwise, they would be punished by the army.

Hodan's Fate God Clone stepped into the teleportation array and was transported to the Yulan Continent plane.

In the Yulan Continent, Hodan's Thunder God Clone had long been waiting. The moment the Fate God Clone appeared, Hodan quickly handed the Space Ring containing the Purple Blood Soft Sword to the Fate God Clone. At the same time, the Fate God Clone gave Hodan an empty Space Ring to keep up appearances, then quickly activated the Plane Teleportation Array to send the Fate God Clone back to Hell.

The reaction caused by the Plane Teleportation Array could not, of course, be hidden from Beirut. The moment the Fate God Clone descended, Beirut's divine sense descended upon the teleportation array. However, when he saw Hodan's two divine clones exchanging Space Rings, he didn't pay it any mind. Beirut assumed this was the once-every-ten-years supply transport for a Plane Overseer.

From this point on, Hodan's Thunder God Clone began his long path of seclusion in the ice house on the Arctic Icefield. Aside from occasionally checking on the Baruch family with his divine sense, he did not step out of the ice house again.

Hodan's Fate God Clone, meanwhile, rushed to his residence in Silvermoon City immediately. In Hell, Hodan could only guarantee his safety while inside a city.

In the small bamboo building, Hodan took out the Purple Blood Soft Sword. Looking at the Purple Blood Soft Sword he had obtained, Hodan laughed heartily. After long planning, he had finally obtained one of the items he could exchange for resources.

At the same time, this proved from the side that even the fate of a person like Linley, who had an unfixed fate, could be changed. In the original story, what Linley obtained was the Destruction Divine Weapon in his hand—the Purple Blood Soft Sword. But now, even if he obtained it, it would just be a relatively strong sword-type Thunder High-Artifact, which also caused the Fate God Clone's insights to improve quite a bit.

Hodan looked at the soft sword in his hand. On the hilt of this purple soft sword were two square characters with many strokes. This type of script was the common language of Hell—"Purple Blood."

Hodan carefully examined the 'Purple Blood' soft sword in his hand. The 'Purple Blood' soft sword was as thin as a cicada's wing; it was precisely because it was so thin that, although the material was very special, the weight remained very low, only about five jin. For Hodan, a five-jin soft sword was no burden at all.

Although the Purple Blood Soft Sword was a soft sword, Hodan knew that one only needed to infuse it with battle energy, magical power, or other types of power to make this long sword become straight. It could be soft or hard!

Hodan infused his divine power, and this 'Purple Blood' soft sword immediately became straight. Wisps of space blades actually appeared out of thin air on the edge of the Purple Blood Soft Sword. At the same time, a faint blood-colored halo flowed across the body of the sword, and it emitted a continuous, unending sword hum.

Of course, to Hodan, that sword hum sounded quite ordinary, but if someone below the God-level heard it, it could even take their life.

Hodan took out a piece of mineral unique to Hell; its only characteristic was its hardness, and it was often used to forge divine armor.

Hodan made a swipe at this piece of ore, and the 'Purple Blood,' thin as a cicada's wing, passed through the ore with ease.

Hodan looked at the cross-section of the ore that had been sliced by 'Purple Blood.' "So smooth." There wasn't a trace of roughness on the cross-section. With such a useful weapon, Hodan was almost reluctant to sell it for cultivation resources.

However, Hodan could not only look at the present; he needed to become stronger quickly. Because when he became stronger, he would naturally obtain even stronger weapons, up to Sovereign Artifacts or higher.

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