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Night fell.

Heaven and earth grew still as spiritual energy gathered.

Fang Qing sat cross-legged and pointed at the Dark-Yellow Astral-Force Gathering Bottle.

Strands of Primordial Water Astral Force spilled out. Washed and refined by his magic power, they grew ever clearer, like a stream sweeping through the medicine garden.

A biting chill arose, and the sound of a babbling spring seemed to fill the air.

This was naturally a boon from his reincarnation as the Heavenly Water Pivot-Holding Year Nature.

By the time the Great Sun rose in the east, his magic power carried a hint of ten thousand waters and ten thousand arts flowing into one current. It seemed to have become a mighty river, rushing on without end.

"Gang Refining—complete."

"I've also cultivated the Two Principles Sword Technique to its peak. Next, I should study a more advanced sword classic."

"But that damned Bai Ku is still holding on to my Heavenly River Sword Art—"

Fang Qing gave a cold laugh and let the matter be.

The Heavenly River Sword Art would only be icing on the cake. With the Wave-Treading Immortal Scripture, an inheritance from a sky scripture, he could at least hope to become a Heavenly Immortal and ascend.

If you dare stall me, I'll stall you next time. Let's see what you do when your disciple is caught in a Fire Tribulation—

No. At the rate I'm cultivating, I'll probably have attained a Dharma Body before the Dragon-Slaying Sword even faces his tribulation—

He shook his head and calculated with his fingers.

With Silken Causality Bind wrapped around it, I can see quite a bit more—

A lush green mountain with steps cut into its slopes immediately appeared before Fang Qing's eyes.

Spiritual energy settled over it, and immortal mist curled around its