"I have many methods to resurrect the deceased. One is to recreate a body for her, but my current abilities are limited, and I cannot achieve a perfect resurrection; there will be some flaws."
Secondly, I taught her a cultivation technique, allowing her to cultivate a spiritual body and switch to the Ghost Dao.
With Brother Zheng's approval, Wang Hao pondered for a moment and selected a resurrection method that he could use in this world and with his current strength.
He has only just recovered his cultivation to the Earth Realm, and this world has serious problems, so it doesn't really support such a fantastical operation as resurrection, as it would leave some hidden dangers.
This requires the parties involved to make a choice!
"Master, please accept my bow!"
Before Xuan Jian could speak, Wei Xianxian knelt down and kowtowed, performing the disciple's salute to Wang Hao, clearly choosing the second path.
"Oh? Tell me why you chose this?"
Wei Xianxian's decisiveness piqued Wang Hao's interest, and he wanted to know what she was thinking.
Originally, he planned to create a simple cultivation method based on the Ghost Dao cultivation method of the Primordial World. After all, in the main city of the Primordial World wilderness, he not only obtained the cultivation method of the Jiuli Tribe, but also the remains of some demons and monsters, including a basic cultivation method of the Ghost Dao.
At the same time, the Jiuli Tribe is also skilled in witchcraft and adept at manipulating and cultivating the soul. Combining these skills would create a decent method for cultivating the Ghost Dao.
But now that this clever girl has become his disciple, he can't just make up a random set of techniques; he has to carefully tailor a unique set of techniques specifically for her.
Before doing so, he needed to understand the true thoughts of this cheap disciple in order to determine the direction for development.
"This disciple does not wish to be a burden any longer!"
Looking affectionately at her lover Xuan Jian beside her, Wei Xianxian said resolutely.
Back then, it was because of her that Jian Ge was repeatedly threatened by his father, and even almost died in the end. Over the years, her remnant soul remained in the white sword and witnessed everything Xuan Jian experienced.
Every moment she prayed and called out Xuan Jian's name, fearing that her beloved would completely fall into the Devil Dao.
More than resurrection, she longed for power—the power to no longer be a burden or a hindrance to others.
Before, it was Jian Ge who protected her; now it's her turn to protect Jian Ge.
"I see!"
Wang Hao understood, thought for a moment, then pulled the white sword that had fallen to the ground into his hand, and turned his head to look at the Tianwen Sword in Brother Zheng's hand.
" Brother Zheng, this piece of junk is no longer worthy of you. Why don't I make use of it? I'll forge you a real divine sword when I have time."
When dealing with a great emperor like Brother Zheng, Wang Hao never considered beating around the bush; he always spoke his mind directly and was absolutely honest.
"Please go ahead, sir!"
Brother Zheng readily agreed and generously handed over the Tianwen Sword, which had been with him for over a decade, to Wang Hao.
Hearing Wang Hao's words, Zi Nu and the others' eyes twitched involuntarily, but they had nothing to say.
They had personally witnessed Wang Hao forge Gai Nie's shattered sword into a divine weapon comparable to the Reverse Scale Divine Sword. Clearly, his forging skills were truly formidable, and it was not surprising that he could create a Tianwen Sword.
However, the Tianwen Sword was a peerless divine weapon that the State of Chu had painstakingly forged, and it had been ranked number one for many years.
But now, in this person's mouth, it's become a piece of trash, and it seems they even want to remelt it. If those master Grandmaster knew, they'd probably be so angry they'd vomit blood.
"Buzz!"
Divine swords possess spirits. As the number one sword in the Legend of Qin, the Tianwen Sword naturally possesses great spirituality. It may have sensed the impending great crisis, and its spirituality has been revived, causing it to tremble slightly.
"Don't worry, it's just about getting a better body. Don't be nervous!"
After offering a casual word of comfort, Wang Hao extracted the spirit of the Tianwen Sword and temporarily sealed it within his right hand, intending to retrieve it and integrate it back into his hand when forging the divine sword later.
This will also allow the spirit of the Tianwen Sword to better unite with Brother Zheng, and it seems that Sword One is forged, it can directly complete the recognition of its master.
Otherwise, it would be ridiculous if the divine sword were forged but then recognized someone else as its master.
Without hesitation, Wang Hao manipulated the magnetic field, drawing lightning from the thunderclouds in the sky to strike continuously. Using electromagnetic force, he melted the Tianwen Sword and the Xuan Jian Twin Swords, refining out the impurities within, and finally reforging them into a set of black and white twin swords.
The black sword was heavy, while the white sword was flexible, just right for Xuan Jian and Wei Xianxian to use.
"Alright, this will be your future swords. Xianxian, I've sealed the Ghost Dao techniques within the White Sword. Study them carefully, and the White Sword will also nourish your remnant soul."
Wang Hao tossed the two longswords he had just forged to Xuan Jian. Wei Xianxian's soul solidified as soon as it came into contact with the white sword, clearly indicating that the supple white sword was a perfect match for her.
Xuan Jian, on the other side, stared blankly at the black sword in his hand.
Because this is a longsword without a hilt, only a bare blade, and even the blade is hollow.
"I have also sealed a cultivation technique within the black sword, which is quite suitable for you. However, if you want to cultivate it, you'd better find a piece of Mystic Yin Withered Bone; only then will the black sword be complete."
"Now, you can go up to that Divine Iron Tree, cut off a branch, and stuff it in there to make do."
Wang Hao noticed Xuan Jian's confusion and casually pointed to the huge Divine Ironwood on the mountaintop.
Since he was the husband of his own disciple, he naturally had to take care of him and thus created a set of exclusive cultivation techniques for him.
The problem with the hollow greatsword lies in the limited materials available, which only allow for the creation of a hollow blade.
" Mystic Yin Withered Bone?"
Xuan Jian's expression of doubt deepened, clearly indicating that he had never heard of such a thing.
"He really is a bad person, actually using human bones to forge a sword!"
Hong Lian, standing to the side, couldn't help but mutter under her breath, clearly disapproving of Wang Hao's wicked behavior.
"Princess, you are mistaken. The Xuanming Withered Bone is not a human skeleton, but a kind of mysterious tree species that grows in the Xuan Yin Land, resembling a skeleton. If I remember correctly, the staff wielded by the Corpse-Driving Demon under Tian Ze's command seems to be made of Mystic Yin Withered Bone."
Zhang Liang, with his extensive knowledge and excellent memory, provided the answer, which could be considered as doing Wang Hao and Xuan Jian a favor, but he was rewarded with an unfriendly look from Yan Lingji.
After all, the Corpse-Driving Demon was her companion, and Zhang Liang's words were clearly ill-intentioned. If this were to cause conflict between the master, the Corpse-Driving Demon, Xuan Jian, and even Wang Hao, it would be extremely unfortunate.
" Contractor, should you go, or should I go, or should Xuan Jian go?"
Wang Hao turned his gaze to Yan Lingji and teased her.
"Let them go back instead!"
With a sigh, Yan Lingji rolled her eyes at him with a hint of resentment.
If she lets that guy go, she might have to arrange her master's funeral tomorrow. It's better for her to go herself. Besides, too many things happened today, and she really needs to go back and report to her master.
"I won't make things difficult for you. Here's a witchcraft technique for creating zombies. Take it back and exchange it with the Corpse-Driving Demon; I'm sure he'll agree."
Wang Hao flicked out Daoliu, passing on the secret method for refining Soldier Man Blood Corpse to Yan Lingji.
This thing is a tradition of the Jiuli Tribe. He only obtained the basic version, which is not very useful to him. But I imagine that a weakling like the Corpse-Driving Demon would be happy to exchange it for.
"The person who Corpse-Driving Demon thanked you, sir!"
After browsing through the lineage of witchcraft, Yan Lingji smiled charmingly.
With this witchcraft, let alone getting the Corpse-Driving Demon to give up his staff, he would definitely be happy to trade all his possessions. Now I don't have to struggle to figure out how to fool that guy.
That jerk is such a thoughtful person!
"Huff huff..."
Han Fei, who had just run down from the mountaintop, looking at the group of people in front of him, lingered for a moment on Wei Xianxian's illusory figure, and asked in confusion, "Excuse me, have I missed something?"
He was certain that something big had just happened here; he had clearly missed a good show.
"As expected, Mr. Wang Hao is much more interesting than you!"
Her beautiful eyes darted between Han Fei and Wang Hao. Yan Lingji found Han Fei utterly uninteresting; this man, who had once been quite intriguing to her, was behaving terribly today.
Other things are tolerable, but this rookie-level skill is simply appalling.
After saying that, Yan Lingji stopped looking at Han Fei, gave Wang Hao a flirtatious wink, and then flew down the mountain in a flash.
She needed to report everything here to her master as soon as possible.
"Why?"
Han Fei stared speechlessly at the rapidly receding fiery red figure, feeling as if he had been abandoned and disliked.
Are all women such fickle, greedy men?
"Miss Lingji is likely to face difficulties on her journey!"
Zhang Liang sighed, understanding that Yan Lingji's trip this time was very likely to cause a rift with Tian Ze, or even turn them into enemies.
"If the former Tian Ze was indeed a wise crown prince, he has been tormented by hatred for ten years and has fallen into the abyss. He cannot tolerate subordinates who are stronger than himself."
With a serious expression, Han Fei agreed with Zhang Liang's assessment.
He knew that Wang Hao had passed on the Zhurong Divine Instruction to him during the day. He had also heard of the Zhurong Divine Instruction Technique, a martial art that was popular among the Baiyue, but unfortunately it had been lost long ago, with only some fragments remaining.
Even so, it still created a master like Yan Lingji. If the incomplete version is so terrifying, one can imagine how powerful the complete Zhurong Divine Instruction must be.
If Yan Lingji doesn't reveal the Zhurong Divine Instruction, things will be fine. But once she does, it will definitely make Tian Ze wary, and it's hard to predict what he will do.
Given Yan Lingji's personality and loyalty to Tian Ze, she obviously wouldn't hide this matter, so Yan Lingji is in a bit of trouble this time.
Thinking of this, Han Fei and the others turned their gaze to Wang Hao, but saw that he still had a light smile on his face, seemingly not worried about Yan Lingji's safety on this trip.
"It seems you had this planned in advance, sir. You were simply being nosy."
Han Fei understood from Wang Hao's calm demeanor that this was something Wang Hao had anticipated, and that the other party must have taken countermeasures.
"I think Mr. Wang Hao arranged all of this on purpose, didn't he? He just wants to win the heart of the beauty, doesn't he?"
Zi Nu smiled enigmatically, clearly convinced that all of this was the result of Wang Hao's scheme. She suspected that his instruction of the Zhurong Divine Instruction was intended to make Tian Ze wary and thus turn against Yan Lingji.
Yan Lingji, now without anyone to rely on, be able to escape this man's grasp?
Sure enough, men are all philandering bastards!
"Sir, isn't it wrong to scheme against a woman like this?"
Han Fei frowned, a hint of bitterness rising in his heart, as he strongly disapproved of Wang Hao's methods.
"What? Our dignified Ninth Prince of State of Han, now the Minister of Justice, would be jealous over a woman?"
Wang Hao gave him a mocking look; how could he not hear the hint of sourness in the other person's words?
"No, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!"
Han Fei was shocked and cautiously glanced at Zi Nu beside him. When he saw her icy expression, his face turned pale.
Oh no, I've angered Miss Zi Nu! My future drinking expenses are probably going to double!