Several more months passed in this way.
On this day, Chen Shuangbai slowly awoke from his cultivation. The vast water-elemental essence surrounding his body, like smoke, entered through his mouth and nose, settled in his Dantian, and was slowly refined by the two Moon Lord Divine Manifestation.
What is it?
The clear voice carried beyond the cave abode.
Wenxiu waited respectfully outside the stone gate. Hearing her master's voice, she replied, "Master, someone from the gate has come and says that the forging of your Law Treasure is nearing completion. They request your presence."
The crafting of Law Treasure... Chen Shuangbai suddenly understood.
"It must be the flying sword that Elder Yao forged for himself!"
After thinking it through, Chen Shuangbai slowly withdrew his Law Power, and the stone door opened in response. He leaped out and landed in front of the cave abode, where he saw Wenxiu obediently bowing.
Where is he?
Wenxiu replied, "Inside the thatched hut."
Chen Shuangbai nodded and rode his escape light to the thatched hut, where he found someone already waiting for him. Upon seeing the person's face clearly, Chen Shuangbai couldn't help but smile and say, " Senior Brother Du, why did you come in person?"
The person who arrived was none other than Du Zifeng.
Du Zifeng turned around, about to greet Chen Shuangbai, but Chen Shuangbai stopped him, saying, "There are no outsiders here, why be so polite?"
Du Zifeng replied, "Etiquette cannot be abandoned, otherwise what will become of the sect's rules and regulations?"
Unable to persuade him otherwise, Chen Shuangbai could only forcefully change the subject, asking, "But does Martial Uncle Yao have any instructions?"
Du Zifeng replied, "I have no orders... It's just that the forging of your flying sword is nearing completion, and it needs the sword master's essence Essence Blood to nourish its spirit, so I've come to invite you."
A glint flashed in Chen Shuangbai, and she said, "Then what are we waiting for!"
Swordsmanship is Chen Shuangbai's most relied-upon means of self-defense. If he had a flying sword in hand, Jin Wuyu even be able to use his Law Treasure that day, and would have been defeated by him within three moves.
Now that the flying sword is about to be forged, he is naturally eager.
That's all.
Chen Shuangbai directly used a beam of light to pull Du Zifeng along, about to fly out of the cave abode... But in that instant, Chen Shuangbai suddenly remembered something—
" Senior Brother Du... where is Martial Uncle Yao now?"
Du Zifeng's smile finally became more genuine, realizing that the genius standing before him, ahead of most inner disciple, was still the same Junior Brother Chen he had met in the outer sect.
"Naturally, it's at Three Yang Peaks."
Three Yang Peaks, Upper Yang Peak, Earth No. 7 Instrument Room.
As soon as Chen Shuangbai and Du Zifeng reached the door, they felt a wave of intense heat wash over them, making the air feel scorching and the surrounding rocks glowing red.
The stone door opened with a bang, and a wave of even more intense heat, almost scorching, surged out.
Chen Shuangbai, being Foundation Establishment, possessed abundant Law Power and was able to resist. Du Zifeng, on the other hand, clearly took a small step back, his face showing signs of strain.
It's obvious.
The power of the earth fire here is beyond what Du Zifeng, who is in the Late Qi Refining Stage, can withstand.
He was quite sensible and withdrew, saying, "My master is inside."
Chen Shuangbai nodded and stepped inside.
The interior of the chamber was much more spacious than it appeared from the outside. In the center was a massive, blood-red Bagua furnace, with raging fire beneath it spewing out golden-red flames several meters high, illuminating the entire chamber.
The golden-red flames beneath the furnace were gradually fading, indicating that the refining process was indeed nearing its end.
Yao Jie was slowly finishing his work, and in a pool of Cold Spring in front of him, a sword prototype was floating.
Chen Shuangbai realized that the Cold Spring must have been drawn from the Shattered Star River; it was crystal clear and icy cold, suitable for both alchemy and artifact crafting.
He looked at the sword blank again.
The object, about three feet long and two fingers wide, had a strange texture that was neither gold nor jade. Because it was not yet fully completed, it only had a hidden spiritual energy, but no other unusual phenomena.
Yao Jie was admiring his masterpiece when he suddenly noticed someone approaching. He looked closely and said, "Nephew, you've come at just the right time. All that's missing is for you to imbue it with your Essence Blood essence."
Chen Shuangbai did not rush forward to perform the incantation, but instead bowed deeply to Yao Jie, saying, "Thank you, Uncle-Master, for forging this sword for me!"
Yao Jie waved his hand and said, "What are you saying... It was all bestowed by the sect; I was just doing it on their behalf."
"That's also a masterpiece of my martial uncle's skill!"
When Yao Jie first learned about Chen Shuangbai, he envied Yi Chongyue for having taken on such a talented disciple. However, after getting to know Chen Shuangbai, he discovered that Chen Shuangbai was not only exceptionally talented, but also impeccable in her conduct and treatment of her teachers. Yao Jie couldn't help but feel even more envious.
He thought of his disciple again and couldn't help but sigh softly.
"Let's activate the spirit first."
Chen Shuangbai nodded and said no more.
He slowly stepped forward, arriving at the chilling Cold Spring, and gazed at the floating sword blank.
The sword blank floated quietly in the center of the Cold Spring, its blade smooth as a mirror, reflecting the firelight on the rock wall above the crafting chamber, yet strangely, it remained untouched by any moisture, as if separated from its surroundings by an invisible membrane.
Yao Jie's voice rang out at the opportune moment, saying, " Martial Nephew Chen, calm your mind and concentrate, mix a wisp of your life essence with your heart's Essence Blood, and slowly drip it onto the sword."
Chen Shuangbai did as instructed.
He raised his right hand, pointing his fingers like a sword. A drop of golden-red light dripped from his fingertip, which he lifted with his Divine Sense and slowly dripped onto the sword blank.
The silvery-blue light surged instantly, illuminating the entire chamber!
The drop of golden-red Essence Blood gradually spread down the sword's body, and was then absorbed into the sword embryo bit by bit. The previously hidden and mysterious patterns seemed to come alive, lighting up one by one.
The spiritual energy surging above was completely released, layer upon layer, like ripples on water, or like frost flowers under the moon, clear and pure, with an indescribable Daoist charm within.
The sword embryo emitted clear, melodious dragon roars, like the sound of an icy spring gurgling over rocks, causing the entire crafting chamber to vibrate and hum.
Chen Shuangbai released his Law Power and poured it into the spirit sword. As expected, there was no obstruction, and he easily refined the spirit sword. The original embryonic form gradually detached, revealing the spirit sword body covered with fine, frost-like patterns.
Even more remarkably, the moment the sword was formed, it leaped out of the Cold Spring on its own, transforming into a three-foot-long streak of frost-blue light that swirled and danced around Chen Shuangbai, scattering specks of cool, clear light, like frost flowing under the moon or jade splashing in a cold spring, full of spirituality.
"Excellent! It possesses innate spirituality and spontaneous sensitivity! This sword has become sentient!"
Elder Yao Jie clapped his hands and laughed heartily, his eyes filled with satisfaction.
Chen Shuangbai stretched out his hand, and the frost-blue light, like a swallow returning to its nest, lightly landed in his palm. The radiance surrounding it gradually faded, revealing the true form of the sword.
"What a fine spirit sword!"