Chapter 45: Forging the Five Animals in the Sword Rain, Sword Pool Gathers Within the Embryonic Breath

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The mist on the mountain dispersed halfway, and the spring rain fell finely. The rain became heavier and heavier, and every single drop of spring rain seemed to be mixed with sword qi that rose from this towering mountain!

It was clearly an inanimate mountain, but because of the dispersion of the sword qi, it seemed to have come alive. It was like a vast heavenly god that looked down at the mortal living beings climbing on its body.

The Sixth Mountain of the Sacred Mountain was like a mountain formed by an immortal sword that had fallen into the mortal world.

Half of the mountain was covered in thick fog, but halfway down the mountain, peach blossoms bloomed and the stone path was clear. A white-robed figure walked up the stairs alone and with difficulty.

At the foot of the mountain, the sunlight path had long dissipated. The sunset clouds overlapped as if they were angry at the humiliation of being cut open earlier, and a majestic rain fell.

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However, the cultivators gathered at the foot of the mountain did not care at all. They widened their eyes and stared at the white plum-like figure on the stone path at the foot of the mountain.

“This person actually gave up the chance to become the Mountain Guardian and chose to climb the mountain to fight for the Little Sacred Token?!” “How arrogant! He actually dares to defy the Mountain Lord like this?”

“Perhaps… it’s because of the Lin Residence’s Hua Jiebing who has just ascended to the mountain? Does she think that this young man is worthy of the Little Sacred Token?”

All sorts of voices sounded out endlessly, and even the torrential rain couldn’t wash away their enthusiasm.

After Zhong Shunchao, Ye Chong, and Luo Qingchen passed by An Le, they did not choose to leave the mountain. The three of them were a little enthusiastic.

An Le climbed the mountain for the Little Sacred Token.

Only the Mountain Lord had the right to distribute the Little Sacred Token. There were two ways to obtain the Little Sacred Token. The first was for the elders of the family to pay a sufficient price for them to obtain the Little Sacred Token from the Mountain Lord.

The other method was to obtain the Mountain Lord’s favor and pass the Mountain Lord’s test.

The two methods were not easy. The first was that the Mountain Lord’s temperament was uncertain and he might not be willing to exchange for it. The second was even more so for the illusory affinity.

Therefore, when they found out that An Le actually had a chance and had the guts to retrieve the Little Sacred Token, Zhong Shunchao and Ye Chong were filled with admiration.

They were eager and did not choose to go down the mountain. Instead, they followed An Le and climbed the mountain with him.

After experiencing the invisible blow caused by An Le, Luo Qingchen’s expression was bitter. He originally wanted to go down the mountain, but after thinking about it, he also followed Zhong Shunchao and Ye Chong up the mountain.

They were only fighting for a slim chance to climb the mountain. What if their performance was better than the youth who climbed the mountain? Perhaps…

they could gain the favor of the Mountain Lord and obtain the Little Sacred Token?

The heavy rain was majestic. On the washed stone path, water flowed like a short waterfall.

After the young man in white, the three of them climbed the mountain again.

At the foot of the mountain, many cultivators gathered. When they saw Luo Qingchen and company climbing the mountain without being expelled by the Mountain Lord, they were tempted.

It did not seem impossible to climb this mountain. If… their brilliance overshadowed that young man, they might be able to create a legend.

Instantly, cultivators floated out of the carriages that were parked in the rain.

They held oil-paper umbrellas and were like flowers blooming in the world. They were like hundreds of boats fighting to reach the stone path of Green Mountain.

At that moment, An Le couldn’t care less about the many cultivators who had followed behind him and planned to take advantage of this opportunity.

However, even if he cared, he did not have the right to interfere. The Mountain Lord did not stop them, so he accepted this.

The opportunity was there. It was connected to fate. What belonged to you could not be taken away. If it was taken away, it meant that it was not fated.

The mighty soared into the sky and looked spectacular. The river was vast, but it only flowed in one direction.

The water flowing down the stone path contained sword qi, like a surging river, blocking the path ahead.

After taking the first step, An Le felt sword qi rising from the mountain. An invisible pressure descended, and his shoulders seemed to be carrying the mountain as he walked with difficulty.

The blood qi at the perfected-stage first realm of Body Tempering in his body surged at this moment, but it could not suppress the sword qi in the water at all. His body swayed, and there was a faint risk of being washed away.

After crossing about ten steps with difficulty, he felt that it was very strenuous and his speed was extremely slow.

However, An Le was not in a hurry. He looked through the rain firmly and stared at the next stone step. He felt the sword qi and pressure and mobilized his leg muscles to step onto the next step.

Zhong Shunchao and Ye Chong followed behind An Le with strange expressions.

“Why so slow?”

“The sword qi pressure at the foot of the mountain has just surged, and it’s already so difficult to move. How can you fight for the Little Sacred Token like

The two of them looked at each other with confusion in their eyes. They did not look down on each other, but they were a little stunned.

Looking at a spot and seeing the entire leopard, seeing a leaf and knowing deep autumn.

Although they could not see through him, they could guess that the young man’s cultivation level might not be high.

“First realm of Body Tempering, and the Spirit Refinement has just formed the

Embryonic Breath. That’s all.”

Luo Qingchen said with his hands behind his back. His Confucian robe fluttered, and sword qi lingered around him, preventing the wind and rain from touching him.

Zhong Shunchao and Ye Chong were stunned. The surrounding cultivators holding umbrellas were also shocked.

With such a low cultivation level… he was actually unwilling to be the Mountain Guardian and even wanted to take a gamble with the Little Sacred Token. Was he crazy?

Was he overestimating himself?

However, no one mocked him. After all, the young man was favored by the Mountain Lord and could have entered the Sacred Mountain, but he was unwilling.

They were not qualified to laugh at this kind of courage to fight for the Little Sacred Token in the cultivation path.

However, many cultivators were eager because this meant that the chances of them obtaining the Little Sacred Token were increasing.

The rain roared as the cultivators silently climbed the mountain.

Luo Qingchen stared at An Le’s back. He had been dealt a huge blow, and there was no longer a confident smile on his face. After staring at him for a long time, he exhaled and walked past An Le cautiously.

There were no abnormalities.

Then, Luo Qingchen broke through the wind and rain with his hands behind his back and ascended the mountain.

Zhong Shunchao and Ye Chong, who were at the side, did not choose to follow behind An Le slowly. They passed by the white clothes in the rain and ascended the stairs.

The rain was heavy, and the sky was not waiting for anyone.

One cultivator after another surpassed An Le and ascended the Green Mountain.

Unknowingly, An Le fell behind.

However, he was not the last. Behind him, there was another figure holding an oil-paper umbrella. She was dressed in plain clothes and wore a veil, so her face could not be seen clearly.

The girl followed behind An Le and watched quietly. When she saw the bamboo sword at An Le’s waist, her eyes narrowed slightly. Then, she watched the young man stagger.

She wanted to see what right he had to fight for this Little Sacred Token.

An Le climbed the stairs step by step, the pressure increasing. Every drop of rain contained sword qi that wanted to nail him to the mountain steps.

He could not care less about others. His thoughts were only left with climbing the mountain. The Qi Blood in his body was unable to circulate due to the rain mixed with the cold spring. It was as if shackles were covering his body. It was difficult for him to move forward and retreat.

This situation was his own choice, and he did not regret it.

When his mental power visualized the Sword Waterfall Diagram, the billions of spring raindrops that fell from the sky seemed to transform into billions of sword qi, like a waterfall or the Milky Way.

At this moment, it coincided with the scene of the Sword Waterfall Diagram.

Without hesitation, An Le augmented all the Age Qi he had absorbed today with the Sword Waterfall Diagram, causing the Age Qi to increase from four wisps to eleven wisps.

With a thought, he entered the Embryonic Breath state and explored his body with his mental power. His breathing was as calm as a thin stream.

The Innate Swordsman Dao Fruit seemed to have awakened at this moment. It was like a greedy sponge, absorbing the sword qi mixed in the cold spring rain.

The [Thousand-year Genius] Dao Fruit trembled slightly as well.

An Le’s mental power strengthened in his visualization. In the Niwan Palace, a sword floated quietly. Strands of sword qi grew around it, seemingly intertwining into a Sword Pool.

The scene of the past that he had once watched appeared in front of him.

A young man forged the Five Animals under the waterfall.

An Le’s eyes lit up as he looked up at the sky. The storm was like a waterfall, and he wanted to use the torrential rain to advance his Body Tempering cultivation.

The girl behind him suddenly widened her bright eyes under the veil.

This was because the youth stood on the stone steps and actually began to practice the Five Animals Body Tempering Technique.

Tiger Form, Bear Form, Ape Form, Deer Form, Bird Form… On the square stone steps, the Five Animals Body Tempering was performed!

The shackles that had been sealing the young man’s body were dispersed with a bang. His Qi Blood boiled and ran under his skin. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth suddenly came like a spring breeze. It was mixed with the sword qi in the rain and mixed with his Qi Blood bit by bit. It seeped into his limbs and bones!

At this moment, An Le entered the second realm of Body Tempering and forged the Sword Qi Spirit Bone!

Spirit Refinement and Body Tempering were carried out at the same time. The Embryonic Breath condensed the Sword Pool and the Five Animals forged the Sword Qi Spirit Bone!

What kind of talent was this?!

The umbrella-wielding girl behind An Le looked surprised.

If it were an ordinary first realm Body Tempering cultivator, they would probably have their backs broken by this Green Mountain Sword Rain.

However, the young man actually went against the current and drew sword qi to forge his Spirit Bone, observing the sword rain and condensing the Sword Pool!

What boldness!

No wonder he had the confidence to take a gamble with this Little Sacred Token.

On the mountain path, the world suddenly fell silent.

An Le opened his eyes and smiled. After stepping into the second realm of Body Tempering and breaking the shackles, the sword qi that filled the mountain stairs became gentle, and the pressure out of thin air was like a spring breeze.

He raised his foot and stepped on the next stone step.

Then, he walked step by step smoothly without any obstruction.

Luo Qingchen reached the 280th step and could no longer maintain his elegance. The rain drenched his face and Confucian shirt.

He raised his foot, but he could not land on the next step.

Sword qi spewed out, and the pressure was like a mountain.

On the 300th step, the dark green sword stabbed into the peach blossom tree let out a clear sword cry. It was cheering and jumping for joy.

However, Luo Qingchen could only look into the distance.

The rain slid down the corners of his eyes with indignation.

Zhong Shunchao and Ye Chong were the same. They sighed, knowing that this Little Sacred Token had no fate with them.

On the mountain path, oil-paper umbrellas were scattered messily. The cultivators lost their relaxed mood and encountered indestructible shackles and obstacles.

Some of their faces contorted, some gave up struggling, and some sighed…

Indeed, it was not so easy to freeload.

Suddenly.

There were clear footsteps, and the rain burst under them. It was rhythmic and gentle.

Ignoring the sound of the leaves throughout the forest, why not let out one’s voice and walk slowly at one’s own pace?

The white-robed young man, who was originally at the back, calmly ascended the stairs with a tattered bamboo sword at his waist.

There was no longer any difficulty or obstruction.

He surpassed cultivators who stopped on the stone path one after another.

He surpassed Zhong Shunchao and Ye Chong.

He surpassed Luo Qingchen, who could not move an inch.

After ascending the mountain for 300 steps and arriving under the peach blossom tree, the entire Green Mountain seemed to be charming because of this.

An Le reached out and held the Ink Pool Sword in front of everyone.

He pulled it out naturally..