I Pick up a Lost Godhood

Chapter 452: Chapter 435: Treasure Artifact Sect

As a Sword Cultivator, Mo Chen gazed at the dazzling flashes of sword light, unable to find a single fault. ’How much effort must it have taken to reach this level?’ he wondered.

Suddenly, a sliver of admiration for Wang Meng bloomed within Mo Chen.

Only one who is obsessed with the sword can reach its pinnacle. Wang Meng possessed superhuman talent, a stable mentality, and a diligence that surpassed the ordinary.

’Is there anything in this world that can stop Wang Meng?’

Mo Chen’s own passion was ignited. He had given the Mozi to Wang Meng, so he had simply grabbed a suitable sword for himself. Now, his Long Sword was unsheathed, its Sword Qi soaring to the heavens.

Mo Chen was truly moved to test his skills against Wang Meng.

The Sword Qi flew through the air. No matter how strong one’s Demon Attribute, a child is still a child. The playful Cheng Cheng was finally drawn in by the Sword Qi, abandoning her chase of the butterflies.

The two Swordsmanship masters, Wang Meng and Mo Chen, had now entered the process of validating their Sword Techniques.

Validating Sword Techniques placed extremely high demands on both participants; it was a considerably advanced realm of sparring for Sword Cultivators.

Both were displaying their own understanding of the sword. It didn’t involve laws and could be mutually beneficial. As one of the few top masters of the Taiyin Sect, famous for many years and at his current age, it was natural for Mo Chen to be at this level. Yet in their exchange, Wang Meng’s Sword Intent didn’t fall behind in the slightest.

In fact, Wang Meng even seemed to hold a slight upper hand, and this was despite Mo Chen having a massive advantage in Elemental Power control.

Cheng Cheng watched with great focus. She didn’t know it, but watching Wang Meng and Mo Chen spar these few days would have a tremendous impact on her life.

She was already full of Spiritual Attribute, and now she was directly exposed to the true meaning of the sword. This would save her from many detours on her path. Once one has witnessed the highest level, the mundane and impure can no longer contaminate the heart.

Sword Qi filled the air as the two continued their Sword Fighting for a full ancient hour. Wang Meng was drenched in sweat, but he felt utterly exhilarated. ’This is so much more satisfying!’ he thought. It was a completely different feeling from struggling against the Godhood. With the Godhood, it was a single strike to determine victory or defeat, a continuous cycle of being crushed. If Wang Meng weren’t so damn resilient, he would have broken down long ago. But this kind of sparring allowed him to display his abilities to their fullest and learn from the experience. After one round of Sword Fighting, countless ideas flooded Wang Meng’s mind, his own Spiritual Attribute sparked to life.

Of course, this was also dependent on his past accumulation of experience.

Mo Chen also laughed heartily, feeling as if he had returned to the high-spirited days of his youth, when he was in his prime. Sword Fighting was only interesting when you met your match; otherwise, it was as tasteless as chewing wax. He never expected Wang Meng’s Sword Technique to be so exquisite.

Most people progress from Sword Technique to Sword Intent. Wang Meng’s Sword Technique wasn’t outstanding, but his Sword Intent was simply brilliant.

’It’s impossible to imagine the heights Wang Meng might have reached if he’d been born into one of the Ten Great Sects. He probably would have shocked the world with a single battle long ago.’

’But this is fine too. If Wang Meng hadn’t come from the Holy Hall, how would they have ever met? Every little thing is decided by fate.’

’A golden scale is not a creature of the pond; upon meeting the wind and clouds, it will transform into a dragon!’

Mo Chen eagerly awaited the day he could witness that moment with his own eyes.

Cheng Cheng hadn’t dozed off. She could feel the clash of Sword Intent.

Her small hands clapped loudly. "Big Brother, Grandpa, your Sword Fighting is so beautiful! It’s much prettier than those other people’s Ghost Talismans!"

Wang Meng and Mo Chen looked at each other and burst out laughing. It was amusing that a clash of Sword Intent would be described as "beautiful."

Over the next few days, Wang Meng continued to spar with Mo Chen over their Sword Techniques, and at the same time, they tested the power of the Qiankun Dragon Roar Moon God Statue.

As for the result of that test, only Wang Meng and Mo Chen knew.

Yuu Kunlun had found three experts in the fields of Heart Spirit and Magical Artifacts. Their combat strength wasn’t necessarily top-tier, but they were quite adept at dealing with Magical Artifacts.

Golem Hand Song Zhidao, a master from the Puppet Sect. He had considerable knowledge of all types of Magical Artifacts and was skilled in creating various puppets.

Lui Yun, a master from the Ghost Axe Divine Skill Sect whose craftsmanship was said to be uncanny. He had long been interested in the Treasure Artifact Sect’s Spirit of Divine Sense and naturally wouldn’t pass up this opportunity.

Demon Zhu Zhun, a Loose Cultivator who practiced Primordial Heart Spirit Magic and was a master at the Great Perfection realm.

Yuu Kunlun had expended considerable resources to find these three individuals.

「At the Ten Thousand Spirits Sect.」

The Mother of Ten Thousand Spirits had just finished listening to a report. The Taiyin Sect’s movements were impossible to hide, especially when they were searching for people like this. However, those three were known for their erratic whereabouts; for the Taiyin Sect to find them in such a short time truly showed they had put in a great deal of effort.

"True Mother, should we obstruct them? I’m sure Yue Rantian of the Treasure Artifact Sect is unwilling to let outsiders have his treasure. If we hinder them, the Taiyin Sect will lose a key member!"

the Purple Robe Spirit Master said.

"Where is Wanli?"

"The Crown Prince has already gone to the Treasure Artifact Sect."

"Mm, let him have full authority over this matter," the Mother of Ten Thousand Spirits nodded, before vanishing into her lotus flower.

Jii Wanli had a very open personality, different from the likes of Lin Jinghao. As the heir to the fourth-ranked Major Sect and a top master in his own right, he was also widely sociable. He knew someone in nearly every sect that had any unique strength or characteristic.

The Taiyin Sect’s affairs could not be completely hidden, and every drop of information had reached Jii Wanli’s ears. ’Wang Meng, Zou Chuang, and Xie Tianhua were all injured at the same time. This is interesting,’ he thought. ’Knowing Zou Chuang’s personality, he’s sure to cause some trouble. This means there are already problems within their sect.’

’But for Wang Meng to be able to injure Zou Chuang, he must really have some skills.’

’The reports say the three of them seem to have recovered, but Wang Meng was taken by Mo Chen to his personal cultivation mountain. It looks like things haven’t been resolved properly.’

’A Saint Cultivator causing a ruckus in a Major Sect of Demon Cultivators... Only Mo Chen could come up with such an idea.’

As for the three people they found, Jii Wanli naturally knew of them. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to stop the Taiyin Sect, but that their information channels were similar. To interfere now would be to openly pit the Ten Thousand Spirits Sect against them. A starved camel is still bigger than a horse, and the Taiyin Sect’s camel was far from collapsing.

But while he wouldn’t obstruct the Taiyin Sect from finding those three, he could go directly to the Treasure Artifact Sect.

Yue Rantian was very pleased to receive Jii Wanli and welcomed him warmly. Jii Wanli was, of course, representing the Mother of Ten Thousand Spirits.

Compared to the old and decrepit Taiyin Sect, the Ten Thousand Spirits Sect was like a rising sun. The Mother of Ten Thousand Spirits was still "young," the masters in the sect were gradually reaching their peak, and Jii Wanli was far more famous and personable than Zou Chuang.

One walked a bright and open path, while the other dabbled in assassin circles. The difference in class was obvious. Anyone would prefer to deal with Jii Wanli.

"Ah, Wanli, long time no see! You’ve improved so much again. You remind me of myself when I was young, so full of spirit! HAHA."

"Senior, you praise me too much. I might actually get arrogant," Jii Wanli said with a magnanimous laugh. His demeanor was neither servile nor overbearing, yet he gave Yue Rantian ample face.

"HAHA, you deserve the praise. Now, tell me, what brings you here this time?"

"In your presence, Senior, I won’t beat around the bush. I heard that Yuu Kunlun came looking for you, and even tried to forcibly take the Spirit of Divine Sense. My Master was furious when she heard this. Our Ten Thousand Spirits Sect has received a great deal of help from you, so we absolutely will not stand by and watch this happen!"

This so-called "help" was actually just the Ten Thousand Spirits Sect purchasing some Magical Artifacts from the Treasure Artifact Sect. This was the Treasure Artifact Sect’s way of life and perfectly normal, but the way Jii Wanli said it made it sound as if they were old friends.

Yue Rantian smiled faintly. "Yuu Kunlun’s meager skills aren’t enough to qualify!"

No Sect Leader was without pride, and they certainly couldn’t tolerate others "forcibly taking" from them. Moreover, his was a sect that ranked tenth. To have entered the Ten Great Sects based on Magical Artifacts and shed the title of an unorthodox sect was a source of great pride for Yue Rantian.

The Treasure Artifact Sect was different from typical unorthodox sects. Although they produced Magical Artifacts, the strength of their members was truly formidable. They used their artifacts as capital to strengthen themselves, not to act as mere craftsmen for others.

As for building relationships, people tend to view things from their own favorable perspective. Even though others paid, he still felt his creations were superior and couldn’t be measured by money. Selling them to someone was a sign of giving face. So when Jii Wanli framed it that way, Yue Rantian did feel a touch of smugness.

"Hehe, of course, I know that, Senior. Yuu Kunlun returned in defeat. But you also know the Taiyin Sect won’t let this go. They recently found three capable experts. It seems they’ll be paying you another visit soon!"

Jii Wanli said.

Yue Rantian waved his hand dismissively. "I know about the three people he found. To think those small fries could touch my Spirit of Divine Sense is just wishful thinking!"

"That’s a given, of course. However, the Taiyin Sect is being too disrespectful, treating your sect like a common shop they can just come and go from as they please. The first time was one thing—you were being magnanimous. But now they’re escalating things. If word of this gets out, others might think anyone can just show up here and make demands."

Jii Wanli said, putting on an appearance of righteous indignation.

Yue Rantian was well aware of this. He was a man who cared deeply about face and was very concerned about this matter. But he also knew the Taiyin Sect’s situation and didn’t want to push them to desperation. However, after what Jii Wanli had said, he worried what outsiders might think of him. If people started saying the Treasure Artifact Sect was afraid of the Taiyin Sect, the prestige he had worked so hard to build would be utterly destroyed.

His future Treasure Artifact sales would surely be affected as well. After all, there were still nine other sects above the Treasure Artifact Sect.

"The first time, I gave him a chance for the sake of our shared path as cultivators. If they come again, I won’t be so amicable."

Yue Rantian sneered.

"Senior already has a plan. It seems I’ve spoken out of turn."

"Wanli, since when have you been such a stranger? Your reminder was a good one. That good-for-nothing ’junior sister’ of yours is back as well. If you have nothing else to do, stay for a few days and watch the show."

"Since Senior has commanded it, this junior will naturally obey."

Yue Rantian laughed heartily. He had to admit, seeing the successor of the Ten Thousand Spirits Sect—the most talented disciple of the younger generation—being so respectful before him was a very pleasant feeling.

His Treasure Artifact Sect was excellent in every way and lacked no talent, but his own daughter was too spoiled. She was always running off and disappearing. They had just managed to drag her back. She was talented, but unfortunately, she was too engrossed in trivial skills. While Artifact Refining was important, what was more important was cultivation!

Without power, everything else is just empty talk. The Treasure Artifact Sect had achieved its current status relying on its strength.

Back when the other unorthodox sects were all intoxicated with their unique skills and enjoying the flattery of the major sects, Yue Rantian had already felt a great sense of crisis. Facts had proven just how wise his decision had been.

Of course, Yue Rantian himself was indeed a top-tier master.

’If Jii Wanli and Shan’Er were to get together, they would be a match made in heaven.’

「Taiyin Hall.」

Song Zhidao, Lui Yun, and Zhu Zhun were engaged in a lively discussion, all brimming with confidence.

Wang Meng and Mo Chen had just arrived. Along the way, Wang Meng had also expressed a desire to visit the Treasure Artifact Sect; he was mainly interested in the Spirit of Divine Sense.