Immortality Martial Arts: I Started with the Five Animals Health Fist

Chapter 479: Chapter 175: Unparalleled Blade Intent! The Iron-Cutting Sword that Shocks the World and Horrifies the Public! (10,000-Word Mega Chapter)_1

“Still not working?”

In the forging room filled with furnaces, the burly Nangong Ming held a sawtooth blade in his hand, a look of reluctance on his face.

The sawtooth blade in Nangong Ming’s hand had a strange shape, pitch black in color, its body straight, and its edge sharp and dense like shark teeth. Most bizarrely, the sawtooth blade appeared to have closed eyes on it.

Nangong Ming held the sawtooth blade, sighed deeply, and said, “A demon-slicing divine weapon? It should be a real monster soldier!”

Nangong Ming stood up, enclosed the odd sawtooth blade in a sealed iron box, and hid it away in a secret room, storing it carefully.

“I must forge a demon-slicing divine weapon! I’m close!”

Nangong Ming turned around, his eyes filled with determination.

The demon-slicing divine weapon was the masterpiece that he as a weapon forging master pursued. But indeed, this demon-slicing divine weapon had already surpassed the category of ordinary weapons. To forge such a divine weapon, the alignment of the right time, place, and people was essential, and none could be missing!

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In the residence of Divine Weapon Villa, Su Changkong, who had practiced blade until late into the night, went straight to bed to recover his exhausted spirit. His body had acquired numerous sword and blade wounds incurred during the battle with the martial artists’ shadows.

In his sleep, Su Changkong’s depleted spirit recovered, and his internal Heaven Silkworm True Qi operated automatically, perfectly repairing his wounds.

The next day, Su Changkong went to the forging room at the mountaintop as usual to start a new day of work, hammering and refining his forging skills.

“There are new weapons coming in!”

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Su Changkong’s eyes brightened; this time, he received a pair of severely damaged blades that could only be reforged.

“Clang, clang, clang!”

While recasting and reforging the pair of blades, Su Changkong contemplated the divinity left in them.

Through contemplating the divinity, Su Changkong saw a long-haired man wielding a pair of blades, performing a set of blade technique. The blades in his hands were Yin and Yang, one firm and the other gentle, extremely exquisite. Even Su Changkong had to admire and was thrilled, “Another new opponent!”

For Su Changkong, understanding the divine intent lingering in these weapons allowed him to materialize shapes from intents and create shadows of martial artists to battle against, serving as whetstones for his own blade technique. By constantly learning and incorporating their strengths, he could take his blade technique to a higher level!

Almost every day, Su Changkong’s blade technique improved as he defeated one strong enemy after another, thoroughly dominating them on the level of blade technique!

Anyone asking Divine Weapon Villa for help in repairing or reforging was no ordinary expert; ninety percent of them were Innate Martial Artists.

Those who had ascended to innate were no weaklings; each one had their own expertise, whether it be exceptional swordsmanship, divine blade technique, or the practice of exotic weapons like the Yin-Yang Blades and Yin-Yang Whips, each with their own characteristics.

Just on the martial arts skills level, without the aid of footwork techniques or the enhancement from one’s cultivation realm, even those with profound skills might not be able to crush someone with lower cultivation in terms of weapons or hand-to-hand combat abilities.

Battling against them, the slightest mistake could mean death!

Su Changkong was almost injured every day; when single opponents posed no challenge, Su Changkong would take on multiple enemies at once, materializing several martial artists’ divine intents all at once. Even against so many experts with distinct characteristics, Su Changkong frequently sustained injuries.

In the most severe case, Su Changkong’s arm was chopped off during a battle, forcing him to request a two-day leave from Lu Ya to rest and heal.

“What’s going on with Su Tailai? How come there are new wounds on his body every day?”

Lu Ya was even more perplexed.

Each time during the day when Su Changkong forged weapons bare-chested in the forging room, Lu Ya keenly noticed the scars on Su Changkong’s body. Some of these scars were shallow, some deep, almost fatal, and some seemed quite fresh, as if recently inflicted.

“Blade wounds, sword wounds, and these large areas of bruising like they were caused by a whip…”

Lu Ya was a weapon forging master of Divine Weapon Villa and also one of the villa’s few Innate Martial Artists. His insights were sharp, and he could tell that the wounds on Su Changkong’s body came from different types of weapons.

This made Lu Ya incredulous and unable to understand how Su Changkong, who never left the villa, could seem like he was in life-and-death battles every day against experts proficient with various types of weapons!

Su Changkong’s Turtle Breath Technique had reached the 10th realm; he concealed his aura and did not reveal it actively, making it difficult for others to gauge his level. Not even an Innate Martial Artist like Lu Ya could do so!

“This Su Tailai… is truly extraordinary!” Lu Ya thought to himself.

Ever since Su Changkong came to Divine Weapon Villa, Lu Ya could sense his extraordinary qualities. In terms of weapon forging, his proficiency was as deep as the villa’s weapon forging masters!

Besides, Su Changkong managed to keep his own abilities hidden from Lu Ya’s perception, illustrating that his martial arts cultivation could not be weak!

But none of that mattered. Su Changkong came to Divine Weapon Villa only to learn the art of forging, and Nangong Ming had personally allowed it. As long as Su Changkong didn’t do anything harmful to their Divine Weapon Villa or damage their interests, what did it matter where he came from?

In fact, Su Changkong never did anything out of line in the villa; he toiled diligently every day in weapon forging, willingly and without complaint. He was a model of hard work. In his rest time, he never wandered and only practiced quietly in his own residence.

Although Lu Ya had not known Su Changkong for long, he could see that Su Changkong was not some sinister villain harboring ulterior motives. He seemed more like a seeker, someone who would relentlessly pursue and strive for his goals.