Lord Xue Ying

An hour later.

Xue Ying had already brought Magic Servant Zi Bai to the Fan Clan shop. Even though it was late at night, the entire Treasured Goods Market was still bright and bustling with activity.

“Prince Xue Ying, my clan master has already given orders for me to wait for you.” There was already a plump old man standing outside by the door of the Fan Clan shop. He welcomed Xue Ying with a smile. If this was a cultivator at similar power, he would definitely pay greater regard to his reputation, and would definitely not be waiting outside the shop so enthusiastically for a Unity realm genius.

But this plump old man was a magic servant and had to completely follow the orders of his master.

“I apologize for the trouble, manager.” Xue Ying mentioned.

“Prince Xue Ying, this way please.” The plump old man enthusiastically guided the way. The party soon arrived on the third floor. Currently, since it was late at night, there were not many guests in the shop. The third floor was empty without a single soul on it.

Xue Ying did not waste time. He directly walked to that spearhead. This spearhead was floating in midair, and it was emitting spatial fluctuations that caused space to fold. Many levels of forbidding arrays wrapped around this spearhead like how a shell would wrap around the yolk.

“Please wait a moment.”

The plump old man said. He then began controlling the array. One could see the layers of forbidding array expanding to a size just enough to wrap around Xue Ying within. A breath later, the layers of egg-shell-like forbidding array expanded a to a few meters long with Xue Ying situated entirely inside.

“Prince Xue Ying, you may proceed now.” The plump old man smiled.

“Many thanks.”

Xue Ying thanked the old man before turning back to the floating spearhead in front. The original owner of this spearhead, the ‘Scarlet Cloud Paragon Master’ had already fallen during the first War of the Ancient Nations. In other words, the existence of this spear had been there even longer than the six great ancient nations! It was hard to find out if there were any more stories behind this spear that made it break into two.

“Chi chi chi”, the spearhead was always causing the surrounding space to fold. Many spatial fluctuations could be seen with the naked eyes.

Xue Ying then extended his hand onto this spearhead.

The spearhead felt cold. It was vaguely giving off an endless sharpness that felt like tearing his hand apart. But Xue Ying had ultimately cultivated the “Southern Cloud Sacred Body” to the sixth level. How could he be injured by this incomplete weapon? Much less Xue Ying had a formidable control of the void.

“Weng.”

Xue Ying closed his eyes. He sent his consciousness in.

“Hong!”

There was a wave of ringing in his mind. Xue Ying could clearly perceive the elaborate and dark, unpredictable maelstrom stairways rapidly converging at its core. That time when Xue Ying was merely comprehending the spear body, he was looking at it with blurred vision! Currently, after scrutinizing at the spearhead, he discovered that the elaborate maelstrom stairway could be divided into three sections. The three parts eventually converged into a single point.

That point was the final limit of the maelstrom stairway, and it seemed to be a new beginning!

Xue Ying could sense that after the final point of convergence, things would soon explode! The spearhead’s tip was currently not being controlled by an owner; nobody was activating the mystical imprints on it, yet it could cause the void to fold and produce many fluctuations. Clearly, this final convergence point contained a horrifying destructive power on the void.

‘If I fuse it with the mystical imprints on the spear body…’

Xue Ying was rapidly deducing it in his mind.

He was currently piecing both the mystical imprints he discovered on the spear body with what he now found out.

And it came out as the complete secret treasure mystical imprint.

‘I am the core, and also the origin of space! Everything will be controlled by me.’

‘A spear piercing out onto a single point of convergence will produce a power that I dare not imagine.’

The more Xue Ying deduced, the more he felt how vast and unfathomable the imprint was.

With his current realm, he could deduce that the imprints should have incorporated two great moves. One was turning the self into the origin of space and relying on it to control the surrounding void. This was a domain technique. The other method was to converge within a chaotic space. When the convergence reached its primal point, it would produce a destructive power that Xue Ying did not dare imagine.

Even though he had obtained the complete version of “Southern Cloud 12 Sacred Styles” currently which contained two imparted techniques at the tenth level power.

These two techniques that were imparted privately…

In terms of the realm, they were far weaker than the tyrannical concept within the spear. Even though Xue Ying had not grasped the concept, his current realm had reached quite a high level, and for the latter to give off a threatening suppressive sensation was something he could reason from.

‘Amazing.’

‘The mystical imprints within the spear aren’t merely at the tenth level of Primal Chaos realm. They should be higher.’ Xue Ying understood this point. The Fan Clan’s Great Paragon Lu Tian had even admitted that this Scarlet Cloud Paragon Master wasn’t any weaker than him. One could see how extraordinary it was.

Great Paragon Lu Tian…

Xue Ying was clear that this was an existence ranked at the front amidst the Cosmos Gods in the Fan Clan.

‘Remember it.’

‘I must try my best to remember this concept.’ Xue Ying began memorizing it.

Nevertheless, the mystical imprints within this spearhead were too complicated and profound. After all, how could this weapon that Scarlet Cloud Paragon Master used to move unhindered in the Realm Heart Great Land be something Xue Ying at his current ninth level comprehend?

He could barely remember part of the profound mysteries.

Only by diligently pondering and understanding a little more could he memorize the more profound mysteries.

…

The plump old man stood by the side waiting exceptionally patiently. It was just over time, other guests came to visit the third floor, which the stout old man had to go and receive them.

‘It has been four hours, yet he is still looking at it?’ The plump old male felt puzzled. He looked at the white-robed young man grabbing the spearhead, ‘This Prince Xue Ying likes that incomplete secret treasure so much that he is holding it for so long? Even so, what can he see from it?’

Comprehending the secret treasure and understanding the absolute art from therein?

The plump old male did not care about that before because comprehending the absolute art within the secret treasure was a task ten to a hundred times harder than learning from absolute art scriptures! Furthermore, it required the cultivator to comprehend in periods of hundreds of million years. So what if the other party scrutinized the weapon for a day within the shop? It was impossible for the other party to memorize the mystical imprints; he could barely learn part of it.

“Hu.”

Xue Ying finally opened his eyes. His eyes were filled with a strand of regret as he placed down the spearhead unwillingly.

“Many thanks, manager.” Xue Ying let go of the spearhead, causing it to regain its state of floating.

“Haha, this is just a minor matter.” The plump old male immediately controlled the layers of forbidding arrays, bringing it back to its original size in a few breaths of time.

Xue Ying glanced at that spearhead.

The domain technique could be comprehended by relying on the spear body. This time, he had even seen through the complete imprint. Xue Ying believed that it wasn’t hard creating a domain technique at the eighth level himself. By relying on the spear body, he could even reach the ninth level.

But offense wise?

Xue Ying understood that the offense of this spear went in a different direction from what the “Southern Cloud 12 Sacred Styles” had. Furthermore, its offensive strength was genuinely frightening.

It’s a pity that he merely had a spear body. Xue Ying could temporarily not memorize everything from the spearhead in this short fleeting period. It was not bad for him to comprehend a technique at the sixth or seventh level power.

‘No matter what, I’ve currently seen the complete mystical imprints of the spear. From now on, I should have a clearer direction of where I should comprehend.’ Xue Ying thought. For instance, he already had a vague concept of ’emitting self as the point of origin’ for the domain technique. If not for seeing the spearhead, Xue Ying would have to take an indeterminate time before he could reach that concept.

“Zi Bai, let us leave.” Xue Ying ordered.

“Yes, Prince.” Magic Servant Zi Bai glanced at the spear. He murmured inwardly–why did this prince of his like that incomplete secret treasure spearhead so much?

…

Early the next day.

Xue Ying brought Magic Servant Zi Bai, Tian Yi Zhi, his female attendant Yan Yu and others away from the Southern Cloud Sacred Religion and set off back to the Ardent Fire City!

The many absolute art scriptures he desired to acquire had been gotten. He even comprehended part of the imprints in the spearhead.

Since he could not use all his strength to practice his techniques, it would be better for him to return back to the Ardent Fire City!

‘The next time I come to the capital will be the day I buy that spearhead.’ Xue Ying thought. Whether it was for getting an appropriate secret treasure weapon or to comprehend the absolute art belonging to Scarlet Cloud Paragon Master, Xue Ying wanted that spearhead!