Chapter 169: Qingping Sword

This battle finally left Chu Feng thoroughly nourished and deeply satisfied.

Having drained every last drop from her, and extracting a tribute of essence worth hundreds of millions, he finally let Ji Ling'er go with a content sigh.

Ji Ling'er was already completely limp in his arms, unable to lift even a single finger—and that was even with An Miaoyi and Jiang Yan lending a hand.

What surprised Chu Feng the most was that his conquest value for Ji Ling'er had actually increased.

100 points.

Maxed out.

[Congratulations, Host. Your conquest value for Ji Ling'er has reached 100 points. Ji Ling'er's fortune value and destiny level have been elevated, transforming her into a Daughter of Destiny.]

[Reward: Ji Ling'er's aptitude, bloodline, cultivation base, soul, divine power, and spiritual state have all been enhanced.]

At this moment, Ji Ling'er's status read:

[Daughter of Destiny: Ji Ling'er]

[Cultivation Base: Peak Nascent Soul Realm]

[Fortune Value: 5 Million]

[Aptitude: Primordial Spirit Sacred Body]

[Bloodline Purity: Increased by 20%]

And this was merely Ji Ling'er's reward.

What truly left Chu Feng in utter disbelief was his own reward.

[Congratulations, Host. Because she is the first target whose conquest value has reached 100 points, a critical hit of ten thousand times has been triggered. You are rewarded with the supreme-grade Xiantian spiritual treasure, the Qingping Sword.]

This was the truly massive jackpot.

Holy crap.

Wasn't this the signature divine weapon of the Lord Tongtian?

Even back then, the Lord Tongtian possessed the Four Swords of诛仙 (Zhu Xian), yet he rarely used them, always keeping this Qingping Sword hanging at his side, relying on it whenever he entered battle.

Trinkets like the Sword of Beheading Immortals or the Purple-Gold Gourd were mere trash compared to the Qingping Sword.

Aside from the Four Swords of Zhu Xian, even divine weapons like the Yuantu and A-bi Swords fell slightly short.

Not to mention acquired supreme treasures like the Nuwa Sword, Dongjun Sword, Kunpeng Sword, or the Witch-Slaughtering Sword.

Furthermore, with this sword in hand...

Chu Feng discovered that the moment he claimed it, the sword directly recognized him as its master. With a single strike, he felt he could probably cleave the very Heavens asunder.

Had the system suddenly become extraordinarily generous this time?

Previous rewards had always come with conditions and hesitation, but this time it directly unleashed its ultimate power.

Could it be that he had misunderstood the system all along?

[Host, you truly did misunderstand the system. As I have always said, when you complete tasks and I acquire the rewards of the Heavenly Dao, the system's own capabilities are enhanced. With greater capabilities, the system can materialize even more powerful rewards—just like the Qingping Sword this time, which is the best example.]

[As long as the Host strives to complete tasks, who knows? The system might even materialize the Four Swords of Zhu Xian or the Taiji Diagram for you in the future.]

Chu Feng let out a cold snort in his mind and ignored the system's chatter.

At any rate, reaping the actual benefits was all that mattered.

With the Qingping Sword in hand, even immortals could be slain.

In the *Investiture of the Gods*, there was a magical artifact called the Yin-Yang Mirror, bestowed by Primordial Beginning Celestial Venerable upon Chijingzi, one of the Twelve Golden Immortals. Chijingzi sent his disciple, Yin Hong, down the mountain to assist Jiang Ziya in subduing King Zhou of Shang, handing him this precious mirror to slaughter enemies on the battlefield. The mirror possessed two sides: the dark side represented death, while the white side represented life.

Armed with this supreme treasure, Yin Hong instead used it to aid the tyrant, injuring numerous Zhou generals in succession. Even Chijingzi was utterly powerless against him. In the end, Chijingzi had to borrow the Taiji Diagram from the Supreme Laozi just to annihilate Yin Hong and retrieve the Yin-Yang Mirror.

At that time, Yin Hong had merely just attained immortality, whereas Chijingzi was one of the Twelve Golden Immortals, a cultivator at the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.

One could only imagine the terrifying might of wielding such a divine treasure.

Yet the Yin-Yang Mirror was merely a first-grade Xiantian spiritual treasure—a tier lower than the Qingping Sword.

However, Chu Feng also realized a major issue.

The Qingping Sword was exceptionally powerful—a supreme-grade Xiantian spiritual treasure.

However, unleashing the Qingping Sword demanded an astronomical toll. A single sword strike would instantly drain his entire reserve of divine power, exhaust a massive portion of his vital blood essence, damage his soul, and plunge him into a prolonged state of profound weakness, potentially even causing his cultivation base to drop.

In other words, the system had indeed granted him an unimaginably grand reward.

He just couldn't afford to use it yet.

Fortunately, he was now a Heavenly Monarch of the Tribulation Crossing realm; perhaps once he stepped into the realm of the Immortal Emperor, he might finally be able to wield it properly.

Soon, Chu Feng discovered another distinct advantage of the Qingping Sword.

Keeping the Qingping Sword by his side actually accelerated his comprehension of the Sword Dao and nourished his sword intent.

At present, he mastered three immortal-grade Sword Dao techniques:

*A Single Sword Opens the Heavenly Gate,*

*The Pure Yang Immortal Sword Scripture,* and *The Great Five Elements Immortal Sword Scripture.*

Of course, *A Single Sword Opens the Heavenly Gate* and *The Pure Yang Immortal Sword Scripture* had both been cultivated to the Realm of Great Perfection, while *The Great Five Elements Immortal Sword Scripture* had only just been initiated. Furthermore, he possessed several Emperor Scriptures—

Such as the *Void Emperor Scripture* and the *Hengyu Emperor Scripture*, both of which contained profound records of the Sword Dao.

With the Qingping Sword in his possession, his comprehension of the Sword Dao was amplified by a full hundredfold.

Based on his previous cultivation speed, even with the assistance of the Enlightenment Space, it would have taken him several months to bring *The Great Five Elements Immortal Sword Scripture* to the Realm of Great Perfection.

Now?

Ten days would be more than enough.

Moreover, Chu Feng had a distinct feeling that, aided by the Qingping Sword, these three major Sword Dao techniques could reach even higher realms.

Transcending the ordinary and entering the sacred.

Approaching the very essence of the Dao.

Much like the Lord Tongtian and True Person Yuding, he would be able to forge a true Sword Dao uniquely his own.

At this moment, Chu Feng was overjoyed.

He pulled Ji Ling'er tightly into his arms and showered her with endless kisses.

Stimulated by the lingering presence of the supreme-grade Xiantian spiritual treasure, Chu Feng's battle prowess instantly skyrocketed, driving Ji Ling'er to repeatedly beg for mercy.

After wave after wave of intense intimacy, Chu Feng finally asked with lingering curiosity: "Where is Wanwan? I haven't seen her since I returned."

Indeed, he truly hadn't spotted Chen Wanwan upon coming back.

Ji Ling'er shook her head and replied, "Sister Wanwan went out several days ago. But don't worry, Sister Wanwan will certainly be fine."

Just as they were speaking, right in the middle of their conversation, the roof above their bed suddenly shattered. A human figure plummeted downward from the ceiling.

Upon landing, the person immediately coughed up a mouthful of blood.

When Chu Feng finally cleared his vision and recognized the person who had fallen through the roof, his expression altered drastically. The person was none other than Chen Wanwan, the very woman they had just been discussing.

"Wanwan!"

Chu Feng rushed forward instantly to catch and support Chen Wanwan. At this moment, Chen Wanwan's eyes were tightly shut, her complexion as pale as paper, her vital breath so faint it seemed as though her breathing had stopped entirely.

Chu Feng's face turned ashen with panic. He hurriedly channeled a stream of divine power into her body to heal her wounds.

As the divine power circulated, Chen Wanwan recovered swiftly. Her complexion grew flushed, and her eyes fluttered open. Catching sight of Chu Feng's face hovering above her, she immediately threw her arms around his neck, hugging him tightly as she cried out in fear, "Husband!"

Chu Feng gently patted Chen Wanwan's back while a towering killing intent surged within his heart. He asked with aching tenderness, "Wanwan, who on earth did this to you?"

"Amitabha."

At that exact moment, a resounding chant of the Buddha echoed through the air.

An elderly monk descended from the sky, landing heavily upon the roof. His face was twisted in an expression of extreme rage, and his gaze instantly locked onto Chu Feng and the others.

"Demoness, so you had accomplices after all! Perfect—I shall exterminate the lot of you in one sweep!"

"Demoness, prepare to meet your doom!"

Without a second word, the elderly monk launched his attack.

A massive palm print materialized in the sky, crashing down toward everyone in the room with crushing force.