Chapter 195: Sleepiness!

Lü Qingyang's gaze wandered back and forth over the retrievable item rewards.

He wanted the Ascension Pill.

He was currently at peak Void Return, one step away from Dao Integration.

After Dao Integration came Tribulation Crossing.

One more step past Tribulation Crossing was Great Vehicle.

If he chose this Ascension Pill, then once he reached Great Vehicle, he could immediately ascend to immortality on the spot.

So there was no need to say more about how precious this treasure was.

"But… if we're judging by sheer value, the Human Tribulation Pearl could make countless Nine-Turn True Immortals tear each other apart in the Immortal Realm!"

"Once I ascend in the future, this item will also be of great use."

"However…"

"With my aptitude, crossing a Human Immortal Tribulation shouldn't be too difficult."

"Right now, I still need to choose what will help me most in my current situation…"

Lu Qingyang murmured to himself.

The Ascension Pill was useful to him, but it offered no great help at present.

If he had to name what would help him most right now, it was undoubtedly that second-tier Immortal Sword!

"Immortal Sword in my left hand, Immortal Spear summoned in my right, Immortal Armor on my body, the Nine Heavens Trapping-Extermination Formation beneath my feet, Immortal Artifact fragments above my head."

"With a Pseudo-Immortal Corpse Puppet standing behind me, once this lineup appears… I'm afraid even a True Immortal would have to kneel!"

Lu Qingyang murmured to himself, his target now firmly locked in.

"Bring it back! The second-tier Immortal Artifact!"

【Ding! Congratulations, Host, on a successful retrieval】

【Item Name: Second-Tier Immortal Sword — Silver Moon】

【Item Origin: Bestowed by the Host's Master in Return to True】

【Item Analysis: A second-tier Immortal Sword refined from superior Immortal Ore — Silver Moon. Though it has not birthed a spirit intelligence, its killing might is terrifying. An ordinary True Immortal is wounded by a graze and dead from a touch】

【Item Tip: This sword's power is peerless. With this sword in hand, one shall be invincible below the Human Immortal level】

"Graze!"

As the System's notification tone fell.

A silver-white Immortal Sword like the moon appeared out of thin air beside Lu Qingyang.

Silver radiance flickered along the Immortal Sword, as if it could illuminate the entire night sky.

An extremely sharp aura instantly spread from Lu Qingyang's cabin to the entire Chaotian fleet!

Even Ma Liang on another Dharma Ship was instantly jolted awake by this sharp intent, his eyes snapping wide open.

"This… what kind of Dharma Artifact is this! To actually emit such astonishing sharpness!"

"Could it be a legendary Pseudo-Immortal Artifact?!"

"Judging by the direction, it seems to have come from Lord Sect Master's ship…"

Ma Liang thought inwardly, and a thick shock surged in the depths of his eyes.

Ever since Lu Qingyang had calmly pulled out a Pseudo-Immortal Corpse Puppet.

In Ma Liang's mind, even if Lu Qingyang produced a few more Pseudo-Immortal Artifacts, it would not be surprising at all.

"Lord Sect Master…"

"How many more hidden cards does he still have on him?"

Ma Liang murmured to himself, his expression growing ever more respectful.

And at this moment, there was one person reacting even more strongly than Ma Liang.

That person was Yang Yu's Master, the Heaven Sword Venerable!

"How could that possibly be!"

"This… how could that possibly be!"

"My heavens, my ancestors!"

"An Immortal Sword… the might of an Immortal Sword!"

"He actually has an Immortal Sword on him!"

The Heaven Sword Venerable's horrified voice rang out beside Yang Yu's ear.

It shook Yang Yu until his head buzzed.

"Mas… Master, what exactly are you saying?"

"You mean this aura is being emitted by an Immortal Sword?"

Yang Yu scratched his ear, asking with a look of complete bewilderment.

"That's right!"

"Back when I held the Supreme rank, I once had the fortune to behold a Sword Dao senior's Pseudo-Immortal Sword."

"But that Pseudo-Immortal Sword's aura compared to this very moment is simply the difference between clouds and mud!"

The Heaven Sword Venerable said this, then took a deep breath, suppressing the wild pounding in his heart.

"Boy, if you ever have the fortune to beg a favor from that Sect Master Senior Brother of yours."

"Let this old man see with his own eyes what an Immortal Sword truly is in my lifetime!"

Hearing this, Yang Yu also felt an inexplicable shock.

His own Senior Brother actually had a true Immortal Sword!

No good. When I get back, I absolutely must beg Senior Brother to let me have a look.

Yang Yu muttered inwardly, also filled with extreme longing.

And on the other side, Lu Qingyang looked at the second-tier Immortal Sword before him, which stung his face until it ached.

A fiery light surged in his eyes.

His right hand lightly beckoned, spiritual power extending as he tried to grasp it.

But how could a second-tier Immortal Sword be so easily controlled?

At this moment, the sword had not been refined, so its pressure was indiscriminate.

Streaks of sharp intent sliced open Lu Qingyang's palm in the blink of an eye!

"Hiss! What a sword!"

"With my Void Return physical body's toughness, before this sword it is actually as thin as fragile paper!"

A flash of pleasant surprise crossed Lu Qingyang's face.

Even his Dragon Awe body was this thin and tender.

If someone else came, wouldn't they be like a block of tofu.

Split open with a single stroke?

Thinking of this, Lu Qingyang stopped dawdling.

His whole body's spiritual power surged violently, and his Dragon Awe poured out in rolling waves.

It was fortunate that this Immortal Sword was merely an ordinary Immortal Artifact, not an Immortal Treasure born with an Immortal Spirit.

Otherwise, no matter how Lu Qingyang exhausted every method, he probably could not have completely controlled and refined it.

It was even fair to say that, let alone refining it, the moment it appeared he himself would likely have been dead.

And at this moment, strands of Dragon Awe condensed.

Lu Qingyang finally exhausted his strength and completely refined the sword!

"Zheng!"

A sword hum rang out, and a silver radiance soared into the sky.

The cry of the sword shook the surroundings, and an incomparably sharp sword force rushed up to the heavens!

"Weng!"

Above the Immortal Sword, the sword light blazed coldly, the tip pointing toward the firmament!

"A fine sword!"

Feeling this Immortal Sword that obeyed like his own arm, Lu Qingyang shouted again.

His heart was full of joy.

Just then, Jiangxin's voice suddenly arrived.

"Beep beep, Master, the fleet is about to pass a Demon Race."

"This Demon Race appears to have a Great Vehicle Demon Venerable left on guard. Shall we dispatch Grand Elder Ma Liang to engage?"

Hearing Jiangxin's voice arrive at just the right time.

A sharp light flashed in Lu Qingyang's eyes.

"No need!"

"Let Elder Ma rest!"

As his words fell, Lu Qingyang's figure had already appeared above the sky curtain.

Looking below the clouds, where the thick demon qi was located.

The corner of Lu Qingyang's mouth curled slightly.

"A pillow arrives just as one gets sleepy, a thunderhead just as one gets hungry, a thieving head just as one's hands itch!"

"Good, good, good!"

"Silver Moon, out!"

Lu Qingyang's mind stirred, and a streak of silver sword radiance immediately shot forth.

"Swoosh!"

Where the sword radiance passed, it was like the heavens splitting and clouds breaking…

The Thunderwolf Clan.

Left on guard within the clan, the Thunderwolf Demon Venerable lay upon a beast hide.

On ordinary days, it most loved to release its true body and lie on the beast hide, sleeping soundly.

But at this very moment, it kept feeling an inexplicable unease.

On that tuft of white fur at its neck, a chill kept rising.

It simply could not sleep, not the slightest bit sleepy.

And just as it tossed and turned.

Suddenly.

An intense unease rose from within its heart.

In an instant, the Thunderwolf Demon Venerable raised its head.

Gazing at the firmament.

Wanting to rise and investigate, it suddenly saw a streak of silver light racing down from above the sky curtain.

The racing silver light traced an arc across the sky curtain, like a crescent moon.

Seeing this, the Thunderwolf Demon Venerable's pupils contracted sharply.

It saw clearly that the silver light was extremely fast, like a falling meteor, and in an instant it had already arrived before it.

Then it first felt a flash of silver before its eyes.

Next, its face stung with pain, its fur howling as it was blown by a fierce wind.

And then, a bloody wind carrying hot, scalding, thick liquid whooshed past its ears.

In the blink of an eye, the silver light dissipated, its vision restored, and heaven and earth spun.

It felt only that sleepiness now struck…