Easy Way of Cultivation: Power Harvesting

Haha... Little did you know, the reason our Divine Sword Sect got its name was because our sect’s strongest ultimate technique originates from a Divine Sword.

Many years ago, our founder accidentally obtained the Divine Sword and roamed the world with it, ultimately creating our Divine Sword Sect lineage.

For over eighteen hundred years, every time our Divine Sword Sect encounters a crisis, the Divine Sword shows its might, vanquishing great foes. Today, to die under the Divine Sword is your luck."

Qi Zhicun laughed heartily, his laughter resonating through the heavens and the earth.

In the next moment, he boomed loudly, "Qi Zhicun, the fourth generation Sect Leader of the Divine Sword Sect, requests the appearance of the Divine Sword!"

The powerful shout caused the Divine Sword Sect’s mountain gate to shake noticeably.

"Let the Divine Sword show its power, assist the Divine Sword Sect in vanquishing our great enemies!"

Below, all Divine Sword Sect disciples shouted in unison.

Pei Shinan showed a serious expression; he truly didn’t know that the Divine Sword Sect had a terrifying Divine Sword because, since the establishment of Tongzhou City, the Divine Sword Sect had not encountered any crises.

Listening to Qi Zhicun’s tone, this Divine Sword was at least a Martial Venerable Artifact, possibly even stronger. After all, it saved the Divine Sword Sect from destruction several times; ordinary weapons couldn’t achieve this.

Wei Fan also paused mid-air, secretly on guard, activating the Human King Bell, ready at any moment to fight the sect’s Divine Sword of the Divine Sword Sect.

But a few breaths later, besides the whistling wind, there was no sign of the Divine Sword showing its might!

Qi Zhicun shouted again, "Divine Sword, assist me!"

A complex expression of embarrassment and worry appeared on his face. After boasting about the Divine Sword, yet it didn’t appear; even he felt embarrassed.

However, he knew he wasn’t boasting falsely; the Divine Sword Sect indeed had a Divine Sword, but the Divine Sword simply wasn’t responding to him.

"Something must have gone wrong!"

Qi Zhicun grew anxious; if the Divine Sword didn’t appear, he was as good as dead.

This was the last trump card of the Divine Sword Sect, the reliance that allowed the sect to be passed down to this day. It must not go wrong.

He directed his Heart Spirit into the forbidden area of the Divine Sword Sect below, discovering the Divine Sword quietly lying there, losing its former brilliance and even developing some rust.

Pei Shinan laughed out loud, "Haha... where is your Divine Sword Sect’s Divine Sword?"

Seeing the so-called Divine Sword didn’t appear after waiting for so long, he couldn’t help but laugh. Qi Zhicun really had fooled him.

Wei Fan was also a bit stunned because Qi Zhicun’s demeanor earlier didn’t seem like he was bluffing. There was probably such a Divine Sword, just that, for some reason, it didn’t appear.

Qi Zhicun let out a roar, "This is impossible..."

Driven by his Heart Spirit, a large black sword flew up from the Divine Sword Sect’s forbidden area below, landing in his hand.

The large sword was dim and dull, adorned with some mottled rust, carrying a whiff of decay.

He clapped his golden hand, and the black sword shattered into pieces.

"Who? Who swapped out our Divine Sword Sect’s Divine Sword?"

A terrifying killing intent emitted from Qi Zhicun’s body. How could a sword, with earth-cracking might, shatter with a single clap? Even an Elementary Divine Soldier couldn’t be so fragile, let alone the Divine Sword that achieved their sect.

Pei Shinan revealed a mocking expression, "Who could swap your Divine Sword Sect’s Divine Sword? Don’t you know that Divine Soldiers also have a lifespan? It seems that your sect’s Divine Sword has lost its divinity."

A Divine Soldier can grow alongside its owner. Theoretically, it can reach the same height as the owner does.

But once the owner dies, the Divine Soldier’s growth stagnates, and no one thereafter can continue to refine a Divine Soldier whose owner is dead.

After it can no longer grow, depending on the weapon’s level, its existence spans different durations.

If Divine Soldiers could exist indefinitely, they would have become as common as weeds by the roadside, considering this world’s long history.

Going by Qi Zhicun’s account, the Divine Sword Sect was established eighteen hundred years ago, and it’s unknown who forged this Divine Sword – it might be thousands of years old.

Such a long time is enough to turn an unparalleled Divine Soldier into worthless scrap metal.

Qi Zhicun was stunned, "Has the divinity of the Divine Soldier dissipated?"

Of course, he knew Divine Soldiers couldn’t exist eternally, but at such a crucial moment, when he needed the Divine Sword to save his life, how could he think of this?

"Has our Divine Sword Sect’s Divine Sword died?"

"Impossible!"

"Is heaven abandoning our Divine Sword Sect? Why does the Divine Sword reach the end now of all times!"

...

The disciples of the Divine Sword Sect despaired. Without the Divine Sword, what would the Sect Leader have to turn the tide?

"Do you have any other trump cards? I’m giving you a chance to bring them forward!"

Wei Fan looked genuinely surprised; the Divine Sword Sect indeed had a Divine Sword, but since its existence span too long, its divinity had dissipated, rendering it worthless scrap metal.

Upon hearing this, Qi Zhicun looked up at Wei Fan.

In the next moment, he turned and fled without hesitation.

His strongest trump card was gone, yet he knew that the terrifying Profound Yellow Tripod, like Wei Fan’s namesake weapon, had not yet appeared, meaning Wei Fan had not exerted his full strength.

The Dragon Roar Heaven-Shattering Finger was already terrifying; if that great tripod appeared, it wouldn’t be impossible to clamp him down.

Hence, there was no need to continue fighting, as they couldn’t kill Wei Fan anyway. It was better to save some strength for escape.

Notably, Qi Zhicun was decisive, abandoning the thousands of disciples below and generations worth of mountain gate establishments.

"The Sect Leader fled?"

"Is he abandoning us?"

"What should we do? Surrender or fight desperately against the Demon Suppression Bureau?"

...

All Divine Sword Sect disciples showed expressions of despair.

"Do you think you can escape from me?"

Wei Fan hadn’t planned on using Form Follows Heart to crush Qi Zhicun, but seeing this, he couldn’t avoid using it.

His figure disappeared from its original spot in an instant, reappearing in front of Qi Zhicun.

Pei Shinan’s pupils contracted, "Is this the terrifying method You Qingfeng mentioned, Form Follows Heart? In the battle at Eagle’s Woe Cliff, Wei Fan used this technique to suppress Blood Venerable with his Divine Realm Martial Sect body, forcing Blood Venerable into a passive defensive."

After returning, You Qingfeng naturally detailed the battle of Eagle’s Woe Cliff to Pei Shinan.

Most people only knew that Wei Fan wielded the terrifying Profound Yellow Tripod, exterminated twenty Divine Realm Martial Sects, and, with Huo Tianzheng and Long Jianying, repelled Blood Venerable.

But from You Qingfeng, he learned that what truly fearful was Wei Fan’s mysterious and terrifying method that even Martial Venerable Powerhouses couldn’t defend against.

Witnessing it now, forget Blood Venerable; even Pei himself felt a tingling scalp, having no clue how Wei Fan disappeared and reappeared.

Qi Zhicun displayed a horrified expression, "What ghostly body technique is this!"

Originally, Wei Fan hadn’t even used the Profound Yellow Tripod, nor this almost supernatural technique. If he used it earlier, Qi would probably be dead by now.

"In such a hurry to die, let me help you on your way!"

Wei Fan initially wanted to entangle with Qi Zhicun longer, avoiding appearing too fierce, so as not to frighten some people away.

But since Qi Zhicun was intent on escaping, there was no need to tarry.

Upon reappearing, he unleashed a slashing punch, a terrifying fist creating a golden streak in the void.

He had only just appeared in Qi Zhicun’s line of sight when his fist had already torn through Qi Zhicun’s Protective True Essence, slamming into Qi Zhicun’s chest!

Clang...

A sound like refined iron colliding resonated, sparks flying.

Qi Zhicun grunted, his figure involuntarily flying backward, his qi and blood surging.

"The punch still couldn’t kill him!"

Despite the punch, Qi Zhicun’s Golden Body remained intact, not truly penetrated. Breaking the Fourth Rank Golden Body wasn’t an easy feat.

Like a golden lightning bolt, Wei Fan instantaneously caught up with the backwards-flying Qi Zhicun, his five fingers emitting a piercing screech as they clawed out like an eagle’s talon.

He didn’t bother using any Finger Beam, attacking with his fingers directly, intending to carve out five bloody holes in Qi Zhicun’s body.

"Hah!"

Amidst his backward flight, Qi Zhicun desperately counterattacked, an endless rain of Sword Aura covering over, tearing apart much of the golden light surrounding Wei Fan.

His Infinite Divine Realm Golden Body was indeed marvelous, and once deployed, his entire person was like a hedgehog.

For anyone else, they wouldn’t dare to withstand these Sword Qi with their flesh, as the Golden Body might be turned into a beehive. Only Wei Fan’s Six-Colored Golden Body feared not these dense Sword Qi.

Squelch!

Blood splattered as Wei Fan’s five fingers finally clawed onto Qi Zhicun’s body, penetrating into his Golden Body as if slicing through tofu.

"Tear apart your Golden Body!"

Having not dismantled anyone for a long time, he began employing violent methods. In a claw and a pull, a piece of flesh was torn from Qi Zhicun, revealing the golden bones inside.

"Aaaah..."

In an instant, Qi Zhicun let out an earth-shaking howl, the pain, deep in the marrow, contorting his facial features.

He desperately retreated, trying to escape Wei Fan’s grip, but Wei Fan relentlessly shadowed him. After discarding the flesh in his hand, his ten fingers emitted even more intense golden light.