Inside the apartment, under the dim light, Yang Cheng curiously fiddled with the sword energy gourd.
Of course, this thing can no longer be called the Sword Qi Gourd; it's more like the Little Man Gourd.
The little figure in the bottle sat quietly inside the gourd, surrounded by a gray, chaotic mist that even obscured its eyes.
Despite the lack of any restrictions, she remained obediently seated inside and did not attempt to escape.
The sharp energy generated from the shattering of Ulysses's longsword transformed into a small, bright silver dagger, which Homunculus held in his hand. Its extreme sharpness, however, could not harm the god's body.
The fact that the sword energy gourd and the little man in the bottle could have such a connection puzzled Yang Cheng, and even gave him some kind of guess.
Within the divine lineages of the myriad realms of reincarnation, some unique fragments of inheritance will always fall into the world of reincarnation, appearing in an extremely special form.
Once you obtain this item, the reincarnation system won't tell you what it is; you'll have to explore it yourself.
Just like the Child of the Underworld that Yang Cheng obtained, he only later realized that it should be the manifestation of the Heavenly Eye of the True Lord of Qingyuan Daomiao.
If we infer from this, what does the little figure inside the gourd resemble?
A conjecture came to Yang Cheng's mind.
He picked up the gourd and said in a deep voice towards a desk lamp, "Please turn around, my darling!"
The next moment, a white light flashed out from the gourd, and almost instantly the lamp was switched off, plunging the room into darkness.
Yang Cheng's eyes were shining brightly at this moment, and his heart even skipped a beat.
His guess was right!
The instant he uttered those words, the little figure in the bottle inside the gourd wielded that extremely sharp weapon to slash at the lamp, and then instantly returned to the gourd.
Its speed was so fast that it could be measured in an instant, and its sharpness was enough to cleave through even a god's body.
The gourd containing the little man in the bottle is none other than Lu Ya Dao Ren's magic weapon, the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife!
Although this famous magic weapon in the Investiture of the Gods is not as powerful as those innate spiritual treasures that can shatter a world, its destructive power is still extremely astonishing.
However, according to Yang Cheng's knowledge, there does not seem to be a divine succession of Lu Ya Dao Ren within the cycle of reincarnation.
Neither the Heavenly Palace nor the Divine Court had it, but Yang Cheng discovered the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife at this moment; to be precise, he assembled it into the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife.
It's truly strange that a magical artifact exists without any lineage to it.
What's even stranger is the way these Immortal-Slaying Flying Knives are combined.
It's not surprising that Yang Cheng first discovered the sword energy gourd, but the little man inside the bottle, Homonkurus, was created by Hohenheim; he was born later.
Furthermore, the extreme sharpness of the power was due to Ulysses shattering his own weapon and severely injuring Homonkulus, which brought the two together. At the same time, Yang Cheng absorbed them into the sword energy gourd, thus forming the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife.
It can be said that all of this was made up of coincidences. Without these coincidences, he would never have been able to assemble the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife.
If one is a coincidence, then two are definitely not, not to mention there are so many preconditions. If even one of them goes wrong, the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife will never appear.
Yang Cheng looked up at the blood-red moon in the sky, his brows furrowed.
The excitement of obtaining the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife was instantly replaced by an uncomfortable feeling of being controlled by others.
Fortunately, Yang Cheng wasn't the type to be sentimental. Regardless of whether this was a coincidence or not, at least he now possessed a powerful weapon.
Yang Cheng experimented several more times and discovered that the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife could not be used continuously.
Each time it is used, the chaotic energy surrounding the little figure in the bottle becomes thinner.
After being used three times in a row, the chaotic energy had become extremely thin, and even the eyes of the little figure in the bottle had lost their gray color and began to shimmer with black.
At this point, the little figure inside the gourd begins to stir, and using it again could very well release her completely.
Without using the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife, the chaotic mist gradually began to recover after an hour of stillness.
Yang Cheng calculated the time. It would take six or seven hours to restore the chaotic mist in the bottle after using it once. Using it three times in a row would be the limit, and it would take a day and a night to recover.
However, this frequency is sufficient for Yang Cheng.
The next morning, Yang Cheng asked Hughes to come and help repair the furniture that had been torn apart by the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife the day before. At this time, Ulysses also arrived in a very high-class carriage to take Yang Cheng to the palace.
"Mr. Yang, His Majesty wishes to see you."
Yang Cheng got into the carriage, sat on the soft leather sofa, and asked, "Why didn't Master Morton come?"
If the emperor were to reward those who had made contributions, Master Morton should have come with Yang Cheng, since they discovered the matter at the same time.
Ulysses' hands were wrapped in bandages, and he looked rather miserable.
"You don't need to worry about Master Morton. He has now become a top-level alchemist, a director of the Alchemist's Association, and a royal alchemist employed by the Royal Palace. He has a dedicated alchemy laboratory and receives a special alchemy research and development fund of 100,000 gold kal every year."
His Majesty specifically wanted to see you today.
Yang Cheng narrowed his eyes but didn't say anything.
Clearly, Emperor Clough sought out Yang Cheng not to reward him for exposing Hohenheim's conspiracy and killing Homunculus.
Otherwise, he should have received a similar reward to Master Morton, instead of having to come and meet him in person.
As the carriage entered the palace, Yang Cheng looked around the Assyrian palace through the window. The scenery was quite nice. Although it was not magnificent, it was beautiful and charming. The brick walls along the way were made of white marble, dotted with fountains and gardens, and shaded by green trees, making it look like a Western garden.
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