Lingyao gripped the Lingming Sword in a reverse grip, his wrist flicking rapidly, creating a series of sword flowers in the air.
His graceful figure, paired with his snow-white robes, truly made him appear as ethereal as a startled swan and as elegant as a swimming dragon.
Yin Ming stared at the long sword in his hand, rubbing his chin as he fell into deep thought.
Could it be because the Lingming Sword was the last weapon Duan Jiang forged, that's why it was placed together with the first dagger he made?
If that's the case, then it perfectly explains why this sword was eventually able to advance to the level of a divine weapon—
It is rumored that Duan Jiang was researching how to forge divine-grade magic weapons before his death. He must have done more than just talk about it; he must have actually made them.
As a result, he couldn't get anywhere during the research process and died in frustration, leaving behind this unfinished product.
Now that Lingyao's blood has completed the final step, this magical artifact is finally finished and can only be upgraded to a divine grade later...
While this explanation makes sense, it still feels incredibly absurd.
So, does that mean the male protagonist's blood is omnipotent? It could revive the vengeful dragon before, and now it can forge magical artifacts? Yin Ming curled his lip and couldn't help but complain in his heart.
That said, I didn't expect this dungeon to actually be a sword-exclusive dungeon.
Doesn't this mean that the male protagonist's rebirth is already in its final countdown, and Yin Ming's mission is finally about to be completed?
Thinking of this, Yin Ming sighed silently.
The journey here has felt both long and short.
Yin Ming couldn't really say he felt anything special. Anyway, he wouldn't die, and he could see Ling Yao again in the Demon Sect later.
However, after Lingyao's Nirvana, he will take over as the head of the family. At that time, he will be busy fighting monsters and building his career, and he probably won't have time to pay attention to Yin Ming anymore.
Although the thought of this possibility made Yin Ming feel a little choked up, he knew that all good things must come to an end, and no one would stay by anyone's side forever.
Separation and sadness are only temporary; you'll get used to it.
Now is not the time for sentimentality; treasure hunting is the priority. Besides, we still have a few months to spend together.
Yin Ming then led Long Cheng and Ling Yao to tour the other tomb chambers. And you know what? Duan Jiang truly lived up to his reputation as a master forging expert; his wealth was extraordinary.
Yin Ming looted a lot of good stuff and divided the spoils with Ling Yao on the spot. As for Long Cheng, he said he didn't care about any of these things.
Yin Ming was more than happy that he didn't want it, since one less person to share meant more to get.
During the search, Yin Ming discovered that the tomb showed no signs of damage, meaning they were the first people to enter it.
At the auction that day, the Pavilion Master's claim that he had excavated Duan Jiang's tomb was entirely a lie.
Yin Ming wasn't saying they were deliberately deceiving people; after all, reputation is very important in this line of work.
They probably only found the black iron armor with Duan Jiang's exclusive mark, and that's why they thought it was Duan Jiang's tomb.
No wonder the broken rings unearthed at the same time did not have the same markings.
The thought that the soul ring was fake caused another lump in Yin Ming's throat.
However, whether it's real or fake doesn't matter anymore; what matters is that the treasures Yin Ming has obtained are genuine.
Thinking of the considerable value of these items, Yin Ming's pent-up frustration finally dissipated. Before leaving, he pulled a high-grade holy-grade magic sword brimming with spiritual energy from the sword pool, and then selected several other magic treasures of considerable quality. Only then did he smile with satisfaction.
Not only did they recover their losses, they also made a fortune!
As for the remaining weapons, let's leave them to the tomb owner, otherwise Yin Ming is afraid that Duan Jiang will come looking for him in his dreams at night.
Anyway, Yin Ming doesn't need that many weapons; one shouldn't be too greedy.
***
Since the mission content changed, Yin Ming has had the motivation to cultivate.
Since I no longer have to worry about my life, I should definitely use the remaining time to improve myself.
Otherwise, if he falls behind after returning to the Demon Sect, and is overtaken by others, how can he live up to his title of genius for the first twenty years?
Who knows, Lingyao might need his help in the future.
It must be rolled up!
A month has passed since the trip to Fengren Mountain. In this month, Yin Ming has successfully advanced to the high-level of the seventh realm by relying on the treasures he plundered.
No wonder he can transmigrate into books; his talent is truly exceptional.
It was almost noon when Yin Ming, who had been meditating, stopped and got up to walk towards the kitchen.
While pondering what to cook today, he was so engrossed in his thoughts that he almost bumped into the demonic sect's hidden guards coming from the opposite direction.
After realizing what was happening, Yin Ming stepped back and bowed slightly before looking up at the other person in confusion.
This guard hasn't sent any messages in a long time. I wonder what the elder is up to this time?
"The elder said that the time has come and asked you to prepare to take the young master to the Forbidden Forest."
The guard was completely shrouded in a large black robe, with only a pair of cold, emotionless eyes visible as he stared at Yin Ming.
Yin Ming raised an eyebrow upon hearing this, "Now?"
The guard simply nodded coldly, then took a few steps back and silently concealed himself.
Yin Ming was filled with mixed feelings. So fast? In the original story, there were clearly still three months left.
I never expected the ending to come so suddenly.
What was even more unexpected was that the ending of this life still took place in the Forbidden Forest.
But since it was just faking death anyway, Yin Ming wasn't scared at all. He was willing to go, it was just a formality.
***
The sunlight was a bit dazzling, so Yin Ming raised his hand to his brow and kept looking up into the distance.
Seeing his rather anxious appearance, Lingyao muttered somewhat disgruntledly, "If only I could fly."
"What did you say, Yao?" Yin Ming asked casually, not having heard him clearly.
Lingyao immediately shook his head, his expression unchanged, and said, "It's nothing. Why hasn't Prime Minister Long arrived yet?"
Yin Ming shrugged. "Who knows?"
Although the guards wanted Yin Ming to go to the Forbidden Forest right now, their current location was too far from the Forbidden Forest; it would take at least ten days to half a month to walk there.
Anyway, what's meant to happen will happen eventually, so Yin Ming thought he might as well have Long Cheng take the two of them flying there, make a quick resolution, and get them back home for dinner sooner.
Who would have thought that even though Yin Ming had already cooked and eaten the meal and cleaned up the dishes, Long Cheng was still nowhere to be seen.
Yin Ming couldn't help but click his tongue and shake his head. He used to be so eager to come around mealtimes, but now when he needed help, Long Ying was nowhere to be seen.
That's unreliable, extremely unreliable.
What puzzled Yin Ming the most was that, logically speaking, Ling Yao and Long Cheng should have developed a mutual respect after spending so much time together, and then naturally become brothers.
After all, that's how it is in the original work.
But now almost a year has passed, and the two not only seem to be getting more and more estranged, but Yin Ming even felt that they were enemies.
Why is that?
If Long Cheng could hear Yin Ming's inner thoughts, he would definitely complain, "What does this have to do with me? It was clearly that guy who disliked me first!"
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