C19 The Skyburning Sword Technique

Innate Skill 1: Battle Blood Burn: Temporarily increases combat strength tenfold.

Innate Skill 2: World-Breaker Fist: Harnesses the power of one's bloodline to unleash both sharpness and formidable force.

Most fist techniques are aggressive and domineering.

Yet, the World-Breaker Fist adds an element of sharpness.

It's akin to merging a fist with a blade, significantly enhancing its power.

He had grown taller, now nearly reaching 1.9 meters.

His muscles were well-defined but not excessively so, striking the perfect balance.

Every inch of his flesh pulsed with explosive power, and his gaze was as piercing as lightning.

His physical condition had advanced to the late stages of the Golden Body, flawless inside and out, the epitome of perfection.

Wang Ye removed his Talisman Robe and changed into a new outfit, as his previous one no longer fit.

After dressing, he knelt to examine Lang Yi.

Lang Yi's breathing was steady, though he was extremely weak.

Wang Ye administered a few drops of the Draught of Ascendancy into Lang Yi's body, and he slowly regained consciousness.

"Now, I will impart the Pure Yang Sword Physique to you," Wang Ye announced.

Lang Yi's spirits lifted, and he quickly assumed a meditative posture.

Wang Ye placed a hand on his back and once more connected with the Azure Spire...

Half an hour later, a clear sword chant resonated from within Lang Yi.

His 108,000 pores emitted intense and sharp sword qi.

Lang Yi leapt to his feet, the weakness vanished, replaced by a vibrant energy. Testing his new state, he extended a finger and pointed. Hiss!

A jet of sword qi burst forth, piercing the ground and leaving a hole.

"Amazing!" Lang Yi exclaimed, jumping for joy. "This is fantastic, I've finally become a swordsman!"

"You're only at the beginning; it's too soon to celebrate," Wang Ye cautioned with a calm demeanor. "Come here, I will teach you another sword technique. Remember, you must keep it secret, or your life could be at risk."

Lang Yi nodded earnestly.

Wang Ye approached the desk and silently penned a sophisticated sword technique - the Heaven Burning Sword Technique.

This sword technique merges the dominance of flames with the keen edge of swordplay. Mastered to its fullest extent, a single strike could rival the sun's own power, perfectly complementing Lang Yi's constitution. As Lang Yi practiced this technique, his advancement was extraordinarily rapid.

Once he had transcribed the technique, he handed it over to Lang Yi, who was immediately captivated. His gaze held nothing but the swordplay, all else forgotten. After Lang Yi had committed it to memory, Wang Ye instructed him to destroy the document.

Lang Yi offered Wang Ye a deep bow, his expression solemn. "I, Lang Yi, will forever hold this act of kindness in my heart and will never forget it," he vowed.

Wang Ye dismissed the formality with a wave of his hand. "Go practice. If there's anything you don't understand, come ask me," he said.

With Lang Yi gone, Wang Ye resumed his earlier task of setting up the array formation. By the next day, he had fortified the entire estate, inside and out. The perimeter wall was heightened by a meter and thickened by half a meter, then coated with a layer of molten refined iron, making it a formidable barrier even for a Primordial Spirit Stage expert to breach.

Wang Ye then installed a series of arrays: three layers of illusion, two layers of offense, and two layers of defense, ensuring that most intruders would find it impossible to escape. He also erected archery towers at strategic points, a testament to his mastery of a nearly forgotten craft. These automated defenses, equipped with twelve crossbows each, were primed to unleash a barrage of arrows at any intruder, while the spiritual energy cannons at the heart of the estate ensured its security rivaled that of a small royal palace.

Outside the gates, three figures and a beast emerged. "Is this really my son's domain?" Wang Poshan marveled at the grand edifice before him.

"Yes, Master. This is your son's territory now, and it will be your home as well," Pei Sisi confirmed with a smile.

Xue Weilan murmured with unmistakable pride in her eyes, "My husband is truly remarkable."

Pei Sisi had briefed them on the key details during their journey.

Witnessing it firsthand, the shock was unavoidable.

Snow remained composed. After all, this was a man who could tame him, so his competence was to be expected.

Pei Sisi smiled and said, "Master, Young Madam, shall we go inside?"

As they entered the mansion, the astonishment in Wang Poshan's eyes deepened. This place was leagues beyond their home in Feng City, not even in the same class.

Pei Sisi sent a servant to notify Wang Ye, who soon arrived in haste.

Wang Ye bowed deeply, "Father, it's good to see you."

"Haha, my dear son, you fill me with pride," Wang Poshan beamed with joy, but his smile soon faded into a sigh. "Ah, if only your mother could be here too."

"Don't worry, Father. We'll all be reunited before long," Wang Ye reassured him.

"Husband, have you been well?" Xue Weilan's voice was tender and gracious.

Despite the short time since their last meeting, it felt like years had passed. Perhaps that's the nature of love...

"I'm doing very well. Come, let me show you around."

Snow scampered to Wang Ye's feet, its tail a blur, and with a wide grin, it said, "Wow, Master, you've grown even more majestic in just a few days. You're like a deity among mortals. There's an old saying, 'With the sun and moon in my hands, I pluck the stars from the sky; there is no one else like me in this world.' If I were female, I'd surely fall for you."

Wang Ye saw right through the creature's flattery.

Nevertheless, Snow's cultivation was progressing rapidly. It would likely reach the Primordial Spirit Realm in just half a month.

Wang Ye tossed a bottle to Snow, filled with over a hundred drops of Draught of Ascendancy, "Use it wisely, and when you're not busy, patrol the mansion a bit more."

Snow stood on its hind legs, clutching the bottle with its forelimbs, and chuckled, "Understood, thank you, Master. Enjoy your tour; I'm off to train. I must grow stronger to protect everyone better."

After it finished speaking, it dashed off with a swiftness that left no trace in the blink of an eye.

Having toured the entire estate with his father and wife, Wang Poluo selected a room for himself. Then, Wang Ye led Xue Weilan back to their room. Once the door was securely closed, Wang Ye whispered in her ear, "My lady, please remove your clothes."

Xue Weilan's face flushed a deep crimson. She lowered her head and whispered shyly, "My lord... my bloodline hasn't been fully activated yet, and it's still daylight. Perhaps... we could wait until tonight, and I could use my hands or mouth?"

Wang Ye was at once speechless and amused. "My lady, where is your mind wandering? I simply want to examine you to see if we can fully activate your bloodline as soon as possible."

Time was of the essence; he needed to help those close to him enhance their abilities quickly. And tomorrow, he would have to assist his father in releasing the celestial seals within him.

"Ah... Is that what you meant?" Xue Weilan, realizing her mistake, felt heat rising to her head, almost burying her face in her chest in embarrassment. Her expression was both endearing and tempting.

"Indeed, you've been entertaining some rather unhealthy thoughts," he teased.

"Ah, my lord, please stay still; I'll undress myself," she said.

Wang Ye then proceeded to thoroughly examine her and palpate her bones.

"Excellent, your bloodline is activated to one hundred and forty percent," Wang Ye noted with satisfaction, observing Xue Weilan, who was blushing from head to toe. "We'll aim to have it fully activated within three days. Then, my dear, you'll possess even greater power."

Xue Weilan bit her lip, fully aware of the additional implication in Wang Ye's words.

"Also, my love, regarding Miss Pei, you seemed hesitant, so I must ask," Xue Weilan ventured, "If you are fond of her, I am willing to accept her."

"You sweet, foolish girl," Wang Ye responded with a soft chuckle. "The interactions with those women are nothing more than fleeting exchanges, a means to an end. As for bringing someone home to marry, aside from you, there is but one other woman."