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As the Yin Yang Sword Seal shone brightly, a huge amount of information appeared in the depths of his mind. It was about Earth's countless techniques at forging swords.

After a long while, after he had completely absorbed the information, Xuan Chen could not help but be overjoyed, and muttered to himself: "Although I have a family heirloom Cast Sword Technique, unfortunately, because of the difficulty of the content, I find it difficult to cultivate. But now, with all these sword forging techniques, I have a rough understanding of the first level of Cast Sword Technique related to sword casting. As long as I can create a Low-grade Treasure Weapon, my cultivation speed will definitely increase by leaps and bounds. "

The Xuanjia mainly focused on casting swords, and had their own clan's cultivation technique, Cast Sword Technique.

The Cast Sword Technique was both a sword forging method and a sword cultivation method. Through special techniques, weapons that were personally forged could become a medium for absorbing heaven and earth origin energy. Not only could it purify and save the effort of refining, but the speed at which one absorbed origin energy also far surpassed that of any normal technique.

However, the most important use of the Cast Sword Technique was still to increase the power of the sword art. The higher the power of the sword art was, the more power the same sword art could be displayed.

It was just that the cultivation of the Cast Sword Technique was extremely difficult.

Xuan Chen calmed his mind, he swallowed another Low Grade Qi Meridian Pill, and with a rumble, countless of True Qi flooded into the golden elemental pulse like a flood, attacking the impurities within it and opening the elemental pulse.

Three days later, as the sun rose, millions of rays of golden light shone through the windows and into the room.

Xuan Chen slowly opened his eyes. Two rays of light shone out, and his eyes were pitch black and deep.

"It's been three days, my realm has completely stabilized. Although it's only at the initial stages, with my current sword technique, it's enough to challenge Zhao Xinghua and take back control of the iron ore hill."

Xuan Chen got off the bed, he washed himself and then took his Green Edge Sword out to look for Xuan Qingya.

The houses in Xuanjia were three-way to four-way, it was not a small house, it was more than twenty acres.

In the past, Xuanjia had over a dozen servants, so the mansion could still be considered lively. However, after Xuan Zhenhong left, a large portion of the servants were dismissed, and the vast Xuanjia became quiet.

Before he even got close to the rear hall's courtyard, Xuan Chen heard an anxious young man's voice coming from inside the courtyard wall.

"Qingya, what are your thoughts now? As long as you agree to marry me, I can immediately convince my father to let the blacksmith miners start their work. "

Hearing the voice, Xuan Chen knew that it was Zhao Jinglong, Zhao Xinghua's son.

"Zhao Jinglong, my father has just passed away. According to etiquette, he has to be filial for three years, otherwise others would view him as unfilial. Could Uncle Zhao please let the blacksmith miners start their work first? If you can help our Xuanjia through this disaster, I will definitely be very grateful to you. " Xuan Qingya's voice sounded out.

"I also want to help you, but as you know, my words have absolutely no effect on my father. Besides, three years of filial piety is too long. I can promise you that and wait ten more days. In ten days, it will be your father's seventh-seventh sacrifice. Zhao Jinglong said firmly.

"This won't do. Ten days is too fast. We can talk about this in at least a year. This is my last resort." Xuan Qingya said firmly, not giving in at all.

Xuan Chen quickly walked into the courtyard and saw the back of a skinny young man and a Xuan Qingya who had a helpless expression.

At this time, Xuan Qingya raised her head, revealed a smile on her face, and called out 'Little Chen'.

Xuan Chen saw that Zhao Jinglong had turned around as well. The other party grinned and said loudly: "Little Chen, you're here. Your sister and I are currently discussing marriage. Leave the debt matter to me, you just need to focus on your cultivation and prepare for the upcoming primary selection of the sect's disciple, Iron Stone Town, which will be held once every half a year. "

"Who do you think you are? But my Xuanjia is only the son of an servant, and my sister is also someone you are worthy of!" Xuan Chen said.

The difference in status between him and Xuan Qingya was something that could never be bridged. To put it bluntly, it was a toad wanting to eat swan meat.

But right after, Zhao Jinglong recovered. He raised his head and laughed: "Without my father's help, Xuanjia will fall soon. How am I not fit to be your sister?"

"My Xuanjia will not fall, but your father will become a nobody very soon." Xuan Chen said.

"What a joke. With just you?" Zhao Jinglong retracted his arrogant look, and laughed disdainfully, his face full of ridicule.

"That's right, with just me, I am now the master of the Xuanjia." Xuan Chen said in a deep voice, his eyes became sharp as he stared straight at Zhao Jinglong.

Zhao Jinglong sneered, a murderous look flashed past his eyes, and he said: "Chi. You boast so shamelessly, yet you want to challenge my father? Let me first test your martial arts skills. "

After saying that, his body trembled slightly, and he channeled his innate energy. He stepped out with his left foot and formed a claw with his five fingers, then directly clawed at Xuan Chen like an eagle's claw.

Xuan Chen's eyes were sharp, he did not pull out the sword, but directly replaced it with the sword sheath. The sword sheath, like a swimming dragon, struck the palm of Zhao Jinglong's hand, and then he continued to advance, directly striking the point at the center of Zhao Jinglong's body.

Ah!

Zhao Jinglong screamed miserably as he retreated several steps. He covered his chest with his left hand and felt as if his chest was split open by a sword.

If not for Xuan Chen showing mercy, that attack a moment ago would have easily killed Zhao Jinglong.

Although Zhao Jinglong was also at the second level of the Qi Jing realm, it was a pity that he did not train much. His combat power was the lowest amongst the second level of the Qi Jing realm, and since he underestimated his opponent, it was not difficult for Xuan Chen to defeat him in one strike.

"How is that possible? You, you broke through the Second level of the Qi Jing and Mai! " Zhao Jinglong was shocked and angry at the same time as he looked at Xuan Chen with wide eyes.

Xuan Chen's face turned cold, the sword sheath pointed straight at Zhao Jinglong, and said: "Scram back to the iron ore hill, tell your father, I will personally come to the mountain later to look for him."

A sinister look appeared in Zhao Jing's eyes, and he said: "Alright, Xuan Chen, I will wait for you at the iron ore hill."

With that, he covered his chest and quickly left.

"Lil 'Chen, your cultivation broke through?" Xuan Qingya went forward and asked in surprise.

Xuan Chen smiled and nodded, saying, "That's right, I broke through three days ago, and have only stabilized now."

"Little Chen, although you've broken through to the Second level of the Qi Jing and Mai, Zhao Xinghua is actually at the peak of the Second level of the Qi Jing and Mai. Furthermore, he's not an incompetent person like Zhao Jinglong. If you go onto the iron ore hill right now, I'm afraid you won't be his match."

Xuan Qingya said worriedly as she slightly knitted her brows. Because the gap between the early stage of the second stage and the peak of the second stage was not small.

Xuan Chen said resolutely: "Sis, now that we no longer have a way out, we must retract the iron ore hill."

"I am not opposed to your decision to go, but your current cultivation is still far off from Zhao Xinghua's. After a period of time, your cultivation will increase." Xuan Qingya shook his head and said.

"Time waits for no one. Within four months, my cultivation might not break through again. Furthermore, I have a trump card up my sleeve to deal with Zhao Xinghua. " Xuan Chen said with a stern expression.

Seeing that he was unable to persuade Xuan Chen, Xuan Qingya could only say: "If that's the case, then I'll accompany you."

"No need, just let Uncle Zhong accompany me. If we were to get rid of Zhao Xinghua today, Uncle Zhong will need to take over the iron ore hill in time. " Xuan Chen shook his head.

Xuan Qingya looked at Xuan Chen and kept silent. After a long while, she sighed and nodded helplessly.

...

Iron Stone Town was famous for its abundance of iron ore hill. Within a radius of fifty kilometers, there were more than ten different sized iron ore hill.

The Xuanjia's iron ore hill was about 20 miles south of Iron Stone Town. The armoury was located at the foot of the mountain of the iron ore hill so that they could smelt and forge weapons nearby.

It was only when he walked out of the Xuanjia and out of Iron Stone Town for the first time that Xuan Chen finally had a deeper understanding of the vastness of this world.

Compared to Earth, the flowers, plants, and trees of this world seemed to be magnified dozens of times. There were towering ancient trees everywhere, and all the mountain ranges were like Azure Dragons lying prone on the ground, endless.

High up in the sky, a few melodious bird cries could occasionally be heard. Huge, unknown birds with wingspans of over a hundred feet glided across the sky.

More than two hours later, Xuan Chen and Li Zhong finally reached the iron ore hill s on foot. With a glance, they saw the armoury s constructed at the foot of the mountain along the little river.

Only, armoury, which should have had an endless amount of tinkling, had now become completely silent, as if they had been abandoned.

With regards to this situation, Xuan Chen had already expected it. With a face as calm as water, he walked towards the armoury at a steady pace.