Fated Cultivation: I Have Max-Level Divination Skills

Chapter 267: 22: As Long as Husband

Chapter 267: 22: As Long as Husband

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“Human Immortal Form.”

Gazing at the golden words before him, the metaphysical form of Zhao Huai couldn’t help but murmur.

He truly didn’t expect that he would obtain a Destiny of Emperor Grade after surviving this crisis.

This was the first Destiny of Emperor Grade he had ever seen and obtained, and it was indeed extraordinary.

Transforming from inside out.

Breaking through without limitations, understanding at first glance.

What does this mean?

The cultivation path for immortality was now flattened out. This suggested that he finally possessed the qualification to become an immortal!

Wasn’t his goal all along to seek eternal life?

When he learned that the immortal path of this Heaven and Earth had been cut off, his heart sank.

Now that he had the [Human Immortal Form], it finally assured him of his future path.

Thinking of this, Zhao Huai’s clear eyes emitted a glowing light, and his heart surged with boundless passion.

Aiming to attain eternal life, gazing at the river of time.

No need to say much about this destiny, just the two words “Human Immortal” is enough to indicate its value.

“Absorb it.”

Zhao Huai whispered softly.

Soon after, the entire sea of consciousness was enveloped by the golden light emitted from the center, causing the Qi Sea, spiritual power and even the Golden Core to transcend.

At this moment.

The cautious Yu Qinghan outside discovered, that her husband’s chest was emitting a faint golden glow and the spiritual qi from the universe around them began to flow violently like a pen.

Drawing something on Zhao Huai’s chest.

“That location … is the golden core, what’s going on? Could it be that my husband suddenly achieved enlightenment?”

Yu Qinghan looked at Zhao Huai’s chest with a puzzled look in her phoenix eyes, full of doubt.

She had heard of the rumors about accidentally obtaining the dao.

But nothing had just happened.

Luckily it did not seem to be a bad thing, the change in her husband’s body was rather miraculous.

Just as Yu Qinghan was thinking this.

Zhao Huai, immersed in his sea of consciousness, was surprised to find that even after forming his Golden Core, he could still continue to refine it. There was hope for reaching the Ninth Stage.

In reality, this was possible. There is never an absolute in everything.

After breaking through the Golden Core, there were a few exceptions where one could further improve the stages of their Golden Core. But such instances were extremely rare, often only occurring when one had a great opportunity, obtained a precious treasure from heaven and earth, and thus reformed the Golden Core.

After all, the qualifications displayed during the Forming Core stage were a limitation. It was indeed difficult to go beyond this framework in the later stages.

Furthermore, Zhao Huai had heard from both Demonbred Situ Huan and Elder Bai.

This world seemed to be unable to support cultivators in consolidating higher stages of the Golden Core.

The stages were but the masterpieces of Heavenly Power engraving.

The cultivation of the Eighth State or even the Ninth State in the Golden Core Realm was not as straightforward as in the previous stages where one could reach through talent alone, but rather it required external forces to achieve them.

Take Zhao Huai for example, he too didn’t know how he had broken through to the Eighth Stage.

All he remembers is that he had drunk the fire dragon wine, had an epiphany about something, and his state of mind had elevated to a new level. As for how to advance to the Ninth Stage, he truly had no idea.

At this time.

The invisible pen formed by Heavenly Power was suspended within Zhao Huai’s body, but quickly dissipated.

Zhao Huai was left puzzled.

He felt everything else had greatly increased and even transformed, only his Golden Core had met an obstacle.

Could it be related to the environment?

Zhao Huai thought slightly and quickly reached a conclusion.

In the future, when the Golden Core will dissolve to birth the primordial spirit, the gains brought by the [Human Immortal Body] should be even greater. But at the moment, he needed another opportunity to advance to the Ninth Stage Golden Core.

“Husband, my husband..

A calling voice came from the sea of consciousness.

Zhao Huai returned to reality after absorbing his destiny. A gentle and caring face emerged before his eyes. “My husband, what happened to you…”

“I had an epiphany.”

Zhao Huai smiled and explained.

“Let’s go, we have to forge the sword.”

Zhao Huai didn’t say much, took her hand, and arrived at the gate of Sky Forge Villa.

Seeing his appearance, Yu Qinghan shook her head and decided not to think too much about it.

Perhaps, her husband had obtained something extraordinary.

The two passed through the corridor where the disciples were curating and refining, and found Master Ruan Ban who was busy forging.

He was currently extremely busy.

“Damn it! With the Devil Sect visiting, I’m going to be worked to death.”

“Once the war starts, those of us who forge will be the most tired.”

Master Ruan Ban wiped his sweat, sighed, then saw Zhao Huai and Yu Qinghan. His large nose and meaty face broke into a smile and said:

“Oh hey, isn’t this the Royal Crown Prince? Have you found the ten-thousand-year flood dragon gall?”

Zhao Huai shook his head.

“Then why are you here…”

“But I found something better.”

Zhao Huai grinned as he pulled out a jewel that shone with a dark glow from the black ring. It was shaped like a fish scale and emanated a terrifyingly fierce aura.

“What the heck! A real unicorn from the Dragon clan!”

Master Ruan Ban, who was very knowledgeable, snatched the True Unicorn Jade and focused his eyes on the dragon scale in shock, exclaiming:

“And it’s not just any unicorn, it’s a ten-thousand-year old one. Did you kill a dragon?”

“No way, this dragon’s cultivation level must be at least a hundred thousand years. Where did you get it from?”

Master Ruan Ban’s eyes showed strong curiosity.

He had lived for most of his life and had seen countless precious materials.

This ten-thousand-year-old True Unicorn Jade was definitely one of the top ones!

“I traded for it.”

Zhao Huai replied honestly.

“My goodness!”

The instant Master Ruan Ban heard this, he immediately sighed dramatically, acting as if he were pounding his chest in regret, he grumbled, “Which fool would trade such a precious thing.”

Zhao Huai saw the other’s reaction, gave a light smile, and was not surprised; this was within his expectations.

Anyone who saw a dragon scale would not remain indifferent, right?

Master Ruan Ban held the True Unicorn Jade in his hands as if he were admiring a work of art. Seeing this, Zhao Huai was both amused and speechless.

Yu Qinghan, seeing the situation, wanted to remind him, but was soothed by

Zhao Huai.

Let him look a little longer. No hurry.

After appreciating it for a while, Master Ruan Ban finished sighing. He turned his head, and solemnly said:

“Your substitute is extraordinary, or rather, it cannot be referred to as a substitute. Everything before should be started over. This True Unicorn deserves the very best!”

Upon hearing this, Zhao Huai seemed to understand, “Does the Master intend to start from scratch and re-forge it?”

“Yes, we need to start over, and the materials for the sword body and edge must be top-grade. It’s like forging a new sword from scratch.” Master Ruan Ban nodded heavily.

Zhao Huai nodded, feeling reasonably satisfied. He trusted Sky Forge Villa, which was one of the best places in the Immortal Cultivation World for creating magical weapons. Many people would like to have their swords made here.

Master Ruan Ban held the True Unicorn Jade with trembling hands and his expression was incredibly serious. He said,

“Your Highness, rest assured, I promise that the sword we make for you will indeed be the best life-bound flying sword I’ve crafted in nearly a century!”

“Then I will leave it in your capable hands.”

Zhao Huai smiled brilliantly and made a bow with his hands.

Master Ruan Ban informed Zhao Huai after that to come back for the sword in fourteen days.

The sword-making period was now twice as long as before.

Zhao Huai was also very eager inside.

What would his life-bound flying sword look like in the end?

Only after he had tried other people’s flying swords did he understand how crucial a life-bound magical treasure was for a cultivator.

A suitable magical weapon substantially enhances a cultivator’s power.

Like the devil weapon “Wand of Thousand-Bone Hell” that Demonbred Situ Huan held in his hand, Bloody Slaughterer of Blood Ravine Palace used it to repel Hai Shengming’s Great Divine Skill.

Zhao Huai and Yu Qinghan were holding hands, wandering among the peaks of immortality.

The wind passing through the mountains blew past the two, lifting Yu Qinghan’s jet-black hair, and a strand of hair tickled Zhao Huai’s nose.

The fragrance was so comforting, it calmed one’s heart.

Zhao Huai stared blankly at the beautiful face beside him lost in wonder.

Feeling his stare, Yu Qinghan quickly noticed that the person beside her had stopped. She turned her head and saw someone staring at her. She smiled slightly and chided:

“What are you looking at? Haven’t you seen enough?”

“Not enough.”

Zhao Huai smiled slightly, then took on a serious air, saying,

“Madam, will you promise me that the next time I’m in danger, you won’t take any risks?”

Yu Qinghan shook her head and refused outright.

“Why?”

Zhao Huai asked, a puzzled look in his eyes.

Yu Qinghan’s beautiful eyes became incredibly serious as she said,

“Because I cherish you.”

“I don’t want you to die before me.”

Zhao Huai was first taken aback, and then his eyes revealed a touch of being moved. He reassured her with a laugh and said,

“Your husband is not so easy to die.”

He often had premonitions and could observe the qi to know his fate.

It wouldn’t be easy for ordinary people to kill him.

The atmosphere between them gradually heated up. The two walked to a place called Treasured Peak in the midst of the jungle. At that time, Yu Qinghan parted her red lips and casually asked a question:

“Husband, we won’t be separated again, will we?”

Upon hearing this, Zhao Huai immediately tightened his grip on her jade-like fingers and comforted her, saying,

“No more.”

“Madam, you have suffered. If you had told me earlier about King Qin, King Yan, and those who forced and bullied you, I would have definitely killed them if they dared to treat you that way.”

Hearing Zhao Huai’s firm words, Yu Qinghan covered her mouth and giggled,

asking in return,

“Are you really that tough?”

“That’s exactly how tough I am.”

Zhao Huai stared at the face before him, a face of incredible beauty and dignified coolness, his eyes filled with seriousness.

“Whoever dares to bully you, not just King Qin or King Yan, even if it’s an immortal or a Buddha, a Sword Immortal or a Taoist Ancestor, I would take a sword to kill them. Whether I can beat them or not is another matter, but I

would certainly fight them first!”

Hearing this, Yu Qinghan was naturally thrilled. Her heart felt as if it had melted. However, she still asked with a curious look,

“Why? Normally, aren’t you a very gentle, calm person with a good temper?”

“In such matters, you’re so impulsive. If you really encounter a Sword Immortal descending or a Taoist Ancestor suppressing the world, it’s better for you to leave.”

Zhao Huai, looking completely justified, answered seriously, “It’s not the same. I’ve lived for so many years, hiding for a few years, achieving nothing and running around. It’s like I’ve lived two lives. I’ve gradually understood some truths. Whether I can fight or not is one thing, but whether to fight or not is another. If a male can’t protect his own wife, then what kind of man is he?” Upon hearing these words, Yu Qinghan laughed happily.

Then she stepped forward, raised her toes, and whispered in Zhao Huai’s ear,

“Husband, kiss me.”

Her voice was slightly hoarse, but carried a hint of mellow softness.

Zhao Huai tilted his head slightly, reached out his hand, and leaned forward.

The tips of his fingers brushed across her lips, held her face, and deeply kissed her.

With this kiss.

Yu Qinghan’s face instantly turned red, her skin as white as kneaded fat.

Zhao Huai’s other hand, which was placed on her slender waist, suddenly moved upward, holding her fragrant shoulder.

“Mmm… ”

The kiss lasted for a good while; it was only after a long time that they finally parted.

After parting, Yu Qinghan’s phoenix-like eyes narrowed into crescents. As she hooked the corners of her lips, she lightly bit her lower lip and said, “It’s been a long time since I saw my husband. Let’s see how good his skills are.”

Upon hearing this, how could Zhao Huai resist such instigation? He threw himself forward and disappeared into the jungle.