Chapter 30

Three figures sat around a hall. Two of them were female figures filled with a youthful charm. Their faces were clean and stunning as a faint scent exuded off them attracting the last man to jump on them.

Of course the man was Leopold. While the Two women were from the Blue Petunia Sect.

In fact Norman underestimated the Blue Petunia Sect. While their Sect only had the wealth to seal a Qi Refining Peerless Disciple, he didn't account for the disciples that were married out.

The Patriarch of a First-Grade Family had taken her as his wife, and loved her dearly. Although she was only in the Foundation Realm he treasured her even using the Sealing opportunity that the family had to seal her for the future!

So the Blue Petunia Sect actually had two disciples left.

Penelope, the Peerless Ninth Realm Qi Refiner and Karen the Second Foundation Realm Cultivator.

''Hah of course I know! But what else can I do? Norman definitely won't let me live. And I severely underestimated the Sect, actually sealing away 4 Deacons!''

Leopold showed a vicious look on his face. He had requested Karen to take action before, but the result disappointed him. She was knocked back by the Deacons of the Sect.

But this showed him the Sect had long since prepared, actually sealing away some Deacons!

''According to our estimates, there are no less than 100 Disciples in the Sect. It seems like Norman has been busy recently. But the Disciples don't seem to exceed the Fifth Realm of Qi Refining.''

''But it's strange. The mountain seems to be far less impressive than we originally expected. Could there be something strange about it?''

Penelope showed a faint look. In her mind she remembered watching Karen fight the deacons.

Below there were many stone and wooden buildings with disciples rushing around. But there didn't seem to be rare buildings or the original architecture.

''Don't forget it has been thousands of years. It is likely that the original location of the Sect has fallen into ruins. As for inheritance? The Immortal Sanctuary Sect wasn't strong enough to seal objects or spiritual weapons for that long.''

However Karen just gave a disdainful snort. The Blue Petunia Sect was one of the wealthiest sects in the area, but they could only afford to seal one disciple.

And a majority of their inheritance and background had disintegrated with time! After all, they didn't have strong cultivators to reinforce the buildings.

So their once towering mountain actually crumbled to a smaller mountain. With only dozens of buildings left.

Clearly they thought the Immortal Sanctuary Sect was in a similar situation. Unaware they only saw one of the Sects Checkpoints!

''You're right. If possible we shouldn't kill those 100 disciples. Otherwise who knows how long it would take to fill up the sect with the poor quality of disciples outside.''

''We have been looking around for so long and only found 5 Disciples! And 2 of them are males unsuitable for our practise techniques.''

Penelope sighed. But Leopold's eyes lit up.

''I happen to have a skill here for Male disciples to practise. It's called the Mystical Web Technique, although it is only a Low-Earth Grade Technique it is enough for the male disciples to practise for now.''

Leopold smiled, taking out a small book under the grateful eyes of the two girls. In their impression Leopold had resigned to merging with the Blue Petunia Sect.

Unfortunately how could it be that simple?

As soon as Leopold left the temporary meeting site, a mocking smile appeared on his face.

''Haha! As long as all the male disciples of the Blue Petunia Sect practise the Technique my Cultivation will improve miles at a time. By the time those fools realise that the cost of quick practise is their lifespan it will be too late.''

In fact, the Mystical Web Technique that Leopold found wasn't a simple practice method.

Actually that was only half of a Low-Heaven Grade Technique!

The real mystery is that there is a mother book, allowing the main cultivator to absorb the cultivation of those that practise using the Children Book! It allows the Children to make rapid improvements by melting away their lifespan.

But the one using the Mother Book will just endlessly gain, their own cultivation being equal to dozens of others.

''Haha successfully reached the peak of the Foundation Realm!''

Inside of the cave a figure dressed in a violet robe floated in the air. Aura surged around him as his long hair floated up like an abandoned Immortal.

The aura on his body surged as countless nets of energy appeared around him.

[Ding]

[Sign in opportunity has been refreshed. Do you wish to sign in?]

''Yes!''

Norman felt the surging energy and decided to sign in straight away.

[Congratulations to the Host for Getting: High-God Grade Cultivation Technique, Sword Body]

Norman suddenly felt his body change. The aura in his body began to surge.

The net of Aura around his body instantly shattered. Instead it all surged back into his Abdomen.

In the sky above the golden fortress, the light began to converge forming 5 large balls of light.

[Sword Body (High-God Grade): Condense countless swords within your body using Spiritual Aura as a basis. Eventually swords will become your aura and your body will begin to change, becoming the ultimate sword practitioner. You can naturally understand Sword based Martial Skills.]

''Hoooh!''

Norman shouted into the air. The colossal balls of energy instantly began to change shape forming five large swords each more than ten metres long, the shining silver at least three metres in width.

''Such a powerful technique!''

Norman suddenly burst out with a terrifying aura. The plain energy in his body had begun to change. Each piece of energy contained an endless shocking sword intent enough to shatter boulders.

If before it was like a gentle wave now it was a violent ocean! There is no doubt that ten old Normans couldn't beat the current one.

Norman stared at the 5 shocking swords above the city with amazement

''Come out!''

Norman reached his hand up. The air around him trembled as five large swords appeared around his body spiralling and screeching.

Finally they stood still, stopping beside his body preparing to attack. Norman felt an incredible control with the swords, as if they were all extensions of his body.