Chapter 320 Broken Sword, Supreme Treasure of Pure Yang (Magic Treasure)

The tribulation clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, as divine nectar descended in shimmering streams.

Eldrin channeled his magic power, drawing it into his Golden Core. Only then did he feel the creative energy within the core swell substantially, while the depleted magic power in his body recovered considerably.

After their successful breakthrough, both of them revealed joyful smiles. Having cultivated for over 1 100 and 70 years before reaching the Golden Core realm—such innate talent and foundation would undoubtedly rank them among the rarest prodigies in the entire realm.

"Bzzzz—"

At that very moment, a gleam of light shimmered from the depths of Spirit Isle Lake (Location), and an invisible force tore open a rift along the waters.

That gap was hidden deep within Spirit Isle Lake (Location), from which a vast and mighty water elemental aura faintly emanated.

Underground Water Vein!

Eldrin's expression shifted subtly, a flicker of astonishment flashing in his eyes.

Beneath Spirit Isle Lake (Location) lay concealed an aquatic vein, 1 that had remained hidden right under their very eyes for all these years, completely undetected.

Had it not been for the inexplicable activation of this water vein today, they would likely never have discovered its existence.

"His Ren Water Qi surges like the ocean—this must be the core of the hidden water element circulation network in the Chu Kingdom."

"The grade of this water vein should be even higher than that of the Heavenly Ruins Lake."

With a grave expression, Lyra (Person Name) murmured softly, "Although we haven't entered yet, given our cultivation levels, we can sense the water elemental power contained within far surpasses that of the fourth-tier, lower-grade water vein in the Heavenly Ruins Lake."

Eldrin's expression was equally grave. This water vein was concealed beneath Spirit Isle Lake, and its emergence coincided precisely with his breakthrough to the Golden Core realm—surely this was no mere coincidence.

After exchanging a glance with Lyra (Person Name), Eldrin (Person Name) hesitated briefly before speaking calmly, "This water vein reaches at least the upper tier of the fourth rank. For it to activate spontaneously must be the work of a true master."

"I'm afraid that senior has already been waiting for us inside."

Eldrin said, making the decision to enter the water vein.

To conceal an entire water vein here for so many years, completely escaping their detection, was a feat far beyond the capabilities of a Golden Core realm cultivator.

He had been cultivating here since the age of 15. If the presence within the water vein intended to harm him, it would hardly have waited until today.

The 2 suppressed their astonishment and stepped through the entrance into the underwater current of the lake.

As soon as they entered the water vein, Eldrin and Lyra felt an overwhelmingly rich concentration of Ren Water energy rushing toward them.

They surveyed their surroundings and found that the underground water veins here were devoid of life, with almost no water-elemental spirits or demonic creatures in sight. Only a faint sword aura emanated from the core of the distant water veins.

Eldrin’s brow furrowed deeply. He realized this sword aura was lethally potent—even a Foundation Establishment cultivator would struggle to endure here for more than 1 shichen (2 hours). Any longer, and the invasive energy would seep into their organs, inflicting irreversible damage.

Such a sharp sword aura, no wonder there is no trace of life within this earth vein.

Lyra's eyes widened with shock as she declared, "This water vein is likely a Tier 5 spiritual site."

A fifth-grade water vein, something even a Nascent Soul True Monarch would covet, lay here devoid of all vitality, its essence completely eroded by sword energy.

"Let's go take a look."

With a grave expression, Eldrin (Person Name) spoke and flew toward the direction from which the sword aura emanated.

The 2 flew along the subterranean water vein for a brief moment before arriving at its very core. Within the springhead of the water vein, they glimpsed a hazy, shimmering light.

It was a shattered sword, its entire body crystalline and translucent, shimmering with a faint white glow. Wisps of sword energy seeped from its cracks, slicing fine fissures into the void.

It drifted and floated within the water vein's eye, nourished by the nearly boundless aqueous elemental power flowing through the water vein.

Eldrin and Lyra exchanged a glance, their hearts trembling with awe.

A mere broken sword actually required an entire fifth-order water vein to sustain it, even depleting almost all the aqueous elemental power within the vein. The grade of this sword likely surpassed that of a Demon-Subduing Supreme Treasure.

"You have come."

Sensing Eldrin's arrival, the broken sword gently rose and fell as a mellow voice emanated from it.

The 2 were inwardly startled. They promptly cupped their hands and said respectfully, "Greetings, Senior."

"There is no need for formalities."

The Broken Sword spoke calmly, its blade riddled with fissures as though it had once shattered into a dozen or so fragments. Over the vast expanse of time, it had drawn upon the power of water element to mend itself, and now showed faint signs of restoration.

However, 1 section of the sword tip was now missing, and the cracks on the repaired blade remained severe.

A moment of silence hung between them. Lyra’s heart grew slightly heavy as she realized this was likely a Supreme Treasure of Pure Yang. For such an existence to seek them out could hardly mean anything trivial.

After a moment of contemplation, she spoke up, "I am Lyra (Person Name) of the Jiang clan. Might I ask why you have summoned us here, esteemed elder?"

"Descendant of the Jiang clan, you need not worry. I bear no ill will toward your people."

The broken sword spoke calmly, then gazed at Eldrin and said, "I saved your life—you owe me a life debt!"

Boom—

Eldrin's mind reeled with seismic shock, his complexion shifting through countless shades of pallor. Yet no matter how he scoured his memories, he could not recall when he had ever been saved by the enigmatic Broken Sword Elder.

However, before he could ponder further, the broken sword continued, "Over 1 100 and 70 years ago, in the Eastern Wastelands (Location), violet qi surged across tens of millions of li, as if an immortal from beyond the heavens had been born to face a tribulation."

"I awoke from my slumber, drawn by your aura. Believing you to be an immortal descended to this world, I left a wisp of my essence by your side before falling back into deep slumber."

3 years later, that wisp of aura was disturbed, jolting me awake once more and frightening off that wicked path cultivator.

1 100 and 70 years ago!

Eldrin's pupils contracted slightly as memories of bygone days surfaced in his mind.

Back then, when that Qin-named cultivator inexplicably fled in alarm, I had originally thought it was because a Nascent Soul True Monarch of the Ji Clan had detected him, or perhaps due to the gaze of the Refining Immortal Furnace. Never did I imagine it was actually this broken sword senior who had saved his life.

This line of reasoning made many things fall into place. The reason the Chu Kingdom lacked a fourth-grade water vein was because Senior Canjian had been drawing upon the entire kingdom’s water vein energy to restore himself.

This broken sword lies within the borders of Chu Kingdom (Location), likely a damaged Supreme Treasure of Pure Yang (Magic Treasure). The Qingyang Mountain 2 100 1000 li away was practically beneath its gaze, so saving Eldrin (Person Name) was only natural.

At this thought, Eldrin’s expression turned solemn, and he promptly performed a formal bow with utmost sincerity. “This junior is eternally grateful for Senior’s life-saving grace.”

"There is no need for formalities."

The Broken Sword spoke with utter calm, sighing faintly. "A pity my wounds from ages past remain too profound to heal fully. Were I to strike now, I would risk shattering once more—else I would never have allowed such calamity to persist."

Hearing this, Eldrin finally understood that the wicked arts of the Qin Clan were entangled in a far-reaching conspiracy, secretly connected to the extraterrestrial demons.

At this thought, he said with a solemn expression, "The matters concerning the Qin Clan, this junior will naturally handle."

"I shall repay the debt of gratitude I owe you, Elder."

"If you wish to repay my karma, I'm afraid it won't be an easy task."

The Broken Sword spoke calmly, his gaze fixed intently on Eldrin. "There are indeed 3 matters I wish to entrust to you," he continued.