15 Chapter 15- The Death Bringer

Two months after meeting the old man, Xu Feng finally arrived at the mountains of the Immortal sword sect.

Majestic and strong Qi rippled in the sky, accompanied by an endless pressure as it spread. Under this pressure, everyone on the mountain felt the Qi within their bodies begin to show signs of solidifying, immediately causing shock to arise in their hearts. As expected of the sect experts, just their pressure alone was already so powerful…

Xu Feng was also a little stunned when he saw this scene. Clearly, he also did not expect that there was peak soul establishment stage experts in the mortal land. Moreover, it was obvious from the expression of the examiners that this man was an important figure.

"Greeting Patriarch" the examiners softly muttered.

"Patriarch" The rest of them bowed in greeting, after all now they are outer sect disciples, so they had to show respect towards this man. Only Xu Feng was laughing inside, he knew that in those great sects, a peak soul establishment realm expert was only a outer core disciple at most.

"The patriarch wishes to make me his disciple, or else he wouldn't send his soul force to check my daitan space and Qi quality, bad for him nothing is different from the norm..." Thought Xu Feng inwardly. Why else would a patriarch greet newbies if he wasn't interested in talent? It seems like they're desperate to achieve something....

"Hmm, it's just like what you said elder Hao Gong, this genius is calm and collected, no traces of nervousness could be seen, even when facing me, the patriarch he is neither too humble or arrogant... indeed he's a good seedling, but we need to observe him more before placing all our efforts on him" The patriarch sent a soul message to the elder escorting these disciples.

"Indeed patriarch, although he seems calm and collected we need to test his character, see if he's brave and courageous, observe him before placing our trust on him...." said Hao Gong.

The remaining experts from the mortal sect at were also paying attention to this scene, after all it isn't everyday when the patriarch greets new disciples attracting the attention of these old fogeys.

A deep expression flashed in the depth of Xu Feng's eyes when he heard this. He was aware that the they were testing him. Usually one's soul transmission could only be picked up if you knew the frequency in which they communicated, however with Xu Feng's auxiliary skill he could record the soul frequencies found in the air and break it down to find the original message. In the past he had used this technique in many negotiations with sects and other superpowers to gain the advantage in the transactions he made. This can also be used in auctions, allowing Xu Feng to save lots of money...

Hearing that they were going to observe him, he knew that his plan was working. Then the patriarch and the elder flew away in their swords like nothing had happened and left the disciple stunned. Noticing their expressions, the examiner said "When you foundation establishment, your Qi transforms and gains an attribute, allowing you to fly by manipulating your sword with Qi with better control."

Listening to this explanation, the expression of these disciples were fervent yet also somewhat puzzled. Sighing, the examiner one again said that " After core formation is core reinforcement, after that is foundation establishment" patiently explained the examiner. You'll learn more about this during your lessons in the outer sect. Saying this the examiner brought them to their lodgings and gave them jade identity plates before bidding farewell.

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Laying in a simple wooden bed for outer disciples, Xu Feng had to f****** cultivate the slow as a snail way. Good old absorbing Qi from the air bullshit. He couldn't take pills, couldn't make pills, couldn't use the resources in his space ring, couldn't even sleep like he's used to... Why? It's all due to the 5 stupid, weak-ass soul senses that were being used to observe this "genius" specimen. For F*** sake Xu Feng though inwardly " At least give me some personal space, geez and i can't even kill these ants..."

So like the most obedient disciple ever, Xu Feng patiently meditated and went to get shitty martial skills with an excited face. He had to muster control to not just reach transcendence in these skills with a single glance. He had to slow himself down, ponder on useless shit, and make it seem like he was trying really hard to figure out this baby talk!

Mastery of a skill is split between Small stage, Medium stage, High stage, Perfection stage and then Transcendence. Even the creator of the skill couldn't reach Transcendence, because that the stage in which the skill is evolved and becomes stronger through a higher comprehension of the heavenly laws. So unless the creator's understanding of elemental laws improves, Transcendence is impossible.

Diligently practising, Xu Feng forced himself to play his part while thinking"F*** sake, what will happen to my reputation if the god's that feared me were to see this... I hate this sect, I'll wait till I'm at the Foundation establishment realm, then you're treasury will be swept clean..."

Practising wasn't all that hard to deal with, what was annoying is the stares he get's from women and how they approach him to talk about "cultivation" every time he leaves his house. He also has to chat with the other new disciples so that he doesn't seem to anti social, besides it's not bad to have allies in sects.

Mostly, he talked to Liqui Jie, she seemed principled and righteous to Xu Feng, and through the auxiliary skill, he managed to find out with his soul strength that she wasn't acting. He rather enjoyed her company as he didn't pick up as many lies as he did with the other new disciples. He thought " It seems like she's a good enough ally, however i need something to control her with, her talent in the soul aspect is tremendous, I can't make the rookie mistake of trusting women again now can I... I need leverage before taking her as a true ally... Her personalities not bad, but in the quest to the apex, she's nothing more than a chess piece..."

Xu Feng also went to the library to seek knowledge. Spanning for thousands of miles, the human territory in this mortal plane was controlled by demon's and beasts, there were no mentions of elves, dwarfs in the books, Xu Feng wasn't surprised, after all elves and dwarfs were much more rarer than humans and demons. Each species has it's own talent and area of expertise. Humans had the greatest potential and intelligence. Beasts had the strongest bodies. Elves were blessed by heaven and earth and had higher cultivation speed. Lastly dwarfs, had the strongest souls, and the highest technological knowledge among all the species. Humanity was ranked only after dwarfs in terms of many things in terms of technology. Although humans's had higher intelligence, the elites of the dwarf species were not inferior to humans in this aspect. The average dwarf was only slightly dumber than the average human. This in combination with their powerful soul strength allows dwarfs to create better weapons, stronger arrays, better pills etc...

In Xu Feng's previous lifetime, he raided the greatest sect in the dwarf race to gain his knowledge about arrays, alchemy and weapon forging, giving him new and better methods. He then merged humanities knowledge and methods with the dwarfs to invent new methods. Although both species were technologically advanced, the manner in which they achieved their goals were different. For example, dwarfs relied more on their soul strength when crafting weapons, imbuing the weapon with soul force to enhance the innate quality of the material, while human's relied on their strong flame essence to better refine the metals to make the sword sharper. One increased the quality of the material, while the other better refined the material. These paths were different, but they both achieved the same goal.

Taking the best of both worlds, Xu Feng refined a weapon with his soul force and flame essence. Through thousands, millions of trials, and with the help of the soul force container technology of the beasts, Xu Feng created a soul sword. A sword with a soul, capable of improving along with the user, absorbing the soul, blood essence and strength of one's enemies to become stronger.

This was one of Xu Feng's past trump cards. In the entirety of the God realm, there was only 2 kinds of these weapons. One was a long sword. The other was a short knife. Both weapons belonged to Xu Feng. Out of the two weapons, Xu Feng only used the knife, the sword was ignored. The knife was know as the death bringer as whenever Xu Feng wanted to assassinate gods silently, that was the knife he used.

Although he walked down the path of body refinement, it has flaws. One of them being that he wasn't suited for covert operations. The knife made up for this flaw. It killed millions, was bathed in blood and had it's own soul, had it's own intelligence. It was the king of assassination weapons. It only recognised Xu Feng s it's master. Thinking about his knife, Xu Feng felt melancholic. In all the realms, Xu Feng only trusted one intelligent being, his knife. It became a indispensable part of his life before he knew it, he spent years with that knife, had nurtured it like it was his son, loved it deeply. In the apex, that knife was the only thing that helped him fight the abyss of loneliness. Whenever he was sad, or felt troubled, that knife hummed and shook, flew around like a innocent and excited child, almost as if saying "I'm here, you're not alone, you have me, I'll never betray you, I'll forever stay by your side..."

Unknowingly two streams of tears left this god's eyes. It wasn't that he was cold, or that he didn't care, but rather he was too afraid of betrayal to ever trust again... Thinking deeply, he wondered if his partner had survived the ravages of time, wondered what it was doing after 10,000 years... Xu Feng swore in his heart, that regardless of where it was, he will find it, and that he won't ever use another weapon until he found that knife...

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Deep in the god realm, in a separate space, there was chains binding a small knife. It had lost it's lustre, but still emitted a heaven defying aura, after the death of it's owner due to heavenly tribulations, it started to hate the heavens. The once king of all weapons, the death bringer knife, now seemed to suffer in agony. But then it felt the presence of a strong soul, felt something it hadn't felt in 10,000 years, the soul of it's master... It then emitted a cry of happiness, after 10,000 years the sword soul had evolved, and now resembled the figure of a heaven defying beauty... Now streaks of tears were coming from her eyes, and determination shone within her pupils. The small knife bounded by chains bigger than mountains, started to fight for it's freedom with unseen ferocity... It now had hope...

Sensing this change, a figure in black robes descended, saying " It's useless, you may be the death bringer, but now that your master has gone, you have 2 choices, either submit to me or die in this rotting place!"

When the sword heard this, it laughed and said " You will regret what you have done to me... and it won't end with just you... your entire race will regret this.... the day will come when the god of life and death once again returns to save me...."

" Idiot, your master's dead, you've lost your mind after all these years in confinement, how dare you disrespect me? I'm the son of a true god, my father was better that the life and death god, he opened the gates to the realm of ancients, serving me will bring you a great future... Sigh Why won't you serve me.. I'm also a god you know... What makes the life and death god so special? "

"He! He! Without my masters research it would've been impossible for your father to become a true god... If my master wasn't practising the Sun Yang god technique, an if his tribulations weren't stronger due to this fact, he would've opened the gates to the realm of ancients more than 10,000 years ago..."

"Shut up you slut! How dare you disrespect my father?" Hearing what the knife said, the young demon god, took out a whip and slashed it at the knife. The knife didn't let out a single grunt of pain and was silent after it said in a calm voice " Wait for the day your race is exterminated by my hands...." The nose of whips continued for hours.

Then the somewhat tired young man cursed and told his servants to keep attacking the knife and left in a fit of rage... This knife will one day gain it's freedom, in that day, the blood of an entire race flowed like rivers throughout the god realm, the cries of demon's could be heard echoing into the depths of the universe. Sending shivers down the spines of all those in the god realm, signifying the return of the life and death god....