Invincible Divine Sword

Chapter 592: 592

“No need,” Yang Xiaotian shook his head.

It wasn’t that he blamed the Peng Family for not using all their resources to nurture him; he simply preferred not to travel with them. After all, he needed to cultivate on the way, which could be quite inconvenient.

Upon hearing this, Peng Long couldn’t hide his disappointment. He pondered for a moment and then said, “In that case, when will young master set out? I will accompany you to the Imperial Capital.”

“Very well,” Yang Xiaotian nodded and smiled, “We shall leave together tomorrow.”

Peng Long was overjoyed as Yang Xiaotian agreed, and said with a big smile, “Great, then I’ll start preparing now.” He then left, happy.

Yang Xiaotian smiled as he watched Peng Long’s jubilant figure.

The next day, as dawn was just breaking,

Yang Xiaotian and Peng Long left the Peng Family and set out for the Imperial Capital.

When Peng Fei, Peng Long’s father, found out that Peng Long hadn’t left with the rest of the Peng Family but had instead set off early to accompany Yang Xiaotian to the Imperial Capital, he frowned.

He really didn’t understand what had gotten into Peng Long. Why would he believe that a youth from the Saint Realm could claim first place in this god-making battle?

Yesterday, in front of him and the ancestral elder, he kept insisting that this young Yang could take first place!

“First place?” Peng Fei shook his head.

…

After departing from the Peng Family, once in a deserted place, Yang Xiaotian and Peng Long activated their Abyssal Spaceship and sped off towards the Imperial Capital.

The Empire where the Peng Family resided was known as the Linyuan Empire.

The distance from the Peng Family’s main residence to the Linyuan Imperial Capital was not great; they could make the journey in three to four days at most.

Inside the spaceship, Yang Xiaotian continued to consume the second tribulation-grade Holy Healing Pills to cultivate.

He was now at the peak of the third layer of the Saint Realm. By the time they reached the Linyuan Imperial Capital, he planned to visit the Medicine Hall and merchant associations to see if he could buy Divine Level spiritual medicines and then concoct Divine Elixirs.

If he could craft Divine Elixirs, then later, the Destiny God Tree would bear the Destiny God Fruit after consuming them, and before he went to the Heavenly Court to participate in the battle to become a god, he had hopes of breaking through to the fourth layer of the Saint Realm, consolidating his fourth Primordial Universe Holy Fruit!

While consuming the Holy Healing Pills for cultivation, Yang Xiaotian didn’t forget to practice the Black Dragon Sword Technique.

After relentless practice for several days, his Black Dragon Sword Technique had reached the Perfection Realm.

He was just one step away from Summit Mastery.

Three days later,

when Yang Xiaotian and Peng Long arrived at the Linyuan Imperial Capital, it was nearly noon.

However, they weren’t in a hurry to find accommodation; instead, they decided to go straight to register.

They had expected a large crowd, but they were still shocked when they arrived at the square. They saw a sea of people—there were not millions, there must have been hundreds of thousands.

The square was enormous, with a hundred registration spots, but the end of each line was out of sight.

Yang Xiaotian recalled the scene when he went to register at the Celestial Burial Academy, but now the crowd was even larger than back then.

Just as Yang Xiaotian was speechless, a young fellow approached him with a smile and asked, “Little brother, are you planning to line up to register? Do you want to register quickly? Give us a hundred low-grade Spirit Stones, and we can arrange for you to move up a hundred places.”

“If you give us ten thousand low-grade Spirit Stones, we can arrange for you to move up ten thousand places.”

“Give us a hundred thousand low-grade Spirit Stones, and we will help you register right now.”

Yang Xiaotian and Peng Long were astonished.

Yang Xiaotian asked with a smile, “A hundred thousand low-grade Spirit Stones for immediate registration?”

The young fellow’s eyes lit up, and he said with a smile, “Indeed, immediate registration!”

Yang Xiaotian took out a Space Ring and tossed it to the other party.

The young fellow opened it and smiled so widely his mouth almost split, and immediately led Yang Xiaotian to the very front of a certain queue, had his guild mates make way, and helped Yang Xiaotian register.

Yang Xiaotian cast a meaningful glance at the young fellow, who dared to do this so openly and brazenly, clearly signifying that his identity was not a simple one.

As per the registration requirement, Yang Xiaotian stepped into the center of the Grand Array to begin the test of bone age and realm.

With the activation of the Grand Array, a burst of light enveloped Yang Xiaotian, and soon, on the Stone Mirror before him, his bone age and realm slowly appeared.

“Bone Age: Eighteen.”

“Realm: Triple Summit of the Saint Realm.”

The master responsible for registration stared at the Stone Mirror, stunned, a look of shock on his face, followed by disbelief, “Eighteen years old, Triple Summit of the Saint Realm!”

The young fellow who had just brought Yang Xiaotian over was also shocked.

A commotion arose among the various powerhouses registering around them.

“What, eighteen years old, Triple Summit of the Saint Realm? How is that possible! Even His Majesty the Desolate Heavenly Emperor couldn’t have cultivated so quickly in his time!”

Everyone was looking at Yang Xiaotian with shock.

If one were to break through to the Saint Realm at eighteen years old, it would be considered extremely fast, but to have cultivated to the Triple Summit of the Saint Realm at just eighteen was nothing short of astonishing.

In the vast expanse of the Zhongtian Continent, with its million Empires and billion Sects, there were talents as many as the sands of the Ganges River, yet no one had ever heard of someone reaching the Triple Summit of the Saint Realm at the age of eighteen.

The registration master, fearing an error, had Yang Xiaotian test again.

It was still eighteen years old, Triple Summit of the Saint Realm.

Finally, under the other party’s gaze filled with shock, disbelief, strangeness, and pity, he registered Yang Xiaotian for the competition and gave him a preliminary round identity plaque.

Just as Yang Xiaotian and Peng Long were about to leave, the young fellow who had helped Yang Xiaotian register came forward with a smile, “Brother, would you be interested in joining our Sword God Hall?”

“Sword God Hall!” Peng Long was surprised.

Yang Xiaotian was also taken aback.

This young fellow turned out to be from the Sword God Hall.

The Sword God Hall was definitely one of the most powerful behemoths in the Zhongtian Continent, its influence spreading across the entire continent. In the Zhongtian Continent, the Sword God Hall held an unsurpassable status, even towering above many Empires.

Compared to even the foremost Empire, the Sword God Hall was seen as somewhat superior.

“Indeed, the Sword God Hall,” said the young man with a smile to Yang Xiaotian. “I am Wang Yang. Brother, if you wish to join our Sword God Hall, you can use this token to find me in the north of the city later on.” He then handed Yang Xiaotian a token and told him the specific location.

Yang Xiaotian received the token from the other party, thanked him, and then left the plaza with Peng Long.

The young man Wang Yang watched Yang Xiaotian’s departing figure, deep in thought: “Eighteen years old, Triple Summit of the Saint Realm, his cultivation speed is even more terrifying than mine! I never expected such a monstrous talent to appear in the Martial Soul World.”

“But what a pity,” he shook his head in the end.

An eighteen-year-old at the Triple Summit of the Saint Realm indicated Yang Xiaotian’s talent was incredibly striking.

However, being at the Triple Summit of the Saint Realm meant he would inevitably be unable to achieve a good ranking in the upcoming Sealing Divine Battle, not even likely to pass the Linyuan Empire’s preliminaries.

After Yang Xiaotian left, he and Peng Long found the best inn in the Imperial Capital and rented the finest palace.

Before long, Peng Long returned from gathering information and said to Yang Xiaotian, “Young Master, that Wang Yang has been looked into; he is the Direct Disciple of the second Sword God of the Sword God Hall! He is also one of the hottest contenders for the championship in this preliminary selection of the Linyuan Empire.”

Actually, the Direct Disciple of the second Sword God!

Yang Xiaotian was taken aback.