Chapter 554

Chapter 554: Top-Quality Immortal Artifact

Illusory Rainbow!

Ye Yun had never encountered an Immortal artifact capable of shape-shifting.

Neither he nor even the higher-ups of Divine Grace Palace had heard of such a thing. Only Tian Yunzi showed shock, staring at the blood-colored long sword in Jun Ruolan’s hand with disbelief.

"Shape-shifting Immortal artifacts? To think one would appear here," Tian Yunzi murmured, his voice tinged with rare astonishment.

"Have you seen such artifacts before, Brother?" Divine Grace Palace Master Yu Qingzhi asked, her eyes narrowing.

Tian Yunzi nodded. "During my youth in the North Sea, our group faced a demon whale whose water jets could crush low-level Nascent Soul cultivators. When death seemed certain, a stranger appeared wielding a sword that morphed mid-strike into a battle spear, piercing the beast’s eye. The spear then shattered into diamond darts that flooded its throat. Light erupted from within, weaving a net that shrank the hundred-zhang whale into a foot-long creature trapped in a jade bottle."

The listeners—including Palace Master Yu Qingzhi and Yan Rushui—stood transfixed. Crafting even low-quality Immortal artifacts demanded immense effort, while mid-grade ones required collaboration between Fifth Level Nascent Soul experts. Top-quality artifacts? Only Earth Immortal realm saints could forge those. Yet all known artifacts had fixed forms. A sword becoming a spear defied every weapon-forging principle.

Yet here it was: Jun Ruolan’s scarf-turned-sword boasting seven forms. Each transformation multiplied crafting complexity exponentially. Perfection in every detail would’ve been essential—a near-impossible feat.

"Jun Ruolan," Tian Yunzi suddenly asked, "Might I examine that artifact?"

"Would you lend me Divine Grace Palace’s treasure?" she retorted coldly.

"Merely curiosity," he shrugged, feigning indifference.

Jun Ruolan stood motionless, her sword thrumming as blood-sea energies churned within ten zhang. At its center, Ye Yun remained still, brow furrowed in thought.

Jun Ruolan watched him, withholding attack.

*Ye Yun,* came the Ancestor of the Sword Path’s voice from Soul Turning Tower, *This top-quality artifact surpasses anything in Great Qin Empire.*

"Have you seen such weapons?" Ye Yun mentally asked.

"Owned several," the Ancestor replied. "Seven weak artifacts equal one. True power lies in cultivation, not tools—though that sword’s no mid-grade trinket. Steal it."

Ye Yun’s eyes narrowed. "Top-quality artifacts are rarer than phoenix feathers here. Yet a Moon Goddess Palace disciple carries one?"

"Moon Goddess Palace ranks high among Eight Major Sects," the Ancestor said. "Nascent Souls there are common. True worth begins at Fifth Level, overcoming personal tribulations to approach sainthood."

Ye Yun recalled Tian Yunzi’s words: saints gained heavenly recognition, their numbers fixed.

"Foolishness," the Ancestor snorted. "The Human Realm’s vastness holds countless saints. Survival, not scarcity, limits them. Now focus! Take that sword and the Nine Nether Herb. With my secret techniques, we’ll—"

"Ye Yun!" Jun Ruolan’s shout shattered his thoughts. Her blood-sea aura faltered after prolonged waiting. "Make your move!"

He smiled, Purple Shadow Sword humming. "Sister Jun, weren’t you patient in Thunder Falls Valley? Why rush now?"

She gestured, crimson waves coalescing. "I grant you first strike."

"Generous," he said, stance easing. "But last time you offered mercy… how did that end?"