History's Strongest Senior Brother c1-1474

by 八月飞鹰, Ba Yue Fei Ying, August Eagle

  For Essence Talisman Martial Grandmasters and the Transcending Mortality Martial Grandmasters above them, even spirit artifacts for them were also basically a single pit a carrot, with no extra ones that could be bestowed upon martial practitioners of a lower cultivation base.

  Still, it was also precisely because of this that as Yan Zhaoge had stepped into the Essence Spirit Martial Grandmaster realm, as a Martial Saint, Yuan Zhengfeng would be personally opening his furnace and preparing a new weapon for him.

  Sacred Artifacts were rare, and high-grade spirit artifacts were hard to come by as well. Still, a high-grade spirit artifact that was forged by Yuan Zhengfeng would definitely be one of the utmost quality.

  Looking first at Yan Zhaoge and next at Ying Longtu, Feng Yunsheng smiled as well.

  The passing down of the torch was naught but this.

  History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 412: The one they want to kill the most

  HSSB412: The one they want to kill the most

  Seeing the Jade Dragon Sword in Ying Longtu’s hands, Yin Liuhua’s envy almost spilled over to her exterior.

  She ceased in her thoughts, appearing normal as she looked at Ying Longtu and then Feng Yunsheng before lowering her head, some gloominess within her gaze.

  “I heard that this Ying…this senior apprentice-brother Ying was unearthed outside by senior apprentice-brother Yan before being brought back to our clan.”

  “It was also the same for senior apprentice-sister Feng…no wonder the are both so close with senior apprentice-brother Yan.”

  Yin Liuhua pressed her lips together, not speaking.

  Yan Zhaoge’s gaze instead fell on the black sabre in Feng Yunsheng’s hands.

  That was an artifact, having followed by Feng Yunsheng’s side ever since the first time he had met her. She had obtained it back when she was still in the Sacred Sun Clan.

  At that time, it had still been a low-grade artifact.

  For Martial Artists or martial practitioners who had just become Martial Scholars, it was naturally a miraculous, powerful weapon.

  Still, accompanied by the rise in Feng Yunsheng’s cultivation base, it should logically have long since fallen out of the picture.

  However, this black sabre was still Feng Yunsheng’s accompanying weapon.

  Yan Zhaoge had long since noticed the abnormality in this sabre.

  Because this black sabre actually seemed to be levelling up alongside Feng Yunsheng’s improvements in cultivation base.

  Currently, it had already reached the level of a mid-grade artifact.

  Yan Zhaoge believed that on the day Feng Yunsheng stepped into the Xiantian stage, this sabre would most likely become a high-grade artifact as well.

  Yan Zhaoge felt rather interested by this. Currently, of all the weapons of the Eight Extremities World, he knew only of a single one that had similar properties.

  That was precisely that dark green bamboo branch that Yan Zhaoge had himself forged. Still, that treasure could not simply be measured with the grading of artifacts or spirit artifacts.

  Feng Yunsheng herself did not understand the reason for this as well. This sabre had been personally chosen by her back then in the Sacred Sun Clan’s weaponry vault.

  Back then, it had just seemed to fit her hands, its power as a low-grade artifact outstanding. She had not thought that it was actually so unique.

  Still, with this black sabre able to accompany her all the way and grow alongside her, Feng Yunsheng felt rather happy about it, therefore being even more enamoured by it.

  Looking at the Jade Dragon Sword in Ying Longtu’s hands, Feng Yunsheng looked slightly out of sorts for a moment. The next moment, she suddenly broke her stance, keeping her sabre.

  Ying Longtu and Yin Liuhua were rather surprised by this. Every time Feng Yunsheng went into that posture, she would remain in it for a very long time, with there being nothing that could break her cultivation.

  Yan Zhaoge also looked over, “What?”

  Feng Yunsheng said, “Nothing. There are some thoughts that I have to slowly ponder upon for a while.”

  Yan Zhaoge smiled, “Because I gave the Jade Dragon Sword to Han Long’er? Could it be that you want a spirit artifact as well? Let me say this first-I don’t have any such spirit artifact sabres on me.”

  “How could that be?” Feng Yunsheng shook her head, “It’s just that some stuff you mentioned when talking about the Jade Dragon Sword just now caused me to feel some things.”

  Yan Zhaoge gradually understood as his gaze turned serious, “You want to go tempering outside like junior apprentice-sister Sikong, nourishing your sabre with battle?”

  Feng Yunsheng said calmly, “I know that as a Maiden of Extreme Yin, I am a focal point of the entire world. If I do not have sufficient strength with which to protect myself when roaming the outside world, it would be easy for me to be targeted by the Sacred Sun Clan and the Heavenly Thunder Hall.”

  “If something went wrong, not only would it be a question of my personal wellbeing, the situation of the entire clan would be affected as well.”

  Feng Yunsheng gazed into the distance, “Still, cultivating amongst the mountains is indeed not a suitable cultivation method for me. I can sense that ever since the previous Extreme Yin Bout, my rate of improvement has been slowing, with it becoming easier and easier for me to reach a bottleneck in my cultivation.”

  She laughed in self-derision, “To give an inappropriate comparison, I am like the blade of a sabre or sword, a grindstone no longer able to sharpen me as what I require is clashing with other weapons or being stained in the fresh blood of my enemies.”

  Yan Zhaoge sighed softly, “It is not so. You are giving yourself too much pressure, being too demanding on yourself.”

  Feng Yunsheng smiled slightly, no longer continuing to speak.

  During the process of cultivation, Yin Liuhua had been reluctant to continue.

  However, be it Yan Zhaoge or Feng Yunsheng, neither had the intention of scorning her or feeling disappointed.

  That was because requesting things of others based upon the intensity of Feng Yunsheng’s cultivation was actually an extremely demanding thing.

  Others not being able to complete Feng Yunsheng’s level of training did not mean that they were unable to take hardship, their wills not being firm enough, their persistence and resilience lacking.

  It was more because it was really too difficult.

  From a certain perspective, it was actually the normal thing to be unable to achieve that boundary which had already surpassed simple painstaking diligence. Instead, those who were able to achieve it would be hailed by others with astonished cries as being superhuman.

  As Yan Zhaoge knew, not counting himself, strictly calculating, amongst their peers of the same generation, there was not a single person who could train to the extent of Feng Yunsheng without completely wrecking themselves.

  Those who could reach extremely close to her intensity and had persisted with this over the years numbered only three.

  Xu Fei, Sikong Qing, Ying Longtu.

  Therefore, while she herself was able to persist, Feng Yunsheng would not force Yin Liuhua to definitely have to be like herself.

  If not for Yin Liuhua being a Maiden of Extreme Yin as well, Feng Yunsheng wouldn’t even have said a single thing about it.

  Meanwhile, after Yan Zhaoge understood the situation, all he did was adjust Yin Liuhua’s expected use as he might expect for downwards.

  Of course, having the obligation and responsibility to bear more on one’s shoulders came naturally together with enjoying more authority as well as conveniences.

  Yin Liuhua having been adjusted downwards in terms of use within his mind, the resources as well as privileges of the clan that she enjoyed would also be correspondingly adjusted.

  Still, this would not be an unchanging thing. It remained to be seen whether she would improve down the road.

  At the very least, Yan Zhaoge knew that Yin Liuhua
would soon be facing a great trial.

  Because Fu Enshu was back.

  As a training maniac of her generation, it was not completely unfounded that Fu Enshu thought so especially highly of Feng Yunsheng and Sikong Qing.

  Unseen by others, Yan Zhaoge quickly rolled his eyes. There was not much that could be reasoned with that senior apprentice-aunt Fu. Her belief was: I will not force my disciples to do what I myself cannot, but what I am able to do, my disciples must be able to do as well.

  Back at the East Sea, when Fu Enshu had first introduced Yan Zhaoge to Yin Liuhua, she had said, “Didn’t Yunsheng shoot up to where she is now in not even three full years?”

  The meaning of this was that she had the same expectations of Yin Liuhua.

  And the same principle applied when in her eyes, the bitter, painstaking training that Feng Yunsheng could grit her teeth and persist in was something that she, Fu Enshu, as well as Sikong Qing, could do as well.

  Since there was not just one person who could do it, Yin Liuhua should naturally be able to do it as well…

  Yan Zhaoge smacked his lips, glancing at Yin Liuhua.

  Having gotten a somewhat unreasonable Master, having not interacted with her sufficiently beforehand, this girl might only have so far felt the benefits brought about by Fu Enshu’s forceful protection of those under her. In the time that was soon to follow, with her mentality, her life here might not be all that smooth.

  If she was able to bear it, perhaps there was a chance of her switching her bones and being reborn. Otherwise, there would only be hard times that were awaiting her.

  Yan Zhaoge said, “The tempering that you speak of, just like how junior apprentice-sister Sikong was earlier roaming the outside world, actually harbours the intention to avoid the protection of the clan. That way, the risks would be great. From a certain perspective, it is a loss that our clan cannot afford to have.”

  “This is especially so when your abilities have already been proven following the fifth Extreme Yin Bout. In the eyes of the higher echelon experts of the other Sacred Grounds, you are already no longer an existence that can be overlooked. Especially in the Sacred Sun Clan, where amongst the disciples of the younger generation of our clan, if it is said that the one they want to kill the most is me, the one ranked second would definitely be you.”

  History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 413: Yan Zhaoge’s new weapon

  HSSB413: Yan Zhaoge’s new weapon

  If one said that others had still had doubts regarding Feng Yunsheng’s ability prior to the fifth Extreme Yin Bout, after it was over, with her forcibly defeating Turbid Wave Pavilion’s Fan Qiu in a domineering manner, there was no longer anyone who suspected her ability and potential as a Maiden of Extreme Yin.

  To the Sacred Sun Clan, this held additional significance, causing them to hold complex feelings, at the same time also wishing to get rid of Feng Yunsheng even more.

  Having experienced the Fifth Extreme Yin Bout, Broad Creed Mountain had internally cemented its confidence in Feng Yunsheng as well.

  The doubtful, dissenting voices of earlier had all vanished, with no one bringing up such things anymore.

  Yan Zhaoge said mildly, “You already lost out once that year. You should remember that lesson.”

  Feng Yunsheng answered, “You can’t just not eat because you choked once.”

  She said slowly, “After winning the Extreme Yin Crown, it is not to be brought back to the clan as adornment. The opponents that I will have to face are not just Little Wan and the other Maidens of Extreme Yin; they also include the Flame Devils. More precisely, it would be the powerful Flame Devil Kings.”

  “As well as…other powerful opponents.”

  Feng Yunsheng’s gaze was calm and stable, apparently already having considered this matter very thoroughly.

  Hearing her words, Yan Zhaoge nodded, “Good, looks like this is not a moment’s rashness on your part. Since that is so, I have no objections. Still, you are not an ordinary disciple. If you want to leave the Mountain, you first have to obtain the consent of my father and your Master.”

  Feng Yunsheng said, “That is only natural.”

  Yan Zhaoge took his leave, returning to his lodgings to rest.

  Within his room, Yan Zhaoge sat quietly in the meditative position, moderating his breathing.

  Like his father had said, most of the essence of that dead ice dragon’s flesh and blood had transformed into essential qi, being absorbed within his body.

  Before he attempted his breakthrough into the Transcending Mortality Martial Grandmaster realm, he would not have to worry about the accumulation of his true essence at all. All he had to do was strive fiercely to improve, comprehending the martial principles.

  Of course, the precondition was that he was able to effectively refine and absorb that large amount of pure, refined qi within his body.

  As Yan Zhaoge sat in the meditative position, the chaotic qi mass in his body rippled, with a great amount of pure, refined qi in which ice and fire was merged appearing within.

  As the fire and ice rotated, they were unceasingly absorbed and assimilated by the chaotic qi mass, gradually becoming a portion of Yan Zhaoge’s strength.

  Yan Zhaoge refined this large amount of qi accumulated within his body whilst also perusing various martial arts, thereby passing his days in an incomparably substantial manner.

  As time slowly passed, the strength of the illusory scenes within the Marsh of Illusory Sea weakened, the days gradually drawing near to when the Ten Character Heavenly Rainbow was set to appear.

  Just around this time, Yan Zhaoge’s Grand Master Yuan Zhengfeng completed his work as well, sending over a message calling for Yan Zhaoge to come and collect the item.

  As Yan Zhaoge arrived at Yuan Zhengfeng’s lodgings, as he entered, he found Yuan Zhengfeng seated within the courtyard, a middle-aged man beside him.

  “Grand Master, senior apprentice-uncle Gao,” Yan Zhaoge came forward, bowing to the two in greeting.

  Yuan Zhengfeng and that middle-aged man both smiled as they nodded to him.

  The middle-aged man was surnamed Gao. He was also Yuan Zhengfeng’s personal disciple, just that his accomplishments were slightly inferior to that of Yan Di, Shi Tie, Fang Zhun and Fu Enshu.

  This man was rather proficient in the forging of artifacts. During the artifact forging this time round, it would not have been possible for Yuan Zhengfeng to do everything personally as he had only been in charge of the most crucial part, in the meantime leaving most of the work to this middle-aged man to perform on his behalf.

  Still, the middle-aged man was currently also feeling rather emotional. It was fine that as Yan Zhaoge’s senior, he was forging an artifact for him.

  Yuan Zhengfeng personally forging an accompanying weapon for Yan Zhaoge-if this piece of news spread, everyone would most probably be greatly shocked.

  Ever since olden times, how many cases had there been heard of an exalted Martial Saint personally forging an accompanying weapon for an Essence Spirit Martial Grandmaster?

  But what was even more hard to come by was that after recovering from their initial shock, most would probably feel that it actually didn’t seem that hard to accept after all.

  Because that Essence Spirit Martial Grandmaster was Yan Zhaoge.

  Someone who could not be measured in terms of seniority, in terms of age, in terms of cultivation base.

  At the very least, the middle-aged man who was assisting Yuan Zhengfeng in helping to forge Yan Zhaoge’s weapon now appeared very composed, not getting caught up over the gulf in seniority or feeling that his talents had been put to waste.

  Yuan Zhengfeng smiled at Yan Zhaoge, “Try it?”

  Saying thus, a streak of light appeared before the old man, next coming to arrive before Yan Zhaoge.

  As Yan Zhaoge looked over, he saw that a sword hovered in mid-air. The blade of the sword was jade green in colour, peaceful and distant, with only a speck of crimson light on the sword
’s tip that revealed a sharp, baleful intent.

  Powerful fluctuations of energy were kept within, resembling a sword being sheathed as they did not emanate to the outside.

  However, observing it carefully, one would be able to detect how terrifying the power that was concealed within was, how it would definitely shock the heavens when it erupted.

  Yuan Zhengfeng said, “The sword is named Green Abyss. Its primary materials are the Deep Abyss Green Iron that comes from the far oceans beyond the seas as well as the Nine Suns Crimson Gold that was obtained during our previous invasion of the Fire Domain. Other than that, some valuable materials that you brought back from the legacy site of the Glacial Dragon Martial Saint where he once resided were added in as well.”

  Yan Zhaoge bowed towards Yuan Zhengfeng, “Thank you, Grand Master.”

  Afterwards, he reached out, grabbing the hilt of the Green Abyss Sword from which a sharp sword-intent immediately surged and emanated.

  A scene appeared within Yan Zhaoge’s mind. Amidst a vast patch of clear sky, flowing fire slid by, leaving behind a fiery red crack across the sky, resembling a great scar.

  The fiery crack closed. However, focusing his gaze within, the heavens and earth seemed to be reversed.

  He was clearly gazing at the sky, but, at this moment, it seemed like he was gazing at a deep, fiery red abyss down below.

  The powerful sword-intent surged, almost wanting to first rip apart Yan Zhaoge’s sword-wielding hand.

  Yan Zhaoge’s gaze focused slightly as he bore that boundless sword-intent, trying to instead integrate his own true martial intent within the Green Abyss Sword, striving to achieve harmony alongside it.

  Yuan Zhengfeng and the middle-aged man silently watched on as Yan Zhaoge refined the Green Abyss Sword. Seeing the stability and order with which he did so, they could not help but nod in approval.

  After a long time, Yan Zhaoge suddenly laughed, “Grand Master, I had still thought that you were going to forge a sabre for me, or a spirit artifact in which is integrated the concept of the Heavenly Broad Creed Palm. I had not expected that it would be a sword.”