Pursued by the Top Grade Saintess after Engagement Annulled

Chapter 529 - 525: Refining the God-Burying Bell

As he approached, he saw Xia Feng sitting cross-legged on the ground, with a pitch-black giant bell beside him.

The three gates he had seen earlier were no longer there; one could guess the reason with a bit of connection.

Xia Tianming spoke with a bit of excitement: "Did Feng’Er open the inheritance gate?"

"Is he accepting the inheritance?"

Qi Wan’Er, worried that the crowd would disturb Xia Feng, hurriedly led the others away from the area and then briefly explained what had happened there.

Xia Tianming had a joyful expression on his face. He knew that with Xia Feng’s perception, the Ancient Divine Artifact would soon be claimed by him as well.

However, he underestimated the time; Xia Feng sat in that corner for a full two hundred thousand years before he completely refined the God-Burying Bell.

When Xia Feng came to himself, a thick layer of dust had already settled on him.

The women wanted to help Xia Feng clean up a bit, but they were worried that if they touched him rashly, it might interrupt his current realization.

After some discussion, they decided not to deal with the fallen dust.

Xia Feng shook his body, a layer of Great Dao aura flashed across him, instantly clearing away the dust.

Then he waved to the God-Burying Bell, absorbing it into his own Divine Sense.

The God-Burying Bell transformed into a black light, directly wrapping Xia Feng’s entire Divine Sense, forming a soul protection.

From this, one could see that although the God-Burying Bell and the Heaven-Burying Sword were both Ancient Divine Artifacts, the former’s level was likely higher.

After all, a Divine Artifact that could affect the soul was extremely rare, even in the Ancient God Era.

Xia Feng tidied himself up, ready to leave the dilapidated Divine Hall to freshen up. The women seemed to have detected the situation here, their Divine Senses reaching over to see what was happening.

The women were cultivating Divine Techniques passed down by the Divine King, and over two hundred thousand years, they had made significant progress.

However, Xia Feng wasn’t in the mood to respond to these Divine Senses at the moment; he was focused on cleansing himself and quickly teleported into the Sword Pool he had once intercepted in the Holy Sword Secret Realm.

This Sword Pool was initially formed by a wisp of Sword Intent Body that Xia Feng had captured, with very sparse energy inside.

Later, after Xia Feng’s Dream Realm Pearl devoured the entire Holy Sword Secret Realm, the Sword Qi energy and Great Dao rules directly merged, refilling the Sword Pool.

In the absence of the Demon Sword’s interference, the current Sword Pool was even more abundant than when Xia Feng had passed the first level before.

The boundless Sword Qi shuttled back and forth inside, allowing anyone entering the Sword Pool to achieve a Washing Marrow effect.

After he immersed himself in the Sword Pool, he remembered his parents and the women, his mind flickered for a moment, then he brought everyone to the Sword Pool’s vicinity.

The Sword Pool was somewhat far from the dilapidated Divine Hall; the women hadn’t left Xia Feng too far over the years, so it was their first time seeing this place.

Li Qingxue was the first to react, her eyes sparkling as she spoke: "Is this the first level assessment in the previous Secret Realm?"

"When I came in last time, the Sword Qi inside was so thin that there was hardly any embodiment ability. Now it seems to have been adjusted?"

Xia Feng nodded, not elaborating much, he simply pointed to the four or five pools around and said: "You can all soak in them, it will be helpful for honing your Sword Dao in the future."

Li Qingxue didn’t hesitate and was about to dive into Xia Feng’s pool, but the moment her finger touched the Sword Pool water, she retracted it as the Sword Intent in the pool cut her.

She paused for a moment, looking at her fingertip. Although no wounds or blood appeared, the pain of being pierced by Sword Qi was genuinely present.

Xia Feng, seeing her expression, knew what she was thinking and explained: "The Sword Qi in this pool is a bit reckless. You should use the pool next to mine."

"The others who haven’t cultivated Sword Dao can use the pool at the very edge."

Father Xia, Mrs. Xia, and Xia Tianming didn’t approach either, they just inquired about Xia Feng’s condition, seeing that he was fine, they found an excuse to leave.

Xia Feng frowned slightly, understanding that Father Xia and the others wanted to give him and the women some space alone.

After a brief thought, he directly condensed a new small Sword Pool on the mountain where Father Xia and Mrs. Xia often cultivated.

The rich Sword Dao aura was traversing through the Dream Realm Pearl, for a moment the world seemed to reverse, converging dense streams of water upon the mountainside, directly smashing into a Sword Pool.

This Sword Pool was much smaller than the one Xia Feng and they were using, and the Sword Qi contained within was also thinner, but it was just right for Father Xia and Mrs. Xia who had never cultivated Sword Dao before.

The three of them returned to the mountainside and saw the Sword Pool, knowing that it was their son’s concern for them, they gleefully went down to the pool for Washing Marrow.

The women also found pools suitable for themselves and began their cultivation.

While soaking in the pool, Qi Wan’Er asked Xia Feng: "Husband, did you fully comprehend the God-Burying Bell after cultivating for two hundred thousand years this time?"

Xia Feng’s face twitched slightly, then he opened up with some helplessness: "No, I only roughly refined it once. To fully understand the circumstances within, it would still take considerable effort."

Upon hearing this, the women showed varying expressions; Qi Wan’Er, sensing the helplessness in Xia Feng’s tone, thought she had brought up a sensitive topic and instantly became somewhat nervous.

Finally, Sun Yazhu spoke with a laugh: "Then I must congratulate you, husband."

"To take this long for a rough refinement, the abilities of the God-Burying Bell must be incredibly powerful."

The other women echoed her sentiments, Xia Feng knowing they were comforting him, also continued the conversation.

"Hmm, you’re right."

"Moreover, two hundred thousand years in the Dream Realm Pearl equates to only two days in the outside world; for now, there aren’t other pressing matters, so I have ample time to continue exploring its mysteries."

Sun Yazhu teased: "Then we sisters must strive too, to not fall too far behind you, husband."

After some playful banter, everyone settled down again to appreciate the benefits the Sword Pool provided them.

Xia Feng cleaned himself up a bit, then closed his eyes to examine the Ancient Divine Technique he had obtained earlier.

The attack method of the Nine Sounds of God Burial bore an uncanny resemblance to Xia Tianming’s Void Nine Sounds, both achieved through striking Ancient Divine Artifacts to produce sound for an attack.

With that in mind, perhaps the Void Cauldron also contains the Great Dao of Music?

Xia Feng didn’t think too deeply, he put all his focus into the Nine Sounds of God Burial, beginning to comprehend the rules within.

The women, who had been playful, watched Xia Feng entering meditation again, with a hint of heartache in their eyes, exchanged glances, and fell silent.