In the suburbs of Beijing, a modern pharmaceutical factory with an area of tens of thousands of mu shines brightly day and night. Although it is a pharmaceutical factory, there are very few people entering or leaving, and the two security guards at the gate stand upright like stone statues. People who have seen a lot will know that without special training as a special soldier in the army, no one can do this. After entering, passing through more than a dozen spacious workshops, you can see a straight tree-lined path that stretches far into the distance, with a width of three zhang and a very flat cement road surface, lined with tall poplar trees commonly seen in the north. After walking through the tree-lined path for several miles, a 49-story office building appears before your eyes. This office building occupies a vast area, and in front of it is a small garden of over one mu. If Zhou Qing were here, he would know that this small garden has formed a relatively large spirit-gathering array, absorbing the spiritual energy from tens of miles around to surround the 49-story office building without dispersing. As soon as you enter this office building, you will feel refreshed and invigorated.

  In the grand conference room on the top floor, many people were seated. At the head was a middle-aged man wearing a military uniform with four stars on his shoulders and a stern expression. Below him sat a group of young men and women, each with bright eyes that shone with an air of accomplishment. The middle-aged man's voice rang out: "You are all elite disciples from various major sects, cultivated since childhood. Your families have always been the most loyal to the country, and now the country has taken you out and incorporated you into the military! From now on, you are all soldiers. All actions must follow orders, don't tarnish your family's reputation, do you understand?" "Yes!" The young men and women below responded in unison with excitement. The middle-aged man nodded his head in satisfaction. He clapped his hands, and the conference room door creaked open as a young man around 27 or 28 years old walked in, saluting the middle-aged man: "General Chen! Dragon Team leader Ling Fei reporting!"

  "Wow!! He's the legendary Ling Fei, the divine sword!" "Yes! He's the most outstanding disciple of the Kunlun Sect in three hundred years, his cultivation is almost at the level of Nirvana!" "Ah! The realm of Nirvana, that's the highest realm! Even in our Miao Shan, only a few elders who have been cultivating for unknown years have such cultivation!" "I also heard that two years ago, the four great ninjas of Japan's largest organization, the Black Dragon Society, sneaked into China to gather intelligence and were caught by him. He killed two of them with one blow and left the other two with only their hands intact before they escaped!" "Japan is nothing, even the head of the Northeastern underworld, a bear spirit with three hundred years of Taoist practice, was defeated by him single-handedly!"

  The girls are also discussing. "Wow! So handsome!" "So manly!" "So stylish!" This girl is a typical flower idiot.

  The general with the surname Chen listened to the discussion, a smile on his face. But Ling Fei was at a loss for words. He thought: "Good grief, these boys and girls all come from influential families, I hope nothing happens. Every time the Dragon Team selects members, they are chosen from talented orphans who enter the sect from a young age to cultivate, and then selected from among them to join the Dragon Team. How did they choose such a group of family heirs this time? Is there something going on? Are they trying to win over their families?" Ling Fei clapped his hands: "Everyone quiet down, I am Ling Fei, the leader of the Dragon Team, and your future superior. As for what kind of organization the Dragon Team is, I believe everyone has a clear idea in their minds, so I won't say more. What I want to say is that this time the country chose you all to join the Dragon Team, it's a trust in you and your families. But!" Ling Fei's tone suddenly changed, a powerful and terrifying aura burst out from his body, instantly enveloping the entire conference room. Everyone except General Chen was overwhelmed by this aura, their faces pale with fear. Although they were all outstanding disciples of various sects, their cultivation levels were at most mid-stage Qi Refining, how could they withstand Ling Fei's powerful aura that was just one step away from reaching the realm of Nirvana?

  The atmosphere was released, and the people in the conference room all felt relieved. Ling Fei continued, "However, once you enter the Dragon Group, you are a member of the Dragon Group, and everything must be obeyed. Whoever relies on their family background to act recklessly will be severely punished. Do you understand?" The disciples from the noble families had just recovered from Ling Fei's terrifying aura, and they didn't have any other thoughts in their minds. They all shouted loudly: "Understood!" Their voices were several times louder than before, shaking the entire building. Ling Fei nodded in satisfaction: "Alright, dismissed! Everyone go to the 13th floor logistics department to receive your things. The head of the logistics department will arrange your accommodations. Dismissed!"

  After all the young masters from those aristocratic families had left, General Chen smiled and said to Ling Fei: "Ling Fei, your skills have improved again! It seems that you will enter the Realm of Transformation within a year. There are several restless masters among these young nobles, you must keep them in check and not let them cause any trouble."

  "Uncle Chen, what's going on this time?" Ling Fei seemed to have an unusual relationship with General Chen, and now that they were alone, he addressed him more intimately.

  "I know your question. Ah, it's a season of many events. The Black Dragon Society, the Three Mouths Group, the Iga Ninja Clan, the Nine Chrysanthemum Sect, and the Flowing Shadow Sect from Japan are all stirring. It seems that the American Biochemical Warriors have also succeeded in their research. There is also some movement from Taiwan. Haven't you dragon group received any news recently? The secret agreement between America and Japan is a wolf's ambition! We must be careful!"

  Ling Fei also nodded: "The family power of these new members is indeed huge, and it's good to win them over and control them. Otherwise, some families might betray their country for a small gain and become traitors. If they attack us from behind, we won't be able to defend ourselves."

  General Chen praised: "Not bad! Ling Fei, you're getting more and more mature. Old Ling has a good son! By the way, I heard that Ruo Shui had an accident. How is she now? As her older brother, you should take care of your younger sister! Don't just focus on cultivation all day." Ling Fei smiled wryly: "This younger sister of mine is smart and capable, but a bit disobedient. Last time, she secretly went to Japan and did something that provoked the Japanese Flowing Shadow Sect's high-ranking masters. My older brother had to rescue her from Japan with great difficulty. This time, she was ambushed and kidnapped by the Jiǔ Jú (Nine Chrysanthemum) Sect in Las Vegas, even our Ling family's secretly protecting Ruo Shui, Tang Shu, was severely injured. It almost drove Master to issue the Kunlun Decree, calling on all fellow practitioners to engage in an all-out battle with the little devils. Fortunately, it seems that this girl was rescued by someone and ran back. After all, we haven't reached the point of tearing our faces off with the little devils yet!"

  General Chen was slightly surprised: "Even Old Tang was seriously injured? The Jiujue Sect has spent a lot of money. Who saved that Ruo Shui girl? To be able to rescue someone from the Jiujue Sect, this person's cultivation is not bad! Our folk have hidden dragons and crouching tigers! Right, what did that girl say about who saved her?"

  "It's strange to say, but after Ruoshui came back, she didn't say a word, and frantically practiced her skills. She even took leave from school, and recently went to Kunlun Mountain to ask Master to let her close up. I really don't know what's wrong with her, but it's good that this girl has finally calmed down. Otherwise, she would always be causing trouble, and Master is too spoiled." Ling Fei felt a little relieved.

  "If only that girl would calm down." General Chen glanced at his watch, "This afternoon, I have a meeting to attend. You go and comfort those new recruits, don't let them clash with the old members." "That won't be a problem, after all some of them are even sworn brothers! But I really must go and take a look myself." With that, he flashed out of sight. General Chen was taken aback: "This kid is still as stubborn as ever."

  "Master, have you become immortal?" Liao Xiao Jin was truly stunned this time. Looking at Zhou Qing spitting out a yellow glow from his mouth, the yellow glow slowly grew larger and condensed into a human shape, exactly like Zhou Qing's appearance. Two identical Zhou Qings, Liao Xiao Jin felt that he had never really understood Zhou Qing before, and thought that Zhou Qing was so profound and mysterious. From this moment on, Liao Xiao Jin truly acknowledged Zhou Qing as his master, with no intention of betraying him for the rest of his life.

  "Hehe, do you still remember that six-winged golden silkworm? This is my second yuan soul refined using that golden silkworm. It's equivalent to a second me, only much more powerful than my original body. You wanted to fly a sword, right? I just so happen to have the materials, and it's no problem for me to refine one for you right away."

  Liao Xiao Jin exclaimed with joy: "Great! I was just about to see how Master would create a treasure!"

  Zhou Qing didn't say much, took out the purple light-emitting, cold air-assailing Purple Yuan Sword. His second yuan Shen had already activated the law key. A pure and almost transparent flame burst out of his mouth, with a high temperature that was terrifying. The entire empty room was instantly enveloped in it, and the walls were almost melted by the heat. Fortunately, the walls were covered with talismans, which dissipated the heat when they came into contact with it.

  Zhou Qing and Liao Xiao Jin had gone on a crazy gambling spree in Las Vegas for a month, silently taking away tens of billions of dollars. After returning, they bought a large villa with a huge yard, extremely quiet and secluded. Zhou Qing personally cleaned up a large room, set up an array, and used it specifically for cultivation.

  Now, as a billionaire, wasn't he supposed to enjoy life? Not enjoying wealth would be stupider than being a pig! Liao Xiao Jin was struck by the high temperature and instantly became like a roasted eggplant. Although Zhou Qing's talismans protected him, his body was still scorching hot, and he was drenched in sweat.

  If there were any cultivators present who saw that pure and almost transparent flame, they would definitely be shocked to jump up. This was the Three Flavors True Fire! Known as the fire that could melt anything! Only those who had reached the highest realm of cultivation, where one's energy was transformed into a divine spirit, could release this Three Flavors True Fire!

  A transparent flame wrapped around the Ziyu sword, and the Ziyu sword emitted a reluctant tremble. Zhou Qing carefully dismantled the 99th large-scale array set up by the Shushan elder on it, and then used the three flavors of true fire to re-forge the sword body. It took a full three hours for Zhou Qing to completely break the array, and the sword body was also forged into a short and broad sword with a width of four inches and a length of one foot. From now on, even if the sword is sent to the people of Shushan School, it's estimated that they won't be able to recognize it. Zhou Qing's divine thought turned, and several small but powerful arrays from the "Twelve Heavenly Gods' Great Array" were added to it. Zhou Qing's second yuan god was originally a fire-attribute golden silkworm, so the three flavors of true fire were also much stronger than those of ordinary Jinxian masters. The reforging of the flying sword was easily completed.

  "The power of an array lies not in its quantity, but in its precision. The Shu Mountains' craftsmanship is somewhat lacking. So many arrays, how many can be used against the enemy? There are even defensive arrays, what's the point of defense for a flying sword that's meant to kill? Are you afraid of being cut off? One strike and it's over, that's the way of the flying sword. Are you treating the flying sword as a treasure to compete with others?" Zhou Qing sighed.

  Three flavors of true fire were retracted, and the room was cool for a while. Liao Xiao Jin had been struggling to support himself for three hours, but now he relaxed and turned into a mess on the ground. However, after three hours of hard work to resist the high temperature, Liao Xiao Jin also gained something. At least after recovering, the true yuan inside him was strengthened a lot.

  Zhou Qing waved his hand, and a piece of yin wood talisman hit Liao Xiao Jin's body. The cool yin wood spirit energy drilled in and out of Liao Xiao Jin's body, and the almost unconscious Liao Xiao Jin let out a comfortable moan. Liao Xiao Jin opened his eyes to see a broadsword floating three feet in front of him, its body crystal clear like top-quality amethyst, emitting a scorching high temperature. "Hurry up and use your blood to quench the fire, or it will be useless if it cools down!" Zhou Qing's urgent voice came from beside Liao Xiao Jin's ear. Liao Xiao Jin understood intuitively, bit his tongue tip, and sprayed three mouthfuls of fresh blood onto the sword. Originally, flying swords required extremely strong spiritual energy to quench in cold water, and using ordinary water would greatly reduce the quality of the sword. Zhou Qing had no way to obtain cold spring water at short notice, but suddenly remembered that Liao Xiao Jin's blood was a hundred times stronger than cold spring water. This worked, as soon as the blood came into contact with the sword body, a powerful burst of Western geng metal energy exploded out, almost blasting Zhou Qing and Liao Xiao Jin away. If not for Zhou Qing secretly operating his second yuan Shen to suppress the huge change in the sword body, it would have been impossible to explain how Zhou Qing's newly bought villa was reduced to flat ground.

  "Sword energy soars through the air, ten thousand swords return to their origin!" Liao Xiao Jin used the method of controlling flying swords from the "Sword Energy Soaring Through the Air" technique that Zhou Qing had taught him two days ago. Especially since this flying sword was stained with Liao Xiao Jin's fresh blood, it was easily caught in his hand. A sense of connection to flesh and blood spread from Liao Xiao Jin's hand to his heart, making him feel like the sword he held was a part of his own body. "Wow! What a great sword!" Zhou Qing exclaimed as she approached, carefully examining the sword with Liao Xiao Jin. This time, the sword had changed again - its original purple crystal-like body now had nine golden stripes, which formed an ancient, mysterious, and solemn symbol that Zhou Qing had never seen before. When she used her second origin spirit to examine it, she felt like something was being absorbed into the sword through this symbol, without any leakage. "This sword has infinite possibilities! It's no longer a mortal object!" Zhou Qing's expression turned serious. "Hmm... my flying sword was also tempered with blood and fire, although its quality surpassed that of the original Qing Suo Sword, why doesn't it have this mysterious symbol?" Zhou Qing wondered. Liao Xiao Jin, however, happily stored the sword within his body.