Chapter Sixteen: The Sword Name Youming

  "I don't know why either, but your 'Blood Python' totem has actually entered its growth period now, it's almost unbelievable when I think about it... "

  Tuoba Xiuyi's words were tinged with a hint of melancholy, "The Heavenly Gift Totem is fundamentally impossible to cultivate, it can only be grown to the next stage through external forces. As for what kind of external force, I won't tell you, after all, you're still very far from that level..."

  Indeed, the Innate Totem is untrainable. However, the "Spiritual Awareness" ability granted by the Innate Totem can be used to do things that are different from ordinary warriors, but its influence on warriors is limited to the cultivation of true power. Before breaking into the respected level of warrior, no one with an Innate Totem has been able to use their Innate Totem abilities in battle.

  Many things Tuoba Xiū didn't tell Líng Qīngyǎn, such as the Innate Totem Diagram. Generally, until one breaks through to the Respected Warrior level, it remains in its infantile phase. Only when breaking through to the Respected Warrior level can the power of heaven and earth be borrowed to let the Innate Totem Diagram grow into its growth phase, allowing the spiritual consciousness to completely merge with the grown Innate Totem Diagram, thereby enabling the Innate Totem Diagram user to use their own abilities even in battle.

  In other words, when a general totem warrior reaches the level of a respected martial artist, after their spiritual awareness and self are in a period of growth and fusion with the totem, they can then exhibit the unique abilities of the totem during battle. However, the abilities of different totems are completely distinct from one another.

  ………

  "Big brother, do you also have a heavenly gift?" Ling Qingyan looked at Tuoba Xiuyu and asked abruptly.

  Although he didn't know why Ling Qingyan asked this, Tuoba Xiu still nodded, "That's right, I also have a heavenly gift totem."

  Just then, before Ling Qingyan could respond, a strange and scorching aura suddenly began to rise, becoming thicker and thicker... At the same time that Ling Qingyan felt a sense of oppression rising from the bottom of his heart, in his shocked gaze, a shadowy figure of some unknown type of bizarre demon beast suddenly appeared above Tuoba Xiu's head, vividly lifelike, constantly changing its shape.

  A serpentine body of fiery red, covered in golden scales, a pair of golden wings like those of a phoenix, a ferocious head like that of a leopard, and sharp talons flashing with cold light, all reveal the ferocity of this demon beast. The demon beast's entire body is enveloped in flames, as if its whole being was bathed in fire.

  After about ten seconds, along with the disappearance of the suppressed feeling that had risen from the depths of Ling Qingyan's heart, the illusory shadow of the strange beast wrapped in flames also gradually turned into nothingness, as if it had never appeared. The extremely hot air that had originally risen around him also slowly subsided...

  "This is my Totem of Talent, Shine!"

  With a calm and clear gaze amidst the shock, Tuoba Xi said slowly: "And now, although your 'BLOOD PYTHON' totem has entered its growth period, it still hasn't fully merged with your spiritual consciousness, but about 30% of it has."

  "Fusion?"

  Recovering from the shock of Tuoba Xiuyu's innate totem, Ling Qingyan couldn't help but wonder, "Big brother, what's the difference between fully merging and merging three-tenths?"

  Ling Qingyan's understanding of the innate totem can be said to be at a novice level, completely ignorant. And now Tuoba Xiu says something about spiritual consciousness and innate totems merging, he doesn't understand what it means or what its purpose is.

  "What's the difference?" Taoba Xiu heard Ling Qingyan's words and smiled, "The difference is huge, it can even be said to be worlds apart. If you can fully merge your spiritual consciousness and innate Totem, you can use the ability of your innate Totem at will. But if only three tenths are merged, perhaps, only when you are under great pressure, can the ability of your innate Totem be triggered passively!"

  "Pressure? Passive trigger?"

  Ling Qingyan's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately thought of that one time outside Moyun City, when Liu Yanran was coerced by Murong Xiong of the Murong family. That bloodthirsty, brutal, and extraordinary power that had surged around him. Could it be that this was the ability of his innate Totem? As he reminisced, Ling Qingyan became more and more certain. He clearly remembered that mysterious power emerging from his own consciousness, and the strange sensation after it spread throughout his body.

  At this point, a scorching heat appeared in Ling Qingyan's eyes as he looked at Tuoba Xiu, "Then big brother, how can I completely merge my consciousness with the 'BLOOD PYTHON' totem?"

  The power was so strong that Ling Qingyan still vaguely remembered it today. At that time, he even had the feeling of being able to defeat the blue-grade initial warrior Mo Rongxiong. Knowing that he had the opportunity to fully control that power, Ling Qingyan's heart suddenly became hot.

  Tuoba Xiuchu did not respond to Ling Qingyan's words, but instead stretched out his right hand towards the unfinished long sword beside him and slowly pulled it out. Then Tuoba Xiuchu grasped the unfinished long sword with both hands, and a dazzling thick flame suddenly appeared between his two hands, completely wrapping around the unfinished long sword.

  Looking at the thick flames between Tuoba Xiuyu's hands, Ling Qingyan didn't feel the heat, but he could clearly sense the terrifying power contained within. The unfinished long sword wrapped in the flames began to transform slowly under Ling Qingyan's gaze, changing into a fully formed long sword.

  Half an hour passed quietly.

  Tuoba Xiuyuan's flames between his hands gradually weakened, until they completely disappeared. At this time, the long sword that had not been formed earlier was also fully formed... The sword was three feet long, with a dark body, and seemed to be engraved with some strange patterns. In this scorching space, the dark long sword emitted a faint chill around it.

  Shocked by the sword-casting skills of this newly met big brother, Ling Qingyan's eyes were tightly fixed on the dark long sword. Ling Qingyan clearly felt that when he gazed at the dark long sword, his consciousness in the sea of consciousness suddenly fluctuated, as if it had been stimulated by something. Ling Qingyan was certain that this was not an illusion.

  "The sword's name is 'Yu Ming'," said Tuoba Xiu, his tone seemingly slightly tired. He then handed the newly completed dark longsword to Ling Qingyan and said: "From now on, take good care of this 'Yu Ming'. Today, I'm tired, you can leave now. What I want to tell you next, after you return and infuse your spiritual consciousness into this 'Yu Ming', you will understand..."

  Ling Qing's hands trembled as he took over the dark long sword, and when he looked at Tuoba Xiuyu again, he found that his eyes were already closed, and the whole person seemed to have entered a mysterious dormant state.

  After repeatedly shouting "Big Brother" for several sentences without getting a response, Ling Qingyan could only solemnly put away the dark long sword in his hand into the Baina Ring, and then left this space filled with scorching air with a disappointed face. Apparently, he also understood that his big brother was exhausted from forging this Netherworld Long Sword.