Chapter 530: Beautiful as Jade, Sword Like a Rainbow

Sang Hua sat up and turned her back, untying her clothes to reveal a bloody wound beneath her fair, jade-like neck. She took out a small jade bottle, squeezed out the clotted blood from the wound, and began to apply medicine to herself.

“I said so many things to you that night, I don’t remember any of it,” she said, her ears turning a little red.

That night, she had truly believed she wouldn't escape, so she'd spoken many foolish things to Qin Mu. Some of those words would have made even a man blush, but she had bravely uttered them, knowing Qin Mu couldn't hear anyway.

Unexpectedly, she survived. She had thought she would never see Qin Mu again in this life, and her wild ramblings from that night had become a peculiar memory. She never imagined she would encounter the dark boy who listened to her confessions in the darkness once more.

Qin Mu looked up at the sun in the sky, barely resisting the urge to fly up and smooth it out. He stepped forward, walking around to face her, and extended a hand to help apply the medicine. Sang Hua quickly pulled her clothes closed. “Men and women should not touch each other inappropriately…”

Qin Mu quickly replied, “I am a pharmacist, and I intend to help you apply the medicine. Doctors have the heart of parents; I have no ill intentions.”

Sang Hua remembered him mentioning he was a well-known pharmacist, which put her at ease. She watched curiously as he applied the medicine, noting his skilled technique. “You clearly have such profound mastery in calculation arts, how are you also skilled in medicine?” she asked, puzzled.

Qin Mu observed the wound above her chest very carefully. “I studied medicine for over a decade, while my study of calculation arts was shorter, only three years. Frankly, my medical skills are much better than my calculation arts.”

“How long are you going to stare?” Sang Hua retorted, playfully angry, and raised her hand to pull her clothes together.

Qin Mu quickly stopped her, carefully pulling her clothes down to her shoulders. “Doctors have the heart of parents. Hmm, your skin is very fair, and your shoulders are quite shapely… Don’t move!”

He frowned slightly. Sang Hua’s wound was left by a demonic expert; it contained demonic abilities and demonic energy that corroded flesh and vital energy.

This type of wound was difficult to stop bleeding from and hard to extract the demonic energy from. The ointment applied earlier had turned black, clearly indicating that the medicine’s efficacy had been tainted by the demonic energy.

Qin Mu squeezed out the blackened ointment from Sang Hua’s wound, sniffed it, and shook his head.

This ointment was not appropriate for the condition.

“It hurts so much! This ointment is for extracting poison. After applying it, it draws out some demonic poison, and then the medicine needs to be changed.”

Sang Hua cried out in pain and took out several more bottles of ointment. “A wound like this needs to be treated more than ten times to completely remove the poison… Your eyes keep wandering, I’ll just apply the medicine myself!”

Qin Mu took out some medicinal herbs from his Taotie pouch and began to refine medicine using his own alchemy methods. “Demonic poison isn’t truly poison. It’s because you cultivate divine path techniques while your opponent cultivates demonic path techniques, causing a clash of vital energy attributes that makes you perceive it as poison. The ointment you’re using isn’t a poison-extracting ointment either, but a variant of a spiritual elixir that hasn’t been refined to its optimal form, hence its paste-like consistency. This spiritual elixir merely blackened due to demonic energy contamination; using it to extract demonic energy is somewhat wasteful.”

As he spoke, a cauldron formed from vital energy appeared in his palm. He began to refine elixirs directly within the vital energy, reversing water and fire, harmonizing dragon and tiger, and performing various alchemy techniques that left Sang Hua dazzled.

A moment later, Qin Mu dispersed his vital energy, and over ten pills fell into his palm.

Qin Mu crushed one pill and applied it to her wound, saying, “In another world, I am the Heavenly Saint Cult Master, also known as the Heavenly Devil Cult Master. I have some understanding of the demonic path. Demonic nature arises from the heart; whether divine or demonic, they are all aspects of the mind, transforming from mental states into physical appearances. I have some experience treating wounds caused by demonic abilities.”

Soon, Sang Hua felt a coolness at the wound. The demonic energy was completely drawn out, and the wound then transitioned from cool to warm, then to an itch, which was a sign of healing.

“The injury is healing so fast? You just said you were a well-known name in your world?”

Sang Hua’s eyes widened. She quietly grabbed her other braid to cover the other half of her chest and asked curiously, “A well-known pharmacist can refine a spiritual medicine that counters demonic energy so quickly?”

Qin Mu put the remaining elixirs into her hand and smiled shyly. “I was just being modest earlier. Actually, my reputation is quite significant; I’m very famous in my world. You didn’t realize I was being modest, did you?”

He couldn’t help but feel pleased. “Many people can’t tell!”

Sang Hua was puzzled. “Aren’t you going to apply the medicine for me anymore?”

Qin Mu walked over to others, helping them with their injuries. “I was just examining the wound. You can apply the medicine yourself; there are others who need treatment.”

Sang Hua pulled her clothes closed, watching his busy figure. She thought to herself, “He truly had the heart of a parent just now, with no other ulterior motives. This person is a rare gentleman, it’s just that his eyes like to wander…”

Qin Mu provided rough treatment to the injured divine arts practitioners on the altar, then looked down. Countless divine arts practitioners and Heavenly Demonic Cult members lay below the altar and across the battlefield. Some were carrying away the wounded, while others were executing demonic beings who had not yet died.

This vast battlefield was filled with the fiery aftermath of divine arts, burning chariots, fallen corpses, flags consumed by flames, and spiritual weapons thrust askew into the ground.

Further away, the fighting continued.

This world was unusually cruel. Although Qin Mu had traversed countless battlefields, the scene before him still shocked his heart.

“Medical arts cannot save this world,” Qin Mu murmured.

Qin Mu shook his head. His medical skills could only treat a few people. To heal all the wounded on the battlefield would take months, but in this world, there was a minor battle every three days and a major one every five. He simply didn't have the capacity to heal everyone.

He looked up at the sky. The irregularly shaped suns in the sky gradually dimmed, turning red.

These two suns seemed to be fixed in the sky, never moving, and would dim at a certain hour.

“The sun-creating deity who built these two suns had interesting ideas, but their mastery of calculation arts isn’t very high…” Qin Mu retracted his gaze, still finding the suns in the sky somewhat an eyesore.

“They’re too ugly! If I keep looking, I won’t be able to resist going over and fixing them up…” he thought to himself.

He slowly walked along the edge of the altar, circulating his vital energy, activating the Hegemonic Body Three Elixirs Technique. His spirit embryo and soul suddenly merged to form his primordial spirit, uniting spirit and flesh.

His primordial spirit stood upon the spiritual platform, unified, with the sun and moon above its head and the Five Luminaries traversing the sky. With a stir of vital energy, it instantly permeated his entire body, reaching his limbs and bones, causing individual strands of hair to gently sway, infused with vital energy.

This battle on the battlefield allowed him to witness the power of divine arts practitioners from another world. Enduring life and death in combat subtly changed his mindset.

Ever since his battle with the First Ancestor Human Emperor, he had been in a slump for a while. When faced with combat, he couldn't even execute his moves, leading to a severe scolding from the Butcher.

It wasn't that he was afraid to act, but rather he felt that whatever move or divine ability he used, it would be wrong.

The reason it felt wrong was not only because his confidence and beliefs were shaken by the First Ancestor Human Emperor, but also because his encounter with the First Ancestor Human Emperor had suddenly elevated his vision and understanding to a height he could not have imagined before.

From this new vantage point, looking down upon all the moves and divine abilities he had learned before, they all seemed riddled with flaws!

His vision had broadened, but his foundation was not yet sufficient to transform him into the next realm. This led to him feeling that any move or divine ability he unleashed against an enemy would be countered, and that he would die at the opponent's hands the next moment.

He had subconsciously treated his opponents as the First Ancestor Human Emperor, which was why he had this illusion.

However, on the battlefield, Qin Mu had no time to ponder such things. The situation on the battlefield changed in an instant. He couldn’t afford to think about flaws; he simply unleashed his moves and killed powerful enemies.

After this battle, Qin Mu suddenly felt that he had stepped to the edge of a great transformation.

As long as he crossed this threshold, it would surely lead to a clear blue sky, a grand and expansive path!

His body gradually glowed with vibrant, colorful light. Vital energy circulated within him, connecting the spirit embryo, the Five Luminaries, and the Three Great Divine Treasures. The light emitted by the sun, moon, and stars illuminated his divine treasures thoroughly, making him appear like a being of light.

Even his Celestial-Human Divine Treasure within him was illuminated, revealing its divine treasure portal.

And below the divine treasure, a deep, dark portal also flickered into view – the gateway to the Life-Death Divine Treasure, connecting to Youdu.

Qin Mu walked unhurriedly. In Little Jade Capital, he had observed the divine treasure of the divine being Qin Chongming and had traveled within this deity’s divine treasure for a long time.

From that point on, he began to modify his own divine treasures, compensating for his deficiencies.

Roar—

His vital energy vibrated within him, emitting bursts of dragon roars. Dragon energy circled his body, moving in and out, tempering his flesh. Suddenly, Qin Mu used his hands as blades, striking out as he walked along the edge of the altar.

The wind howled, blades fell like rain; a night battle connected cities with wind and rain.The great sun ascended, leaping from the sea, its rays shining over a thousand waves of the East Sea.A golden inlaid blade, adorned with white jade, pierced through window frames at night, emitting light. A man of fifty, his achievements yet to be made, stands alone with his blade, surveying the eight directions.After the tribulation, heroes fulfill the will of the people, leaving a trail of smoke and dust in their wake!

On this vast and bloody battlefield, the Butcher’s blade technique suddenly became vivid and alive, reflecting the great tribulation of this world.

His blade technique grew faster and faster. Suddenly, the blade light dispersed; the wind and rain, the great sun, the sea surface—all vanished. Qin Mu joined his fingers into a sword, his vital energy vibrating and transforming into sword threads. He performed delicate, slow strokes, his sword technique incredibly refined. Then, suddenly, his sword technique accelerated, and in the blink of an eye, a long sword swept across the sky above the altar, dancing like a silver flood dragon.

Qin Mu strode across the altar with his sword, the sword light whistling as it streaked across the sky, growing faster and more urgent.

The tribulation of the Supreme Emperor Heaven world touched his heart, causing him to unconsciously release his emotions and feelings through his sword technique and vital energy!

Sword Diagram's third form: Supreme Emperor Tribulation Unfolding.

However, at the peak of the tribulation’s most violent outburst, Qin Mu suddenly dispersed all sword light. His sword-fingers abruptly touched his glabella. This touch wasn't just on his own glabella, but also on the glabella of his spirit embryo primordial spirit. All his mental energy, all his sword qi, converged into that single touch.

He had comprehended the tribulation.

The tribulation was disaster, the struggle of myriad people for survival amidst catastrophe, the search for hope in hellish suffering. It was heroes like the Butcher cleaving a path with their blades, Human Emperors like the Village Chief forging a path through hardship, struggling to survive, and also the myriad people struggling and sinking behind these heroes.

Flesh and bone buried.

His two fingers thrust forward, a sword strike like a rainbow, spanning ten li across the sky.

The light of one of the half-suns in the sky completely dimmed, leaving only this single streak of sword light.

With this sword strike, Qin Mu stood blankly on the altar. With this one strike, he had completely abandoned the Village Chief's Sword Diagram. Suddenly, he felt he had found his own path.