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The Sword Soul is a supreme treasure coveted by all sword practitioners, yet it is extremely rare due to its harsh creation conditions.
Its formation requires the accumulation of countless years, ranging from hundreds of thousands to even millions of years.
For a sword to exist for such a long time is incredibly difficult.
Not to mention the damage from battles, even if placed somewhere untouched, it would eventually be eroded by time and disappear.
Therefore, a sword that can give birth to a Sword Soul must be forged from the finest materials in the world, resistant to the erosion of time.
Once a sword gives birth to a Sword Soul, it means it will be immortal.
Even if the sword body is shattered by external forces, the soul can exist eternally in its spiritual form.
The Sword Soul is the embodiment of the Sword Dao, and by comprehending it, one can grasp the supreme Sword Dao.
Moreover, the Sword Soul itself contains terrifying power; it can merge with any sword, enhancing its sharpness and might.
Fang Ling sensed the information released by the Sword Soul.
Its name was Tong Yuan, and he was now its 721st master.
"Let's try merging the Tong Yuan Sword Soul with my Life-Bound Blood Sword."
He raised his hand, condensing his Life-Bound Blood Sword in his palm.
Then, the sword mark between his brows flickered, and the Sword Soul's main body flew out, merging into the Blood Sword.
The originally violent and evil Life-Bound Blood Sword became calm and unadorned after the infusion of the Sword Soul.
The Blood Sword, which once seemed rootless, now had a sense of weight.
With a gentle swing, a sword light swept across, flattening everything within dozens of miles.
"As expected of the legendary Sword Soul, the power of my swing has increased more than tenfold!" Fang Ling was overjoyed.
"Sword Master also once obtained a Sword Soul, called Qian Jun."
"I wonder if his Qian Jun is more powerful or my Tong Yuan is stronger."
"Next time I go back and show him, he will definitely be surprised."
"Speaking of which, why does this small Dragon City keep producing treasures?" he suddenly thought.
Whether it was the Seven-Colored Heavenly Butterfly cocoon he forced out of Miss Bai's body, or this Tong Yuan Sword Soul, they were all rare treasures in the world.
"The Seven-Colored Heavenly Butterfly is an ancient demonic insect, Fat Master said it’s almost extinct in the outside world."
"And this Tong Yuan Sword Soul, sealed in amber..."
"Could they all come from the ancient abandoned mine Bai Jiang mentioned?" The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed.
"It looks like I need to visit this ancient abandoned mine, maybe there will be some unexpected gains."
He didn't know where the ancient abandoned mine was, so he had to go back and ask the Bai family.
Although it was already late at night, the two Bai brothers were still watching from the city tower.
Although Fang Ling had gone far, the commotion he caused was still too great, reaching Dragon City.
"Even from dozens of miles away, I can still feel the intense sword energy."
"It seems this Young Master Fang must be a descendant of a Sword Dao family," Bai Bo said.
Bai Jiang: "It should be, but why did he come to our South Sun Kingdom?"
"Maybe he's just traveling. Don't these family descendants like to travel around?" Bai Bo said.
"Why are you two still up so late?" Suddenly, Fang Ling appeared behind them, asking quietly.
Startled, the two Bai brothers jumped.
"Young Master Fang, just now you..." Bai Jiang looked at him, asking implicitly.
Fang Ling nodded: "It was me who caused the commotion, I opened that amber."
"I'm very satisfied with what's inside, thank you for the Bai family's great gift."
"Consider it a favor I owe your Bai family, if you need anything in the future, you can find me."
The Bai brothers, having reached their current heights, naturally knew how to conduct themselves, not asking what exactly was inside the amber.
"Young Master Fang, you're too kind!" Bai Jiang smiled, "The Bai family's doors are always open to you, you're welcome anytime."
"By the way, I want to visit the ancient abandoned mine, but I don't know where it is," Fang Ling said.
Bai Jiang was about to respond when a deep voice suddenly came from behind.
"Since Young Master Fang is interested, why not let this old man accompany you?"
Fang Ling turned to see an elderly man in a white robe with one arm, it was Bai Xingyou, the Bai family ancestor.
"Greetings, Ancestor!" The Bai brothers quickly bowed in greeting.
Bai Xingyou nodded slightly, slowly landing beside them.
"I've been in seclusion for recuperation, so I couldn't greet Young Master Fang earlier, I hope you don't mind!" Bai Xingyou said.
Fang Ling: "Not at all, sir, you're too polite!"
"Then I'll trouble you to take me to the ancient abandoned mine."
"Jiang'er, Bo'er, you two go back first!" Bai Xingyou looked at the Bai brothers and said.
"I'll take Young Master Fang to have a look..."
"Yes, Ancestor!" The Bai brothers immediately returned to the Bai residence, leaving only the two of them on the city tower.
Bai Xingyou looked at Fang Ling and asked, "Young Master Fang, are you interested in the ancient abandoned mine because of that amber?"
"More or less, and I suspect the poison Miss Bai Ying suffered also came from there," Fang Ling nodded.
"Indeed!" Bai Xingyou's expression darkened, "I had suspected as much."
"A few days before Ying'er was poisoned, she had visited the ancient abandoned mine with some servants."
"Sir, you are the living immortal of Dragon City, you must know a lot about this ancient abandoned mine?" Fang Ling asked.
"No, I only know a little," Bai Xingyou smiled bitterly.
"In fact, I lost this arm in the ancient abandoned mine," he said, touching his empty left sleeve.
"Let's set off now, we can talk on the way..."
Along the way, Fang Ling listened patiently, gaining some understanding of the ancient abandoned mine.
In today's cultivation world, spiritual veins only have three forms: large, medium, and small.
But in ancient times, there was an even more abundant spiritual vein called the Source Spiritual Vein.
The spirit stones contained in the Source Spiritual Vein were of extremely high quality, belonging to the best spirit stones, and even rare spirit marrow.
The ancient abandoned mine near Dragon City was once a Source Spiritual Vein.
Therefore, as early as ancient times, Dragon City had become a major city relying on this Source Spiritual Mine.
But resource-based cities will eventually decline due to resource depletion.
After the Source Spiritual Mine was exhausted, Dragon City declined all the way to its current state.
However, a starved camel is still bigger than a horse, and today's Dragon City is still the undisputed largest city in the western part of the South Sun Kingdom.
Although this ancient mine has long been hollowed out, many people have come to explore it throughout history, hoping to find some leftover treasures.
With so many people coming and going, it has become a place of conflict, with many bloody incidents occurring.
With so many deaths, there are always some treasures left behind, so people occasionally find valuable items there.
This is the common saying among the people, but Bai Xingyou has another version.
According to him, this ancient mine has not been completely excavated, and there is a little-known secret.
In the deepest part of the ancient mine, there is a sealed hall!
The deeper you go into the ancient mine, the stronger the force field you encounter.
So most people cannot go deep into the ancient mine and do not know about this place.
But even if you go deep into the ancient mine, it is difficult to enter this mysterious hall.
Because at the entrance of the hall, there is a powerful puppet guarding it, stopping all intruders.
In his youth, Bai Xingyou was ambitious and disregarded the Bai family’s ancestral teachings, wanting to explore its secrets.
He once ventured deep into the ancient mine to uncover its mysteries.
It was then that he fought with the puppet, barely escaping with his life at the cost of his arm.
Since then, he never dared to step into the ancient abandoned mine again.
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The Infant Whose Heart, Bones and Eye Were Taken: Cultivating into a Demon — Chapters
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Chapter 1
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Chapter 2
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Chapter 3
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Chapter 4
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Chapter 5
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Chapter 6
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Chapter 7
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Chapter 8
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Chapter 9
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Chapter 10
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Chapter 11
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Chapter 12
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Chapter 13
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Chapter 14
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Chapter 15
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Chapter 16
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Chapter 17
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Chapter 18
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Chapter 19
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Chapter 20
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Chapter 21
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Chapter 22
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Chapter 23
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Chapter 24
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Chapter 25
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Chapter 26
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Chapter 27
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Chapter 28
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Chapter 29
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Chapter 30
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Chapter 31
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Chapter 32
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Chapter 33
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Chapter 34
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Chapter 35
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Chapter 36
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Chapter 37
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Chapter 38
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Chapter 39
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Chapter 40
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Chapter 41
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Chapter 42
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Chapter 43
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Chapter 44
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Chapter 45
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Chapter 46
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Chapter 47
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Chapter 48
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Chapter 49
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Chapter 50
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Chapter 51
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Chapter 52
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Chapter 53
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Chapter 54
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Chapter 55
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Chapter 56
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Chapter 57
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Chapter 58
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Chapter 59
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Chapter 60
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Chapter 61
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Chapter 62
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Chapter 63
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Chapter 64
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Chapter 65
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Chapter 66
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Chapter 67
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Chapter 68
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Chapter 69
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Chapter 70
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Chapter 71
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Chapter 72
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Chapter 73
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Chapter 74
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Chapter 75
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Chapter 76
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Chapter 77
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Chapter 78
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Chapter 79
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Chapter 80
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Chapter 81
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Chapter 82
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Chapter 83
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Chapter 84
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Chapter 85
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Chapter 86
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Chapter 87
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Chapter 88
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Chapter 89
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Chapter 90
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Chapter 91
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Chapter 92
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Chapter 93
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Chapter 94
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Chapter 95
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Chapter 96
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Chapter 97
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Chapter 98
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Chapter 99
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Chapter 100
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Chapter 101
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Chapter 102
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Chapter 103
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Chapter 104
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