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The Six-path Sword Spell did not have any specific sword moves or sword styles, only the sword Qi of the six samsara. The Six-path Sword Spell stressed on following one's heart, using one's heart to control the sword, and following one's heart to control the sword. Only by relying on one's own heart to practice the sword, not by relying on a fixed sword move to move the sword, only by relying on one's own heart to condense the sword move is one's own sword move, it only belongs to one's own sword style.

Although the Six-path Sword Spell did not have any fixed sword moves, his understanding towards the way of the sword was approximately six realms. Is:

Path of Man, Path of Beasts, Path of Devils, Path of Asura, Path of Hell, and finally, the Heavenly Dao, six realms.

Every increase in a realm was a step up in the path of the sword. It was more difficult to advance to the next realm than to the next. After cultivating to the Heavenly Dao Realm, a casual sword strike contained the power of the heavens and the power of reincarnation.

With Ye Mingche's cleverness, using the low-grade Profound Rank sword technique's Body-refining Stage, he would be able to achieve perfection in just four hours. Only by recalling his past and present lives within the《 Six-path Sword Spell》 would he be able to reach the threshold of the way of the human.

He waved his hand, and a sword appeared in it.

The shining blade of the sword reflected the sunlight in the sky like a rainbow. Holding it in his hand, he could still feel the biting cold sword aura and the cold glint at the tip of the sword, indicating that it was a treasured sword that was as sharp as his own.

When Ye Mingche opened the Six-path Sword Spell, the Golden Book was constantly revolving and a sword suddenly appeared in his Sea of Consciousness. At first, it was only an illusion. As Ye Mingche continued to comprehend the Six-path Sword Spell, the illusion became more and more solid. When Ye Mingche reached the Path of Humanity, this sharp sword had also fully formed. It was a godly sword that was born in the world!

Ye Mingche was amazed. However, they didn't know that the essence of the rare and precious stones had all disappeared, leaving behind only the impurities. And these strange ore's essence, continued to gather towards the Ye Family, Ye Mingche's Sea of Consciousness, and used several hundred thousand kilograms of strange ore to forge this godly sword.

In the future, Ye Mingche would constantly strengthen this godly weapon. Gradually, it would become the supreme weapon that would dominate the Nine Prefectures in the future, the sharpest weapon in the Nine Prefectures!

"Mm …" "I'll call you Monarch Sword," Ye Mingche said to the Monarch Sword after thinking for a while.

Just as she finished speaking, two small words appeared on the Monarch Sword's hilt: Dragon and Phoenix Dancing in the Wind, it's so beautiful, it's the two words' Monarch '.

"How amazing." Ye Mingche praised. And when the word "Monarch" was formed, the Monarch Sword seemed to have become one with Ye Mingche.

This was the recognition of a divine weapon as its master. From now on, other than Ye Mingche, no one else would be able to wield this divine sword with any intelligence. It was nothing more than a slightly sharper sword.

Ye Mingche picked up the Monarch Sword and clashed it with the sharp sword from before.

The next moment, Ye Mingche was stunned on the spot.

When the sword from before came into contact with the Monarch Sword, a 'thump' sound was heard. The Monarch Sword cut the sword into two as easily as cutting tofu.

Four words immediately appeared in Ye Mingche's mind: Cutting iron into mud.

The previous sharp sword was a hundred refined sharp sword, and was considered a good treasured sword in the four nations, but in the Monarch Sword s' area, it was even easier to cut than tofu, this degree of sharpness, even if one looked at Qingyan Continent, one would not be able to find a second.

"..."

In the courtyard, Ye Mingche waved the Monarch Sword without any pattern, no sword moves, sword moves. It was just an ordinary casual sword attack.

The whole morning passed quickly and Ye Mingche stopped practicing his sword.

Ye Mingche picked up the broken sword and thought that he should be able to reforge it.

However, when he picked it up and touched it, the Monarch Sword strangely released a suction force.

The sharp sword in his hand gradually disappeared. Ye Mingche opened his eyes wide. A sword could actually slowly disappear. Gradually, all that was left of the sharp sword was a mass of silver substance. There were still some impurities that dispersed after a gust of wind blew past.

"This is …" "Iron Essence" Ye Mingche said in disbelief.

Iron Essence s were the most refined part of iron, and normally, they would mix together with impurities in normal iron. Any random sword would have Iron Essence s, but the more Iron Essence s there were, the sharper the sword.

This sword could actually remove the impurities from iron, leaving behind Iron Essence s, it was truly unbelievable!

It was the legendary Devouring Power!

Ye Mingche had a thought: if the Iron Essence was used to forge weapons, then the weapons would at least be at the level of sloughing iron.

Ye Mingche returned to his room and picked up a piece of jade sculpture. The Monarch Sword touched it lightly.

The jade immediately cracked, but it did not absorb the essence.

Hm? What was going on? No response?

Ye Mingche infused spirit energy into the Monarch Sword and touched it again.

This time, the Monarch Sword finally had a reaction, and released a suction force. The head-sized piece of jade also slowly disappeared, leaving behind a few green fingernail sized pieces. The remaining pieces of jade were small in size, but they were extremely clear.

It seemed like Monarch Sword could absorb the essence of any mineral.

After confirming this, Ye Mingche was in a good mood. He was worried that they would only be able to swallow Iron Essence if it happened. There's nothing wrong now.

Ye Mingche's mind stirred and the Monarch Sword returned to his sea of consciousness. Following that, it released a sword hum, swallowing the Golden Book's life force and the spirit energy.

After Ye Mingche did all of this, he went to take a bath and change his clothes. His clothes had long since been drenched in sweat.

Ye Mingche changed into a new set of white clothes and ordered someone to bring them food. Now, it was not convenient for Ye Mingbing and Ye Mingxue to mess around.

Ye Mingche accompanied the two girls to eat a meal before lying down on the reclining chair to rest.

The two girls also ate their fill as they sat on the chairs and looked at the books on Ye Mingche's shelves.

"Bing, Xue'er, you've both learned calligraphy before." Ye Mingche suddenly asked when he saw the two girls sitting on the chairs and seriously reading.

"Mmm mmm mmm, an old granny from before taught us to read." Ye Mingbing replied.

"Oh." Ye Mingche replied and closed his eyes to rest. His mind was thinking about what he should do next.

An hour later, Ye Mingche opened his eyes. The two girls were still reading with a serious expression on their faces. Ye Mingche dodged and walked out of the room.

Ye Mingche walked into the hall and found Uncle Zhang. Uncle Zhang was having tea with Uncle Lin. When he saw Ye Mingche coming over, he stopped what he was doing. There was a trace of surprise in his eyes.

What is Young Master doing here?

"Uncle Zhang, how many veterans does our Ye Residence have?" Ye Mingche asked.

"Mm …" It's probably a few thousand. " Uncle Zhang didn't know why Ye Mingche asked such a question, but he still answered honestly.

No matter what, the Ye Family was still the residence of a general, so there were still a few thousand veteran soldiers.

"Then what about a Cultivation Level like you?" Ye Mingche looked at Uncle Zhang and asked.

"There are five in the entire Night Mansion." This time, the one who answered was Uncle Lin.

Five... Not bad, it's quite a lot. Along with Ma Yubin, there are six experts.

Ye Mingche thought for a while, then said, "Uncle Zhang, I want a thousand veterans. You have to trust him. "

Uncle Zhang was shocked and quickly asked, "Young Master, what are you going to do?"

"I have my own use." Ye Mingche replied plainly before turning around and leaving.

After Ye Mingche left, Uncle Zhang still didn't know how to react.

"Old Lin, what do you think Young Master wants a thousand veterans for?" Uncle Zhang asked Uncle Lin in confusion.

"Young Master... Maybe we need to build our own power. " Uncle Lin thought for a while before replying with a serious expression.

Hearing that, Uncle Zhang also had a face of caution as he nodded.

The two discussed for a while, then hurriedly left, selecting the veterans who had spent a thousand letters.

Ye Mingche returned to his room and sat on his bed to cultivate. The Cultivation Level also slowly grew, gradually advancing towards the Eighth Layer of Body Tempering.