Chapter 792: The Change of the Black Iron Block

As if sensing something, the Star Moon Sword on the rack emitted a buzzing tremor.

The spirituality of a holy artifact was stronger than that of a profound artifact. Even though Ye Yuan had now changed his appearance, it still recognized its former master.

Ye Yuan smiled faintly and took the Star Moon Sword in his hand.

Upon reuniting, a wave of bitterness surged in Ye Yuan's heart.

The Star Moon Sword had accompanied him for two hundred years, but compared to the Wuji Cauldron, it had been far more neglected.

Now, seeing the Star Moon Sword again, Ye Yuan felt an indescribable familiarity. Scenes from the past tumbled through his mind, as if they were yesterday.

"Old friend, let's work together, return to the peak, and laugh proudly in the Divine Realm!"

The gloom on Ye Yuan's face vanished, replaced by an unwavering determination.

The Star Moon Sword let out a series of soft chimes, clearly responding to Ye Yuan's bold declaration.

Ye Yuan inspected the Star Moon Sword and found it was indeed severely damaged. He had little achievement in artifact forging; to restore the Star Moon Sword to its peak state, he would need to find a master artifact forger.

Yet even with such severe damage, the Star Moon Sword was still a tier above the Xuanying Sword.

Moreover, Ye Yuan's familiarity with the Star Moon Sword was incomparable to any other weapon.

The Falling Petal Drifting Sword was created by Ye Yuan using the Star Moon Sword.

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Returning to his residence, Ye Yuan chose to go into seclusion immediately.

The residence was provided by the Holy Land, with tight security, so Ye Yuan wasn't worried about anyone coveting his Star Moon Sword.

With a thought, Ye Yuan entered the Haotian Tower.

The black iron block floated quietly before Ye Yuan. As his divine sense swept over it, the golden characters in his sea of consciousness indeed reacted.

Previously, Ye Yuan had only touched it briefly and hadn't carefully sensed it.

Now, as he attentively experienced it, he found that the disturbance of the golden characters was not as intense as he had imagined.

"Hmm... It seems like a kind of resonance, but what exactly is this resonance? Apart from that, the black iron block doesn't seem to have anything special about it."

After sensing for a while, Ye Yuan felt quite frustrated. The function of this black iron block didn't seem as significant as he had thought.

Could it be that the ten million Earth Origin Crystals had really been wasted?

Of course, Ye Yuan wasn't willing to give up. After such a long time, finally having a chance to explore the mystery of the golden characters, how could he be willing to let it slip away?

"Since there's no reaction, I'll refine you! I want to see what you really are!"

However, the refining process was not as simple as Ye Yuan had imagined.

This black iron block was clearly no ordinary item. After a whole day, Ye Yuan had only refined one-tenth of it.

At this rate, before the competition started, he couldn't hope to finish refining it.

But Ye Yuan was not lacking in patience. The next day, he refined another tenth, and the black iron block still showed no reaction.

On the third, fourth, and fifth days, the black iron block finally underwent some change!

This change filled Ye Yuan with ecstasy!

On the fifth day, Ye Yuan had refined nearly half of it. A piece fell off the black iron block, revealing a golden yellow hue!

This golden yellow looked like some kind of stroke. Ye Yuan compared it with the golden characters in his sea of consciousness and found that several characters matched that stroke.

"Could it be that this black iron block records these golden characters? I didn't notice before, but now it seems the black iron block resembles a fragment of a furnace cauldron! Could it be... a fragment of a divine realm expert's medicine cauldron?" Ye Yuan speculated boldly.

On the sixth day, the Quasi-Saint Son Selection Competition finally began!

The format of the finals was quite extravagant, but it also severely tested true strength.

The sixty contestants were numbered from one to sixty. Each day, three rounds of matches would be held, with different opponents each time, until every contestant had faced all others!

That is, each person would fight against the other fifty-nine contestants!

Ultimately, the ranking would be determined by the number of wins!

This finals would last for twenty days.

With such a format, there was no room for opportunism. Contestants had to give their all in every match to achieve a better ranking.

When Pei Wenqiang saw Ye Yuan, his smile was extremely peculiar.

"I heard you made that arrogant kid from the Wu family eat humble pie, haha, that's really satisfying! I've long found that kid annoying! Just thinking about Wu Jianqing's long face fills me with indescribable pleasure! That Wu Jiantong kid didn't know you had a golden token and even dared to question you, hahaha, it's hilarious."

Pei Wenqiang had seen Ye Yuan's golden token before and was also quite shocked at the time.

This thing couldn't be measured by Earth Origin Crystals. How ridiculous that Wu Jiantong dared to question Ye Yuan's ability to pay.

He deserved to be humbled!

Ye Yuan rolled his eyes and said, "Enough nonsense. Have our numbers been assigned?"

Pei Wenqiang didn't mind and said with a smile, "They're out. You're number seven. Tang Fan is twenty-three, and Mu Yun is fifty-one."

The numbers were drawn randomly, so it didn't matter much. Regardless, they would encounter every opponent.

Moreover, in this finals, none of the contestants were pushovers, so it seemed the opponent didn't matter.

"Number seven, not bad. When will I meet that Nalan Chu?" Ye Yuan asked.

"Hey, I've already checked that for you. You'll meet him in the forty-second match. But don't let your guard down; there are several strong opponents before him that you need to watch out for," Pei Wenqiang reminded, as if knowing Ye Yuan's thoughts.

Ye Yuan nodded, unconcerned.

Meeting up with Tang Fan, Mu Yun, and the others, the group gathered at Chixia Square.

Chixia Square was located in the central area of the Holy Land, covering a vast area.

This selection competition was an unprecedented grand event in the Chixia Holy Land, and also a stage for the major families to vie in secret, thus attracting widespread attention.

"Grand Elder, what is the Holy Lord's purpose in holding this selection competition? In my opinion, Nalan Chu is sure to be first. Is such a competition really necessary?"

"A Dao Profound realm expert can faintly perceive the heavenly secrets. How could we fathom the Holy Lord's intentions? Nalan Chu is indeed a rare genius the Holy Land has seen in a millennium, but I wouldn't dare say he's definitely first. This competition has selected quite a few interesting youngsters!"

"Impossible? Nalan Chu's strength is undeniably first in the Holy Land. Even Wu Jiantong is far behind him. Could someone from the other divisions actually rival him?"

"Hehe, just wait and see!"

Before the competition had even started, the Grand Elder of the Chixia Holy Land was already full of confidence in this event.