Chapter 37 – Ten Million Luck Points, Frantic Power-Up.

Spending several hundred thousand luck points, Ye Wushang successfully upgraded his new Heaven-tier saber technique to the Great Perfection stage.

In that instant, he felt his understanding of the Dao of the Saber deepen once more.

The fusion of several saber techniques caused his combat strength to skyrocket multiple times over.

Although he was still only at the first level of the Purple Mansion Realm, he could now effortlessly suppress his past self.

Of course, this was still far from enough for him.

[Ding! Consumed one million luck points. Your saber intent has risen to the sixth level!]

[Ding! Consumed five million luck points. Your saber intent has risen to the seventh level!]

With two consecutive upgrades to his saber intent, Ye Wushang underwent an earth-shattering transformation.

The seventh level signified the Great Accomplishment stage of saber intent—a level of power rarely seen throughout history.

Even many saber cultivators at the Cave Heaven Realm might never reach this level.

At this moment, he felt that every movement of his body carried the profound essence of the saber.

Everything around him became unusually clear to his senses.

This was the benefit brought by saber intent—it even allowed him to perceive the emotional fluctuations of those around him, along with any hidden hostility or goodwill they harbored toward him.

Of course, the most terrifying change was what the seventh-level saber intent had done to him.

With Earth-tier martial techniques empowered by saber intent, their might now surpassed even Heaven-tier techniques.

And Heaven-tier techniques were already verging on the power of King-grade martial arts.

In terms of combat strength, he had no idea how many levels he had ascended.

He recalled the once awe-inspiring and mysterious Saintess and prodigy of Cangyuan Ancient City, Mu Xiyao no longer seemed as unfathomable or daunting as before.

He felt that if they met again, he could fight and win.

Of course, that mysterious middle-aged man remained as inscrutable as ever, still beyond his reach.

The strength he had gained also brought unprecedented changes to his state of mind.

However, the price paid was immense.

Just in luck points alone, he had burned through six million, leaving only 3.5 million remaining.

Even worse, to upgrade from the seventh to the eighth level of saber intent, it required ten million luck points.

At a glance, that goal was almost hopelessly far away.

Still, overall, he was quite satisfied.

Gazing at the remaining luck points, Ye Wushang didn’t hold back.

He chose to upgrade his cultivation method next.

[Consumed 300,000 luck points. Qi Swallowing the Vast Sea Manual upgraded to level one. Your Purple Mansion has transformed. Your spiritual energy has been refined and strengthened!]

[Consumed 500,000 luck points. Qi Swallowing the Vast Sea Manual upgraded to level two. Your Purple Mansion has transformed. Your spiritual energy has been refined and strengthened!]

[Consumed 1,000,000 luck points. Your cultivation method upgraded to level three. Your Purple Mansion…]

[Insufficient cultivation realm. Cannot upgrade further!]

Upon hearing this system prompt, Ye Wushang sighed inwardly.

The next level, the fourth layer, was already inaccessible.

As expected of a King-grade cultivation method, it wasn’t so easy to cultivate.

It could be said that a single King-grade technique was enough to bring an entire clan to prominence and domination.

The reason why the Great Xia Dynasty had endured for so long was precisely because its founding monarch had once obtained a fragment of a King-grade cultivation method.

That very fragment enabled the founding of the dynasty.

It was also by relying on this incomplete manual that the royal family had continuously produced experts and kept all the major forces within the realm firmly suppressed.

If just a fragment could establish a dynasty, one could only imagine how terrifying a complete one would be!

To cultivate the fourth layer, one would have to break through to the Dharma Phase Realm.

Seeing this, Ye Wushang could only let out a helpless sigh.

If he could keep cultivating without obstruction, he felt that upon reaching the ninth layer’s Great Perfection stage, he might be able to slay a first-level Dharma Phase cultivator while still being in the first level of the Purple Mansion Realm.

Looking at the remaining 1.7 million luck points, he chose to use it all to raise his cultivation level.

[Consumed 300,000 luck points. Your cultivation has advanced to Purple Mansion Realm Level Two!]

[Consumed 400,000 luck points. Your cultivation has advanced to Purple Mansion Realm Level Three!]

[Consumed 1,000,000 luck points. Your cultivation has advanced to Purple Mansion Realm Level Four!]

After several consecutive upgrades, his strength underwent a heaven-and-earth transformation.

The most direct comparison was Mu Xiyao.

Even though she had once reached the eighth level of the Purple Mansion Realm, Ye Wushang now felt he could easily defeat her.

He might even be able to utterly crush her, provided she had no secret life-saving methods.

But that was the Mu Xiyao from several years ago.

She had previously written a letter to Yue Rushuang, stating that she had already reached the Great Perfection of Purple Mansion Level Nine, and was going into seclusion to attempt a breakthrough to the Dharma Phase Realm before the Hidden Dragon Assembly, to bring glory to Cangyuan Ancient City.

For a prodigy like her, every breakthrough brought overwhelming leaps in strength.

This drastic transformation in power also caused Ye Wushang to change as a person.

Even without exuding pressure, the unique aura of a saber cultivator he now radiated could make people hold their breath.

In his presence, everyone spoke with extreme caution.

Time passed quickly, and soon, the day of Ye Wushang’s wedding to Sikong Mingyue arrived.

Due to the special circumstances, the wedding was held in a very low-key manner.

Apart from a few factions close to the Ye family, no other powers were invited.

Uncle Zhong and Xia Zixuan attended the ceremony.

When they saw Ye Wushang again, both of them visibly shuddered.

The Ye Wushang standing before them now seemed indescribably hazy and ethereal.

He was clearly right in front of them, yet their minds felt blank as if their spiritual seas had been wiped clean.

This was especially true for Uncle Zhong.

Even from dozens of meters away, Ye Wushang’s unconsciously emanating aura made his blood freeze.

If he had once dared to show disrespect or throw a punch

Now, he felt that just the pressure alone would render him immobile.

How had Ye Wushang changed so drastically in just a few months?

Was this the terror of a top-tier prodigy?

Uncle Zhong had traveled far and wide over the years and encountered countless so-called prodigies.

Yet none had ever given him the same sense of crushing dread as Ye Wushang.

Xia Zixuan, meanwhile, gazed intently at Ye Wushang in his groom’s robes, her eyes unconsciously filled with admiration.

A woman’s reverence for strength was instinctual

And who wouldn’t be captivated by such a powerful and flawless heaven-chosen son?

In that moment, Xia Zixuan realized that she had indeed fallen for him.

She even felt a hint of jealousy toward Sikong Mingyue and briefly harbored the absurd desire to take her place.

That sudden, first-time thought stirred panic in her heart.

What she didn’t know was that her expression had already been noticed by Yue Rushuang, who was hosting her.

The latter could only shake her head with a sigh. My husband really is too charming.

It seemed even the legendary Princess Chang of the Great Xia Dynasty would not escape his charm.

The longer Xia Zixuan stayed, the more uncomfortable she felt.

In the end, as soon as the wedding ended, she barely touched her food before leaving in a rush.

When she departed, she took Yue Rushuang along with her.

Rumor had it that the Emperor of Great Xia had already passed away, though the news was being suppressed and kept from public knowledge.

The imperial capital had long since fallen into decay, with the tension in the air hinting at an impending storm.

For Xia Zixuan to attend the wedding under such circumstances was already a tremendous show of respect.

Seeing her hurried and flustered departure, Ye Wushang couldn’t help but feel confused.

Still, he didn’t dwell on it and turned to enter the courtyard prepared for Sikong Mingyue.