"Boss He, how much do you know about the Taiyi Sect's sect's divine artifact?" Ye Lingyue asked Boss He on their way.

"The ancestors of the Miao Shou Kong Kong Thief Sect recorded it in their documents. This divine artifact is extraordinary, possessing terrifying power capable of destroying heaven and earth. It was found by the Sect Leader of the Taiyi Sect by chance," Boss He said, gazing toward the sacrificial platform situated at the highest terrain of the Taiyi Sect.

The Sacrificial Sword Platform was located on the peak of Cang Mountain.

As they approached the summit, the temperature did not decrease but instead, it suddenly rose by a few degrees.

Ye Lingyue couldn't help but wonder if there might be some hidden volcanic activity on Cang Mountain.

Soon, Ye Lingyue realized she was mistaken.

It was not a volcano on the Sacrificial Sword Platform of Cang Mountain that caused the nearby temperature to soar and left no grass growing; it was because of a cauldron on the platform.

It was a dark, massive cauldron that would require more than five strong adults to embrace it by its waist.

Around the cauldron, eight long swords were arrayed.

Centuries had passed, but these eight swords still radiated a chilling brilliance.

Each sword guarded one direction of the Taiyi Sect, representing the northwest, southwest, northeast, and southeast.

"Earth-level top-grade spiritual swords."

After a long journey, the sight of these eight swords instantly brightened everyone's eyes.

Compared to these eight Earth-level top-quality spiritual swords, those on the earlier forging platform were simply trash.

"Boss He, some of these swords contain Nirvana Iron," Ye Lingyue observed the differences in the swords at a glance.

Upon hearing this, both Boss He and Third Brother He showed delighted expressions.

For them, Earth-level Spiritual Treasures were far less useful than the legs of their second elder brother.

"These spiritual artifacts are quite good; I'll take them." Bo Qing, after enduring much hardship, was delighted to find several Earth-level Spirit Swords of good quality.

Having earlier destroyed an Earth-level Spiritual Treasure, now finding eight Earth-level Spiritual Artifacts all at once felt like a gainful recovery.

"Little grandmaster, gentlemen. The treasure of our sect is right before us. Forgive me for the offense, but these eight Spirit Swords are extremely important to the Fire Control Sect," Elder Huo Yan bowed her hands, with her five disciples behind her, all ready for action.

"Whether you can get the spiritual artifacts or not depends on your own ability," said Boss He and Third Brother He, and then both leaped into the air, rushing toward the platform first.

Elder Huo Yan let out a fierce whistle, and along with her five disciples, they, like arrows, quickly followed suit.

"Everyone is in such a rush as if racing for reincarnation. Come back here!" Bo Qing laughed loudly. The emerald-green bell wrapped around her arm suddenly expanded several times, ballooning to the size of a watermelon in mid-air, ringing out with a bewitching chime.

As the bell sound reached everyone's ears, their minds went blank.

Green ribbons, like vines, grew from under their feet, firmly holding the seven people in place.

The more those green ribbons struggled, the deeper they penetrated into the flesh, even growing tiny barbs that pricked into their skin.

"What is this?"

Elder Huo Yan's face looked uglier than if she were crying as she looked at the bell.

"Beidou Exchange Bell, I can't believe the Sect Master couple gave such an incredible treasure to the little grandmaster."

It seemed that Elder Huo Yan and everyone else had been deceived by Bo Qing before.

All thought that her bell was just an Earth-level Spiritual Treasure from the Jueqing Sect, the Soul-Attracting Bell. But now it seems that it isn't an Earth-level Spiritual Treasure, but a Low Grade Heavenly Spiritual Treasure.

Heavenly level Spiritual Treasures, each has indescribable terrifying effects.

The purpose of the Beidou Exchange Bell is to gradually siphon the Primordial Power from a person through a green ribbon, transferring it to Bo Qing's body.

"How exhilarating it truly is." The Primordial Power from the six people became increasingly abundant. Bo Qing swiftly dashed towards the eight Spirit Swords. She was about to grab the first sword.

"Bo Qing, do you intend to monopolize the eight swords? Have you forgotten our earlier promise?" Ye Lingyue swiftly approached from behind.

A strike of Little Infinite Finger forced Bo Qing back several steps.

"Thirteen, are you also stopping me?"

Bo Qing stared at Ye Lingyue, her beautiful eyes shimmering with complexity and anxiety.

Bo Qing, from her childhood to adulthood, never had the word 'share' in her life dictionary. She must take the eight treasure swords of Taiyi Sect by any means necessary.

However, the one stopping her was Hong Thirteen.

"Release Boss He and the others. We only want two Spirit Swords. You can take the other six."

The eight treasure swords, highly coveted by everyone, were not that precious in Ye Lingyue's eyes.

She possessed the casting diagram of the Heavenly Level Divine Weapon Nine Dragon Chant on her person. As long as she reaches sufficient cultivation in the future and gathers all materials, she can forge Heavenly Level Divine Weapons herself.

Moreover, Ye Lingyue always felt that the appearance of those eight treasure swords here wasn't so simple.

"No, what's mine must be entirely mine. Thirteen, I don't want to hurt you." Bo Qing pursed her lips, her gaze falling on Ye Lingyue's hand.

That arm, as delicate and pale as a woman's, was still bandaged.

Bo Qing will not forget, it was because of her own reasons, this wound remained.

If it were anyone else, even Elder Huo Yan who had a good relationship with the Jueqing Sect, Bo Qing wouldn't hesitate to kill.

But it was different with Hong Thirteen, who carried her on the way and detoxified her; Bo Qing couldn't bring herself to harm him.

"If that's the case, then we can only fight with all our might." Ye Lingyue sighed. With a movement of her Divine Sense, the Star Saliva split into six and hovered beside her.

"Thirteen, you are no match for me. I'm not afraid of your poison, for I have a Spiritual Treasure that cures all poisons." Bo Qing became somewhat impatient, her silver teeth clenched tight, wishing she could tie up Hong Thirteen tightly and throw him aside.

Under the effect of the Beidou Exchange Bell, Bo Qing's body continued to swell with vigorous Primordial Power, making her as powerful as an expert of the Reincarnation Fourth Path.

Even Boss He and Elder Huo Yan might not be her match, let alone Hong Thirteen.

"She's not your match, but what about me?"

Behind her, a cold voice drifted.

Startled, Bo Qing had not yet turned around when a strange force struck her from behind, kicking her down from midair.

The seven people who were supposed to be restrained by the Beidou Exchange Bell, at some unknown point, were reduced to six.

Elder Huo Yan, Boss He, and Third Brother He were all utterly shocked.

Even they couldn't escape the Beidou Exchange Bell, yet Elder Huo Yan's Sixth Disciple, Xiao Liu, unexpectedly freed himself at some point.

"Don't look at me, I don't know when Xiao Liu…" Elder Huo Yan was helpless.

"Nonsense! You don't know the cultivation of your own disciple?" The feelings of Boss He and Third Brother He couldn't be more complicated.