Chapter 333

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Chapter 333Yan was also somewhat curious about the Plague Gourd. Logically, a severely damaged, unowned lower-grade spiritual artifact should not have been able to resist his refining. However, earlier, despite his full effort, the gourd didn't budge. Had it not been for Lu Qing using the formation within the chamber to assist him, he would have suffered a great embarrassment. seaʀᴄh thё Novёlƒire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Thus, he remained curious about the Plague Gourd. But without Lu Qing's consent, he refrained from conducting a thorough investigation. At this point, Yan came to a realization. The reason Lu Qing was so ruthless towards the Plague Elder, not even giving him a chance to plead for mercy, was not just because the old ghost had insulted and mocked him repeatedly. It was likely more of a warning. If Yan continued trying to negotiate with Lu Qing, his fate might not be much better than the Plague Elder's. Understanding Lu Qing’s ruthlessness, Yan’s attitude shifted. No longer did he view this young junior with condescension. He even felt a bit relieved that he had agreed to Lu Qing’s proposal earlier. Otherwise, given this young man’s pettiness, Yan could have been in grave danger. Yet, though his attitude changed, Yan still couldn’t bring himself to call Lu Qing “Master.” “What’s strange?” Lu Qing looked at the gourd, but with only a trace of his soul consciousness, he couldn't use any abilities to perceive its true nature. His mind stirred, and his soul consciousness returned to his body. With a gesture, the Plague Gourd emerged from the Li Huo Cauldron, landing in his hand. Activating his ability, he gazed at the gourd. After a while, a faint purple glow emerged from the gourd. Several lines of text floated out. “Purple light?” Lu Qing was slightly shocked. According to Yan, the gourd had already fallen in grade and was no longer a spiritual artifact. Yet it could still emit purple light? He quickly examined the floating lines of text. And indeed, this time, the information displayed was different from what he had seen before. 【Treasure Gourd: Damaged Upper-Grade Treasure.】【Originally the natal treasure of the evil cultivator Plague Elder from the Ancient Cultivation Era.】【It was a spiritual artifact, but its grade fell after the Li Huo Cauldron's spirit destroyed its restrictions and refined the artifact spirit that had formed from the Plague Elder.】【Now that the artifact spirit has been obliterated and its evil energy cleansed, it is no longer imbued with demonic power and has become a regular treasure.】【During its creation in the Ancient Cultivation Era, a piece of Chaotic Divine Iron was unintentionally incorporated, leading to the formation of an artifact spirit and its transformation into a spiritual artifact.】 “Chaotic Divine Iron?!” Upon reading the information, Lu Qing’s eyes lit up with joy. He had never expected that the Plague Gourd contained such a priceless material as Chaotic Divine Iron. According to the records of the Li Huo Sect, Chaotic Divine Iron was even more precious than Heavenly Meteorite Iron, an unparalleled treasure coveted by all cultivators for crafting. The Plague Elder must have been incredibly fortunate to have acquired such a piece. “Young Lord, did you say this gourd contains Chaotic Divine Iron?!” Yan was equally stunned upon hearing Lu Qing’s words. “Indeed, the Plague Elder, while refining this gourd, somehow fused a piece of Chaotic Divine Iron into it. Perhaps that explains why you couldn’t refine it earlier.” “What technique could he have used? The Plague Elder’s refining skills were crude! It wasn’t any clever method, just the sheer mystical properties of the Chaotic Divine Iron that allowed it to fuse smoothly with the gourd!” After a long moment of shock, Yan finally understood. “I had been puzzled before—why the refining technique inside the Plague Gourd was so unsophisticated, with such crude restrictions. The Plague Elder was never known for his refining skills. Yet he, at the early Nascent Soul stage, managed to refine a spiritual artifact perfectly suited to himself. It turns out it was all thanks to the Chaotic Divine Iron!” As the Li Huo Sect’s guardian artifact spirit, Yan had refined countless treasures and elixirs. He was a grandmaster of both refining and alchemy. When he first invaded the Plague Gourd using the Li Huo flames, he noticed the crude crafting technique within. By all logic, such a rough method shouldn’t have produced an artifact spirit or transformed the gourd into a spiritual artifact. Now he understood—it was all because the foundation was so extraordinary, thanks to the piece of Chaotic Divine Iron inside. “Young Lord, this is a great fortune!” Yan congratulated Lu Qing: “The gourd, containing Chaotic Divine Iron, has incredible potential. It is the best embryo for a natal treasure. Now that I’ve destroyed almost all the Plague Elder’s restrictions, and its evil aura has been completely purified, this is the perfect opportunity to refine it into your natal treasure!” “Natal treasure?” Lu Qing looked at the gray gourd in his hand. “Indeed, this gourd contains Chaotic Divine Iron, which can accommodate anything, making it suitable for any cultivator. The Plague Elder likely didn’t recognize its value and mistakenly refined it into a demonic artifact that could only contain plague qi—what a waste of potential. With your broad knowledge, young lord, this gourd is the ideal natal treasure for you.” Lu Qing contemplated the gourd. With the Li Huo Sect’s inheritance, he naturally understood the remarkable properties of Chaotic Divine Iron. He realized that Yan’s words were not an exaggeration. The gourd, infused with Chaotic Divine Iron, had exceptional malleability, making it a perfect fit for him. As Yan mentioned, his knowledge was too diverse, and he had also cultivated the [Five Elements Body Refining Technique], which meant he possessed spiritual power of all five elements. A single-attribute or even multi-attribute treasure wouldn’t be suitable as a natal treasure. But this gourd, which contained Chaotic Divine Iron, could accommodate anything, aligning perfectly with his cultivation method. “Very well, I’ll refine this into my natal treasure! However, I’ll need your help, Yan, for the process.” Lu Qing thought for a moment before making his decision. “Naturally.” Yan smiled. Refining treasures was his forte. Lu Qing immediately formed a hand seal, opening the Li Huo Cauldron and tossing the gray gourd inside. A flame rose, engulfing the gourd. Lu Qing’s mind entered the cauldron, and together with Yan, he controlled the fire to refine the gourd. The first step was to completely remove all the restrictions the Plague Elder had infused into the gourd, eliminating any future risks. Without the artifact spirit to sustain them, the remnants of the restrictions were nothing to the flames of the Li Huo Cauldron, and they were quickly dissolved, leaving no trace. After thoroughly cleansing the gourd, ensuring there were no flaws, Lu Qing began using the power of the Li Huo Cauldron to forge his own restrictions into the gourd. As Lu Qing skillfully refined the restrictions, Yan was deeply shocked. He realized that Lu Qing was using the secret refining techniques unique to the Li Huo Sect. It was precisely because of this that Lu Qing could easily harness the power of the cauldron’s flames to refine the gourd. “How did this kid obtain the Li Huo Sect’s inheritance? Could it be that one of the Supreme Elders survived the battle and left behind the sect’s legacy elsewhere?” Yan was both stunned and confused. During that great battle, the Li Huo Sect had fought with everything they had. Nearly all of the sect’s experts perished, including the Supreme Elders and the Sect Master. Only the Young Sect Master, gravely injured, had managed to escape with Yan, hiding in a secret base constructed by the Li Huo Sect. But soon after reaching that place, the Young Sect Master succumbed to his soul injuries and perished after leaving behind most of the sect’s inheritance in the Li Huo Cauldron. Logically, no one else should know the sect’s core techniques. So how had Lu Qing mastered such an authentic Li Huo Sect refining technique? Yan couldn’t fathom the answer. He could never have imagined that Lu Qing was such an enigmatic existence, capable of downloading and simulating the entirety of the Li Huo Sect’s inheritance from him without any teaching. Otherwise, his fear of Lu Qing would have skyrocketed. As Lu Qing focused on refining his natal treasure in the Jade Transformation Chamber... In a mysterious location, impossible to describe, a massive mountain floated in the sky. On the mountain was a grand, majestic temple complex. Inside the grandest and most solemn hall, the Great Hall of Mahavira, many monks in robes stood. At the head was a wide and plump monk in red robes, looking solemnly at a kneeling young monk before him. “Say it again. What happened in the Soul Tower?” The kneeling monk wept as he spoke: “Reporting to the Great Elder, today when I went to clean the Soul Tower, I found that the soul lamps of Patriarch Xuan Ming and Uncle-Master Xuan Nu had all gone out!” The Great Elder in red robes swayed slightly, almost losing his footing. The surrounding monks were equally shocked, almost doubting what they had just heard. When a soul lamp extinguishes, it signifies the person's death. Could it be that Elders Xuan Ming and Xuan Nu had perished? Fortunately, the Great Elder quickly steadied himself and regained his composure. In a deep voice, he asked, “What exactly happened? Tell me everything!” “Yes!” The young monk stifled his sobs and replied: “It was my turn to clean the Soul Tower today. At first, I didn’t notice anything, but when I reached the level where the soul lamps are kept, I looked up and saw that Patriarch Xuan Ming’s soul lamp had gone out. Not only that, but Uncle-Master Xuan Nu’s lamp, and the lamps of many other elders and brothers who had gone out on this expedition, had all extinguished as well!” His voice was filled with fear and sorrow. For he had been lazy this time, skipping his duty to clean the tower three days ago. Since the Soul Tower was usually quiet and protected by formations, he often neglected his task, as it rarely gathered dust. But who could have guessed that this time such a disaster would occur? The young monk was terrified, worrying about the punishment he might face from the Great Elder. Fortunately, the news he brought was so shocking that none of the other monks noticed his unusual expression. “Hurry! To the Soul Tower!” Despite his large frame, the Great Elder moved swiftly, disappearing from the hall in an instant. The other monks followed suit, rushing to the Soul Tower. In a flash, only the young monk remained, drenched in cold sweat as he scrambled to his feet and fled the hall. Not long after, the Great Elder and the others arrived at the Soul Tower. Seeing the row of extinguished soul lamps, their faces turned ashen, their eyes filled with grief and anger. They could sense that the soul traces left by Patriarch Xuan Ming and the others had completely vanished. “Who would dare harm the people of Xuan Kong Mountain in such a way?” Even with the Great Elder’s composure, he felt a chill of dread alongside his sorrow. Patriarch Xuan Ming had gone on this expedition armed with several of the sect’s precious treasures, including the Vajra Subduing Demon Pestle. With those artifacts and his companions, they should have been invincible in the recently revived spiritual world. Yet now, all their soul lamps were extinguished. Who could possibly be powerful enough to kill them? “Could it be the three old immortals on Sacred Mountain, or perhaps the other secret realms?” The Great Elder instinctively felt a looming danger. Could there be a plot targeting Xuan Kong Mountain? “No matter who did it, we must investigate this thoroughly! Great Elder, we cannot let this go!” A monk shouted angrily. “That’s right! In thousands of years, no one has dared to harm the people of Xuan Kong Mountain like this. We must find out who did this!” “And once we do, even if they’re from another secret realm, they must pay with their lives!” The monks were filled with righteous indignation. Many of those who had died were close to them, some even being their prized disciples. Now, they had died mysteriously in the outside world, and this was something they could not accept. The Great Elder, seeing the monks' fury, immediately nodded: “Of course, this matter must be thoroughly investigated. Xuan Yi, go to Wujian Tower and have them send people to investigate what happened. I will go to the mountain to report this to the Abbot.” Table of content

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