Spiritual Energy flames soared as they enveloped the green feathered fan in the blink of an eye. The blazing temperature had directly caused the surrounding space to distort. It was so much so that even the air was emitting a scorching smell.
However, facing the blazing Spiritual Energy flames, the azure feathered fan did not budge in the slightest. It was so much so that even the azure lustre did not fluctuate, as if the Spiritual Energy flames were nothing.
Facing this situation, Mu Chen was rather indifferent. If a Saint Artifact could be refined so easily, then he would have doubted the authenticity of it.
Furthermore, if it wasn't for the Wind God's Fan being ownerless, if Mu Chen dared to use Spiritual Flames to refine it, he would have probably attracted the retaliation of the Wind God's Fan …
Mu Chen stared at the Wind God's Fan as he waved his hand. A current of Sovereign Spiritual Liquid appeared around him as a boundless spiritual mist rose up, covering this level of the stone pagoda.
Refining the Wind God's Fan clearly wasn't something that could be done in an instant. Therefore, Mu Chen had taken out a large amount of Sovereign Spiritual Liquid and was prepared to use it to slowly refine it.
After making all his preparations, Mu Chen gradually closed his eyes as strands of Sovereign Spiritual Liquid flowed over and entered his body through his nose, endlessly replenishing the exhausted Spiritual Energy in his body.
Time quietly flowed under the slow refinement. Not knowing how long had passed, the Sovereign Spiritual Liquid around Mu Chen started to gradually decrease. The Wind God's Fan, which was enveloped by the Spiritual Energy flames, had unknowingly turned hazy. A faint mist rose in the centre of the fan and vaguely, there seemed to be a tiny azure tornado.
That tornado was extremely exquisite. But when it was revealed, the entire space seemed to tremble as a violent gale vaguely whistled between the heavens and earth, causing sand and stones to fly in the sky …
Mu Chen's tightly shut eyes also opened at this moment. He looked at the mini tornado in the Wind God's Fan with a smear of joy in his eyes.
This tornado was the core of the Wind God's Fan, a wisp of Heaven and Earth Astral Wind that had been condensed for tens of millions of years. The biggest reason why the Wind God's Fan could become a true saint artifact was because of this wisp of precious Heaven and Earth Astral Wind as the core material.
If he wanted to truly refine the Wind God Fan, he would have to leave his own mark on the Mysterious Yellow Gale.
Hu.
Mu Chen deeply inhaled a mouthful of air. Shortly after, he bit the tip of his tongue, causing a mouthful of Blood Essence to spurt out. That mouthful of Blood Essence contained extremely pure Spiritual Energy. Therefore, when it was spurted out, Mu Chen's face instantly turned much paler. Clearly, he had consumed a great amount of Spiritual Energy.
This Blood Essence, which was nurtured by one's own Spiritual Energy, was extremely precious. If he lost too much of it, it would even damage the foundation of Mu Chen's Spiritual Energy. If it wasn't for the fact that he wanted to refine a true saint artifact, Mu Chen would definitely not bear to part with it.
The mouthful of Blood Essence flew out and landed on the wisp of Heaven and Earth Astral Wind in the Wind God's Fan. However, it did not fuse with it. It only floated on the surface of the Wind God's Fan. From the looks of it, there seemed to be a resistance that was obstructing the Blood Essence from fusing with it.
Seeing this, Mu Chen's expression remained calm as he closed his eyes once again. He started to control the Spiritual Energy flames to release a scorching temperature that slowly roasted the wisp of Heaven and Earth Astral Wind.
Under the slow roasting, the Blood Essence that floated on the surface of the Wind God's Fan started to slowly fuse with it.
This still required some time, so Mu Chen wasn't anxious and quietly waited. As long as the Blood Essence completely fused with the wisp of Heaven and Earth Astral Wind and left a seal on it, then this Wind God's Fan would truly belong to Mu Chen. At that time, even if it was forcefully taken away, unless it was an expert that was several levels above him, it would be tough to erase his Blood Essence seal.
It was so much so that if he was forced into a corner, Mu Chen could directly activate the Blood Essence seal and detonate the core of the Wind God's Fan, causing this Saint Artifact to explode. The might of that explosion was something that even a genuine Earth Sovereign Realm wouldn't be able to bear.
This was also the reason why Mu Chen had to spend time and effort to refine the Wind God's Fan … After all, a Saint Artifact was too eye-catching.
Right now, the steps had already been completed, so he only had to quietly wait …
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While Mu Chen was refining the Wind God's Fan, Jiu You stood on the other side of the stone pagoda. She quietly stood in the sky with her eyes closed. Even the Spiritual Energy fluctuation around her had dissipated. She stretched her slender hands out and circulated the Wind Summoning Art.
As she quietly comprehended, strands of wind started to gather in the sky and gradually gathered around her.
As the strands of wind gathered around her, Jiu You felt that her body was getting lighter. It was as if she could truly soar between the heavens and earth, like a strand of wind that existed everywhere.
A ripple rose in her heart. Although the Wind Summoning Art was only a Lesser Divine Ability and was more of an auxiliary one, the profundity of it was extremely shocking. If she could successfully cultivate it, then even if she encountered a genuine Earth Sovereign, her speed wouldn't be inferior to her.
Beneath the Earth Sovereign Realm, even someone as powerful as Zhu Yan would only be able to eat her dust and couldn't even touch her silhouette.
Thinking about that scene, Jiu You couldn't help having expectations in her heart.
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Mu Chen and Jiu You were busy with their own cultivation. Compared to the two of them, Lin Jing was rather bored. She wandered around the island, but did not find any treasures, so she could only bitterly return.
When she returned, she saw that Mu Chen and Zhu Yan were cultivating as if there wasn't anyone else around. Since she couldn't be disturbed, she waited for a while and quietly left the island. She wanted to make use of this time to wander around and see if she could find any opportunities.
After leaving the island, Lin Jing wandered around aimlessly. In this period of time, she had encountered quite a few people. When those people saw that she was traveling alone, they couldn't help having other thoughts. However, just when those thoughts rose in their minds, they saw a figure that was shrouded in a cold aura following behind Lin Jing like a spectre. The cold aura that was being emitted from that figure made their hearts shiver. Immediately, all of their thoughts were frozen as they avoided that figure.
Under the protection of the Spiritual Frost Puppet, Lin Jing's journey was unobstructed and no one dared to look for trouble with her. In this environment where no one dared to provoke her, she managed to find some treasures on several islands. However, there was clearly a difference compared to when she was with Mu Chen.
Lin Jing wasn't too satisfied with this. Her standards weren't low, so she wasn't interested in ordinary treasures. So she wasn't excited about this plundering.
But fortunately, she obtained some information in the process of searching for treasures, which was the location of the Long Mansion.
The Long Mansion was also one of the Nine Mansions, and it was said that the Mansion Lord's strength was ranked amongst the top in the Nine Mansions. In fact, he was even stronger than the Wind Mansion Lord that Mu Chen encountered.
After obtaining this information, Lin Jing changed her route without any hesitation and headed straight for the so-called Long Mansion Island.
When Lin Jing arrived at the Dragon Manor, she was a little stunned. That's because she realised that the Dragon Manor was filled with silhouettes. Furthermore, there were silhouettes flying over from the distance. Evidently, they had received some information and were swiftly making their way over.
This place was much more lively than when they first entered the Wind Island.
However, Lin Jing realised that although there were many people here, no one dared to barge in. Instead, most of them were loitering outside and didn't dare to enter.
Lin Jing stood in the air and swept her gaze around before she nodded her head. She realised that there was a faint mist in the huge island. The mist wasn't strong, but Lin Jing could recognise it.
"It's actually the Dragon Breath Poison … no wonder those fellows don't dare to enter."
Lin Jing sighed. The so-called Dragon Breath Poison was a lethal poison of the Dragon Clan, refined with the breath of a dragon. It was extremely domineering, and even Lesser Earth Sovereigns would be in a pathetic state if they inhaled too much of it. Beneath the Earth Sovereign Realm, they would probably die if they were careless.
However, Lin Jing wasn't dejected by this. On the contrary, she lightly smiled. Although this poison could obstruct others, it wasn't enough to obstruct her.
Thinking about it, she stored the Spiritual Frost Puppet and clenched her fist. An exquisite white gourd appeared in her hand and a white membrane gushed out from the gourd, enveloping Lin Jing.
After that, Lin Jing swaggered into the rock island under everyone's astonished gazes.
At the same time when Ling Jing entered the Dragon Island, a silhouette unhurriedly walked in from the other side of the island. She wore a colourful dress and her wavy hair was bewitching. Her slender waist was akin to a snake, which would make others feel a little thirsty. Her devastatingly gorgeous face was covered by a thin veil, revealing a perfect silhouette that captivated the hearts of others.
That woman exuded a bewitching and mysterious aura, causing one to be intoxicated by her.
After she walked onto the dragon island, a colourful little snake suddenly crawled out from her shoulder. It widened its snake mouth and completely inhaled the dragon breath poison. The poison, which even the Dragon tribe would keep a respectful distance from, was actually unable to affect the little snake …
As the snake sucked in and out, the bewitching lady slowly walked into the depths of the rock island.
(I've been busy for the entire day and have just returned home.)