Chapter 1898: Chapter 702: Han Zhan’s Treasure Refining, Demon Monarch’s Blood_3
He survived.
But his Lifebound Magic Treasure Mix Yuan Cauldron was severely damaged within, and even Luo Chen, whose soul was connected, suffered a Divine Soul injury.
This was undoubtedly unprecedented for the Mix Yuan Cauldron with its superior material and deep foundation.
At the time, Luo Chen was afraid it might fall apart.
After all, the Mix Yuan Cauldron, infinitely close to being a True Device, was still not a True Device and had a definitive gap compared to that Golden Bell.
But at this moment!
What Luo Chen saw was the Mix Yuan Cauldron in his Sea of Qi, perfectly restored!
He couldn’t find a single crack nor any Array damage; it was just that its size had shrunk by about one-third.
It seemed as though it had repaired itself.
Though the Mix Yuan Cauldron and Xuan Chen Armor both had self-repair functions, this function was relatively weak, requiring the owner to supplement materials and use Mana True Fire to refine day and night until restored.
There was only one reason for such astonishing changes!
That gray light!
When the teleportation at Ming Zhao Heaven began, the gray light actively pursued and voluntarily merged into the Mix Yuan Cauldron.
At that time, Luo Chen couldn’t think it over and instinctively took his Lifebound Magic Treasure inside.
Yet, months later, he found not a single trace of gray light within the Mix Yuan Cauldron.
It seemed completely absorbed!
Without any rejection!
Luo Chen was utterly puzzled by this.
Even after observing closely at this moment, Luo Chen was still at a loss.
"How did the gray light that even Moon Independent Cultivator couldn’t subdue voluntarily come to me? Is there truth in the saying that Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures are meant for those destined?"
"Why is the affinity between Mix Yuan Cauldron and gray light so good? They blend with no rejection. Could it be because the gray light was previously suppressed in the Refining Heaven Cauldron, which is also a cauldron-type Magic Item?"
"But that’s not right; the Artifact Spirit of the Refining Heaven Cauldron detected my Cultivation Technique of Qi Xia Emperor, preferring to self-destruct rather than let me gain the Refining Heaven Cauldron and that gray light."
"What exactly is that gray light?"
"Is it something left behind by Refining Heaven Demon Monarch, possibly crafted by him personally?"
"If that’s the case, it actively merging with Mix Yuan Cauldron suggests that my Lifebound Magic Treasure might be linked with Refining Heaven Demon Monarch."
"Not right; from conception to material and then to refining, this cauldron has never had any connection to Refining Heaven Demon Monarch..."
Luo Chen recalled the refining process of his Lifebound Magic Treasure, past instances resurfacing in his mind.
Suddenly!
A faintly traceable clue connected in his mind.
If the battle between Refining Heaven Demon Monarch and Qi Xia Emperor was real, then it would be natural for Qi Xia Emperor’s Nirvana Sacred Fire to exist in Ming Zhao Heaven.
Thinking from another angle, Qi Xia Emperor would indeed have things belonging to Refining Heaven Demon Monarch.
Whether damaged Magic Items or remnants... and Blood Essence!
Once, during the refining of Mix Yuan Cauldron, an unexpected incident transpired.
That incident consumed all of Luo Chen’s materials, even leading Tian Yezi to offer his treasured Green Phoenix Gentle Wind, and consequently accomplished the terrifying foundation of Mix Yuan Cauldron.
The day the cauldron was completed, it reached Ascendant Grade at once!
That unexpected incident originated from some unknown blood on a Top-Grade Fire Spirit Drill.
At that time, Luo Chen only felt a terrifying aura emanating from that blood.
Tian Yezi felt the blood was quite suitable for Artifact Refining, so he allowed its presence.
"Could it be that the blood belonged to Refining Heaven Demon Monarch? Thus, when the gray light revealed the aura of the blood after the Mix Yuan Cauldron shattered, it came on its own?"
"Additionally, my early years of using Mix Yuan Cauldron in Pill Refinement and Artifact Refining yielded miraculous results. I initially credited the Mix Yuan Cauldron. Upon reflection, the credit should go to that blood; it holds extraordinary powers in both pill and artifact fields, with one drop embodying phenomenal effects!"
Many have remarked on Luo Chen’s deep fortune, and he often jokingly agreed.
However, it’s just a joke.
Luo Chen never considered himself a chosen one; everything he acquired was through his own effort and calculation.
Thus, he didn’t believe in tales of Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures empowering him.
If one had to rationalize the final lucky happenstance in Ming Zhao Heaven, Luo Chen could only use this premise to explain.
Regardless of its truth, it wasn’t necessarily a good thing for him.
Because he couldn’t mobilize the Mix Yuan Cauldron!
The Small Tripod stood quietly rooted in his Sea of Qi, consuming the already depleted Qi Power of Luo Chen.
This was his Lifebound Magic Treasure!
Unable to activate it, what was that supposed to mean!
Especially considering he needed to refine the Nascent Soul Formation Pill later, it would be troublesome if the Mix Yuan Cauldron couldn’t be used.
Much later.
Luo Chen slowly withdrew his mind.
"Never mind, it’s extremely fortunate that the Mix Yuan Cauldron is restored; as long as no unexpected problems occur, there will eventually be a solution."
"I should promptly recover my Qi Power and restore my abilities to their peak as a priority."
Luo Chen took out a Top Grade True Flame Pill and slowly refined it upon consumption.
Without the Third Order Spirit Vein, relying solely on elixirs to recover Qi Power was dreadfully slow.
Especially now that he’s at the Golden Core Eighth Stage, needing at least twice the Qi Power than before.
The reserve of True Flame Pills in the storage ring was running low.
"Exactly where has all my Qi Power gone!"
As he meditated, the question rose again.
...
"Turn the rudder! Turn the rudder! Turn the rudder!"
"They’re fighting upfront again!"
"What happened, wasn’t this route said to belong to Mo Luo Sect?"
"Who knows, Canghai Alliance recently retaliated in a large scale against Mo Luo Sect, and for some reason, Penglai Immortal Sect reduced their forces, leaving Mo Luo Sect fighting on its own. Anyway, let’s evade this battlefield to avoid getting caught."
Three days later, the merchant ship of this Golden Core Family hurriedly changed course amidst turbulent waves.
Leading them was an early-stage Golden Core Cultivator named Sui Jie.
He anxiously watched the distant clash between colorful Magic Items in mid-air and the tumultuous ocean stirred by countless strong figures.
In this level of warfare, even a small splinter could create disastrous consequences for them.
Thus, even if it delayed delivery, they must change course.
Just then, in the corner of his eye, he saw a black-clothed man emerge from the passenger cabin, walking to the edge of the deck.
"Gu Chen young friend, there’s a fierce battle ahead, better seek shelter inside."
The black-clothed man looked at him and then bowed slightly.
"Thank you, Daoist Sui, for the hospitality these days. I’m bound by urgent matters, must continue onward, farewell."
Sui Jie frowned; a mere Foundation Establishment Cultivator calling him "Daoist" seemed somewhat naive.
But in the next instant, his eyes widened.
The black-clothed man named ’Gu Chen’ suddenly manifested a powerful Mana Fluctuation, no less than his own.
No!
With layers of surging mana, the pure and commanding Qi Power caused him to instinctively step back.
This person’s Dao Cultivation crushed him.
With just a glance, Sui Jie realized the opposing party’s Qi Power was vast as an ocean, typical of those Golden Core cultivators who’ve spent three to five hundred years cultivating.
His tone faltered, "I apologize for not recognizing Taishan before, I wish Daoist a smooth journey."
Luo Chen nodded with a smile, then leapt into the air.
Suspended mid-air, a Wooden Kite appeared beneath him, spanning a foot and a half.
He formed a Spiritual Secret, and the Wooden Kite circled the merchant ship once, then flew toward the battlefield’s center.
Sui Jie watched with widened eyes as the Wooden Kite carried the black-clothed Daoist, resembling a moth to a flame, plunging straight into the turbulent waves and radiant splendor.
"What kind of urgent matters compel him to disregard his life, unwilling to detour, yet forcing his way through this Righteous and Demonic Battlefield?"