Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 471 Testing
Nie Zhaonan nodded slightly to her, then turned and waved his hand at Yan Qing, several jade boxes flying out from his sleeve:

"These are the ten-thousand-year-old spiritual herbs I promised Fellow Daoist Yan. Please take a look."

After saying that, Nie Zhaonan moved without waiting for Yan Qing's reply, entered the Biling Shuttle, and walked towards a quiet room.

Song Yu knew exactly what her husband was going to do, and a fleeting blush appeared on her fair cheeks.

Such rare materials as solar nuclei release energy constantly. Unlike ordinary refining materials, they are naturally difficult to preserve for a long time. The best method is to refine them into treasures as quickly as possible after obtaining them.

After the treasure is successfully crafted, she will be needed to help her husband cultivate his spiritual eye abilities.
After glancing at Nie Zhaonan who had left, Yan Qing paid no more attention to him, instead focusing her attention on the jade boxes floating in front of her, opening and examining them one by one.

"These are all ancient medicinal herbs, no doubt." After confirming that they were genuine, Yan Qing happily put all the jade boxes into his storage bracelet.

After finishing this task, Yan Qing did not leave immediately with his three guards, but instead chatted with Song Yu again.

Song Yu was not too surprised by this. At this time, the demon race, human race and spirit race were searching for divine blood in the Tomb of Sunset, which was quite chaotic. Leaving at this time would not be a wise move.

Upon entering the secret chamber, Nie Zhaonan immediately sat cross-legged on a futon, and with a flick of his hand, retrieved the most important prize of the trip from his storage bracelet.

A red stone the size of a head, crystal clear and radiating a crimson glow, was extraordinary; it was the very substance of the sun.

As soon as this object appeared, an intense heat surged forth like a tidal wave, instantly filling the entire sealed room. The air itself seemed to swirl around, a temperature that was truly extraordinary.

However, with Nie Zhaonan's current level of body refinement, a mere flash of golden and silver spiritual light on his body completely shut out the high temperature, leaving him unaffected in any way.

After gazing at the solar core in his hand for a while, Nie Zhaonan also recalled the method of refining the 'Corona Bead' in his mind.

This 'Corona Bead' is an essential auxiliary treasure for cultivating the second level of the Spiritual Eye Divine Power, which is the ability to see with keen insight.

The difficulty of crafting this treasure is naturally negligible for Nie Zhaonan now, and the necessary auxiliary materials have already been prepared in advance.

After recalling the refining method in his mind and having it clearly in his heart, Nie Zhaonan took out six top-grade spirit stones from his storage bracelet, all of which had the same attributes.

They are all fire-attribute spirit stones.

With Nie Zhaonan's current supernatural abilities, there is naturally no need for earth fire or refining cauldrons to refine the 'Corona Pearl'.

With a single breath, it spewed out a ball of silver fire, which, after a brief tumble, transformed into a massive furnace churning with silver flames.

Nie Zhaonan tossed the sun core into the furnace and then pointed at six top-grade spirit stones.

With a series of "whoosh" sounds, these things disappeared into the furnace one after another.

Nie Zhaonan then flicked his sleeve towards the ground, and a flash of azure light appeared, revealing a large pile of materials and containers of bottles and jars on the ground.

These are the auxiliary materials needed to refine the 'Corona Bead'.

As he poured a bottle of magma-like liquid into the furnace, Nie Zhaonan chanted incantations and flicked his fingers repeatedly, casting a series of incantations into the furnace.

While Nie Zhaonan was busy refining the treasure, on the deck of the Jade Spirit Shuttle, Song Yu and Yan Qing were chatting happily with faint smiles on their faces.

One of them came from the human realm, and the other from the Celestial Fox Clan. As they talked, they naturally became very interested in what the other was saying.

Suddenly, without any warning, the two stopped talking and looked across the lake at the same time.

More than ten human body cultivators dressed in various styles were being chased by a group of strange snakes with rooster combs on their heads and emerald green bodies. They had no choice but to desperately activate the spiritual tools in their hands to resist the attacks of these strange snakes while fleeing towards this side.

These strange snakes attack in two ways: one is by spewing out emerald green poisonous mist from their mouths, and the other is by shooting out like crossbow bolts.

Fortunately, the humans all had poison-repelling pills in their mouths, so they were safe for the time being.

But the direct impact of those strange snakes was something they couldn't withstand.

These strange snakes were not large, but they shot out with tremendous force, like vines, seemingly unafraid of being damaged.

Even though the human body cultivators possess powerful magical tools, they can only knock them down without seriously injuring them.

Even when these strange snakes were struck and their bodies were dented and their scales fell off, they would only hiss once and then flash with a flash of light before recovering completely, as if they possessed an immortal body.

As a result, after several rounds of defense, these human body cultivators felt their arms getting heavier and heavier, and gradually they could no longer swing them.

Besides these strange snakes, there was another giant snake, far larger than its kind, behind the swarm.

This strange snake seemed to be the king of the group of snakes. Seeing that its side had the upper hand, it couldn't help but hiss and screech a few times with a smug look on its face.

It showed no intention of making a move immediately; instead, its cold, serpentine eyes observed the Azure Shuttle that hovered silently in the air, seemingly unintentionally.

“It’s a wood-type spirit snake raised by the Spirit Clan. The true form of this kind of spirit snake is various spirit vines, and its regenerative ability is extremely strong. Ordinary cultivators can only run away when they encounter it, otherwise their magic power and strength will be exhausted sooner or later, leaving them at its mercy.” Yan Qing looked at the strange snake, his lips moving slightly, as if he were muttering.

"Senior! Please help us save our lives!" The bald body cultivator at the head of the group waved his spiritual weapon, sending another strange snake flying. He took advantage of the brief moment to shout to the Azure Shuttle.

Upon hearing this, Song Yu's expression shifted. She raised her jade-like hand and flicked her slender fingers, sending a ball of blue light shooting out from her fingertip and instantly falling into the lake.

Upon seeing this, the bald leader showed surprise on his broad face, wondering why the senior on the Spirit Shuttle would do such a thing. Just as he was about to ask for help again, a sudden change occurred!
Suddenly, a roaring sound came from beneath the lake. Before he could react, a large area of ​​silver light flashed on the surface of the lake, and countless crystalline water arrows, each about a foot long, shot out, instantly enveloping all the strange snakes on the lake.

"Hiss hiss hiss!" These strange snakes only had time to let out a shrill scream before they had no chance to escape. In the blink of an eye, they were pierced and riddled with holes, falling down with green blood.

Only the last giant serpent was exceptionally clever. Suddenly, it leaped forward, its speed increasing by three-tenths, and it instantly darted more than ten zhang away, barely avoiding the water arrow's penetration.

Then, as if fleeing for his life, he darted into the forest and vanished in an instant. Seeing this, Song Yu remained standing still the entire time, showing no intention of giving chase.

Just then, the fleeing body cultivators arrived and respectfully bowed to the Azure Spirit Shuttle:
"Thank you, senior, for coming to the rescue!"

"It was just a casual thing to do. If you have nothing else to do, you can leave now." Song Yu said indifferently, his voice devoid of any emotion.

Seeing that this senior had no intention of saying anything more, the bald body cultivator at the head of the group changed his expression slightly and took the initiative to speak:

"Why did you stop here instead of continuing towards Chaos Valley, Senior? You even brought out the Heavenly Heart Pill this time. This kind of elixir is not only very effective for us Body Refiners, but it is also quite useful for Nascent Soul cultivators like you."

"Huangliang Lingjun? Tianxin Pill?" Upon hearing this, before Song Yu could speak, Yan Qing covered his mouth and chuckled, "Huangliang Lingjun is already being generous by asking Fairy Song for spiritual medicine, let alone a spiritual pill. What is a mere Tianxin Pill?"

Just before, she had a brief transaction with Song Yu during their conversation.

In exchange for a top-tier water-attribute material, Song Yu received three ten-thousand-year-old spiritual herbs. Throughout the entire exchange, Song Yu remained calm and composed, showing no sign of distress over the ten-thousand-year-old spiritual herbs he had given up.

Only then did she realize that not only did Senior Nie have a great many spiritual herbs, but this Fairy Song also had quite a few.

"Tell Lord Huangliang that my husband has no intention of seizing the divine blood, and I hope he will not come here to disturb us." Song Yu glanced at the group of body cultivators and spoke with a slight movement of her lips.

"It was my fault for being nosy," the bald body cultivator said stiffly, then respectfully took his leave with his companions.

"Hehehe, this place isn't far from Chaos Valley. Huang Lianglingjun is probably afraid that Senior Nie will interfere, so he sent someone to sound him out. That's not surprising at all. I believe that after learning that Senior Nie has no interest in the divine blood, he will be relieved and won't be so tactless as to offend the senior." Yan Qing chuckled strangely as he glanced at the body cultivator who slunk away.

"Hmm." Song Yu gave a soft, indifferent "hmm."

"Who is there!"

Just as Yan Qing nodded slightly, Song Yu suddenly reached out with one hand towards a dense forest below and let out a delicate shout.

With a "boom," a blue crystal hand appeared above a lush tree and grabbed down.

A flash of gray light startled something, but with a whoosh, it shot out as fast as lightning, instantly transforming into countless gray threads that shot out in all directions, causing the blue crystal hand to land in empty air.

"Ten Thousand Soul Silk! Which senior of the Qiong Rat Clan is it?!" Just as Yan Qing was about to make a move, the spiritual light in his hand suddenly dissipated, and he exclaimed in disbelief.

The three guards behind her immediately stopped their hand seals upon seeing this.

"The Qiong Rat Clan?" Song Yu looked surprised, her delicate body stiffened slightly, and the hand seals she was performing stopped.

The next moment, the gray threads suddenly gathered in the middle and transformed into a fist-sized, colorful moth, its wings fluttering gently and emitting a dazzling, shimmering light.

A faint male voice slowly emanated from the moth:
"Yan Qing, why are you on Fellow Daoist Nie's flying shuttle? Why is Fellow Daoist Nie nowhere to be seen?"

Upon hearing that familiar voice, Yan Qing's tense expression relaxed, and he smiled and said:
"So it's Senior Huan. I'm just here to complete a deal I made with Senior Nie. As for Senior Nie, he's currently refining a treasure in a secret chamber, so naturally he can't show himself."

Although the reasons she gave were easy to understand, she didn't reveal any specific details.

"In that case, I will not be able to meet the renowned Fellow Daoist Nie." The man's voice carried a hint of regret, though it was unclear how much of it was genuine.

"Heh." Song Yu glanced at the colorful moth and sneered, "A mature clone of the Illusion Flame Moth. Senior actually used this spirit insect to investigate this place. It doesn't seem like you wanted to see my husband."

"Please forgive me, Fairy. My true form is currently following Huang Lianglingjun and the others, and I was unable to leave for the time being, hence my slight neglect. I did not expect that even without Fellow Daoist Nie's intervention, you discovered the Illusionary Flame Moth. Although you are only at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, your divine sense is stronger than that of ordinary late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators. No wonder Fellow Daoist Nie had you accompany me here!" Facing Song Yu, the man showed no sign of disrespect, whether out of fear of Nie Zhaonan or other considerations, it was unclear.

Yan Qing, who was standing to the side, was also secretly amazed. Senior Huan was a Void Refinement cultivator with a certain status in the Qiongshu Clan. His strength was even above that of Huang Lianglingjun, and his innate ability to burrow underground was extremely powerful.

Even so, when Song Yu asked him, he remained polite and courteous, as if he were facing a fellow cultivator of the same level. He even bluntly revealed the matter of 'following Huang Liang Lingjun'.

Is he worried about following in Huang Bao's footsteps?

Song Yu, of course, had no idea what Yan Qing was thinking. He simply looked at the Illusionary Flame Moth and said in a calm tone:
“If you truly wish to meet my husband, you can come openly and honestly, and we will naturally treat you with courtesy. But if you sneak around and conceal your presence like this, then you are an unwelcome guest, and I naturally cannot do anything about it. However, if my husband is present, I'm afraid you will have a difficult time.”

"Indeed, I misjudged the situation," the man said after a moment of silence.

After saying this, the Flame Moth did not stay in place, but flapped its wings and flew away into the distance.

An hour later, on the mountainside of an unnamed hill thousands of miles away from the Azure Shuttle, a handsome young man sat cross-legged on a rock, meditating with his eyes closed without moving.

Above its head, however, was a colorful moth the size of a fist, hovering in the air, its wings flapping.

Behind the boy stood a slender young woman in palace attire, with phoenix eyes and delicate eyebrows, her brows hinting at a fierce aura. She stood obediently behind the boy, her face respectful, without uttering a word.

A soft whooshing sound rang out, followed by a phantom flame moth shooting down from the sky. In a flash, it disappeared into the moth above the boy's head, just like the one above him.

At the same time, the handsome young man opened his eyes. Surprisingly, his eyes were completely black and round, unlike those of ordinary people.

He waved his hand above his head and extended one finger.

The moth immediately flapped its wings a few times and gently landed, as if it were nothing, on the tip of the boy's finger.

Then, the light on the moth suddenly flickered, and a gray thread shot out and entered the boy's forehead without any hindrance.

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