I forge immortality with spiritual treasures.

Chapter 142 The Wonders of Creation
The sky was clear and bright, a uniform blue.

Suddenly, a streak of light flashed past, leaving a long trail in the sky. Several miles later, a streak of red light caught up with it.

In the crimson light, Ying Chanju looked up and gazed at the colorful birds twinkling among the thin clouds and white fluff, his eyes revealing a strange light.

Cai Que'er woke up suddenly two years ago.

At that time, Ying Chan was in seclusion. Of course, even if he was not in seclusion, he would not have been able to see the scene of Cai Que'er waking up, because it woke up very suddenly, and there were no strange phenomena. Even Bai Zhi did not foresee it.

She was on duty at Langfeng Courtyard that day when Cai Que'er suddenly woke up and realized she was no longer at Hanxu Dojo. She was very confused and hid in the mountains and forests. Fortunately, nothing went wrong in the end.

Later, Ying Chan and Bai Zhi found Cai Que'er and discovered that it had refined its transverse bone, realizing that the bloodline of this divine bird was indeed extraordinary.

However, upon closer inquiry, aside from learning the unique method of gathering spiritual energy belonging to the Luan bird and refining the transverse bone in one go, Cai Que'er seemed to have undergone no other changes.

Even it itself only felt that it was flying a little faster.

Of course, Cai Que'er herself didn't care, and Ying Chan was only happy that it could embark on the path of cultivation.

That being said.

Later, Ying Chan gradually realized that when the colorful sparrow flew away, it was not merely 'faster'.

In recent years, Ying Chan has not only made great progress in his cultivation, but his magical skills have also become quite advanced.

If he were to unleash his full power in his current escape technique, he would truly be as fast as lightning and as swift as the wind. However, with just her wings, Cai Que'er was several points faster than him.

Although Ying Chan has witnessed this scene many times to this day, he is still secretly amazed.

……

A rainbow flashed, and crimson light pierced the sky.

Before they knew it, it was already afternoon. Suddenly, Ying Chan saw the rainbow light turn back, and a colorful bird flew nearby and exclaimed, "Taoist, I see a volcano!"

"Oh?"

Ying Chan's spirits lifted slightly. Calculating the distance, he realized they were indeed nearing their destination.

He increased his speed and sped off.

Before long, they sensed a surge of heat coming from below, and looking down, they saw a series of volcanoes.

Some of these volcanoes have already gone dormant, while others still emit plumes of hot air. Ying Chan glanced over them and looked into the deepest part of the mountain. Sure enough, there was a majestic mountain with billowing black smoke rising from its summit, gathering into clouds.

According to Yang Yan, that was the main vein of this volcano, and also the place where the Fire Vein Spirit Plant was conceived.

He flew closer to the main volcano and saw that lava was churning and sparks were flying from the crater. Lava 'flowed' along the mountainside, resembling ravines, indicating that the volcano must erupt frequently.

"Indeed, it's brimming with fiery energy." Ying Chan pondered, "Could it be that it's directly connected to the Earth's core?"

"Taoist priest." Cai Que'er perched on Ying Chan's shoulder, gazing at the lava in the crater, somewhat hesitant. "Are you going into that volcano?"

Ying Chan laughed and said, "Fairy, you are of the Luan bird bloodline, belonging to the Phoenix divine bird family. Are you afraid of fire?"

"Huh?" Cai Que'er tilted her head: "That seems to make sense..."

It immediately mustered its courage and shouted, "Let's go, let's go inside the crater!"

Ying Chan smiled and then lowered the crimson light.

The essence of his crimson light is the Taiyao True Fire, so it is naturally not afraid of the heat of the volcano.

Soon, Ying Chan landed in the crater. He looked around but couldn't find any trace of the Fire Vein Spirit Plant, so he frowned.

He checked the map to make sure he hadn't gone the wrong way. Could it be that someone had already gotten there first?

But if Yang Yan's words were correct, the Fire Vein Spirit Plant should not be mature yet. Even if someone else finds it, picking it now would be a waste. He searched carefully to make sure there were no omissions, but suddenly, he noticed that as the sun moved westward, the fire and magma in the mountain pass seemed to be slowly descending.

"Could it be..."

Ying Chan's eyes flickered slightly. After pondering for a moment, he simply flew up to the crater, transformed the crimson light into a fiery cloud, and sat down cross-legged.

Cai Que'er asked suspiciously, "What is the Taoist priest doing?"

"Wait for the right time." Ying Chan closed his eyes and said calmly, "Let's observe the changes."

Cai Que'er was even more puzzled, but she could only let him wait quietly.

After a while, the sun gradually set in the west, and the stars and moon took their place in the sky. The fire and magma in the night transformed into a hazy orange light, which shone on Yingchan's face.

However, as the night deepened, the orange light gradually descended upon his face.

Cai Que'er, who had gone off to play somewhere, returned and suddenly exclaimed, "Taoist priest, look!"

Ying Chan opened his eyes and looked down, immediately thinking to himself, "Just as I thought."

He lowered the fiery cloud, and as the lava fell from the crater, a submerged rock appeared, and a spiritual plant grew on it.

This rare plant has a unique shape; a heavy fruit hangs atop its slender branches, bending the branches and resembling a lantern.

Looking at this plant, Ying Chan couldn't help but marvel at the wonders of creation.

During the day, this spiritual plant was submerged in lava, yet it showed no signs of damage. Instead, it seemed to have absorbed plenty of nutrients, and its skin glowed with an orange light, like flowing fire.

Cai Que'er's eyes lit up: "This is the Fire Vein Spirit Plant, I wonder what it tastes like?"

“We can’t let the fairy taste it,” Ying Chan said. “I have promised my fellow Daoist that I would return the spiritual fruit intact.”

"That Taoist priest is too serious." Cai Que'er snorted lightly, "I was just joking."

Ying Chan burst out laughing.

Comparing it with Yang Yan's description, he knew that it was very close to maturity, and that it would 'ripen and fall' in at most two or three days.

The fruit can then be extracted from the lava.

Having confirmed that the spirit plant was correct, Ying Chan was at ease and waited quietly for two days.

He looked around and was suddenly pleasantly surprised. After the lava fell, many crystal minerals appeared on the rock walls inside the mountain pass.

This is volcanic quartz, a precious material of the fire element. Its value varies depending on the purity of the fire element within it.

Judging from the quality of this crystal, it could be considered above average, so I simply picked it and put it into the Primordial Stones before disappearing again.

They were looking for a quiet place to wait, but as soon as they emerged from the crater, they heard a long roar.

"Ah!" Cai Que'er exclaimed in surprise, "What a huge eagle!"

Ying Chan looked up and saw that it was indeed a giant red-feathered eagle with a wingspan of three or four zhang, and its size was no less than that of Lou Shenxiao's thunderbird.

However, a glint of light flashed in Ying Chan's eyes, and upon closer inspection with his divine eyes, he realized that this giant red-feathered eagle was merely enormous in size; in reality, it was still some distance from condensing its inner core.

"Is this the ferocious bird you spoke of, fellow Daoist?"

Ying Chan was not surprised. Rare and precious materials are often guarded by exotic beasts. When Yang Yan discovered this Fire Vein Spirit Plant, this Crimson Feather Giant Eagle was already roosting here.

However, since the spirit plant was not yet ripe, Yang Yan did not clash with the crimson-feathered giant eagle.

Ying Chan was unlucky; he didn't know if the giant eagle had just returned from hunting and happened to come out of the volcano. It immediately let out a furious roar, and with a flap of its wings, a gust of wind rose up, carrying clusters of turbid flames that fell like rain.

(End of this chapter)