Throne of Gods: Divine thunder descends, and the Qilin descends upon the world!

Chapter 114 Cai'er's Jealousy, the Dwarf Clan's Last Work

About half an hour later, everyone emerged from the Spirit Ascension Pool.

"This Spirit Ascension Pool is truly amazing!" Lu Xi stretched his limbs, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "I feel like I've been reborn!"

Long Haochen nodded in agreement: "The external spiritual power has increased by at least several hundred points. The inheritance of the ancient races is indeed extraordinary."

"It's a pity it can only be used once," Han Yu shook his head regretfully, half-jokingly saying, "Otherwise, I really wanted to soak up 100,000 spiritual power before coming out."

Meanwhile, Chen Ying'er quietly approached Cai'er, her eyes gleaming with mischief: "Cai'er~ were you and the team leader at the hot spring?"

"No! No! Don't talk nonsense!" Cai'er's pretty face under the veil instantly turned red, and she frantically waved her hands in denial.

She had already suppressed the enchanting feeling of the hot spring in her heart, but now that Chen Ying'er had brought it up, she seemed to feel that heart-fluttering sensation again on the soles of her feet, causing her to unconsciously curl her toes.

"Oh~?"

Chen Ying'er let out a long, meaningful sound.

"Really nothing happened?" Wang Yuanyuan also came over, her eyes sparkling with gossip.

"no!"

Cai'er lowered her eyes and gently bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth.

She tried to maintain her usual aloof demeanor, but her flushed earlobes and darting eyes betrayed her.

Seeing Cai'er surrounded by her best friends, Yuehui coughed lightly twice: "Xiao Lei said that the artifact will take a few more days to complete. During this time, we need to take turns guarding the entrance to the secret realm to prevent the demons from sending reinforcements."

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately suppressed their laughter and nodded solemnly.

Although entry into the secret realm is a random teleportation, the exit is fixed.

As long as we guard the gate, we can cut off the demons' connection with the outside world!
"Cai'er and I will take over the watch. You all continue exploring the secret realm and see if there are any other lost treasures," Yuehui ordered.

"Yes, leader!"

Long Haochen and the others spread their spiritual wings and flew towards the cave on the mountain wall.

In the blink of an eye, only Yuehui and Cai'er remained in the same spot.

Moonlight naturally embraced Cai'er's slender waist, his warm breath brushing against her sensitive earlobe:

"Cai'er, can I play with it a little longer?"

"No way!" Cai'er abruptly turned her face away, her earlobes instantly turning crimson. "You still haven't explained why Ya Ting and Lei Ji were able to become so..."

Her voice grew softer and softer until it almost turned into a soft hum.

Moonlight couldn't help but chuckle, giving her a light peck on her flushed cheek: "Elemental spirits can grow, and after three stages of evolution, Yating and Leiji will resemble the ancient elves."

He gently stroked her tense back with his fingertips. "I kept them in miniature because I was afraid my little Cai'er would get jealous."

"Who, who's jealous!" Cai'er said firmly, but the corners of her lips couldn't help but turn up slightly.

"So, you really won't let me continue playing with it?" Moonlight lowered her voice, her tone alluring and gentle.

Cai'er lowered her eyes and remained silent for a long while before finally giving in a barely audible whisper: "Just for a little while. It really can only be for a little while."

……

Three days passed in a blink of an eye.

The entrance to the secret realm remained calm and peaceful, with no sign of demonic reinforcements.

The group searched the entire secret realm carefully, but unfortunately, time is merciless. Even the treasures meticulously forged by the dwarves were mostly reduced to scrap metal by the erosion of time.

In the end, they found only a few pieces of equipment that barely maintained their Brilliant quality, and some rare metals that could still be used after being reforged.

Moonlight and his group stood breathlessly beneath the ancient furnace, gazing up at this divine furnace that had been nurtured by magma for thousands of years, their eyes gleaming with anticipation.

"Is the final forging finally about to be completed?" Wang Yuanyuan's hands clenched unconsciously, her voice trembling slightly with excitement.

Lu Xi looked up thoughtfully: "Since the Giant Spirit God is a powerful figure among the dwarves, could this artifact have been specially crafted for the Giant Spirit God's bloodline?" "Unlikely," Wang Yuanyuan shook her head slightly, her palm pressed against her chest, "My bloodline did not resonate with it at all."

Just then, the furnace, silent for thousands of years, suddenly emitted a crisp "crack" sound.

Everyone immediately focused their attention on the furnace.

Suddenly, a hair-thin crack appeared on the surface of the once seamless, perfectly sealed, crimson-gold furnace.

Even more astonishingly, streaks of seven-colored light were slowly seeping out from the crack.

"It really is a divine artifact!" Lu Xi exclaimed excitedly, his voice rising eight octaves.

As the cracking sounds continued, the cracks on the surface of the furnace spread rapidly like a spider web.

Finally, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the dwarves' final masterpiece slowly revealed its true form—

A small metal cauldron, about the size of a palm, shimmered with iridescent light. Intricate runes were engraved on its surface, appearing and disappearing in the hazy glow.

"This...this is a spirit furnace?" Long Haochen rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

Everyone was confused—Ye Xiaolei clearly said that this was a divine artifact forged by the dwarves, so how could it have turned into a spirit furnace?
It should be known that on the Holy Demon Continent, spirit furnaces are the most precious treasures nurtured by heaven and earth.

Even Ye Xiaolei herself was formed from fragments of the goddess of nature's divine essence, absorbing natural elements over a long period of time.

"This is an artificial spirit furnace!" Ye Xiaolei's voice suddenly rang out, filled with undisguised shock. "The dwarves actually succeeded!"

"What do you mean?" Yuehui immediately turned around, her gaze fixed intently on Ye Xiaolei, who was floating in mid-air.

The look of disbelief still lingered on her small face, her emerald eyes reflecting the small cauldron radiating seven-colored light.

"The Spirit Furnace is born from heaven and earth; this is an unchanging truth that has existed for tens of thousands of years." Ye Xiaolei's voice carried a hint of etherealness.

"But the dwarves refused to believe this. They possessed the most exquisite forging skills in the world, capable of crafting even divine artifacts with spirits, so how could they willingly admit that spirit furnaces could only be bestowed by heaven?"

"So they chose to retire." Ye Xiaolei's gaze became distant. "They hid in the deep mountains, isolated from the world, just so that one day they could forge a spirit furnace that everyone recognized could only be born naturally."

“Thousands of years have passed,” she sighed softly. “The various races have declined one after another, humans have risen to become the masters of the continent, and the dwarves have gradually disappeared into the long river of history.”

“We all thought they had failed.” Ye Xiaolei suddenly looked up, her eyes flashing with an unusual light.

"I never imagined that ten thousand years later, they would actually succeed! And," her voice trembled slightly, "they actually forged a divine-level spirit furnace!"

Upon hearing this, Moonbeam and the others felt a deep respect for the dwarves.

This perseverance spanning tens of thousands of years and the ultimate achievement moved everyone present.

"Little Tears, can you see the power of this spirit furnace?" Moonlight pressed.

Ye Xiaolei gently shook her head: "Although it is of divine level, it has not developed sentience. Since it was forged by dwarves, it is probably more suitable for melee classes."

Before he finished speaking, everyone's eyes turned to Yuehui.

But Yuehui smiled slightly, his gaze lingering briefly on Cai'er before finally settling on Wang Yuanyuan: "Yuanyuan, you can do the fusion."

His voice was gentle yet firm, “The Giant Spirit God is your ancestor, and this spirit furnace, forged with the painstaking efforts of the dwarves, is perhaps most compatible with your bloodline.”

Long Haochen and the others nodded in agreement.

Although this divine-level spirit furnace is beneficial to everyone, Yuehui is right; this spirit furnace may be most suitable for Wang Yuanyuan.

"Everyone." Wang Yuanyuan's eyes were slightly red as she looked at her teammates one by one, and finally nodded heavily, "Thank you!"

Silver spirit wings unfurled behind her, carrying her toward the suspended spirit furnace.

The instant the blood from the fingertip dripped onto the metal furnace—

"boom!"

A burst of colorful light suddenly erupted, completely enveloping Wang Yuanyuan like a magnificent cocoon.

(End of this chapter)