Mortal: I have a Spirit Gathering Cauldron

Lin Feng reached out and beckoned, and the small shield in the furnace flew into his hand.

The shield is only the size of a palm, and its entire body is dark red and gilded. There are purple-gold patterns flowing on the shield surface, like small snakes swimming.

The shield is heavy, and holding it in your hand gives you a sense of solid security.

Crimson gold shield.

Lin Feng channeled his spiritual power, and the shield grew larger in the wind, transforming into a three-foot-square shield that hovered in front of him. The purple-gold patterns on the shield's surface lit up, and a layer of crimson-gold light membrane spread out from the shield, enveloping his entire body within it.

Its defensive capabilities are far superior to those of the Xuan Turtle Shield.

Lin Feng nodded in satisfaction, took the crimson gold shield back into his hand, played with it for a moment, and then put it into his storage bag.

"With the Crimson Gold Shield, the Golden Light Shield, and the divine sense from the Great Evolution Technique and the control from the Condensing Void Mirror, I should be able to protect myself on the battlefield as long as I don't encounter cultivators above the late Foundation Establishment stage."

After all the magical artifacts were crafted and repaired, Lin Feng returned to his cultivation room.

The Spirit Eye Spring was still bubbling with water. Lin Feng sat down by the spring, not cultivating, but quietly listening to the sound of the spring water.

"I've done everything I needed to do." He thought to himself, "The teleportation array is under repair, the magic weapon is fixed, and the crimson gold shield is finished. All that's left is to wait for the battlefield mission."

three days later.

A sound transmission talisman flew into the cave and landed at the entrance of the cultivation room, its spiritual light flashing.

Lin Feng opened his eyes, reached out and caught the communication talisman in his hand.

As spiritual energy was injected, a deep voice resounded from the talisman: "Proceed to the sect's council hall immediately."

The battlefield mission has begun.

Lin Feng stood up, put away the array flags and array plates, and cleaned up the clutter in the cave.

He stood at the cave entrance for a moment, then looked back at the cave dwelling where he had lived for several years.

"Let's go." Lin Feng turned around, summoned the Wind-Escape Shuttle, and sped off towards the direction of Yellow Maple Valley.

A silver light streaked across the sky and disappeared into the clouds.

The cave returned to silence, with only the Spirit Eye Spring still bubbling up, as if bidding farewell to its master.

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Yellow Maple Valley, Council Hall.

When Lin Feng stepped into the palace, the atmosphere inside was pretty much as he had expected.

There was no noisy discussion, no whispering. Dozens of Foundation Establishment cultivators stood quietly on both sides of the main hall, like rows of silent statues, each with a solemn expression on their face.

A person was sitting on the main seat in the main hall.

He was a middle-aged man with a sharp, wiry face, around forty years old, wearing a yellow robe, with a square face and piercing eyes.

He sat there casually, his hands resting on the armrests, but an invisible pressure enveloped the entire hall, making it difficult to even breathe.

Core Formation cultivator.

Lin Feng had never seen this person before, but judging from the respectful expressions of everyone present, who didn't even dare to breathe loudly, he guessed that it must be the rarely seen Core Formation senior uncle in the sect.

Sect Leader Zhong Lingdao stood respectfully beside the middle-aged man, adopting a very humble posture.

Lin Feng followed suit, finding a spot on the edge and standing there, mimicking the others by bowing his head slightly and looking respectful.

The cultivators present had probably already guessed that they were about to go to the front lines. At this moment, most of them were in a bad mood and had no interest in speaking. The atmosphere in the hall was oppressive.

The number of people inside the hall continued to increase. Every now and then, a Foundation Establishment cultivator would enter from outside, glance at the situation inside the hall, and then silently find a place to stand.

Just as Lin Feng was idly glancing at everyone present out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly felt a faint gaze occasionally falling on him.

Lin Feng followed his instincts and looked over there.

Han Li.

"Hmm?" Lin Feng wondered, "Why is Old Devil Han staring at me like that? I'm not a woman in palace attire!"

He thought about it for a while, then realized something was wrong.

"Or is he holding a grudge against me for ambushing him in the spirit stone mine?"

Given Han Li's personality, it's certain he holds a grudge. But given his shrewdness, he wouldn't show it so obviously in this situation.

Just as Lin Feng was lost in thought, Han Li realized he had been discovered. He quickly looked away, his expression unchanged, as if nothing had happened.

Lin Feng withdrew his gaze, secretly becoming wary.

"That kid is definitely up to something."

Another incense stick's time passed before the last Foundation Establishment cultivator hurriedly arrived.

Sect Leader Zhong Lingdao cleared his throat, turned around and clasped his hands in greeting to the wiry middle-aged man in the main seat, saying, "Uncle-Master Huang, all the Foundation Establishment cultivators in the sect who received the mission message have arrived."

Uncle Huang nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over everyone present: "Let's begin."

Zhong Lingdao responded and turned around to face the Foundation Establishment cultivators present.

He coughed lightly and spoke.

"Fellow disciples, as you all know, the six sects of the demonic path have already laid siege to my Yue Kingdom."

The atmosphere inside the hall grew even more somber.

"Fortunately, the seven sects of Yue Kingdom are united and resist the invasion together. When the six demonic sects first entered Yue Kingdom, they dealt them a heavy blow and stopped them on the border with Cheqi Kingdom."

Zhong Lingdao's voice was strong and clear, as if he were encouraging the troops: "Although the six sects are powerful, we have already received support from Yuanwu Kingdom and Zijin Kingdom, and the reinforcements from both countries have been arriving on the battlefield one after another."

His gaze swept over everyone present, his tone becoming more solemn: "The reason I've summoned you all is to dispatch fellow disciples to transport supplies to support the front lines. This battle concerns the survival of the entire sect and the cultivation world of Yue Kingdom; you must all do your utmost!"

The hall was silent; no one answered.

Zhong Lingdao clearly anticipated this reaction, and changed the subject, starting to talk about the practical benefits.

"In this battle, the seven sects of my Yue Kingdom have all brought out their most treasured artifacts to jointly resist the demonic forces." His voice carried a hint of seduction.

"As long as you achieve something on the battlefield, the spoils are yours to keep, and you'll also gain battle merits. These merits can be exchanged for all sorts of treasures—top-tier magic weapons, talismans, pills to enhance your cultivation, and even spiritual items that can increase your chances of forming your core!"

The atmosphere inside the hall relaxed slightly.

Lin Feng noticed that the eyes of several Foundation Establishment cultivators had changed. The Dust-Reducing Pill could increase the chances of a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator forming a Core by 10% to 20%. It was a priceless treasure on the market, and couldn't be bought even with spirit stones.

"The Seven Sects have really gone all out this time," Lin Feng thought to himself.

But he knew exactly what was going on.

Zhong Lingdao's words portrayed the two sides in the great battle as evenly matched, or even slightly superior.

With the support of Yuanwu Kingdom and Zijin Kingdom, it seems like victory is assured.

At the same time, they lure people with great rewards, making them feel excited and believe that they have already won the battle against the invasion of the demonic forces.

But Lin Feng knew the truth.

The strength of the Six Demonic Sects is not something that the cultivation world of Yue Kingdom alone can contend with.