The Eternal Supreme

Chapter 218: Extract Soul Nourishing Wood

The Divine Realm Tablet was a mystic artifact spiritually connected with Yunxiao. Although he had not fully refined it yet, he could somewhat sense the things inside. As soon as he went inside, he appeared over Mount Inch. The area below him was full of life and Spirit Qi, unaffected by the outside world.

He could also sense numerous warriors training in a few places in the distance.

“Young Master Yun, you’re back!” Suddenly, someone called out in surprise from down below while waving his hand.

Yunxiao glanced at the man as he chuckled and flew down to the ground. “Oh, you’ve advanced to the third-tier, Jia Rong?”

With a satisfied look, Jia Rong walked up and said, “Thanks to Master Zhang and Master Xu, and they do it because of you, Young Master Yun.”

Yunxiao kicked him away and asked, “An old Martial Grandmaster came. Did any of you hurt?”

Jia Rong’s expression changed slightly as he said, “When Hong Bing was out there, he already sensed the old man, and he immediately asked everyone to retreat into the pill pagoda. Later on, Qian Duoduo went out to find out the situation, but was seriously wounded by the old man with one move and fled back here. After that, when the old man couldn’t find anyone, he destroyed the whole mansion.”

Yunxiao breathed a sigh of relief. “Luckily, we suffered almost no casualties. How’s Qian Duoduo now?”

Jia Rong said, “Under the arrangement of both Masters, he is healing and should be fine.” He paused and asked, “How did you come in here, Young Master Yun? The old man’s gone?”

“The old man is dead. Inform Hong Bing and his men to go out, and tell them to rebuild my mansion and expand the city. No one will dare to come again any time soon. By the way, there’s someone out there who’s seriously injured and is healing. Don’t disturb him.”

After saying that, he disappeared without waiting for Jia Rong’s answer, and came inside the cavern beneath Mount Inch.

“De-dead!”

Jia Rong’s eyes widened in shock. He heard from Qian Duoduo that the old man outside was most likely a Martial Emperor. But…he was dead?

He could not figure out how that happened. A Martial Emperor was an awe-inspiring existence even in Firecrow Empire, and yet one had died in Yanwu.

How great a storm would this create?

Jia Rong could not imagine it. Although he had always had blind faith in Yunxiao, he could not believe that the latter could kill a Martial Emperor. If this were to spread, the whole Firecrow Empire would be shaken, he reckoned.

What he did not know was that the whole Firecrow Empire was already shaken at that moment.

As soon as Yunxiao came into the cavern, he felt an aura blow into his face.

The Darkthunder finally broke through to the sixth-tier, and its completely different aura shocked even the other. Shrouded in a wild, violent demonic energy, the beast rubbed its head against Yunxiao’s leg like a pet cat. If anyone saw that, his jaw would have dropped in shock.

Limited by their bloodlines, demon beasts were generally difficult to break through. But once they did, they went through a certain mutation, and their strength was much greater than the beasts of the same rank. Yunxiao studied it carefully and found that there were faint traces of gold between the Darkthunder’s hair and inside its eyes.

“It’s the light of the king of the demon clan!” Yunxiao was taken aback. As he carefully sensed the Darkthunder’s faint golden aura, he cupped his chin and said to himself, “One of your ancestors must have bedded with the king of the demon clan, leaving a hidden bloodline in you.”

After he was sure of that, he also kicked the Darkthunder away and said, “Guard the door for me and don’t allow anyone to disturb me.”

Then, he examined Meng Wu’s condition. There was nothing unusual with her except that she was in a coma, and her vitality was stronger than that of ordinary people. Looking at her beautiful face, Yunxiao’s heart stirred a little. He smiled softly as he took out a large chunk of Soul Nourishing Wood and began to work.

The other people in the cavern came out in shock when they sensed Yunxiao’s aura, but they were stopped by the Darkthunder. When they saw that he was refining something next to Meng Wu, they immediately held their breaths and dared not make a sound to disturb him.

Yunxiao held the Soul Nourishing Wood between his palms and refined it directly. Since all the souls absorbed by the Kunwu Divine Tree for tens of thousands of years had been used to nourish the tree spirit, the Soul Nourishing Wood was not pure. What he needed to do was extract a wisp of soul essence from a large amount of Soul Nourishing Wood to make up for Meng Wu’s lost soul.

As time went by, more and more waste wood was discarded around him while a wisp of a pale green soul was constantly condensing in the void. Every piece of Soul Nourishing Wood could only condense a tiny bit of soul essence, so it took a tremendous amount of hard work to gather them into a wisp.

But, what rendered everyone speechless was that Yunxiao seemed to have an unlimited supply of Soul Nourishing Wood, and he kept taking them out. Finally, two days later, a wisp of the purest soul essence was condensed, giving off a faint soul power in the air, which made people feel like swallowing it in one gulp.

“Hehe! This is a very nourishing tonic. If an ordinary alchemist swallows it, his soul power can advance one tier directly.” He was soaked with sweat, but he had the happiest smile on his face.

Luo Yunshang, who was watching from the side, suddenly fell into a trance. The flawless smile made her thoughts go back to her memory, and it overlapped with the man in her heart. She was somewhat astounded. ‘Why does so many of Li Yunxiao’s casual expressions resemble that man so much? Is it just because he is his disciple?’

‘No, that cannot be!’ She flatly rejected that thought. Although she had not met Gu Feiyang’s other disciples, she knew Yang Di, and he was different from Gu Feiyang in every way. But from time to time, Yunxiao gave her the illusion that Gu Feiyang was in front of her.

How could there be such a strong sense of similarity?

Suddenly, an astonishing thought flashed through her mind, which caused a huge wave in her heart. ‘Is Li Yunxiao Gu Feiyang’s son?”

She stole a glance at Li Changfeng, who stood next to her with a nervous look, and then at Li Chunyang, whose eyes flickered. She could not help but laugh, and she scolded herself in her heart for such a foolish thought. Judging from his appearance, Yunxiao was indeed a descendant of Li Chunyang.

‘But…why does he give me such a strong sense of familiarity? Why does he always overlap with Gu Feiyang in my eyes?’

Looking at Yunxiao’s movements, she gradually became a little obsessed: the handsome face was smiling happily, and he was carefully putting the wisp of soul essence into Meng Wu’s body.

At that moment, a fit of inexpressible jealousy took hold of her. ‘How good would it be if I were lying in that array?’

She was immediately startled by the thought. Although shocked, she could not help but continue to think. The strong desire to replace Meng Wu spread like poison through her; even she herself could not believe it, and yet she could not stop it.

An obsessed look appeared on her face as she watched Yunxiao’s every move in a daze.

“I’ll now teach you a supreme soul cultivation technique. Memorize it.”

Yunxiao pointed a finger on Meng Wu’s forehead and recited slowly, “When a man is born, in his first movements is what is called the animal soul. After this has been produced, it is developed into what is called the spirit. By the use of things, the subtle elements are multiplied, and the soul and spirit become strong. They go on in this way, growing in etherealness and brightness, till they become thoroughly spiritual and intelligent. When an ordinary man or woman dies a violent death, the soul and spirit are still able to keep…”

His words rang in the cavern like the evening drum and morning bell in a monastery. It seemed that he was intending to pass the Dao, for not only he did not conceal it, but his voice went up and echoed throughout the entire Mount Inch.

At that moment, all alchemists stopped refining in horror, and each went blank in shock. Very soon, the look on their faces turned into that of wild joy and flushed, as if they had just taken some aphrodisiac and met a peerlessly beautiful girl.

“A soul cultivation technique! I can’t believe this is a soul cultivation technique!” Zhang Qingfan stopped working abruptly and murmured in excitement. Then, he quickly forced back his emotions and listened attentively, fearing that he would miss a single word.

“This is…”

Jia Rong, who was about to inform Hong Bing, suddenly jumped as if he were electrocuted and cried out in terror. “A soul cultivation technique! The voice…belongs to Young Master Yun! He is teaching us another soul cultivation technique, which is more profound than what he taught me the last time!”

Luo Yunshang also recovered from her daze, and she listened to every word Yunxiao said in shock. She was also an alchemist, so she naturally knew the value of this. Shocked, she began to listen carefully.

Yunxiao spoke for more than an hour before he stopped. Looking at Meng Wu’s sleeping face, he sighed softly and said, “By the use of things the subtle elements are multiplied, and the soul and spirit become strong. It’s up to you now. Wake up soon, Meng Wu.”

He sighed and turned away. Just as he turned, a tear ran down Meng Wu’s cheek.

A moment later, the whole Mount Inch went crazy. Yunxiao had talked for over an hour, but these people felt that it was only a flash. In particular, those who did not understand or remember it were scratching their heads and running about in circles anxiously.

Zhang Qingfan and Xu Han exchanged a look as they took out paper and pens, and began writing silently. After that, they compared their notes and made sure that what they wrote down was correct, and then began to study it together.

The result brought by this soul cultivation technique was that the dozens of alchemists in the Mount Inch did not refine a single item for over a month after that, because they were all pondering and meditating, even skipping their meals and drinks. After some time, they all grew extremely skinny.

“Where have you been for the last few days, boy?” When Yunxiao walked out of the array, Li Chunyang strode over and threw him an angry punch. “I thought you were dead outside, fu*k!”

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It was a punch of concern and love.

With a wry smile on his face, Yunxiao puffed out his chest and took the punch.

Bam!

Li Chunyang was just pretending to hit Yunxiao, so there was not much strength in the punch. But, to his surprise, when his fist smashed the chest, he felt as if he had hit metal. It was knocked back by a great force, which numbed his arm and nearly broke his fingers!

“This…what’s going on with your body?” He was stunned for a moment, and then his pupils constricted abruptly as he cried out in horror, “You, you, you…Am I blind? You are already a one-star Martial Lord?!”