The Ninth Rebirth Demon King

Feng Ting returned to his room and closed the door. Then, he took out the ancient longblade and incense burner, placed them on the table and focused on observing.

To most people, these two things would seem like two unranked items, but Feng Ting was very sure that these two items were treasures with extraordinary experiences. As for the use of this treasure, he was still observing it.

There weren't many treasures in this world that he didn't recognize, and he couldn't tell that there weren't many treasures either. However, these two unremarkable treasures caused him to be at a loss on what to do.

All day long, he had been studying these two inconspicuous treasures.

Deep into the night, he was a little tired from his research. He took out the spring cauldron and absorbed the spirit energy released by the spring cauldron, which was like a spring. Even when he was resting, he was still thinking about the two treasures.

Suddenly, a human figure entered the room like a black mist. The only person that could move so quickly and so brazenly into Feng Ting's room was Xiao Ning.

Feng Ting sat on the chair not moving, he only raised his eyes and looked at Xiao Ning.

"Your wishful thinking has failed." Xiao Ning seemed to be exhausted as he sat down on a chair beside Feng Ting.

Feng Ting knew that Xiao Ning was talking about the Great Emperor. He had originally thought that if the Emperor appeared, he would be able to see the Emperor. After establishing a close relationship with the Emperor and confirming that the Emperor was safe, he would be able to get the Emperor to save Xiao Ning.

But now that the Great Emperor had not appeared, it was natural that he would not be able to treat Xiao Ning's illness.

Xiao Ning glanced at Feng Ting, and said quietly: "This might be my life."

"Your life is in your own hands." Feng Ting said solemnly.

"Your life may be in your own hands, but my life... But I can't control it. " Xiao Ning actually laughed, but that smile contained sadness and coldness.

Feng Ting could feel the pain and loss in Xiao Ning's heart, and he said: "I said that I would definitely be able to cure you, and I will definitely be able to."

"Forget it, it's better if you take back your promise." Xiao Ning's tone was no longer cold and indifferent, it had become much gentler, as if he was not to be blamed anymore, and also as if he had given up on everything.

"You still have time, and I still have time." Feng Ting said.

"I can live for another half a year, but you should be able to live for another hundred years." Xiao Ning said as he turned his head to look at Feng Ting's face.

Feng Ting also turned his head to look at Xiao Ning, but Xiao Ning lowered his head slightly and then slowly turned his head, not allowing Feng Ting to see his face.

"If I really can't save you, then I'll go with you." Feng Ting's tone was abnormally firm.

Hearing this, Xiao Ning unknowingly laughed: "When you promised before, you were always very calm and indifferent. However, at this moment, you are incomparably firm. This means that you no longer have any confidence. "

"Am I not confident? Have I ever been without confidence? " Feng Ting retorted with a smile.

"Yes, you have. At this moment, you are extremely unconfident." The corner of Xiao Ning's mouth curled up into a smile, but there was an even heavier sadness within the smile, as if there was also a little despair contained within.

"Don't worry. Since I've said that I can cure you, I will definitely be able to." Feng Ting continued to guarantee that he would do his best to make his tone calm and indifferent, and become the same as before.

Xiao Ning laughed again, it was a weak smile, but it revealed a little warmth.

Feng Ting's heart trembled, this sickly guy's mood today was too terrible, it had even infected his mood.

"Ka ka."

Suddenly, the incense burner on the table let out a light sound. This sound was very crisp, like the sound of a dried up tree breaking.

Xiao Ning did not even look at the censer, but Feng Ting's gaze was attracted to it. He saw that a crack had indeed appeared on the censer, and this crack even emitted a blazing light like fire.

"Crack, crack ???"

The censer continued to emit a crisp sound, and the cracks on the censer continued to increase. Like a vase that had been smashed apart, the cracks and lines of the censer began to spread out. Each of those cracks was suffused with the light of blazing flames.

"What is this!"

Xiao Ning's gaze was also attracted, but he revealed an obviously impatient expression.

"I've been studying it all day and I still haven't figured out what it is. But at the moment, it is clearly slowly showing its true appearance. " Feng Ting's eyes were looking at the censer three meters away, at the same time he was also observing the ancient longblade.

"Crack, crack ???"

The cracks on the incense burner slowly widened, and the light from within also surged outwards.

"It seems to be molting." Xiao Ning suddenly said.

"It does look like an animal molting, but it's even more explosive than an animal molting." Feng Ting felt that Xiao Ning's description was very impressive.

Xiao Ning also stopped talking, he stared at the censer that was constantly cracking. The radiance hidden within the fissure grew increasingly brighter, as if there was a sun hidden within. And the sun was slowly breaking free, trying to burst out.

BOOM!

Finally, the outer layer of the censer could not withstand the light hidden inside and exploded with a crackling sound. The black fragments turned into dust before they even landed on the ground.

A burning incense burner appeared in front of them. Originally, this incense burner was the size of a human head, but after shedding, it was only the size of a small fist. However, the radiance that erupted made the incense burner look incomparably huge, as if it could fill the entire room.

The temperature of the room instantly rose and became extremely hot, causing Feng Ting and Xiao Ning to feel as if they were in a furnace.

Xiao Ning's face was illuminated by the light, and his body also felt warm. She laughed: "I feel very comfortable."

"I feel very comfortable too." Feng Ting also laughed.

"What is this?" Xiao Ning asked.

"It's an incense burner, but it's obviously not an ordinary incense burner." Feng Ting said.

"Give it to me." Xiao Ning said.

"Alright." Feng Ting agreed very straightforwardly.

At this moment, the blazing light in the incense burner began to slowly subside.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Ning asked in astonishment.

"It seems like the fuel is out." Feng Ting said.

"The fuel has been killed? What fuel does it burn? " Although Xiao Ning had experienced many tribulations, he was, after all, only nineteen years old. He still had the temperament of a child, and he wanted to get some fuel to continue warming the censer.

"Let me see." Feng Ting got up and went to the side of the censer.

Because the light was fading, the small holes on the incense burner began to slowly open up. One could vaguely see what was inside.

Xiao Ning had also come over, and was checking what the fuel was.

The flames inside the censer were already very weak. It was already possible to see everything within the censer, but there wasn't any fuel to be seen.

"Nothing." Xiao Ning said.

"Maybe it's burned out." Feng Ting said.

"Didn't you notice any fuel before?" Xiao Ning asked.

Feng Ting shook his head: "I didn't see it."

"Then would there be no fuel at all? It just absorbed something, so it's burning up." Xiao Ning said.

"I just smelled the burning of gold and iron."

Xiao Ning said in astonishment: Could it be that the fuel in the censer is metal?

"When this golden object was attached to the inner wall, perhaps it had turned into powder and dispersed throughout the incense burner. That's why I wasn't able to see it clearly." Feng Ting explained.

"Then get some more metal objects and see if it will burn up again."

"You seem to like this censer a lot?" Feng Ting could feel the interest Little Xiao Ning had in the censer.

"That scorching warm aura just now really made me feel comfortable, just like the warm aura you released into my body." Xiao Ning explained.

"Are you really that comfortable?" Feng Ting's face revealed joy, and a bold idea emerged in his mind.

"Of course it's true. Otherwise, would I be so interested in it?" Xiao Ning frowned and said.

"Okay, let me think." Feng Ting stood by the table, quietly observing the censer that had already shed all its light.

At this moment, the incense burner was completely different from before. It had become the size of a fist, and was even smaller than a fist. It was no longer a rusty old color, but a brilliant golden-red. Before, it didn't release much spiritual energy, but at this moment, it released a rich aura of true spirit energy.

This was a high quality spirit artifact, it was already the highest quality.

"Try to find some metal objects!" Xiao Ning was anxious, he wanted the censer to continue releasing the fiery Qi.

"An ordinary metal object definitely won't work." Feng Ting continued to ponder over the answer.

Xiao Ning was not as calm as him, he anxiously paced around the room and waited for Feng Ting's answer.

After a long while, Feng Ting's gaze landed on the lid of the censer. There was a crack on the ceiling of this censer. This crack was larger and more neat. Upon closer inspection, it didn't seem like a crack at all. It was as if a sharp blade had stabbed into it, leaving behind a knife's edge.

I understand!

Feng Ting's eyes landed on the ancient blade at the side, holding onto the blade's hilt, the blade tip pointed downwards, piercing into the blade edge. The blade and the blade completely matched, the blade entered three inches into the incense burner and was unable to continue any further.

"Ka ka ???"

Suddenly, the three inch blade edge that entered the incense burner released a crisp sound. The three inch blade edge began to crack, and many cracks appeared. Within the cracks, a blazing flame color began to appear. This was the same feeling as the previous time when the censer molted. The only difference was that the censer shed all over its body, while the long blade only entered the censer's three inch blade and began to molt.

The three inch blade edge of the shedding knife was also concealing a brilliant radiance, illuminating the censer.

"Crack, crack ???"

The ancient three-inch long blade's outer garment had been completely removed, and the blade's edge had turned into a blazing fiery red color, as if it was a metal object being tempered.