Shrouding the Heavens: Starting by joining the Holy Land of Yao Guang

Chapter 42 Beggar's Version of a Powerful Weapon

Li Yao took out several fist-sized pieces of source energy, and then began to absorb the essence within them by circulating the Yao Guang Emperor Scripture to restore his own divine power.

In pursuit of speed, he even incorporated the Heavenly Book into the process, but he intercepted 70% of the essence absorbed by the Heavenly Book.

Only 30% remained, which was absorbed by the Heavenly Book.

It wasn't that Li Yao didn't want to absorb it all, but rather that his body had reached its limit and couldn't accommodate such a massive amount of essence at once.

Even so, his speed of recovering his divine power was incredibly astonishing, at least twice as fast.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Li Yao was fully recovered and began to control the jade tablet to increase the flames and forge the divine mark purple gold.

Half a day later, Li Yao's divine power was severely depleted again, forcing him to stop absorbing essence to recover.

As expected of a sacred artifact exclusive to the Great Emperor, the Divine Mark Purple Gold only showed slight deformation on the surface after a day of firing, and it was still far from reaching the state that Li Yao wanted.

After regaining his divine power, Li Yao threw himself back into the forging process, transforming into a blacksmith.

Two days later, the divine gold in the flame-filled well began to turn reddish and became warm. However, this was far from enough; to forge the artifact, the divine gold needed to be completely softened.

Li Yao sat cross-legged on the edge of the weapon-refining room. He looked exhausted. Three days of intense consumption of divine power had left him severely depleted, even with timely recovery.

However, there are also advantages. This high-intensity consumption of divine power to resist the flames has made his divine power extremely condensed.

Of course, the price was that he consumed more than 200 kilograms of energy in just three days.

Such terrifying consumption is only possible because he now has the means to earn resources; otherwise, he probably wouldn't know how much he would regret it.

"It'll be soon. At this rate, it won't be long before the Divine Mark Purple Gold reaches the level required for weapon forging." Li Yao exhaled, rallied his spirits, and threw himself back into the forging process.

On the fourth day, the Divine Mark Purple Gold finally underwent a noticeable change, beginning to soften. The fiery red purple metal was now like a lump of mud, gradually changing shape under the influence of divine power.

"Now is the time!" Li Yao thought to himself, his hands forming a hand seal, and surging divine power poured into the flames.

"Clang, clang!"

The divine power transformed into a large hammer, which struck the divine mark purple gold. After a long time, a simple purple bottle the size of a little finger was formed.

"Photography!"

Li Yao formed a hand seal again, and a Dao pattern covered the mouth of the bottle. The Dao pattern shone brightly and then evolved into a vortex, bursting out with infinite suction force.

The large amount of flames rising from the fire well were sucked into the bottle, almost causing the temperature of the fire well to drop slightly, and the originally purple bottle turned red.

"Phew!" Li Yao let out a long sigh, his face resolute.

The "weapon" must be forged within the body so that it can merge with the self. There is no other way; only in this way can its strongest power be unleashed.

However, casting undoubtedly takes time. During this period, he must ensure that the Divine Mark Purple Gold remains in this calcining state. Otherwise, once it cools down, given the hardness of the Divine Mark Purple Gold, he will be unable to cast the artifact.

This was absolutely a crazy move, but Li Yao had no intention of running away from it. The most taboo thing in cultivation was being too sloppy.

He knew very well that if he wanted to reach the pinnacle, he had to perfect every step he took.

Especially the weapon, which can be said to be the most important partner of a cultivator, and will grow with him in the future. If he chooses to forge the weapon outside his body from the very beginning, then the fit between the weapon and him will not be so close, and this cannot be made up for later.

Having prepared himself mentally, Li Yao made a hand seal and drew the bottle filled with flames into the Sea of ​​Bitterness.

In an instant, an indescribable pain overwhelmed Li Yao, almost causing him to faint. He felt as if the sea of ​​suffering had been shattered, with a hole burned open by terrifying heat, from which blazing light burst forth, and waves crashed and surged to the sky.

But he had no time to heal his wounds. He had to forge the Divine Mark Purple Gold into a furnace before the flames in the bottle burned out.

Li Yao gritted his teeth, waved his hand to take out several thousand catties of source energy, and then smashed it all with a palm strike. The dense essence turned into liquid in the weapon refining room, like raindrops.

The Heavenly Book vibrated, and its rich essence rushed into Li Yao's body. His body felt as if it had been parched for a long time and then received sweet rain. The hole that had been burned open was also contained by the rain.

After his physical crisis was resolved, Li Yao immediately sat down cross-legged, his mind at peace. A small furnace appeared in his mind, with three legs, two ears, and a lid, simple and natural.

It perfectly aligns with the Taoist philosophy of "One begets two, two begets three, and three begets all things."

This is the furnace in his heart; everything must be forged in this way until it takes shape, without the slightest mistake or flaw.

The furnace, forged from divine runes, soared into the sky, crashed into the divine purple-gold, merged with it, and finally became completely integrated into it.

The divine purple gold began to stretch and change shape. He tempered it with his heart and forged it with his spirit, his mind highly focused, like a fully drawn bow.

The flames blazed fiercely, and the divine purple-gold radiated a dreamlike purple light, encompassing the flames and constantly transforming, evolving into the shape of a furnace.

"Clang!" "Clang!" "Clang!"...

Li Yao's body trembled, producing a clanging sound, as if he were actually forging iron, which carried far and wide, even reaching the weapon-refining room.

One day, two days... seven days later, the clanging sound continued. Li Yao focused intently, concentrating his energy and spirit to refine the Divine Mark Purple Gold, allowing it to slowly take shape.

However, the resilience of the Divine Mark Purple Gold exceeded Li Yao's expectations. For seven whole days, he only managed to temper the Divine Mark Purple Gold to the point where it vaguely resembled a furnace.

To be fair, the Divine Mark Purple Gold truly lives up to its reputation as an exclusive sacred object of the Great Emperor. Such a treasure should not have been prepared for cultivators at the Sea of ​​Wheels Realm.

Li Yao was not discouraged. Even though he was constantly enduring the pain of being burned by the flames, he continued to temper the divine furnace.

One day, two days...

Finally, on the tenth day, the clanging stopped.

At this moment, above his sea of ​​suffering, a small furnace, no bigger than two finger joints, materialized, shimmering with purple light, incredibly dreamlike, so beautiful that it dazzled the eye.

It's just not perfect. Because there's too little Divine Mark Purple Gold, the cast furnace isn't thick at all. It's visibly thin and lacks the grandeur of a heavy weapon.

However, this can be remedied later, so there's no need to worry.

"thump!"

Li Yao could no longer hold on and collapsed to the ground. His face was terribly pale, completely devoid of color. His once deep and bright eyes were now bloodshot, and he looked extremely haggard.

For the past ten days, he has been enduring the excruciating pain of his sea of ​​suffering being burned through. The feeling was no less than having his tendons and marrow pulled out, and the pain even exceeded the limits of his body.

(End of this chapter)