Starting with the titmouse, seventy-two transformations

Chapter 481 The Great Elixir of Earthly Origin, and the Strange Changes at Yingtian Palace
"Sure enough, it's a Dao artifact that fell down. It's quite good, just like the Mountain-Driving Whip and the Golden Dragon Scissors..."

Liu Sheng held the precious fan, its feathers gleaming, all crimson, though varying in shade, faintly shimmering with an unusual light.

A warm current seeped into my body from the fan handle; it was warm and gentle, like a hot spring licking my palm, tickling me.

This treasure can control five different kinds of fire: fire from wood, fire from stone, fire from the sky, fire from the human world, and Samadhi Fire. Its power is terrifying and unparalleled.

Of course, none of these five flames are pure; some contain as little as 0.1%. But even so, the power of each flame is quite astonishing, especially in its destructive power in the five different scenarios, which is like a special attack.

For example, fire within wood causes several times more damage to wood-attribute items than it causes to items of other attributes.

Fire in stone refers to materials such as earth and stone.

Fire in the air is directed at objects with magnetic properties.

Human Fire is for offerings and spirits to gods, Buddhas, demons, and so on, while Samadhi Fire is for magical power. Each has its own strengths and is quite widely applicable.

It's just lacking in targeting the three elements of water, fire, and metal; otherwise, it would be almost omnipotent.

That's not right either. The Five Fires are inherently fire elements, so there's no need for special targeting. That leaves only water and metal.

Moreover, it is very simple to use. Just pour in your true energy to unleash the Five Fires, which can be "locked in and tracked" almost instantly.

Or it could be a communication spirit, with the spirit in charge, where the user only needs to provide true energy.

Whether for self-defense or offense, it is quite amazing.

"Leave it to Bingyan. When encountering an enemy, just blast them away and burn them all in one go. Even Yin Gods will be burned to death if they are not careful. The killing power is terrifying."

No wonder Master was injured even though he was close to the peak of Yin Spirit realm, all in his attempt to seize this item.

He fiddled with the precious fan in his hand, and suddenly realized something.

He then handed the treasure to Du Bingyan, taught her how to use it, and went out to have a meal and chat with Grandma, Yu Niang, and the others.

These past few days, he found time to formally marry Yu Niang, unlike the grand and lavish wedding he had with Du Bingyan.

They invited the entire village and held a feast.

Even so, Yu Niang was still moved to tears of gratitude, wishing she could repay him with her life, and was determined to give him a child.

Left with no other option, Liu Sheng had to ask Du Bingyan for help.

In short, the details are best left unsaid, but the plant was eventually successfully planted, fulfilling Yu Niang's wish.

In this way, he will have two bloodlines in this world. Ten months later, when the time is right, they will be the real fathers.

As for why she was confirmed to be pregnant...

At his level, determining whether someone is pregnant is a very simple matter through bloodline intuition.

In short, all kinds of favors and miscellaneous tasks were dealt with.

He returned to the quiet room, took out the Earth Origin Pill, and its silvery light flickered and shimmered, as if it were breathing on something, which was quite cute.

"Once I refine this boldness, I should be able to open all the eight extraordinary meridians, connect the two bridges of heaven and earth, completely separate my true energy from my body, connect with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, manifest extraordinary phenomena around me, and destroy a large ship with a single finger from a distance..."

He brought the giant dan to his nose and took a gentle sniff. As if he had eaten a ginseng fruit, all the pores on his body opened up, and a strong "hunger" signal came from every part of his body.

"Gulu~"

He took a bite and swallowed it, as if he were eating a soft cake. It melted in his mouth, and then his whole body felt like it was on fire. His limbs, bones, and internal organs were all glowing and heating up. A cool sensation that was both hot and cold rushed straight to the top of his head.

That's cool!

Woohoo~
The potency of this Earth Origin Pill is far greater than all the pills I've taken before combined.

Even the Human Essence Elixir is far inferior!

He swallowed the entire Earth Origin Pill in a few bites, and began to rapidly circulate the Eight-Nine Mystic Arts to refine its immense medicinal power.

Suddenly, a muffled rumbling sound came from his chest and abdomen, like thunder, and light burst from his seven orifices, and both his eyes were shining.

The muscles twitched and undulated, like little mice darting and leaping under the skin, creating quite a lively scene. Within the dantian, the colorful stone foundation breathed in and out, wisps of mist transforming into raindrops, which then rushed to various meridians, the twelve regular meridians, the eight extraordinary meridians, and so on.

"Boom~"

……

"Boom!"

"puff!"

"Uh……"

"Run! It's a trap! We've fallen for it!"

In the capital city, inside the Yingtian Hall, exclamations of surprise rang out.

Several blood-soaked figures, turning into afterimages, rushed straight out the door, trying to escape from this place.

On the ground, eight or nine corpses lay scattered about, all soaked in blood, their life completely extinguished.

"Escape? Hahaha... Brother Wu Song, I miss you dearly. I went to great lengths to lure you in, how could I let you escape?"

Beside the Blood Pool Stone Tower, Song Yingtian, dressed in a black robe, stood with his hands behind his back, emitting a sinister laugh.

At his feet lay Wu Yong, the Director of the Imperial Observatory, his limbs twisted and broken, lying in a pool of blood, a gaping hole in his chest exposing his shattered internal organs; he was only exhaling, not inhaling.

"Boom~"

"Boom~"

……

Amidst a series of booming sounds, dust billowed up, obscuring the figures clad in black armor and blocking the exit like an iron wall, sealing off the way out.

These armored figures all descended from the bronze coffins above. They were robust, with soft, grayish-white skin, almost indistinguishable from ordinary people.

On exposed areas such as the face, back of the neck, and palms, mottled star-like marks appeared, their light flickering and shifting uncertainly.

"Brother Guan Sheng, Brother Qin Ming, Brother Hua Rong..."

Wu Song suddenly stopped, looked at his former sworn brothers who were standing in front of him with their eyes closed and silent, and fell silent.

A few steps behind him was a middle-aged Taoist priest.

He was eight feet tall, with a dignified appearance. He wore two loose double buns, had eyebrows that slanted downwards, a naturally bitter look, almond-shaped eyes, a square mouth, and a thick beard.

He was dressed in a black and white Tai Chi robe, carrying a bronze sword with pine-patterned patterns. His chest was covered in blood, and his face was deathly pale, devoid of any color. He was clearly seriously injured and in a sorry state.

One of the 108 Fiends of Mount Fajiu...

Tianxianxing!
Soaring Dragon, Gongsun Sheng!
"They're all dead. Their corpses were turned into corpse demons to help the Song traitor cultivate demonic arts..."

Gongsun Sheng glanced at his former "brother" blocking the road, his cheeks twitched a few times, and he said in a deep voice:

"Our brothers are long dead. What we have before us is nothing but a monster that has been resurrected. Charge out!"

"Charge out? Are you going to abandon... Brother Wu Yongxian?"

Song Yingtian sneered, then raised his foot and vigorously rubbed Wu Yong's wound, squeezing out spurts of blood.

“Brother Yong, I have always treated you well, giving you wealth, honor, fame, and fortune. Why would you collude with Wu Song and his gang to harm me? Doesn’t your conscience hurt?”

"Uh... I... want to live."

Wu Yong was in so much pain that his whole body was convulsing, but he still gritted his teeth and said intermittently:
"The Heavenly Gang Earthly Fiend Demon Art, when practiced to the end, is about one star swallowing a hundred stars, and finally all the stars merge into one to become a Star Demon. Anyone who has practiced this art will eventually become your resources for cultivation."

Many of the brothers on Mount Fajiu back then were like that, including me... In the end, I too will become your sustenance for training.

Is that right?

(End of this chapter)