Chapter 49 The Sacred Tree of Weapon Forging!

"I don't eat beef!"

Yang An grinned, though of course he was joking.

He usually eats beef, so he wouldn't go so far as to roast and eat a yellow cow; he doesn't deserve this.

"That's great." The ox wasn't a native Earthling after all, and just grinned foolishly, unaware that Chu Feng, who was following behind, was sweating profusely. Little calf, you better watch out.

He almost thought the Elephant King was about to go on a killing spree.

Fortunately it was a false alarm.

"To the north there is a sacred tree for forging weapons, to the west there is an ancient temple with a thousand-year history containing a peculiar energy field, where there is a risk of getting lost, and to the east there is the Gate of Hell, which is usually silent, but will be struck by lightning if you get close!"

“Deep in the Kunlun Mountains there are ancient bronze relics, and ancient bronze trees grow there, which can flower and bear fruit and are of great use.”

The ox reported as if reciting a familiar story. Many of these things were beyond the reach of the kings, otherwise they wouldn't have been left until today. Now that the Divine Elephant King has descended, they can finally investigate.

There are many treasures on Kunlun Mountain, and signs of this appeared in the early stages of the great changes in the world, but there are not many things that can truly be considered useful to Yang An.

"The Gates of Hell?" Yang An chuckled, feeling a sense of fate. He wondered what would happen if the two clashed when he conjured the Gates of Hell the next day.

“That’s a passage to purgatory. If I were you, I wouldn’t make contact with it.” He warned the group to avoid breaking the taboo.

"Does the Gate of Hell really lead to Purgatory?" Chu Feng asked in surprise. Kunlun Mountain, a sacred land, actually suppresses Purgatory beneath its surface. It was hard to believe.

“Kunlun has such a great reputation that many people come here for it. It’s a mix of truth and falsehood, and not all of it is necessarily a treasure trove.” Yang An shook his head. “The ancient temples were also left behind by people with ulterior motives.”

The greatest treasures—the urn containing ashes and the pollen of the ancestral tree—are already in Chu Feng's possession; what other valuable treasures could there be?

“You have a connection with this place, and it will help you embark on the path of cultivation. You might as well take a look around.” Yang An pointed out to Chu Feng, then led the yellow ox around for a while, and asked some questions about extraterrestrial knowledge.

"I only remember coming from an ancient road, my memory is confused," the yellow ox said, seemingly confused, but one thing was certain: he was one of the descendants recognized by Earth.

"The Primordial Wild Bull Clan." To be honest, Yang An was curious about which bull clan this was.

He knew of the Bull Demon Fist and the Flood Dragon Demon Fist, and that there were seven legendary martial arts techniques in the evolutionary realm, capable of communicating with gods. They were said to be seven branches that grew from a sacred tree, and perhaps they were related to it.

The method of knotting the sacred tree is quite unique.

There is also a plant in Kunlun, which is not a magical plant, but a weapon refinement plant. It does not bear fruit, but its pollen inspires the spirit of weapons.

Yang An went straight to the base of the Refining Tree, not looking for materials, but directly absorbing the power of its pollen.

"boom!"

The Hell Furnace was activated again, and the astonishing heat wave forced the yellow oxen to retreat repeatedly. The snow on Kunlun Mountain was about to melt, turning a large area into water.

"Please, Your Excellency, restrain your divine power!"

The sacred tree that was refining weapons was no longer calm. It possessed intelligence, and seeing Yang An's posture, which was to refine it directly, it was in a hurry and was just short of uprooting it and running away.

"Release your pollen," Yang An said, without making things difficult for the other party.

He sensed that this sacred tree for forging weapons might be of great use to him.

"Yes." The Sacred Tree of Weapon Forging was extremely obedient. In front of the Hell Furnace, few dared to be presumptuous. Hundreds of pure white buds trembled and bloomed in an instant, with thick pollen falling from the sky, carrying a strange fragrance.

Having been in the Sacred Ruins for so long and exposed to the pollen path, this was Yang An's first time absorbing pollen. "It really works!"

Yang An's eyes lit up with joy. The Hell Furnace devoured the heavens and the earth, sweeping up pollen. The dark golden true energy became increasingly profound, seeping into his blood and circulating in his body. This was refining his body as a weapon!
He immediately sat cross-legged, and the sacred tree of weapon forging scattered pollen, which fell like rain.

"The pollen road does have its merits."

Half a day later, Yang An opened his eyes, circulated his true energy, and a drop of blood seeped out from the tip of his right index finger, which actually rolled directly to the ground.

The thick blood, emitting a dark golden color, was as heavy as mercury and did not disperse. This was an astonishing phenomenon, and his body was almost comparable to a weapon, marking another great improvement.

This time, the giant elephant microparticles did not awaken, but the transformation they brought about was no less significant than if two or three more had awakened.

Yang An's thoughts stirred slightly. His true qi did not break through, but his secret realm technique improved. He entered the other shore realm after nine lives and nine deaths, and began to peek into the Dao Palace. It was the combination of these two that allowed his physique to reach this level.

"Hoo~breath~"

He let out a breathing sound, his exhalation like thunder, shaking the Kunlun Mountains.

"Congratulations, Lord Divine Elephant King, your strength has greatly increased!"

The ox, who had been waiting nearby, rushed forward to congratulate him upon seeing him awake, greeting him with a smile.
"Well done." Yang An was in high spirits. He flicked his finger and sent a stream of Hell Furnace True Qi into its body. Instantly, hellish flames rose up, melting away several shackles and purifying its physical body.

This is for rewarding scalpers.

"My cultivation level?" The ox sensed the situation within his body and was filled with disbelief. He had helped someone tear off their shackles with a flick of his finger. Was what Heaven advertised really true?

No, the ox suddenly shook its head. Even more incredible was its physical condition, as clear as amber, undoubtedly indicating that its foundation had undergone a super evolution.

It has always evolved by absorbing pollen, so its breakthroughs in realm are relatively slow. Even so, there are still some impurities in its body, but now there are not a single impurity in its body.

The ox exclaimed in surprise and couldn't help but remind him, "Lord Divine Elephant King, you must be careful. Such a secret technique might even attract the attention of powerful forces from beyond the realm. It's best not to expose it."

Evolution without pollen is possible. In the mortal realm, geniuses can reach the Golden Body Realm without consuming exotic fruits, forging a flawless golden body, which is a symbol of unparalleled genius.

Although the Lesser Underworld has lost much of its heritage, it still retains this awareness, advocating that in the early stages of cultivation, one should avoid relying on external forces if possible.

The effects of the Hell Furnace are so great that not only would the people of the underworld be envious, but it would also cause a huge sensation in the mortal realm, and might even be enough to make old monsters from the Great Universe and the Ultimate Realm come out of seclusion for it.

"Then let them come!"

Yang An remained calm and unaffected. He was confident, for he possessed both the mark of the gods and a unique talent.

With these two qualities, he could roam freely throughout the heavens; who could possibly defeat him?

At worst, I'll just turn around and leave, cultivate until I reach the legendary Great Sage realm or the Heavenly Half-Immortal realm, and then come back and see who's afraid of whom.

The yellow ox was filled with admiration; the Divine Elephant King had forged an invincible Dao Heart, one that was flawless!

"Let's go and see other places."

After exploiting the sacred tree for forging weapons, Yang An led the yellow ox deep into Kunlun, a place rich in treasures.

Indeed, in no time, Chu Feng dug out a large lump of dark, unidentified substance and showed it off to the big black ox, firmly believing that it was peerless divine gold, and even a king could not leave the slightest mark on it.

"But all the buds of the Sacred Tree of Weapon Forging have withered."

(End of this chapter)

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