A Mortal's Start in the Spirit Beast Mountain

Chapter 444 Silver Firebird

Luo Ming remained unfazed, having anticipated this. Yin and Yang are incompatible; forcibly fusing them would inevitably result in intense rejection and depletion—an unavoidable cost. However, he was confident in the power of the Spirit Gathering Cauldron, and in the fact that he had repeatedly nurtured it with his own essence and true energy beforehand.

We have enough confidence in the preparations to imprint this mark on your soul.

Watching the two flames within the cauldron escalate their battle, their light shifting between dim and crimson gold, their energy fluctuations becoming increasingly violent, Luo Ming's lips curled into a slight smile as he muttered to himself, "Seeing how fiercely you two are fighting, I'll add a little more spice to the mix."

He opened his mouth and exhaled a highly condensed ball of azure energy, containing his pure magical power and a trace of mysterious vitality. Under his control, it slowly disappeared into the Spirit Gathering Cauldron.

It was the green energy accumulated by his Fiery Wood Body over the years. After he advanced to the Nascent Soul stage, the vitality contained in this energy became even more abundant. It could not only quickly repair his physical injuries, but also served as a powerful fuel for his spiritual fire.

"boom!"

The cyan aura acted as the best accelerant and catalyst. As soon as it entered, the already fiercely conflicting Yin-Yang spiritual fire seemed to be instantly ignited! The collision between the gray flames and the golden flames reached its peak, the light was dazzling, and the energy surged so much that it almost overflowed from the cauldron! The protective array of the entire quiet room shook violently and emitted a hum that could not bear the strain.

Luo Ming remained unmoved, focusing intently on channeling his magical power while using his divine consciousness as a bridge to painstakingly harmonize and guide the two extremely violent forces within the cauldron.

He knew that fusing Yin and Yang spiritual fire was like mediating between two irreconcilable enemies. The best time to facilitate "reconciliation" and attempt fusion was when they were exhausted from fighting and realized that neither could defeat the other.

He poured that wisp of green energy into it to speed up the process; this was an experience he had gained from fusing the three kinds of supreme yang spiritual fire.

Time passed slowly amidst the silence and the roar of energy. The confrontation within the cauldron gradually shifted from frenzied battle to a stalemate, and then from a stalemate to a state of decline. The light of both the gray and golden flames dimmed considerably, and their auras weakened, but the intense repulsion between them was also being worn down considerably in this process of attrition.

A glint flashed in Luo Ming's eyes; he knew the time had come! His hand seals changed, and he unleashed the full power of his divine sense and the harmonizing force of the Spirit Gathering Cauldron. Like two invisible hands, they forcefully inserted themselves between the two exhausted flames, guiding, merging, and squeezing them according to the profound methods he had gleaned from the *True Technique of Thunder Fusion*—

This is a slow and meticulous process that allows no room for error.

Half a month later.

The violent energy fluctuations in the quiet room had long since subsided. The Spirit Gathering Cauldron stood quietly, its mouth shimmering with a faint silver light.

Luo Ming slowly opened his slightly closed eyes, his face showing a hint of fatigue, but even more so, an overwhelming sense of joy. He looked into the Spirit Gathering Cauldron—

At the bottom of the cauldron, a strange silver flame, about the size of a fist and flowing like mercury, was slowly flickering. This silver flame had a restrained temperature and a soft glow; it was neither scorching nor chilling, but rather exuded an aura of balance and tranquility, yet also profound and unfathomable.

What shocked Luo Ming even more was that he clearly sensed that within this newly formed silver flame, a faint yet pure fluctuation of the soul, the kind only found in spiritual life, had been born!

"Yin and Yang complement each other, chaos begins to open—and intelligence has actually been born!" Luo Ming couldn't hide his excitement and reached out to beckon to the cauldron.

"call out!"

The ball of silver flame flew out and landed in Luo Ming's palm. The flame twisted and gradually transformed into a delicate little bird, no bigger than a fist, with a body that shimmered with silver light and feathers that were exquisitely detailed!

The little bird tilted its head and curiously "examined" Luo Ming with its exceptionally lively eyes made of silver flames.

From the little bird, Luo Ming felt a closeness and dependence akin to blood ties, a connection born from his essence, blood, and true energy.

The natal spiritual fire, which is formed by the fusion of the soul and spirit, is naturally connected to his mind and spirit.

The silver bird seemed to find Luo Ming's fingers very comfortable, and affectionately rubbed against them. Then, with a flash of silver light, it took the initiative to enter Luo Ming's palm, and traveled along the meridians directly to his dantian.

Within Luo Ming's dantian, his nascent soul seemed to sense something and opened its eyes. The silver bird flew merrily around the nascent soul once, then seemed to find the pure true essence emanating from the nascent soul quite tempting. It opened its small beak and began to "devour" the natural true essence radiance emanating from the nascent soul, like a fledgling pecking at food.

Upon seeing this, Luo Ming smiled wryly and shook his head: "The emergence of intelligence has indeed made a huge difference. It has gained more spirituality, but also more of its own ideas. Fortunately, it was repeatedly refined with essence blood and soul beforehand, leaving an indelible mark, otherwise it would be really difficult to control."

This fire has just been born, its intelligence is newly awakened, and it has undergone fusion and depletion, resulting in a deficiency of its origin. It seems it needs to be carefully nurtured in the dantian for a period of time to restore its vitality and deepen its connection. Only when it is fully restored and its mind is in perfect harmony can it be used as freely as an extension of its own limb, unleashing its true power.

Within the dantian and dantian, the nascent soul sat upright on a lotus platform, its true essence flowing like a galaxy. A silver firebird circled the nascent soul, chirping softly and pecking at the scattered true essence. The small body became increasingly radiant, and the originally weak fluctuations of the divine soul gradually solidified, its intelligence becoming clearer and clearer.

Luo Ming looked inward for a moment and saw that the nourishment was sufficient and the soul imprint was as solid as iron. He felt a slight movement in his heart and softly called out, "Come out."

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Buzz—

A flash of silver light appeared in his dantian, and the lively silver flame instantly burst forth, hovering three feet in front of Luo Ming, transforming into a palm-sized silver-feathered firebird. As if sensing its master's intention, it gently flapped its wings and affectionately nuzzled Luo Ming's cheek. The silver light that fell was cool and comfortable, without any of the scorching heat of the flame.

"Try attacking me and see your true power," Luo Ming said calmly.

Upon hearing this, the silver firebird was taken aback at first, tilted its head as if to confirm, and then raised its little head and opened its little mouth wide.

A condensed, almost tangible silver flame burst forth from its mouth, initially only the size of a fist, its silver light gentle and not at all violent. But the next moment, the flame suddenly swelled, like a reversed Milky Way, and with a deafening boom, it instantly engulfed Luo Ming in a vast sea of ​​silver fire!

Luo Ming remained calm and unhurried, raising his hand to unleash a thick protective aura around his body. The aura was bluish-gray, deep and serene, its light restrained. This unique luster was a result of his nascent soul possessing all five elements and his true essence being both complex and harmonious.

When ordinary spiritual fire touches it, it will surely burst into flames and surge with spiritual light. But at this moment, when the silver flames came into contact with the bluish-gray protective spiritual light, there was no sound of explosion or intense burning. Instead, it silently dissipated the protective spiritual light, just like ice and snow melting into warm water!

"Wait, something's not right—"

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Luo Ming narrowed his eyes, carefully probing with his divine sense. In an instant, his mind trembled violently, filled with both surprise and joy: "It's not melting! This fire—"

It was actually directly absorbing the magic power on my protective shield!

Ordinary spiritual flames only know how to burn and destroy, using force to break magic, fierce and violent; but this silver flame does not follow the path of destruction, but directly absorbs and refines the original magic power in the protective spiritual light! The protective shield is not broken, but the magic power is rapidly disappearing. This strange ability far surpasses that of ordinary spiritual flames in the world!

"What a bizarre and domineering characteristic!" Luo Ming thought to himself, then another thought crossed his mind.

At this thought, a glint of light flashed in his eyes.

He flipped his hand and took out a section of dark golden bamboo about an inch long. The bamboo's texture was like scales, and there was a faint sound of thunder lurking within it. It was the Golden Thunder Bamboo that he had exchanged with Han Li back then!

Luo Ming made a hand seal with his fingertips, channeling his divine sense into the Golden Thunder Bamboo. In an instant, a dazzling golden arc of electricity erupted from the bamboo, containing an extremely powerful and yang energy that could ward off evil spirits and demons—the very same Evil-Repelling Divine Thunder that struck fear into the hearts of cultivators!

"Sizzle"

Golden arcs of electricity, like dragons emerging from the sea, shot straight towards the silver firebird suspended in the air.

Luo Ming felt a slight tension in his heart. The Evil-Repelling Divine Thunder was extremely domineering, and even a Nascent Soul cultivator would have to deal with it with caution. Although he was certain that this bird was extraordinary, he couldn't help but worry.

But the next moment, an astonishing scene unfolded!

Instead of dodging, the silver firebird's eyes flashed with excitement. It spread its wings and charged forward. With a single open beak, it swallowed the domineering and incomparable wisp of evil-repelling divine lightning!

Golden lightning crackled and surged within the silver bird's body, casting its silver feathers on and off. Luo Ming focused his senses, yet detected no signs of burning or pain in his soul; instead, he felt only satisfaction and pleasure, as if he had swallowed not a deadly divine lightning bolt, but a supreme delicacy.

A moment later, the golden lightning completely merged into the silver light, the firebird's spiritual light intensified, and its divine soul essence became even more solidified, making it even more agile.

"Indeed, it can absorb all five elements of spiritual energy, and even devour and refine the evil-repelling divine thunder. The power of this fire is beyond imagination!"

He gazed at the silver firebird leaping joyfully in his palm, his eyes filled with reverence. This fire, now displaying such extraordinary power, would surely become his sharpest trump card in the future!

Luo Ming gently stroked the silver bird's warm crest, his voice solemn and joyful: "You can devour all spirits, refine divine lightning, and your entire body is imbued with the spirit of silver flames. From this day forward, I will call you the Spirit-Devouring Silver Flame!"

"Chirp!"

As if understanding human will, the Soul-Devouring Silver Flame raised its head and let out a clear and melodious cry. Silver light shot into the sky, transforming into a lively fire rainbow in the quiet room. It circled around Luo Ming three times before plunging back into his palm, obediently transforming into a ball of mercury-like flame, quietly lying dormant.

Luo Ming felt the increasingly close connection deep in his mind, and a smile he couldn't hide appeared on his lips.

Just as Luo Ming was feeling the "Spirit-Devouring Silver Flame" bird happily "feeding" within his dantian and pondering how to quickly enhance its strength—

"Buzz—"

A series of regular, slight fluctuations emanated from the protective barrier outside the secret chamber. A golden transmission talisman pierced through the barrier, flew into the quiet room, and hovered in front of Luo Ming.

Luo Ming raised an eyebrow, reached out and took the communication talisman, probing it with his divine sense.

A moment later, the relaxation and contemplation on his face vanished, replaced by a calm and solemn expression. He slowly lowered the communication talisman, turned his gaze to the outside of the quiet room, and murmured, "Finally—they've arrived?"

Luo Ming flashed into the solemn and heavily guarded main hall in the center of Silver Shark Island.