Journey to the West: I am the fiercest bird under Bodhi's seat

During his time learning martial arts at Fangcun Mountain, in addition to receiving private instruction, he also learned a wide range of topics from the daily teachings of Patriarch Bodhi.

This includes the art of weapon crafting.

Although Ye Feng did not specialize in it at the time, he was exceptionally talented and absorbed many key points through observation and learning.

However, it has never been put into practice.

Now that I have obtained the Yin-Yang Myriad Transformations Furnace, I am itching to try my hand at it and want to at least make a bottle cap for the Jade Bottle.

When selecting materials, although Huaguo Mountain had many rare treasures, it had no immortal jade, so they hesitated for a while.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him, and he remembered that the Jade Emperor had once bestowed upon him a thousand pieces of celestial jade.

With a flick of his sleeve, neatly stacked immortal jade pieces appeared to his side.

Picking up a piece for closer inspection, it feels warm to the touch and has a delicate texture; it is truly a superior product.

This jade is called "Nine Heavens Jade". It can be used for refining weapons and drawing talismans. Simply wearing it can also help the primordial spirit and nourish the true spirit.

Throughout the vast world, all the major cultivation sects desired a piece of land but could not obtain it.

Only the Heavenly Palace, with its immense wealth and power, could casually bestow a thousand coins.

He immediately selected two pieces, lifted the furnace lid, and threw in a burst of true solar fire.

In terms of the fire used for alchemy, the Samadhi True Fire is the best—its nature is agile, its temperature is controllable, and it is most suitable for harmonizing the five elements and condensing elixirs.

A flame as violent as the True Fire of the Sun can turn an elixir to ashes with the slightest carelessness, leaving no room for recovery.

In contrast, the requirements for refining magical artifacts are much more lenient. Although different magical artifacts have slightly different requirements for the temperature, they can basically be formed as long as the temperature is sufficient.

Moreover, what Ye Feng wanted to refine was merely a small object.

He slowly urged the flames to gradually heat up the Myriad Transformations Furnace. Once the temperature was right, he put the two pieces of Xuanji Jade into the furnace.

While carefully controlling the shaping of the flames, he continuously engraved restrictive runes.

After spending half a day and wasting five pieces of material, they finally forged the perfect bottle cap.

Not long after it was formed, the door of the alchemy room opened with a soft creak, and a strange beast that looked very much like a deer-like creature quietly entered.

Ye Feng glanced up, a slight smile playing on his lips: "You've come at just the right time."

Di Ting's expression turned grave: "What time is it? How can you still be laughing? Disaster is imminent!"

Ye Feng remained calm and unhurried. He took out the jade bottle and gently fastened the newly made cap—it fit perfectly, without the slightest error.

Di Ting's gaze swept over the jade bottle, its beastly pupils shrinking sharply. It whispered, "You... you actually brought the Supreme Being's magic treasure?"

Ye Feng grinned: "Don't put it so harshly. How is this taking anything? He wants us fellow disciples to work for free, so he has to give us some compensation, right? Don't you think that makes sense?"

Di Ting shook his head repeatedly, feeling that this person was extremely audacious and reckless.

With a deep sigh, he asked in a low voice, "Now that things have come to this, how do you plan to end this? If the Heavenly Court is enraged, do you know that with Flower Fruit Mountain's current strength, it is simply powerless to resist?"

Ye Feng smiled calmly: "We'll meet force with force and water with water. We're all in this together now, and no one can escape."

Don't panic too much. If I fail this time, immediately run back to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's throne, kneel in front of him, and say with snot and tears streaming down your face that you forced me to do this.

Besides, you've been longing for your former master day and night, and you finally managed to find a chance to escape—this display of loyalty will soften his heart, and he certainly won't punish you severely.

Di Ting was furious and rolled his eyes: "Yes, he certainly won't kill me, but he will definitely plant an even more severe restriction in my body than before. From now on, my life and death will be in his hands, and I will have no freedom at all."

Ye Feng shrugged and laughed, "That's not my concern. If I really lose, I'll either die or be suppressed in some corner. My fate might not be much better than yours."

Di Ting sighed helplessly, lay down on the ground, and covered its ears with its front paws: "I must have been out of my mind to follow you and do such a thing!"

He paused, then asked in a low voice, "Give me the truth, what are the chances of winning this?"

Ye Feng replied calmly, "Fifty-fifty."

Di Ting's face grew even more bitter: "Only 55% complete, and you dare to stir up such a huge storm?"

Ye Feng chuckled, his words carrying a deeper meaning: "Fifty percent... it doesn't sound high, but once it exceeds half, it's no longer just a gamble with your life."

"Well then, success or failure hinges on this. Keep a close eye on the Heavenly Court's movements, and if any punitive army comes, be sure to inform me in advance."

After whispering a few more words to Di Ting, Ye Feng took out the peach pits that he had left over from eating in the Peach Garden, along with a handful of purple soil, and instructed him to choose a place to plant them in Huaguo Mountain.

After much thought, I realized that Di Ting was the most suitable person to handle this matter.

Of course, spiritual roots take an extremely long time to grow, so it is impossible for them to grow into a peach tree that ripens once every nine thousand years.

Whether it will bear fruit for three thousand years is unknown, but he is unwilling to waste any opportunity and will give it a try.

After Di Ting left, he looked at the Yin Yang Myriad Transformations Furnace again, his eyes slightly narrowed.

He then sat cross-legged on the cloud bed, closed his eyes, and fell into deep thought.

Will that monkey really be able to escape from the Buddha's palm this time?

If he succeeds, his plan will likely succeed; if not, not only will the monkey be suppressed under the Five Elements Mountain, but his fate will also be no better.

The Tathagata is a quasi-saint.

As early as the Investiture of the Gods, he, as the Daoist Duobao, had already entered the Quasi-Saint realm.

He was the only second-generation disciple of both the Chan and Jie sects to have reached such a level. It was precisely because of this that he was qualified to set up the Immortal Slaughtering Formation on behalf of the Tongtian Sect Leader.

Unfortunately, he encountered Lao Tzu in his first battle and was captured before he could even unleash his full potential.

He then converted from barbarian to Buddhist, inherited the Buddhist fortune, received the Dharma teachings personally from Amitabha Buddha, took charge of the Buddhist sect, and his cultivation became increasingly profound.

No one can say for sure what level of strength it has reached.

If no sage intervenes, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him the strongest in the Three Realms.

Perhaps the Jade Emperor is even more unfathomable, but he has been hidden in the Heavenly Palace for many years and rarely appears, so his true strength remains a mystery.

The monkey, having consumed peaches of immortality and swallowed golden pills, had already achieved an indestructible body, comparable to an ancient great shaman.

By eating peaches of immortality, one can advance to the mid-stage of the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm; by swallowing golden pills, one can reach the late-stage; and with the aid of an indestructible body, one can even fight against ordinary Daluo Golden Immortals.

However, the Buddha is no ordinary person; he is a quasi-saint. If they were to confront each other head-on, the monkey would have no chance of winning.

Fortunately, Buddhism places great importance on face and delights in subduing others with its boundless power, thus demonstrating the supreme authority of its Buddhist teachings.

Since the monkey has a powerful backer, it will most likely agree to the bet as before.

This is precisely the opportunity to take advantage of.

"Buddha Kingdom in the Palm" is the supreme supernatural power of Buddhism. It can be transformed into a Buddha Kingdom world with a single palm, encompassing all things.

Even if you possess extraordinary magical powers, you cannot escape its constraints.

But Ye Feng was different—he had something else to rely on.

Among the twelve Ancestral Witches, Dijiang's mastery of the Dao of Space was unparalleled.

The pinnacle of speed is inherently intertwined with time and space, inseparable from each other.

He took a deep breath, tapped his fingertips, and reactivated the Yin-Yang Myriad Transformation Furnace, letting the golden flames surge in.

He then flicked his finger, throwing all the remaining Nine Heavens Jade into the furnace.

The intense heat of the sun burned fiercely, and the jade melted rapidly, merging together into one.

To be honest, Ye Feng had no prior experience in weapon crafting.

...

Although he had heard many secrets of weapon crafting under the Bodhi tree, he never actually put them into practice, starting with just a bottle cap.

What he is refining now is a jade talisman—a jade talisman powerful enough to withstand the full force of a Great Luo Golden Immortal's attack.

The sun's true fire continued to burn, and the molten jade liquid rapidly solidified.

Ye Feng's hands flew, unleashing a series of spells to continuously condense the jade nectar, ensuring its stable structure.

The Yin-Yang Myriad Transformations Furnace truly lived up to its name; even beginners could perceive its profound mysteries.

The interplay of Yin and Yang within the furnace contains boundless creative power, greatly increasing the chances of successful refining.

About three hours later, a loud "bang" was heard, and a golden pillar of fire broke through the top of the furnace and shot straight into the sky.

With a flick of his sleeve, Ye Feng conjured a palace barrier that instantly suppressed the flames.

As the fire subsided, a sliver of light slowly drifted down and was caught steadily in his palm.

It was a jade disc about two fingers wide, with ancient and desolate runes engraved on the top, which evolved outwards in the shapes of Yin and Yang, the Four Symbols, the Eight Trigrams, and the Nine Palaces.

Though as fine as dust, it is exquisitely crafted, subtly aligning with the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, and containing endless mysteries.

Ye Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, and with a gentle lift of his other hand, a demonic flag quietly appeared in his hand. He casually tossed it aside, and a murderous aura instantly arose.

In an instant, a chilling wind howled within the alchemy chamber, filling it with malevolent energy, and a demon god with four wings and six arms leaped out from the flag.

Ye Feng opened his palm, and the demon god silently stepped forward, raised an arm, and placed it on the jade disc.

The other fingernail suddenly lengthened and lightly scratched the wrist—

A drop of blood, tinged with a chaotic hue, slowly dripped down and landed in the center of the jade dish.

As the blood bead merged in, the demon god's aura rapidly weakened, his body withered, and he almost fell out of the Great Luo realm.

This is the essence and blood of the Ancestral Witch, condensing a lifetime of cultivation. Especially for the Witch Clan, whose bloodline is intertwined, it is a matter of life and death.

This drop of blood can temporarily unleash all of Dijiang's current power.

As the jade disc absorbed the blood of the Ancestral Witch, a phantom image of a four-winged, six-armed demon god emerged at its core, faintly sharing the same origin as Dijiang.

With a wave of his hand, Ye Feng brought the illusory figure back to its original position, and Di Jiang's figure returned to the Demon Banner. The banner was rolled up and fell back into his palm.

At the very moment Ye Feng completed the Emperor Jiang Jade Disc—

In the Heavenly Court, inside the Lingxiao Palace, nine tolling bells echoed leisurely.

Countless immortals were startled upon hearing this.

They had never heard the golden bell of the Lingxiao Palace ring nine times.

Three times was a regular court session, six times was a grand court session, but nine times... in the memories of all the immortals, there had never been one before.

The Jade Emperor sat motionless on his high throne.

The assembled officials stood solemnly below, with hundreds of celestial officials lined up on both sides, a grander spectacle than any previous court assembly.

Seven fairies, each holding a flower basket, stood in the center, their clothes of different colors, each with a graceful and charming appearance.

"Have all the Heavenly Gods arrived?"

Above, the Jade Emperor's voice came faintly.

After the constellation of Venus stepped forward and counted the divine positions, he respectfully reported:

"Your Majesty, all the Heavenly Gods, except those on duty or not in the Heavenly Palace, have arrived."

The Jade Emperor nodded: "In that case, let us begin."

After the gods paid their respects, they stood on either side in complete silence.

Some immortals who were not required to attend court on weekdays looked solemn and were filled with doubt and apprehension.

They had all come because of the strange sound of the golden bell, but now dared not make any rash moves or ask any questions.

The seven fairies stepped forward and said in unison:

"Reporting to Your Majesty, we, the seven servants, were ordered by the Queen Mother to go to the Peach Garden to pick immortal peaches, but we found that the fruit was unusually scarce this year. We only got two baskets of small peaches, three baskets of medium peaches, and none of the large peaches were available to pick."

When the Great Sage Equaling Heaven learned that he had not been invited to the Peach Banquet, he flew into a rage and used a spell to immobilize us. His whereabouts afterward are unknown.

After speaking, he stepped aside.

It should be noted that these "Seven Fairy Maidens" are actually "Seven Fairy Maidens in Clothes," who are maids under the Queen Mother of the West, not the Jade Emperor or the Queen Mother's daughters.

The real seven fairy maidens in the mythology were of noble status and would never have taken on such menial tasks.

After they withdrew, a celestial official from Yaochi slowly stepped out from the end of the line.