Raise a sword!

After waiting for a moment, the puppet's figure appeared in front of Jiang Peng.

After much effort, the Tianchen Steel was finally within reach. Jiang Peng couldn't help but step forward and take the four items from the puppet's hands one by one.

First and foremost is the magic sword forged from Tianchen Steel, which Jiang Peng has been longing for.

[Heavenly Crippled Sword: Tier 1 High-Grade, Sharp, Fusion]

[Refining] [Transformation]

The first-tier magic sword was unremarkable, and the golden inscriptions did not specify the materials used in its construction.

If you only look at the description of this sword, it is not even as good as the first-grade top-quality Linglong Sword that Jiang Peng is currently using.

At least the exquisite sword is not only sharp, but it can also be made large or small at will.

However, this magic sword, which even Jiang Peng looked down upon, was specially left in the cave by someone like Tiancan Daoren, which clearly indicates that it is something extraordinary.

At the same time, seeing Jiang Peng holding his magic sword in silence, Tian Can immediately explained, "The first step of the Tianchen Sword Nurturing Technique is to forge a magic sword that is connected to one's mind based on Tianchen steel. I have only just completed the forging of my magic sword, and this sword has not yet been able to advance further, so it is only at the first level."

When the topic came up, Tiancan Daoren's tone carried a hint of regret and complaint.

"It's a pity. When I was practicing the sword-nurturing technique, my cultivation level was already too high. So even though I forged this sword myself, I still can't connect with it in any way... It's too much to ask of a Nascent Soul True Monarch to connect with a first-tier magic sword."

Jiang Peng remained silent and quietly put the Heavenly Crippled Sword into her storage bag.

He touched the alchemy furnace again.

[Earth Dragon Furnace: Tier 2, Mid-grade, increases pill-forming speed, improves pill quality, and reduces consumption]

Jiang Peng's eyes lit up as she looked at the description in golden text.

"It really is a second-tier alchemy furnace."

The alchemy furnace in front of us has more attributes than Jiang Peng's first-grade top-quality black iron furnace, namely, improving the quality of pills and reducing consumption.

Jin Guang's writing style is always concise and to the point.

The same attribute can have vastly different effects on magical artifacts of different grades.

Although the alchemy furnace in front of him looks ordinary, it is sure to surprise Jiang Peng once he actually gets his hands on it.

After putting away the alchemy furnace, Jiang Peng took the futon.

[Meditation Cushion: Tier 2 Supreme Grade, Meditation]

This futon only has the word "tranquility" on it, but its grade as a second-tier top-grade magic artifact is real. Jiang Peng naturally knows that this so-called tranquility is by no means simple.

After putting away the prayer mat, Jiang Peng finally looked at the small jar, about the size of a palm, in the puppet's hand.

I carefully touched it gently with one finger.

The next moment, the top of the jar suddenly made a "whoosh" sound, and a plume of thick green smoke that could be seen with the naked eye immediately emerged.

In less than a breath, the thick green smoke completely filled the narrow branching path of the cave where Jiang Peng was located.

[Plague: A strange poison that disturbs the mind and causes external sores]

Purification

Just as Jiang Peng was distracted, the usually well-behaved Tiancan Daoist suddenly launched an attack on Jiang Peng's soul.

The remnant soul that had been curled up in the little finger was desperately trying to rush into Jiang Peng's mind, just as it had when it had just escaped, preparing to possess Jiang Peng once again.

"This jar is my last resort in my cave! The moment any living being touches it, the plague within will be instantly activated! Boy, you've planned everything meticulously, yet you never imagined my trump card was here, did you?!"

The voice of the Heavenly Crippled Taoist was full of smugness.

While Jiang Peng was in a daze and the purple fire in her body was dissipating, Tian Can's remnant soul rushed into Jiang Peng's head without any hindrance.

Jiang Peng once again felt the same pain of being unable to control her own body as she had when she was possessed last time.

However, this time, he was not as anxious as before.

After a brief moment of distraction, Jiang Peng had already begun using the Purple Gold Cauldron to purify the strange poison within her body.

After a few breaths, his mind finally cleared completely.

At the same time, after being purified, those strange poisons, like the original Yin energy, transformed into countless extremely pure spiritual energies, flowing into Jiang Peng's limbs and bones, constantly circulating in his meridians, and eventually becoming part of his dantian.

Thus, in the process of continuously purifying the strange poison, Jiang Peng's cultivation level was passively and continuously increased.

The feeling of increased cultivation somewhat overshadowed the headache caused by being possessed by a remnant soul.

Jiang Peng activated the purple flames in her mind to protect herself.

The moment the purple flames began to spread within Jiang Peng's body again, the Heavenly Crippled Daoist who was trying to possess her was immediately severely injured.

He screamed in despair.

"No! Even a Golden Core cultivator can't resist this extraordinary poison. How dare you, a mere Qi Refining ant, presume to resist it?!"

"What kind of constitution do you have? With only a little Qi cultivation, you're not afraid of this poisonous fog?"

"What's the origin of this purple flame? How can you control it?!"

Tiancan Daoren cursed angrily, also voicing a doubt he had never mentioned before.

He couldn't understand why a mere Qi Refining cultivator could be so troublesome. How could someone as insignificant as Jiang Peng wield such a powerful purple flame that could threaten his remnant soul?

When they were possessing each other, their souls were already intertwined. So why was the purple fire able to distinguish his remnant soul without harming Jiang Peng in the slightest?

Tiancan Daoren had too many questions in his heart, but he was destined never to get the answers.

Because when the purple flames reignited, just a few breaths later, his severely injured remnant soul was once again forced into Jiang Peng's left little finger.

Jiang Peng's face was flushed at this moment.

Only a short while had passed, but because of the purification of the plague, the spiritual power in his body had already increased by more than 20%.

If this continues, he might break through to the late stage of Qi Refining in this cave.

However, precisely because of this, Jiang Peng actively increased the spiritual energy consumption to maintain the purple flame, which slowed down his cultivation growth considerably.

Jiang Peng naturally wanted to break through her limits, but definitely not in this unfamiliar underground cave.

Making a breakthrough without a solid foundation will not bring any benefits.

Moreover, the most urgent task at present is obviously to deal with the remnant soul of Tiancan Daoren.

"Sigh, why bother?"

Jiang Peng looked down at her left little finger, which had turned bluish.

"After spending these past few months together, you have long since given up the idea of ​​harming me... After all, you have given me a lot of guidance during our conversations and your words have been quite sincere. I even had the thought of letting you go."

"You little thief..." Tiancan Daoren's voice was extremely weak, "These sarcastic words are truly grating! What utter nonsense about letting me leave! With your cautious nature, I know your secret. If you don't resist, you'll never see the light of day again!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Peng couldn't help but chuckle softly.

"That's true, but shouldn't we always be prepared for the possibility of something going wrong?"

"Damn it!"