Simultaneous Transmigration: We Level Up Alone Across Multiple Worlds

Chapter 99 This Nascent Soul... is no ordinary Nascent Soul.

Chen Chen packed the herbs that had been accelerated into a separate jade box, and then reclassified them along with the other spiritual materials according to their intended use.

The battle flags must all be reforged.

He needs to stockpile a lot of pills—the few Nascent Soul level Rejuvenation Pills and Bone-Regenerating Pills he has on hand won't last long.

The talismans were more urgent; he needed a batch of talismans that could pose a real threat to Nascent Soul stage monsters, not the cheap, useless ones for Core Formation stage monsters.

He picked out the piece of deep-sea cold iron from the pile of spiritual materials.

The iron billet felt heavy in my palm; it was jet black and had natural patterns left by the waves washing over it.

He placed the cold iron in front of him, closed his eyes, and entered a meditative state.

Xuan Shui Tai Bai Yuan Ying slowly opened his eyes in his dantian. Two kinds of magical power, black and white, overflowed from the Yuan Ying's palm and flowed through his meridians to his ten fingers.

The cold iron floated up, enveloped in spiritual energy, hovering half a foot in front of his chest.

In an instant, it turned into a pool of molten black iron.

The molten iron churned within the envelope of spiritual energy, and impurities surfaced from its outer layer.

The impurities were peeled away layer by layer by spiritual power, and the color of the molten iron became purer and purer.

Two days later, when he meditated and regulated his breathing, the molten iron had cooled and solidified into a fist-sized iron ingot. Its color had changed from jet black to dark blue, and the fine water ripples on its surface were faintly flowing under the lamp.

The refined cold iron has more than twice the spirituality of the original.

Over the next few days, he disassembled and reforged each of the battle flags.

The old banner of the Xuan Shui Flag was dismantled into spirit silk and mixed with newly refined cold iron wire, and the array eye runes were stacked from three to six.

Every other day, the Azure Scale Deer restored its growth-promoting power, pushing the insufficiently aged auxiliary materials to full age, and the pills piled higher and higher beside the alchemy furnace.

Fu Lu Chen Chen was particularly careful.

Chen Chen summoned the Tian Shu Sword and hung it beside him. A golden arc of the Evil-Repelling Divine Thunder was drawn from the spine of the sword and injected into the talisman ink.

The moment the golden arc touched the ink surface, the ink exploded with a crisp sound, splashing out a few dark golden ink flowers.

Stabilize the spiritual energy and gradually increase the amount of the exorcising divine thunder, the ink color turning from black to dark gold.

The runes drawn in the void are drawn with lightning ink on blank talisman paper. These lightning talismans are sealed with evil-repelling divine lightning, which is specifically used to counter ghostly yin lightning and blood-based techniques.

It took almost a month to complete all of this.

Chen Chen tidied up the pill bottle and talismans, and took out a wooden box from the bottom of his storage bag.

Inside, a coil of spider silk was found.

Refined silk from the Blood Jade Spider.

I started accumulating them as soon as the Blood Jade Spider hatched.

Each time a Blood Jade Spider molts, it produces only a small strand of extremely high-quality refined silk, and it takes many years to accumulate enough to make just one roll.

The spider silk was translucent and slightly cool to the touch. Among the materials known in the Chaotic Star Sea, this stuff ranked among the top in terms of resistance to the Yin-Cold Spirit Flame.

Back in the Void Heaven Palace, it was the spider silk of the Blood Jade Spider that pulled the Void Heaven Cauldron, which was submerged in the Azure Ice Flame, out of the deep pit.

Chen Chen took out the spider silk and spread it on the low table, then placed the refined dark blue cold iron next to it.

Cut off a fist-sized piece of the cold iron, and put the rest back into the storage bag.

Magic power surged from his palm, enveloping the iron block. The dark blue iron billet softened inch by inch in the magical aura.

When the iron billet reaches a semi-liquid state, the heat is stopped, and the surface of the billet exhibits a semi-liquid, gelatinous texture.

The spider silk only underwent a simple process to remove the remaining spiritual debris.

Molten iron in the left hand, spider silk in the right.

The chilling aura of molten iron seeped along the spiritual energy membrane to one side of the spider silk, and a dark blue color slowly spread across its surface. As the spider silk absorbed the iron, it changed from translucent to a cool tone between dark blue and silver-white. The silk did not harden; instead, it became slightly more resilient than pure spider silk.

effective.

The entire roll of spider silk was divided into dozens of strands, each infused with iron.

The process is agonizingly slow; the amount of molten iron penetrating each strand must be precisely controlled. Too much iron will make the strand brittle, while too little will result in insufficient resistance to the cold.

After the last strand of silk was infused with iron, the blended silk fabric covered the entire low table.

The cool light of the dark blue and silver shimmered on the surface of the silk. It was three times heavier than pure spider silk, yet still felt supple to the touch.

The silk fabric automatically intertwined under the guidance of spiritual power. When the cloak was woven, it fell lightly into my hand from mid-air. When unfolded, the surface of the fabric had fine layers, with natural silver spider silk patterns floating on the dark blue background.

Drape the cloak over your shoulders. The moment the fabric touches your shoulders and back, a chill runs through you. The cloak is long enough to reach your calves, and the hood can be turned up to cover most of your face.

Stand in the center of the quiet room and close your eyes to sense it.

Wearing the cloak, his aura was enveloped in a layer of dense coolness, and most of the spiritual energy fluctuations dissipated as they slid across the surface of the clothing.

A divine sense would be pushed aside by the fabric, unable to penetrate to the bottom.

Can the Azure Ice Flame block it?

He condensed a wisp of extremely fine, cold, mysterious energy at his fingertips and pressed it towards the edge of the cloak.

The cold air did not penetrate the fabric when it touched it, but spread outwards along the layered texture without damaging the cloak in the slightest.

It can stop it.

He took off his cloak, folded it neatly, and placed it on the low table, then glanced at the shape of the folded cloak.

It's called the Blood Jade Cloak.

Chen Chen sat down cross-legged on the futon and put the cloak into the close-fitting compartment of the storage bag.

The Northern Darkness Subduing Dragon Technique's devouring cycle operates on its own, with dark golden fascia faintly visible beneath the skin before slowly receding.

When the white light from the teleportation array dissipated, my feet touched solid ground.

A plaza stretched out before me, its stone slabs grayish-white, their edges disappearing into the churning sea of ​​clouds.

Dozens of stone pillars stand in the center of the square, each as thick as five people can hug.

The stone pillars stand in a well-spaced manner amidst the sea of ​​clouds. The edge of the sea of ​​clouds is surrounded by trapezoidal stone steps, on which a few cultivators stand sporadically. Their robes vary, and their cultivation levels range from Foundation Establishment to Core Formation. They all stand close to the edge of the steps, and no one moves closer to the stone pillar forest.

Chen Chen stepped out of the teleportation array's light circle, with Zi Ling following half a step behind him.

People were already standing in the center of the stone pillar forest.

A figure stands atop each of the three stone pillars closest to the center.

The man in the middle, who was in the lead, was burly, with his arms crossed in front of his chest, and his short robe was stretched taut by his muscles.

On the left was a gaunt old man, his black robe trailing down to his ankles, his face withered, and his eyes sunken.

On the right is an older-looking scholar in a blue robe, with a thin build.

Wan Tianming stood atop three stone pillars on the eastern side, followed by Tian Wuzi and Mu Tengzi, separated from the other three by a distance.

From the highest stone steps, Jin Kui and Elder Jia overlooked the entire platform.

Elder Jia stood to the side and slightly behind Jin Kui.

Chen Chen's gaze swept around the square, but he didn't stop walking and headed straight towards the Stone Pillar Forest.

The gaunt old man turned his head first.

The Supreme Yin Ancestor.

Those deep-set eyes shifted their gaze from Chen Chen's face to Zi Ling, a strange smile playing on their withered lips. "This is the newly promoted Star Palace Elder?"

Qingyi Jushi didn't reply. His gaze lingered on Chen Chen for a moment before shifting to look at Ziling behind him.

The bearded man lowered his arm.

He turned around and gave Chen Chen a mocking smile.

"Bring a Foundation Establishment stage girl into the Void Heaven Palace."

The bearded man looked Chen Chen up and down, his gaze finally settling on Zi Ling and remaining fixed there.

"Just reached the Nascent Soul stage—did you really think this place was just a playground for you and your lover? Huh? Hahaha!"

Zi Ling frowned slightly, her fingers clenching tightly inside her sleeve.

It wasn't these words that angered them, but rather their concern that Chen Chen, having just formed his Nascent Soul, might rashly get into conflict with these veteran powerhouses.

She was afraid of becoming a real burden to Chen Chen.

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