I, a centenarian, sweep through the gates of immortality.

Lin Feng was extremely confident in his sword-making skills.

Previously, the disciples of Chongyang Valley failed to forge swords, and it was only thanks to Lin Feng that they succeeded.

Now that Lin Feng is forging the sword himself, there shouldn't be too much trouble.

Having made up his mind, Lin Feng went to the sword-making room without the slightest hesitation.

But before they could even enter, they saw Yun Shu had arrived as well.

Yun Shu's sword was shattered during her previous battle with Fang Bo, and she came here to have it reforged.

Upon seeing Lin Feng, Yun Shu was slightly taken aback, then bowed and said calmly.

"Senior Brother Lin."

Lin Feng returned the greeting respectfully and asked.

"Fairy Yun, have you come here to forge a sword?"

Yun Shu sighed and took out the broken sword from before, her face filled with regret.

"Since I entered the Dao, this sword has always been by my side. Thanks to you, it even developed into a spiritual root, but unfortunately, it was broken."

At this point, Yun Shu suddenly changed the subject and asked.

"Senior Brother Lin, what brings you here?"

Lin Feng smiled.

"The sword-making workshop, of course, is for forging swords."

Yun Shu remained silent for a moment, thinking that Lin Feng had only been practicing for a short time and had encountered many complicated matters during this period, so he probably didn't have any suitable materials for forging swords. Therefore, she prepared to search for some for Lin Feng.

"Senior Brother Lin, do you have any suitable materials? There are plenty of materials in the warehouse behind the mountain; you can come with me to choose."

The ingredients from Chongyang Valley no longer held much appeal for Lin Feng.

After all, it has dragon-patterned black gold, and the other materials are no different from ordinary iron.

He smiled, pushed open the door to the sword-making room, and gestured for them to enter.

Yun Shu was quite puzzled, but she still quickly followed him inside.

After closing the door to the sword-making room and confirming that no one was around, Lin Feng opened his storage bag and took out the Dragon Pattern Black Gold.

"Fairy Yun, look, what is this?"

Holding the dragon-patterned black gold in her hand, Yun Shu examined it carefully for a long time, still unsure what this treasure actually was.

She could only clearly sense that the spiritual power contained within this precious material seemed inexhaustible.

Even the texture on the surface of this material seems to contain mysterious and unpredictable power.

She looked up at Lin Feng and asked in confusion.

"Senior Brother Lin, this is..."

Lin Feng trusted Yun Shu, so he spoke frankly about it.

"This is the legendary dragon-patterned black gold."

Upon hearing the words "Dragon Pattern Black Gold," Yun Shu's eyes lit up, and her mouth gaped open, remaining stunned for a long time.

Although she had never seen the dragon-patterned black gold before, she had heard many records in ancient books and found that it perfectly matched the divine object in front of her.

It seems to be true!

What truly shocked her was not just the properties of this divine object, but how Lin Feng could have found such a divine object.

"Senior Brother Lin, where did you obtain such a divine object?"

Lin Feng pointed to the Pixiu, which was fast asleep in the storage bag, and laughed.

"This little guy was a gift from me."

Lin Feng recounted to Yun Shu his encounter with the little Pixiu on the cliff and their conversation in detail.

After listening, Yun Shu fell silent once again.

It's too ridiculous.

He randomly disappeared and happened to encounter a little Pixiu.

And this little Pixiu happened to have dragon-patterned black gold, which was given to Lin Feng for free.

Yun Shu swallowed hard and murmured.

"Could this be a predestined connection to the immortals?"

"Senior Brother Lin, you have unparalleled talent and a destiny to immortality... perhaps you truly will one day reach the Nascent Soul stage."

Lin Feng smiled, took a piece of the dragon-patterned black gold from his hand, and handed it to Yun Shu.

"This is not solely my fault."

"Fairy Yun, here is this piece of black gold with dragon patterns. You can mix it into your sword."

"With the dragon-patterned black gold added, I'm no longer afraid of my sword breaking."

Yun Shu glanced at Lin Feng, then at the dragon-patterned black gold in Lin Feng's hand, her eyes flashing with disbelief.

She knew very well what a priceless treasure this dragon-patterned black gold was; if it were outside, countless sects would fight tooth and nail for it.

But Lin Feng actually intends to give it to him?

"you?"

Lin Feng smiled and handed the black gold dragon-patterned bag to Yun Shu.

"If you and I are destined to be together, then you should naturally share in my destiny with the immortals."

Feeling the divine object in her hand, Yun Shu looked at Lin Feng with a complicated expression.

She was no longer able to describe her feelings in words.

Gratitude, excitement, exhilaration—countless emotions mingled together.

Lin Feng smiled and pulled Yun Shu to the fire pool.

"Alright, let's forge the sword as soon as possible. I'll be right here, so there shouldn't be any problems."

Yun Shu tremblingly threw the dragon-patterned black gold sword, along with the broken sword, into the fire pool.

She watched with excitement as the fire serpent devoured all the materials, waiting for them to fuse together.

But what happened next stunned both Lin Feng and Yun Shu.

After the dragon-patterned black gold was bathed in fire, it not only did not melt, but instead began to absorb the spirit of the Nine Yang Divine Fire.

"this..."

"The Nine Yang Divine Fire, though not one of the Five Great Divine Flames, is connected to the Dragon Vein, so it should be sufficient."

"Can..."

Not long after, the Nine Yang Divine Fire in the fire pool showed signs of going out.

"This! Impossible!"

Yun Shu was shocked and instinctively thought there was something wrong with the formation. She even tried to save some of the embers.

After all, once the Nine Yang Divine Fire in the Fire Pool is extinguished, it will be difficult to reignite it.

Just as Yun Shu was about to make a move, Lin Feng grabbed her.

Yun Shu turned to look at Lin Feng, both anxious and suspicious.

Lin Feng didn't pay attention to the Nine Yang Divine Fire in the fire pool; instead, he looked outside the sword-forging room.

"Someone has closed the mountain."

After Lin Feng's reminder, Yun Shu immediately realized what was going on.

Yes, the Nine Yang Divine Fire in this fire pool is connected to the dragon vein of Chongyang Valley through an array. As long as the dragon vein is not severed, no matter how divine the Dragon Pattern Black Gold is, it is impossible to absorb all the dragon vein in a short period of time.

Unless someone uses an array to seal the mountain, severing the dragon vein.

"Xuanqing Temple?"

The only entity with both the motive and the capability to do this is Xuanqing Temple.

Lin Feng nodded, but didn't say anything more. Instead, his thoughts raced as he considered his next move.

What does Xuanqing Temple do?

A massacre is about to begin?

Considering that Xuanqing Temple is a reputable sect, they would not carry out an open massacre.

But how will they treat Lin Feng?

The people of Xuanqing Temple might not be willing to kill everyone in Chongyang Valley, but killing Lin Feng alone would be very simple for them, and they wouldn't feel any moral pressure.

After Lin Feng defeats Fang Bo, they will definitely investigate Lin Feng's background.

If Shen Zhao had been killed before, and they had connected the matter of Lin Feng collecting Yin spirits to this, they would definitely have taken action against Lin Feng.

Having figured this out, Lin Feng reacted immediately.

"I have to leave right away!"

Yun Shu was stunned for a moment, and before she could speak, Lin Feng hurriedly gave her more instructions.

"Remember, never tell anyone about this dragon-patterned black gold; it could be fatal!"

After saying that, Lin Feng rushed out the door, but before he could reach the mountain gate, he heard an extremely loud voice booming through Chongyang Valley.

"Listen up, everyone! From this day forward, this place will be under the control of our Xuanqing Temple!"