Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"Hehe, don't take it so seriously, old man. I was just saying it casually...!"

Faced with Gu Canyang's sarcasm, Lu Feng scratched his head and then grinned with an awkward smile.

Although the current power of the Treasure Basin is not enough to upgrade the Extreme Ice Shield Axe to the level of a Spirit-grade magic weapon, a top-grade Profound-grade magic weapon is still quite good for Lu Feng, as it can at least more than double his strength!

"Now all we have to do is wait...!"

After receiving guidance from Gu Canyang, Lu Feng did not hesitate for a moment. He immediately took out the Extreme Ice Shield Axe from his back and threw it into the bronze ancient cauldron that the treasure basin had transformed into.

Although half a month is not a short time, Lu Feng has plenty of time right now. In addition, he has just broken through to the ninth level of the Spirit Soul Realm, and his Yuan Power cultivation cannot break through again in a short period of time.

Therefore, Lu Feng was not in a hurry at all to repair the Ice Shield Axe.

"Oh right, and there's also a fragment of the Medicine King's Manual...!"

Lu Feng sat cross-legged on the spot, about to circulate his energy and regulate his breathing, but the next moment he raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he suddenly remembered something. He then took out the half of the Medicine King's Manual that "Ghost Calculator" Yan Wu had given him from his storage ring.

"Young Master Lu, what kind of wicked idea have you come up with this time?"

Seeing Lu Feng's sudden startled appearance, Gu Canyang, who was originally planning to escape into the treasure basin, was also stunned for a moment. Then he turned to look at the former, a hint of doubt appearing in his eyes.

"Ancient, according to what you said before, the Treasure Basin can not only repair magical artifacts, but also cultivation techniques and secret realms. Doesn't that mean that the fragments of the Medicine King's Manual can also be repaired...?"

"Indeed, but unfortunately, with the current power of the Treasure Basin, it's difficult to achieve that..."

Before Lu Feng could finish speaking, Gu Canyang shook his head and interrupted him, then said meaningfully, "Although you collected quite a few Immortal-Gathering Stones in the past, and have now repaired about one-sixth of the Treasure Basin, easily turning stones into gold, accumulating little by little, accelerating time, and creating your own internal space, that's all..."

"Old man, what do you mean by that?"

Lu Feng was stunned for a moment, seemingly not quite understanding what the other person was saying.

To put it simply, it's beyond our capabilities!

Seeing that Lu Feng was still completely bewildered, Gu Canyang stroked his long beard and said, "Indeed, the Treasure Basin can indeed repair most of the incomplete cultivation manuals in the world, but there are limits to how well it can be repaired..."

"Just like the seventh-grade Panlong Breath Technique that crazy old woman surnamed Mu from the Tai Xuan Heavenly Palace gave you back then, with the current power of the Treasure Basin, it can be easily repaired, but it won't work if you replace it with a higher-grade or more powerful technique or manual..."

"Unless you can pull out tens of thousands of Immortal-Gathering Stones right now and completely repair the damaged Treasure Basin, then that's a different story..."

Gu Canyang's tone remained calm, clearly indicating that as a spirit of an artifact, and with his remnant soul trapped in the Treasure Basin for tens of thousands of years, he was fully aware of the Treasure Basin's capabilities.

"With the current power of the Treasure Basin, it's actually unable to completely repair the incomplete Medicine King's Manual...?"

Upon hearing Gu Canyang's words, Lu Feng couldn't help but feel surprised. At the same time, a sleazy figure wearing a sheepskin square hat and a tattered Taoist robe slowly surfaced in his mind. "Who exactly is this person? And why would he give me half of the Medicine King's Manual...?"

"Could this person really just be an ordinary, unremarkable fortune teller?"

Recalling the scene in Blackrock City where he was suddenly stopped by "The Mastermind" Yan Wu, Lu Feng frowned slightly, then immediately dismissed his judgment, "No, this guy's background is probably not as simple as I imagined...!"

After all, the Treasure Basin could even repair the low-grade Xuan-level magic weapon "Extreme Ice Shield Axe," but it couldn't repair the half-finished Medicine King's Manual that Yan Wu had given him in the past.

This clearly shows that the other party is definitely extraordinary, and may even be beyond Lu Feng's imagination!

However, what puzzled Lu Feng even more was that he and Yan Wu were complete strangers in the past. Why would the other party give him such a precious fragment of the Medicine King's Manual? Could it be just because he was handsome?

"Tch, I wonder if keeping this thing is a blessing or a curse... Oh well, whatever!"

Thinking of this, Lu Feng shook his head, immediately retrieved the incomplete Medicine King Manual, and stopped worrying.

After all, worrying about things that haven't happened yet isn't in his nature, and now Lu Feng is certain that Yan Wu, the "Ghost Calculator" who gave him the incomplete Medicine King Manual, is probably not an enemy, otherwise the other party wouldn't have bothered to do that.

Coo coo coo...!

Just as Lu Feng was about to go into seclusion to practice his skills and wait for the Extreme Ice Shield Axe to be repaired, a clear and loud bird cry suddenly came from the outside of the cave, which interrupted his thoughts.

"That voice... is it a gyrfalcon?"

"Strange, who would come knocking at this hour...? Could it be that Consort Ren has gotten into some serious trouble again?"

Hearing the sound, Lu Feng looked up and immediately stopped his practice, then stepped outside the cave.

After all, he was very familiar with this bird's cry. It not only came from the gyrfalcon he kept, but also from very few people, except for a few of Lu Feng's close friends.

Coo coo coo...!

Just as Lu Feng appeared, a burst of excited bird calls suddenly came from the sky above.

Swish!

The next moment, a small white shadow flew across the sky and then swooped down to land on Lu Feng's right shoulder, as if a servant who had been waiting for many years had finally met its master. It was none other than the gyrfalcon that Lu Feng usually kept.

Moreover, at this moment, a letter was tied to the ankle of the gyrfalcon's left claw, clearly a message sent from afar.

Swish!

Without the slightest hesitation, Lu Feng immediately raised his hand and took the letter from the ankle of the gyrfalcon's left claw, then casually spread it outwards.

"To be opened by Lu Feng himself, may this letter be of utmost importance..."

The handwriting on the letter was very neat and the writing was clear. Although it was only a short sentence, it was easy to understand and was clearly written by a lady from a well-to-do family.

"This is... a letter written by Miss Lu herself?"

However, as Lu Feng continued reading, until he reached the end of the letter, he froze on the spot, his face showing surprise.

"Lu Feng, it's been a long time. I've heard that you've recently made many contributions and received praise from Vice Dean Xia and Elder Liu, among others. I'm very happy for you..."

"However, all good things must come to an end, and now I can no longer continue my cultivation with you and my fellow disciples."

"From this day forward, I will officially withdraw from Falling Star Academy and return to the Lu family of the Southern Yue Kingdom. I hope you will take good care of yourself and live up to the name of a Falling Star disciple. —Lu Xiaoxiang, in your own words!"

The letter contained only a few lines, but it subtly conveyed a sense of regret and resentment, while also revealing the reason why Lu Xiaoxiang sent the letter from afar and the future whereabouts of the recipient.