Mortal Mirror

“How powerful? Just how powerful? Can you please just spit it out?” Li Ergou was a little annoyed.

Seeing Li Ergou getting angry, the Feathered Serpent didn't dare to beat around the bush anymore and could only say, “Before I was suppressed, my cultivation had already reached the realm of a Lesser Demon Emperor. At that time, I was at the crucial moment of breaking through to become a Great Demon Emperor, alas.

But it doesn't matter. Although my cultivation was greatly crippled, and after being suppressed for so many years, my cultivation continued to decline, even so, I now have the strength of a peak Second-Order, Fourth Realm Demon King. Give me time, and anything is possible.

After all, I am the Zhuyin Feathered Serpent, possessing the bloodline of the Candle Dragon!”

Fourth Realm, that's similar to my cultivation, but this guy's bloodline is powerful and cannot be compared to ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators.

What a pity, to fall from the peak of the Ninth Realm to this level, it's truly pitiful. But then again, if this guy can restore his peak combat power, wouldn't I have an incredibly powerful subordinate in the future?

When fighting people, I can just release him, and I probably wouldn't even need to take action myself. Just thinking about that scene makes him feel delighted.

Therefore, the priority is still to help this guy restore his cultivation.

“Alright, since that's the case, I'll give you more than half of the Yin water in this pool. As for the rest, my ghost underlings still need to use it. Their cultivation is too low and they must improve.”

Upon hearing this, the Zhuyin Feathered Serpent hurriedly agreed. It opened its mouth and sucked up most of the water in the pool, then ran towards the outside of the pit, leaving behind a weathered voice: “Master, I'll go find a place to restore my body first.”

Li Ergou shook his head slightly, not knowing whether what he had done was right or wrong.

Looking at the remaining Yin water, Li Ergou let the Five Ghosts in to divide it. These little guys are loyal enough, but their cultivation is too lacking. If they don't work hard, they won't be able to keep up with his pace.

The Five Ghosts took the Yin water and were naturally overjoyed, even more grateful to Li Ergou.

At this time, Li Ergou took out the golden wings. Today, this was what he wanted to do most: to refine a pair of flying magical artifacts for himself.

He took out the wings, four wings emitting golden light. This was the pair of wings he had found at the bottom of the sheepskin cave. Alice once said that this should be the wings of an alien with a divine halo, reaching the Tenth Realm.

It can be seen that this pair of wings is extraordinary. On the light golden feathers, there are dark golden mysterious patterns engraved.

Li Ergou is not very proficient in the art of refining weapons, so he can only simply refine this item. After all, if he were to give such a treasure to others to refine, he wouldn't feel at ease. If something goes wrong, there would be no one to reason with.

At this moment, with a wave of his hand, several books fell in front of him, all about weapon refining. He picked them up and read them all, gaining some understanding of weapon refining. In fact, weapon refining is much simpler than alchemy.

Therefore, he dared to try it out.

Because he was refining a magical artifact, he didn't need to have a deep foundation. If he didn't refine it well, it wouldn't matter much. At worst, the quality of the magical artifact would be a little worse.

He frowned slightly and said, “What? You can tell? Could it be that you also know how to refine weapons?”

Li Ergou was just asking casually, but he didn't expect the Nascent Soul Corpse Fiend to say, “Master may not know, but I have retained some of my memories from my previous life.

I remember that in the sect, I was a disciple who cultivated the art of weapon refining.”

Li Ergou's eyes lit up, thinking, isn't this like having a pillow when you're sleepy?

He hurriedly beckoned him down. Having never asked this person's name, he immediately asked, “What is your name?”

The Nascent Soul Corpse Fiend said, “This humble one's name is Jiang Chen.”

“Jiang Chen, good, good, good. Then quickly tell me, how should these feathers be refined? I want to refine a flying magical artifact.”

Jiang Chen immediately began to talk to Li Ergou.

The more Li Ergou listened, the more surprised he became, and the happier he became. He didn't expect that there were so many things to consider when truly refining a magical artifact. After a series of discussions.

Li Ergou decided to refine the wings together with Jiang Chen. Li Ergou used his Dan fire to refine them, and Jiang Chen used corpse fire to burn them, waiting for the wings.

When the holy light on the wings turned into a crystal-like glaze, and the feathers faded from their golden luster to jade white, the two began to work together to engrave various runes and formations on the wings.

Finally, they continued to refine them with Dan fire until the entire wing was refined into a golden liquid.

At this moment, various materials were added, the bones of demon beasts, various spiritual ores, all refined into it.

After finishing all this, the Corpse Fiend asked Li Ergou to continue refining, and he went to set up a Yin-Yang Qiankun Reversal Formation, then placed this golden light in the center of the formation, and then used endless Yin energy to continue refining the golden light.

Li Ergou and the Corpse Fiend needed to constantly inscribe runes on the golden light.

The inscribed runes were the Big Dipper Heart Sutra and the Yin-Yang Sutra. These two scriptures could allow the wings to absorb the nourishing energy of heaven and earth and the power of the stars, so that once used, the energy consumed by the user would be reduced, and the speed could be increased to the fastest.

Thus, it took Li Ergou a full three days.

When the last rune was engraved on the golden light, a golden beam of light burst out from the golden light, soaring into the sky and stirring the Yin Qi mist above into a ball.

The Corpse Fiend immediately said, “Master, quickly drip a drop of your blood into it, and then start shaping it.”

Li Ergou didn't hesitate, forced out a drop of his essence blood and hit it into the golden light. The golden light absorbed the essence blood, and countless blood-colored lines began to appear on the golden body.

Li Ergou immediately felt a bloodline connection with this group of golden light.

At this moment, with a thought, he wrapped towards the golden light, and with a few hand gestures, the golden light instantly flew in front of him.

He moved his mind again, and the golden light flew behind him, falling on his back, and then the golden light group melted away, flowing down his spine.

Finally, it attached to it, and even merged into his bones.

Li Ergou moved his mind again, and a pair of golden light wings began to transform behind him, turning into a size of ten feet in the blink of an eye.

Li Ergou was not very satisfied, and with a thought, he stretched the light wings to the extreme, and the light wings became larger again, eventually becoming huge wings with a wingspan of thirty feet.

It's just that now this pair of wings only has a silhouette.

Li Ergou continued to shape it, and it can be seen that on the light golden wings, feathers began to appear one by one, each feather as real as it could be, as if made of gold.

After a while, the entire wing was like a real wing, golden and dazzling, extremely beautiful.

Thus, Li Ergou pinched his fingers and chanted a spell, and as the last word of his spell burst out.

Countless golden runes suddenly jumped out of the entire light wing, and they surrounded the edge of the wing, like streamers.

It's done, with a thought from Li Ergou, the wings fluttered, and with a whoosh, he flew out of the Ten Thousand Graves Abyss.