Three days later, Upper Pure Qi Flow spilled over the Fish-Dragon Treasure Tripod, white mist rolled and churned, resembling steam about to surge forth, while the single-horned bronze Strange Beast atop the tripod lid issued a deep, low sound from its throat, a reverberation long and lingering. The refining room buzzed ceaselessly.
Zhang Yan sat upright on the cushion at the North Position, hearing the sound without a change in expression. His mind remained as calm as still waters, as the Elixir Evil spun like rolling smoke back and forth within the Fire Pool. The furnace fire remained steady as a water basin—neither blazing nor fading, neither increasing nor diminishing.
Zhao Houzhou looked visibly excited. The previous unusual phenonon was precisely the on that the Dharma Treasure was about to erge, an event known as "Qi Connection"!
After undergoing refinent, this Magic Artifact was akin to being within a womb, now full of Spiritual Energy and stirring with vitality. At the mont of manifestation, one must use spells to rupture the pre-prepared spiritual acupoint, allowing it to inhale and exhale spiritual breath, sense temperature changes, and exchange Qi chanism with heaven and earth.
This was the most critical phase, akin to the cry of an infant upon birth. If this step was not executed successfully, it could lead to total failure, rendering all prior efforts aningless.
In this process, the furnace fire was of utmost importance and could not tolerate even the slightest error.
Zhao Houzhou focused intently ahead. Three days and nights of relentless effort hinged upon this single mont!
He cast several spell gestures into the tripod furnace and finally found a brief mont of respite, turning his gaze toward Zhang Yan.
Throughout these past days, Zhang Yan had remained as composed and carefree as ever, seated steadily, his robe sleeves hanging loose, his deanor calm and untroubled—even his breathing seed almost unchanged.
Zhao Houzhou and She Yutang couldn’t help but admire him, exchanging a knowing glance. This First Grade Elixir Fruit was no ordinary attainnt; its Elixir Evil was vast and inexhaustible. It seed he could continue tending the furnace fire for another few days without issue.
An hour passed, and the white mist grew denser, spreading throughout the room and filling it completely. The silhouette of the towering tripod furnace and the three figures was barely discernible amidst the cloud-like haze. The atmosphere flowed with Spiritual Energy so clear and vibrant, it felt as though one was standing atop so mystical peak.
At this mont, the Fish-Dragon Treasure Tripod began to tremble lightly, emitting sounds akin to deep drumbeats.
As the tripod furnace’s lid lifted, a banner erged from the white mist with a hum, suspended mid-air. Its pole was dark as wood or stone, while the banner’s surface was plain and devoid of patterns—simple and unadorned, seemingly unimpressive.
However, Zhao Houzhou seed entirely unsurprised. He took a deep breath, brought his fingers together, and pointed. A Flying Needle erged, swirling lightly before jabbing a specific point on the banner. With a hiss, as though bursting a hidden air bladder, the banner jolted mightily, followed by a rapid succession of crackling sounds, like firecrackers. Monts later, the banner began to move on its own, unfurling and standing upright in mid-air, imdiately radiating a bright light several inches long. The light shifted in color, flowing brilliantly.
Zhao Houzhou’s eyes glead with unrestrained joy as he suddenly stood up from the cushion. With a wave of his hand, the banner seed to receive a command, flying directly toward him. Grasping the pole, he used one hand to gently brush over the banner’s surface, finding it etched with countless Cloud Pattern talismans he didn’t recognize. The banner’s colors shimred with a rich depth, unmistakably marking it as an extraordinary item.
He sighed deeply and said, "I had hoped rely for a Protective Magical Artifact, and yet today, a High Grade Spiritual Device has been refined—truly a blessing from heaven."
Today was Zhang Yan’s first ti undertaking the Sacrificial Refinent of a Magic Artifact, and he hadn’t expected the resultant item to be a High Grade Spiritual Device. He felt montarily surprised, but upon reflecting, he understood. Within the Zhao You Heavenly Pond, Spiritual Energy was abundant. Coupled with the Fish-Dragon Cauldron’s aid and the assistance of Zhao and She from the side, such a result was only natural.
She Yutang softly reminded, "Senior Brother, without Zhang Daoist’s help, how could we have succeeded in refining this Dharma Treasure? Truthfully, Zhang Daoist’s contributions were the greatest."
Zhao Houzhou instantly snapped out of his thoughts. His earlier comnts had been spoken in the heat of the mont without much consideration. Though artifact refining required fortunate timing, location advantage, and human effort, there was no question that Zhang Yan was the chief contributor to this success. Feeling sowhat embarrassed, he quickly bowed deeply and apologized, saying, "Daoist Zhang, today’s success in refining this Dharma Treasure is entirely thanks to your efforts. My montary lapse was unintentional. I hope you won’t take offense."
Zhao Houzhou’s unguarded nature ant his delight was purely an expression of True Nature. Zhang Yan naturally wouldn’t concern himself with such matters. He stood up, smiled, and returned the courtesy, saying, "Fellow Daoists, you praise too much. This was rely a small gesture on my part, truly nothing worth ntioning."
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