This treasure is Heaven and Earth’s creation, a small glazed flying ship containing overwhelming waves of the Canghai; inexhaustible, never exhausted.
A cup of Canghai, enough to offer to the world.
Even the Ancient Immorial Pill Master couldn’t completely refine it, as the Hongng Heavenly Might of the Canglang Glaze Cup is terrifyingly formidable. Unless one reaches the Holy Ancestor Realm, no one can refine it.
Now, this Canglang Glaze Cup is sealed in the important land of the Qing Family, and the Qing Family mbers are unable to refine it; they can only offer it in tribute, relying on the Spiritual Talisman to draw energy.
Each Glazed Glass Spirit Talisman contains the overwhelming Canglang water torrents that can subrge the land and sweep away everything - its power is truly terrifying.
At the sa ti, the Canglang water vapor from this Glazed Glass Spirit Talisman is also an excellent material for alchemy and tempering fires. Therefore, the pills refined by the Qing Family are far superior to those of ordinary alchemists.
Relying on the Heaven’s Might of the Canglang Glaze Cup, the Qing Family holds such an esteed position in Boundary City.
At this mont, the Qing Family Elders have presented the Glazed Glass Spirit Talisman, clearly fearing that sothing unexpected has happened at the Ancestral Land.
The Canglang water vapor alone can only temper fires; if one truly wants to refine pills, they still need the seed of the immortal flas.
And the Purple Cloud Cold Fla in the Ancestral Land is the core seed of the Qing Family’s fire, crucial for the family’s future prosperity, absolutely not to be lost.
Nurous Qing Family elites quickly surrounded the Ancestral Land.
The elder of Qing Family gripped the Glazed Glass Spirit Talisman, advancing with seven or eight elites into the mulberry woods.
At this ti, Ye Chen, Qing Qiuyun, and You Ying Ghost Weasel had already arrived at the core of the Ancestral Land.
A huge altar stands here, forged entirely from stone, exuding an ancient aura.
Chains continuously intertwine on the altar.
A violet-white fla blazes fiercely, imprisoned on top of the altar.
The violet-white fla seems to have a spirituality, continually jumping and struggling, attempting to escape and fly away, but countless chains surrounding it tightly imprison it, preventing any chance of escape.
"Is this the Purple Cloud Cold Fla?"
Ye Chen paused, gazing at the strand of violet-white fla, feeling a slight chill mixed with terrifying heat wafting over.
This violet-white fla is extraordinarily unique, apart from its intense heat, it possesses an extrely cold aura.
As the fla churned, streams of purple runes and white runes incessantly erged, only to be instantly crushed by the chains.
"Sir, that is the Purple Cloud Cold Fla."
"I’ve been lurking here, absorbing fire lotus seeds and Fire Spirit Fruits nurtured by the spiritual energy of the Purple Cloud Cold Fla, but I haven’t touched the Divine Fire itself. Please be assured to refine it, sir."
You Ying Ghost Weasel looked respectful, knowing that ordinary people find refining Divine Fire very challenging, requiring profoundly high bloodline aptitude and imnsely complex procedures.
Yet, it is an Ancient Great Calamity, with strong bloodline, unafraid of backlash from the Divine Fire.
Having lurked for so long without touching the Divine Fire’s core was due to fear of being discovered by the Qing Family.
After all, the Qing Family is an ancient Dao of Alchemy lineage, protected by the Canglang Glaze Cup.
Once the Qing Family deploys the Canglang Glaze Cup, the Hongng Heavenly Might suppresses it, even ten lives wouldn’t be enough for it to survive.
"Disciple, do you really want to give the Purple Cloud Cold Fla?"
Ye Chen gazed at Qing Qiuyun with gravity in his eyes as he asked.
The Purple Cloud Cold Fla is no trivial matter; it is the Qing Family’s core ancestral fla, and Ye Chen wouldn’t dare collect it casually.
"Yes, Master, quickly collect it, anyway, nobody in my family can refine it. Instead of letting it go to waste, it’s better to give it to you."
Qing Qiuyun’s eyes were burning, knowing if Ye Chen refined the Purple Cloud Cold Fla, his alchemy standards would greatly improve, skyrocketing their opportunity to dominate at the Pill Venerate Conference happening in two days.
Ye Chen furrowed his brows, aware that if he refined the Qing Family’s ancestral fla, he would forever offend Qing Zhenzhong.
"Sir, soone is coming, quickly make a decision."
You Ying Ghost Weasel’s ear twitched, hearing the sounds of people, clearly indicating the Qing Family’s elites had broken in. If delayed further, escape might not be feasible.
After all, with the Hongng Treasure in Qing Family’s hands, should the mighty waves of Canglang Glaze Cup descend, all of heaven, earth, and mountains could be destroyed, beyond human resistance.
"I can’t accept this Purple Cloud Cold Fla!"
Ye Chen took a deep breath, his gaze resolute, as he made up his mind.
"Master, what did you say?"
Qing Qiuyun was suddenly stunned.
"Disciple, you can’t be too capricious, this Purple Cloud Cold Fla is your family’s ancestral fla. If you hand it to outsiders and your father finds out, what will you say?"
Ye Chen looked solemn, although he desired the Purple Cloud Cold Fla, the issue remained; this is the Qing Family’s ancestral fla. If he collects it, Qing Qiuyun would be dood as the family’s sinner.
Co the ti Qing Family demands answers, no matter how much Qing Qiuyun’s father loves her, he wouldn’t forgive her.
"But, Master, you aren’t considered an outsider!"
Qing Qiuyun was anxious, never perceiving Ye Chen as an outsider.
"Your father won’t think the sa way, let’s leave swiftly."
Ye Chen shook his head, hearing advancing footsteps outside; he instantly intended to leave, avoiding any battle.
Crack!
Crack!
Crack!
Suddenly, at this mont, the chains on the altar began to break.
The Purple Cloud Cold Fla struggled continuously, unexpectedly shattering the chains that restrained it, with strands of fla exploding, akin to a volcanic eruption, emanating rumbling sounds, eventually transforming into a massive fire column soaring into the sky.
"Master, it’s terrible, the Purple Cloud Cold Fla broke free from the seal!"
Qing Qiuyun’s beautiful face turned utterly panic-stricken seeing this scene.
Since the fall of the Ancient Immorial Pill Master, the Purple Cloud Cold Fla had been imprisoned here; with endless years passing, the seals had loosened and trendous energy accumulated within it.
Additionally, so ti ago, the lurking You Ying Ghost Weasel near the altar continuously absorbed the aura of the Purple Cloud Cold Fla, stimulating it, leading to the eruption now.
Rumble!
Overwhelming firelight roared incessantly, shaking visibly.
Outside the mulberry woods, nurous Qing Family elites witnessed the soaring fire column at the core of the Ancestral Land, instantly shocked.
"Sothing happened to the ancestral fla!"
The Qing Family elder was equally stunned, hastily quickening his pace to investigate along with the entourage.
Beside the Ancestral Land altar, Ye Chen, Qing Qiuyun, and You Ying Ghost Weasel all focused their gaze on the Purple Cloud Cold Fla.
In their astonished gaze, the Purple Cloud Cold Fla "whooshed," transforming into a Streaming Light, floating toward the sky.
"Sir, it’s terrible, the Divine Fire wants to escape!"
"Sir, a Heavenly Gift not taken leads to regret! The heavens are offering this Divine Fire for you; quickly suppress it!"
You Ying Ghost Weasel called out, with the Purple Cloud Cold Fla exhibiting spirituality; now freed from its seal, it seeks to flee.
If the Purple Cloud Cold Fla escapes, this precious Divine Fire will be utterly lost, never retrievable.
Suppression!
Only Ye Chen can subdue this fla, control and refine it.
"It appears this is a Heavenly Gift; it seems I’m unable to reject it."
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