Chapter 120: Refining Artifacts Again, Hundred Flowers Ring

Store the Dragon Blood Rice well; this thing is very precious, Chen Chuyang doesn't want to suffer any loss.

Dragon Tooth Rice, now he doesn't even look at it.

Dragon Tooth Rice: Pah, a fickle scumbag.

The two went up the mountain and arrived at Chen Chuyang's residence. Long Ming walked around; every time she came, she walked a circuit, looking here and there. The house was very clean, not the messy dirt she had imagined; one could tell someone had cleaned it, and it was obvious who did it—her son certainly wouldn't be that diligent, nor so meticulous.

All the surrounding flora had been arranged in perfect order, far neater than at the start. She could see the changes to Longshe Shan; her son had done an excellent job remodeling the mountain, which gradually took on the semblance of a blessed cave paradise. Given her son time, perhaps he could truly fashion a perfect immortal's blessed land.

Chen Chuyang sat outside, took out the Giant Fire Alchemy Furnace, began to close his eyes and nurture his spirit, adjusting his essence, energy, and spirit. He was about to start refining a spiritual artifact; naturally, he needed to regulate his breathing beforehand, making the best possible preparation.

After half an hour, Chen Chuyang exhaled, took out the materials, and a new idea formed in his mind—a prototype for the spiritual artifact he would craft for his mother: a bangle-like artifact specialized in defense, yet also capable of offense.

Its defensive capability accounts for a large proportion, and it is refined following the principles of defensive weapons, ensuring his mother's personal safety.

The bangle looks good, is practical, and most importantly, is inconspicuous, allowing a strike when someone is off guard.

Ignite, burn.

Earth Fire burns, the flames inside the Alchemy Furnace rapidly rise, and the materials are added.

Chen Chuyang refines step by step, his motions neither hurried nor slow, with a rhythmic input.

Every action has a set rule and time limit; it is not haphazardly done.

Among the various materials, there is also a sequence; different orders of input lead to different outcomes.

It can also cause an explosion, resulting in a failed refinement.

The principle is similar to that of pill refining; if an explosion truly occurs, artifact refining is far more serious than pill refining.

One must be extremely careful; even Chen Chuyang dares not be careless.

After Long Ming walked around, she came out and saw her son beginning to refine the spiritual artifact. She stood at a distance, guarding him, not allowing any creature to approach. Although there were hardly any creatures here, only the fish in the fish pond, outsiders could not enter Longshe Shan; the only thing that could affect him seemed to be herself. Long Ming was self-aware, so she said nothing and did not disturb her son.

Long Ming knows the dangers of artifact refining, and stays as far away as possible.

She kept her distance from her son, found a spot, and sat down.

Time passed, minute by minute, second by second.

Long Ming's gaze remained on her son; that Alchemy Furnace was very dilapidated, and even after being repaired, it remained the same.

"Refining artifacts doesn't seem so hard either."

Watching her son's operation, Long Ming thought, "I could do it too."

It was the first time she had seen someone refine a weapon, and it didn't look difficult.

Such a thought rose in her mind; she herself found it laughable—if it were really that easy to refine, then……

"Is that Earth Fire?"

"When did my son swallow Earth Fire?"

"Hiss, this level of fire control is not simple."

Long Ming saw the Earth Fire, with no difference; Earth Fire is relatively easy to obtain.

For refining pills and artifacts, many people use Pill Fire; Pill Fire is relatively mild and can be controlled.

Some choose Earth Fire; Earth Fire is fierce, uncontrollable, and its temperature is uneven.

The risk is high; generally, only major factions, using a volcano as a base, alter it with great divine powers, set up formations to suppress the Earth Fire, and extract it for refining.

Some also swallow Earth Fire, replacing Pill Fire; this step is extremely dangerous—any carelessness can lead to death and the disappearance of one's Dao.

Moreover, Earth Fire contains immense killing qi; these killing qi inflict great harm on body and soul.

There are also Heavenly Fires; this type is rare, wields boundless power, is difficult to swallow, and the human body cannot contain it.

Besides that, there are also Beast Fires.

Obtaining Beast Fire is also not easy; it possesses bestial nature and the will of demonic beasts. If a demon beast willingly offers it, it is relatively safe; forcibly seizing it makes it hard to absorb.

No matter which kind, they all come with danger.

Only one's own Pill Fire is the safest.

It is also the choice of most people.

Speaking of fire, one must mention fire control; fire control is the basic skill of artifact refiners and pill refiners, which they must master and execute with meticulous precision.

Her son Chen Chuyang's fire control is very strong, far surpassing anyone she has seen playing with fire.

She remembers her son clearly did not know how to play with fire, nor had he cultivated any techniques in this area.

When did her son's fire control become so formidable? Those flames are like his own arms, wielded with ease.

"My son certainly has plenty of secrets."

"It seems I still don't understand him enough."

The more Long Ming looked, the more she felt she didn't understand her little son; inside, she also felt guilty.

After her little son grew up, he moved out on his own, rarely living together with them.

They also wanted him to return home, but Chen Chuyang was unwilling, so they let him be.

Watching her son refining the artifact, his technique was skilled, and the flames surrounding him were perfectly controlled.

Without countless repetitions of training, this step could not be achieved.

Long Ming felt a bit heartbroken.

"Chuyang."

Inside, she was moved.

Her son alone on Longshe Shan must have endured much hardship.

Chen Chuyang does not know his mother's thoughts; otherwise he would likely have directly cried poor and demanded a sum of spirit stones.

Another two hours passed.

Chen Chuyang's refining came to a stop.

The Earth Fire inside the Giant Fire Alchemy Furnace ceased burning.

Inside, the spiritual artifact is gestating, only the final step remains.

Long Ming stood up, his gaze fixed on the interior of the alchemy furnace.

"Is it going to succeed?"

He involuntarily clenched his fists, staring at the alchemy furnace before him; success or failure hinges on this attempt.

After half an hour of nurturing, the alchemy furnace fell completely still; Chen Chuyang raised his right hand: "Open."

The lid opened, and a bracelet appeared in midair.

It was carved with various flower patterns, like a flower itself, a bracelet blending many petals.

He beckoned.

The bracelet landed in Chen Chuyang's palm, still scorching hot.

Chen Chuyang touched it, the heat faded, revealing the bracelet's true appearance.

The flower carving, like a work of art.

Beautiful and dazzling.

"The medium-grade spiritual artifact Hundred Flowers Ring, usable for both attack and defense, offense and defense united, a defensive spiritual artifact."

Hundred Flowers Ring, refining succeeded.

Medium-grade spiritual artifacts are all under Chen Chuyang's control.

"Mother, give."

Long Ming eagerly acknowledged mastery, imprinting a soul seal; from then on the Hundred Flowers Ring had an owner.

The White Flower Ring spun in midair, enveloping the mother, forming a protective shield.

Then it began to spin again, like a weapon, spinning attacks as desired.

The Hundred Flowers Ring dancing in midair possessed considerable power.

"Mother, be careful, don't destroy things recklessly."

This is a medium-grade spiritual artifact, its destructive power is strong, not comparable to a magic artifact.

A casual move would shake Longshe Shan.

"Understood, I will pay attention."

The mother loved it dearly, as if caressing her own child.

She loved this spiritual artifact too much; the Hundred Flowers Ring, beautiful and powerful combined, won her heart.