Chapter 955: Forging the Strongest Great Wing

Near the end of the first year of the Xia calendar, snow fell upon the human Imperial Capital.

Yet here in Seven Blood Eyes, winter always seemed to arrive late; throughout the four seasons, rain was the norm.

Even at the year's end, it was no different.

The falling rain shrouded the harbor; looking out, one saw a hazy curtain of rain, hurried pedestrians, and boats arriving from afar—all of this sketched out a canvas named beauty.

The sound of rain hitting oil-paper umbrellas, a pitter-patter, was delicate and gentle, like heavenly music, brushing lightly against the heartstrings of the people.

It was as if it were the sky’s deep confession of love to the earth, and the clouds’ endless attachment to all living things.

Amidst such rhythm and cadence, Xu Qing walked through the rain and arrived at his own Port 176, where, in a vast warehouse area, he saw Zhang San squatting under the eaves, smoking a pipe like an old farmer.

Beside him was another acquaintance.

Chen Erniu was also squatting there, wringing out his hair, which had been soaked by the rain, while saying something.

Noticing Xu Qing’s arrival, Chen Erniu raised a hand to greet him, while Zhang San’s eyes lit up; he stood up swiftly, put away his pipe, instinctively rubbed his hands, and grinned, revealing a simple, honest smile.

This kind of smile was Zhang San’s instinct; he only did this when facing enemies or important figures.

Clearly, the current Xu Qing was both familiar and strange to Zhang San.

Familiar was the memory of the early years; strange was the increasingly astonishing cultivation base and status.

"Xu..."

Zhang San hesitated, not quite knowing how to address him.

"Senior Brother Zhang San."

Before Zhang San could consider what form of address was more appropriate, Xu Qing had already spoken with a smile.

As he spoke, he walked under the eaves and squatted down as well.

It was just like when Chen Erniu had brought Xu Qing to meet Zhang San for the first time back then.

Zhang San smiled, while Chen Erniu looked into the distance, searched around, and let out a sound of indignation.

"Where is that old bird Huang Yan? He isn't with you? Let me tell you, Little Ah Qing, that old bird is really not a good bird!"

Chen Erniu huffed.

Xu Qing thought for a moment and spoke softly.

"Senior Brother, with Huang Yan’s cultivation, even if he isn't here, he should be able to hear your words."

Upon hearing this, Chen Erniu’s eyes widened, and he spoke loudly.

"This is Seven Blood Eyes. I have my Junior Sister, I have my Master; as the dignified First Prince of the Seventh Peak of Seven Blood Eyes, would I be afraid of a bird?"

Whether it was a coincidence or not, the moment Chen Erniu finished speaking, the firmament roared, lightning flashed, and a deafening sound erupted.

Chen Erniu’s expression turned to one of shock.

Zhang San felt a bit of a headache; the Captain had arrived this morning, and after arriving, he had squatted there complaining for a long time. Zhang San didn't want to offend either side, so seeing Xu Qing arrive, he hurriedly changed the subject.

"Xu Qing, I heard from the Captain that you went to the Outer Seas before?"

Xu Qing nodded, raised his hand, and with a wave, took out the Great Wing, which had collapsed and broken into pieces, and with a boom, it landed in the warehouse courtyard.

It occupied ninety percent of the courtyard.

Although the Great Wing had collapsed, the aura of the divine creature’s flesh and blood upon it, mixed with the foreign substances from the Outer Seas, emitted a thick black mist, like demons and monsters within, spreading hideously.

It looked extremely ferocious; the falling rain was swallowed by this black mist, and it rapidly encroached upon the surroundings.

Everywhere it passed turned pitch black.

Zhang San felt a jolt in his heart.

Xu Qing raised his hand and pressed down lightly; instantly, the black mist emitted by the Great Wing was compressed, eventually ceasing to spread, and was gradually wiped away.

"Senior Brother Zhang San, the Great Wing is broken; do you have a plan for repairs?"

Xu Qing looked at Zhang San.

Xu Qing admired Zhang San’s professionalism, and his Dharma boat had always been handled by Zhang San from beginning to end. Although Zhang San’s cultivation base meant he could no longer handle it personally, his understanding of Dharma boats allowed him to provide a preliminary plan.

Zhang San looked at the Great Wing, gazing at the broken traces, and gasped.

"This looks like it was bitten apart by a giant mouth..."

Xu Qing nodded, and Chen Erniu coughed.

"San San, your judgment is correct. Indeed, a great beast swallowed me and Little Ah Qing along with this Great Wing. Well, I was the one who summoned it."

Chen Erniu said proudly.

Watching the Senior Brother’s smug look, Xu Qing was speechless, though there did seem to be some truth to the other’s words.

Zhang San’s eyes widened upon hearing this, then he shook his head; he felt it was better not to know too much about the experiences of Xu Qing and the Captain.

After all, for many things, the very act of knowing carried danger.

"My small frame isn't suited for getting involved."

Zhang San was very satisfied with his current life in Seven Blood Eyes, with its immense background; he had his own harbor, endless spirit stones, and had even developed many Dao companions within the sect.

Furthermore, few dared to offend him.

He was content with such days.

He didn't want to court death.

Thus, he didn't take up the Captain’s words but stepped out, arriving on the Great Wing in one step, and began to inspect it from within.

A moment later, relying on his expertise, Zhang San returned under the eaves after a rough inspection, took a puff from his pipe, and sighed at Xu Qing.

"Basically, it’s all unusable. Even if dismantled, the materials have been severely corroded."

"Xu Qing, I am powerless to help."

Xu Qing’s gaze fell upon the broken Great Wing, and he pondered for a while.

"Senior Brother Zhang San, what if we build a new one?"

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Zhang San shook his head.

"Ordinary Great Wings are of no great significance given your cultivation base."

"As for extraordinary Great Wings, the required materials must be of extremely high quality, but I cannot process materials that are too high-level, unless someone can help and you also participate."

"So that is secondary."

"Ultimately, it comes down to materials. Simple divine creature flesh is no longer enough; we need higher-level or even god-level flesh. You might possess it, but most importantly, you need a powerful carrier as a foundation."

"But I cannot think of anything that can carry god-level flesh."

Zhang San said helplessly.

Xu Qing pondered.

Chen Erniu, beside him, had his eyes light up.

"That mountain in the Holy Land could work! Little Ah Qing, I still suggest we write a letter in the Master’s name and demand it from the Empress!"

Zhang San nodded upon hearing this; although he had never seen the Holy Mountain of the Holy Land, according to his understanding, he certainly believed that the materials forming the Holy Land must be perfect and meet the requirements.

Xu Qing thought for a moment, raised his hand to put away the broken Great Wing, and then flicked his sleeve, taking out a piece of flesh.

This was the flesh left behind by Fuxie.

Gazing at this flesh for a moment, Xu Qing squeezed his palm with force; the flesh instantly collapsed, and a gray light flew out from within, transforming into a broken tower that landed in the courtyard.

It was precisely the mysterious broken tower Xu Qing had discovered and hidden in on the seabed previously.

Back then, this tower had been taken into the flesh by Fuxie. When Xu Qing escaped from Yu Liuchen and subsequently collected Fuxie’s flesh, he hadn't taken the tower out.

After all, with Xu Qing’s current ability, he couldn't store it; it was better to leave it inside Fuxie’s flesh.

Now that he had taken it out, Xu Qing looked at Zhang San.

"How about this?"

Before Zhang San could speak, Chen Erniu’s eyes instantly narrowed, somewhat moved; he felt the terrifying aura of this broken tower and saw the aura of the Holy Heaven Divine Vine upon it, so he clicked his tongue.

"This is a good thing!"

As he spoke, the Holy Heaven Divine Vine within his body appeared, heading straight for the broken tower, circling around it and emitting emotional fluctuations.

Xu Qing’s Divine Vine also flew out at this moment, winding around it as well.

Resonating with Chen Erniu’s vine, starlight flashed from both vines for a time, and even the broken tower itself was affected, flashing with starlight.

Zhang San also had a grave expression; after stepping forward to observe it carefully, the more he looked, the more shocked he became. Finally, with Xu Qing’s tacit approval and the help of the Divine Vines, he walked into the bubble of the broken tower.

Returning a moment later, his mind was roaring, his eyes glowing, and he muttered to himself.

"Unknown material, and it doesn't look like it was refined by man; it is highly likely a natural object!"

"The aura emitted from it is like the primordial era, ancient and incomparable, and it seems to share the same origin as your two vines!"

"A good thing, a peerless object without equal. As for the specifics, it needs to be studied carefully."

Having finished, Zhang San took a deep breath and looked at Xu Qing.

"Xu Qing, my intuition tells me that if there is a way to refine this object, then the warship built... will definitely be astonishing."

"Even if it cannot be refined, its reference value is immense, plus your vines... I need to ponder this carefully. Additionally, I need to ask Lord Yan Huang for help."

Upon hearing this, Xu Qing took out a sound-transmission jade slip and sent a message to Huang Yan.

A moment later, amidst the grumbling in Chen Erniu’s heart, Huang Yan arrived.

As soon as the two met, they both glared at each other.

Xu Qing hurriedly stepped forward, walking between the two, and Zhang San also hurriedly spoke, explaining the matter of building a new Great Wing for Xu Qing.

After listening, Huang Yan’s gaze fell upon the broken tower, and after pondering for a while, he nodded.

"Need my fire? No problem."

Just as Zhang San was about to agree, Chen Erniu coughed from the side and looked at Zhang San.

"San San, to build a new Great Wing for Little Ah Qing, don't we also need some cold power?"

Under Chen Erniu’s gaze, Zhang San hesitated, but in the end, he could only agree.

Thus, Chen Erniu and Huang Yan glared at each other once more, and finally, with the mediation of Zhang San and Xu Qing, they began preparations to refine the Remnant Tower.

As for Xu Qing forging the Great Wings, this matter was a top-tier event within Seven Blood Eyes, and since Zhang San’s strength alone was clearly insufficient, under the decree of the Second Senior Sister, all the artifact refiners of Seven Blood Eyes rushed over one after another.

The final location for the forging was chosen in an open area of the forbidden zone.

There, hundreds of thousands of artifact-refining cultivators began the forging of Xu Qing’s Great Wings.

During this period, there was little need for Xu Qing; he only needed to leave the Divine Vine behind.

And so, for a time, Xu Qing instead became the person with the most free time.

He simply spent some time guiding the cultivation of the Little Mute, while also conducting several public lectures within Seven Blood Eyes.

He shared his insights on cultivation with the disciples of Seven Blood Eyes, while simultaneously guiding and answering the questions and doubts the disciples encountered in their practice.

Just like that, a month passed.

On this morning, Xu Qing, who was sitting cross-legged in his cave dwelling, received a voice transmission from Zhang San.

"Xu Qing, your Great Wings are roughly finished. The process was both smooth and not smooth; you... will know once you come to see."

Xu Qing immediately stood up and walked out of his cave dwelling. Just as he was about to head over, he felt something, looked up at the sky, and a smile appeared on his face.

In the distant sky, a long rainbow pierced through the air, heading straight for the Seventh Peak.

Inside the long rainbow were two figures.

One was a middle-aged man, the other a young girl.

The middle-aged man was Ninth Grandfather, and the girl was... Linger.

"Brother Xu Qing."

Linger’s cheerful, sweet voice, like a silver bell, drifted over from afar.

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