Chapter 147

"The Heaven-Reliant Sword belongs to water, its nature is yin and cold, it is incomparably sharp, good at cutting, and benefits piercing."

"The Dragon-Slaying Saber belongs to fire, its nature is rigid and fierce, it is domineering and unparalleled, good at chopping, and benefits armor-breaking."

"Water and fire balance each other, yin and yang harmonize... if the spiritual essence of these two divine weapons can be perfectly integrated, and supplemented with my dragon bloodline origin..."

"Perhaps, it really is possible to refine a life-bound magic treasure that integrates offense and defense and has infinite power!"

A moment later, a glimmer of realization flashed in Ning Chuan’s eyes.

He already had a general direction on how to deal with these two divine weapons and how to refine his own life-bound magic treasure.

However, this matter still needed long-term consideration, and it could not be rushed.

After all, refining a magic treasure was no small matter and required a large amount of energy and rare materials.

He lifted his huge dragon head and instructed Xiao Zhao, who was standing respectfully to the side:

"Xiao Zhao, pass down the order, let Dai Dai Qisi send all the rare ores, thousand-year cold iron, and all other heavenly materials and earthly treasures that can be used for refining tools collected in the Ming Cult treasury to me."

"In addition, find me a huge furnace that is strong enough to withstand extremely high temperatures."

"I want to refine a handy weapon for myself."

This was to make preliminary preparations for refining his life-bound magic treasure later.

"Yes! Servant obeys!" Xiao Zhao, upon hearing this, hurriedly responded respectfully, then moved with lotus steps and quickly retreated from the hall to convey Ning Chuan’s order.

Zhou Zhou Zhiruo was still kneeling respectfully in front of Ning Chuan, her head lowered, in a docile manner, waiting for orders.

She knew that her fate now was completely in the hands of this mysterious dragon.

Any resistance or disobedience would only lead to destruction.

Ning Chuan looked at her appearance, and his heart moved slightly.

This Zhou Zhou Zhiruo could be considered a talent worth molding, with a resilient character and quite a bit of wisdom.

If she could be well-trained, she might become a capable general under his command in the future.

He continued to immerse himself in the insights of the way of tool refining.

"Refining a magic treasure, besides good materials and profound techniques, the most critical thing is... fire."

"Ordinary mortal fire simply cannot melt those heavenly materials and earthly treasures, let alone extract the spiritual essence within them."

"Even the fire of true qi condensed by a martial arts Grandmaster is barely enough, with low efficiency and difficulty in sustaining."

"Although I have condensed a dragon core and my demonic power is pure, it seems... I am also missing a life-bound true fire that can be used for alchemy and tool refining?"

Ning Chuan frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.

He thought of the thunder and fire power that filled the sky when he crossed the tribulation earlier.

He thought of the descriptions in the Nine Yin Manual about yin-yang transformation and water-fire balance.

He thought of the innate control over water and yin-cold energy within his own Black Water Mysterious Snake bloodline.

"Water is extremely yin, fire is extremely yang. Yin and yang generate each other, that is the Great Dao."

"Since I can control the Black Water Dragon Breath, can I also... condense a life-bound Dragon Flame that corresponds to it?"

[You deeply comprehend the origin power of your own dragon bloodline, as well as your understanding of the water-fire yin-yang laws...]

[You draw on the mysteries of yin-yang transformation and energy sublimation in the Nine Yin Manual...]

[You combine the endless and vast demonic power within your own demonic core...]

[You successfully reverse and sublimate a portion of the yin-cold demonic power within your body into a rigid and yang destructive flame...]

[You create a life-bound true fire unique to the dragon body—Black Water Dragon Flame!]

Ning Chuan was overjoyed!

Black Water Dragon Flame!

This life-bound true fire, although named "Black Water", was not a true water-attribute flame.

Instead, it was a black flame filled with destructive and purifying power, formed by reversing yin and yang based on his Black Water Mysterious Snake origin demonic power!

Its temperature was high, and its power was strong, far beyond what ordinary flames could compare to!

With this Black Water Dragon Flame, whether he was refining alchemy or tools in the future, it would become extremely convenient and achieve twice the result with half the effort!

Moreover, this Black Water Dragon Flame could also be used as a powerful means to deal with enemies, capable of burning mountains and boiling seas, with infinite power!

Just as Ning Chuan was concentrating on his insights and his strength was further advancing.

The entire Great Ming Wu Lin, and even the surrounding major dynasties, had already been completely hit by a super-level-twelve earthquake because of the heaven-shaking battle that occurred on Brightness Peak!

"Extra! Extra! The results of the Battle of Brightness Peak are out! The coalition of various sects has been completely wiped out! Heavy casualties!"

"The Six Heroes of Wu Dang are severely injured! The Songshan Shaolin high monks are all dead! Emei Sect Leader Abbess Miejue has fallen on the spot!"

"The Divine Sword Xie Xie Xiaofeng and the Demonic Saber Ding Peng, two peerless experts, joined forces and actually couldn’t withstand a single move from the Dragon Island Master of Taohuadao! Both were captured!"

"My god! This... this is too incredible, isn’t it?! Who exactly is that Dragon Island Master?! How could his strength be so terrifying?!"

"Have you heard? That Dragon Island Master, after suppressing the various sects, actually released harsh words!"

"Limiting all sects that participated in the siege of Brightness Peak to three days to send their Sect Masters to Brightness Peak to beg for forgiveness and offer up all their Wu Gong secret manuals!"

"Otherwise, he will personally pay a visit and wipe out their entire sect!"

"Hiss—! This is too domineering, isn’t it?! This is simply not putting the entire world’s Wu Lin in his eyes!"

"More than that! I also heard that even the elusive Middle Divine Master, True Person Wang Wang Chongyang, had previously gone to Taohuadao."

"As a result... it seems he also lost to that Dragon Island Master, not only having to pay with all the Taoist scriptures of the Quanzhen Sect, but even his junior brother, the Old Urchin Zhou Zhou Botong, willingly recognized that dragon as his senior brother!"

"My god! This... this is simply a fantasy! Middle Divine Master True Person Wang is the publicly recognized number one person in the world!"

"Who exactly is this Dragon Island Master of Taohuadao?! Could it be... could it be that he is truly a real dragon descended from the nine heavens?!"

"..."

All kinds of astonishing and inconceivable discussions and speculations were spreading and fermenting wildly throughout the Wu Lin.

Ning Chuan’s prestige in the Great Song Wu Lin was already at its peak, known to everyone.

Now, it was spreading across the entire world with an unstoppable posture!

Making countless Wu Lin people change color at the mention of him and speak of him with awe!

Taohuadao, because of this, became a place filled with mystery and taboo.

At the same time.

Great Ming Dynasty, Songshan Shaolin Temple branch.

Inside the Great Hero Hall, it was gloomy, and the atmosphere was miserable to the extreme.

Dozens of Songshan Shaolin high monks in kasayas were all sorrowful and indignant.

Just a moment ago, they had received a report from disciples who had luckily escaped from Brightness Peak.

Learning the bad news of Abbot Abbot Kongwen’s nirvana and the tragic death of dozens of Songshan Shaolin elite disciples on Brightness Peak!

"Amitabha! Goodness, goodness!"

An old monk over seventy, with white hair and beard, threw the prayer beads in his hand heavily to the ground, his eyes filled with endless anger and grief!

"Abbot Abbot Kongwen died miserably! Dozens of our Songshan Shaolin elite disciples all lost their lives under the claws of that evil dragon!"

"This blood feud is irreconcilable! Our Songshan Shaolin Temple must not let this evil dragon off!"

"That’s right! We must avenge the Abbot and the brothers who died!"

"That evil dragon is cruel and murderous, killing the innocent, no different from the demons of the cult! We righteous sects should join forces to crusade against it and remove this great harm from the Wu Lin!"

"..."

Inside the hall, the crowd was indignant, and all kinds of arguments filled with anger and hatred rose one after another.

Everyone was clamoring to denounce the dragon of Taohuadao and avenge their fallen fellow disciples.

Just then, an old and majestic Buddha name suddenly sounded from the back of the hall:

"Amitabha..."

Three old monks dressed in old yellow monk robes, with withered faces, as if they had long since stopped asking about worldly affairs, but exuding a deep and vast aura, slowly walked out from the back hall.

They were the hidden foundation of the Songshan Shaolin Temple for hundreds of years, the three "Du" generation divine monks who had reached the half-step Land Immortal realm—Du’e, Tribulation Crossing, and Dunan!

"Pay respects to the three uncles!"

Seeing these three legendary divine monks appear, all the Songshan Shaolin monks in the hall were shaken, hurriedly bowing and saluting, their expressions extremely respectful.

Zen Master Du’e’s eyes, which looked turbid but actually contained endless wisdom and vicissitudes, slowly swept over the monks in the hall.

He sighed softly, his voice old and hoarse as he said:

"Foolish children, foolish children..."