Chapter 687: True Dragon Flesh, Bathing Fire Soup; Flying Immortal Tea, Day Corona Elixir

Qian Yan Shixiong Chen watched Ning Ning Qingchen holding Feng Shi, this large yellow chicken clearly had never been deprived of good food while staying by her side, and had grown even fatter.

Beneath its pale golden feathers, its plump flesh seemed to glisten, as if a single squeeze could yield oil!

Qian Yan Shixiong Chen had just been talking about meat; seeing this scene, he involuntarily swallowed a mouthful of saliva…

Seeing Qian Yan Shixiong Chen's Adam's apple bob, Feng Shi, who had been lounging lazily in Ning Ning Qingchen's arms, suddenly widened its tiny eyes with sharp alertness.

It stood up, nervously scratching the ground with its claws, glaring fiercely at Qian Yan Shixiong Chen, a flicker of golden light flashing in its pea-sized eyes!

Ning Ning Qingchen, puzzled, looked down and saw Feng Shi's feathers fluffed up, showing clear hostility toward Qian Yan Shixiong Chen; she quickly stroked its fleshy crest and smiled to soothe it: "How can you not recognize him? In the past, you were eager to follow Brother Qian Yan Shixiong wherever he went! Now you've developed a temper?"

Feng Shi let out a low gurgle.

Back then I was naive, thinking anyone who fed me was good—but now I suspect this man has ulterior motives…

Maybe I was just too thin before! He wants to fatten me up before eating me!

"Pfft!" Ning Ning Qingchen covered her mouth and laughed. "Don't imagine such things, Feng Shi. Brother Qian Yan Shixiong is a man of noble bearing—how could he possibly harbor such thoughts? Besides, he's long since abandoned grain; haven't you seen him slay countless True Dragons? He doesn't even taste True Dragon meat—why would he covet your flesh?"

Qian Yan Shixiong Chen nodded beside her: True Dragon meat is too dry! It has extremely low fat content, and those dragon clans love to forge their bodies into hardened vessels.

The meat is tough, dry, and stringy—it won't taste good.

Of course, True Dragon is a top-tier sea delicacy, but it must be cooked in a special way. Though Qian Yan Shixiong Chen excels at fire, he is a pill-refining master, not a chef skilled in seasoning. Now he plans to wait until we reach Northern Wei and hire a monk from the Xiangguo Temple to cook the True Dragon—then I'll surely treat you, Sister Ning, to a cup of Dragon Soup.

"I've recently comprehended the Jin Wu Bathing in Flame Scripture—I can use the Daoist Yangshen's Flame to burn Feng Shi's body!"

"By combining the body's essence and blood with the Sun's Taiyin Zhenhuo, we can awaken Feng Shi's ancient bloodline, triggering a transformation of its spirit, and the remaining essence will coalesce into an egg! This fire-rebirth will produce a startling change in its physical quality and bloodline—worth a try!"

Qian Yan Shixiong Chen made this suggestion with perfect seriousness, intending to cremate Feng Shi.

It may have sensed my greed, realized too much, and might shake my image in Sister Ning's eyes—I must burn it all away!

Ning Ning Qingchen thought he was joking and laughed: "Brother, don't tease it—Feng Shi will take you seriously!"

Qian Yan Shixiong Chen's eyes held a faint trace of regret; Feng Shi, meanwhile, wanted to flap its wings hard against her face, to shake some sense into this woman—do you see any humor in him? Look, he's still smiling!

Feng Shi's feathers fluffed up, its golden neck feathers swelling into a ring, emitting a faint golden radiance, revealing its extraordinary nature!

At the end of the street, among a procession of monks, an old monk suddenly halted, paused, and slightly turned his head to look back.

Beside him, a black monk as massive as a tower, his body packed with dense muscle, and a thin monk with a stern, expressionless face were speaking: "Master Tan Yao, just now several cultivators were selling incense nearby—they haven't dispersed yet! The whole street is thick with incense scent, drawing gossip from nearby cultivators."

"Incense in this flying-ship marketplace has always been sold by our Buddhist sect. If it were fellow Buddhists, fine. I checked—it was three Daoist hermits selling it! Should we teach them a lesson?"

The black monk noticed Tan Yao's distraction, followed his gaze, and asked: "Master, is something noteworthy happening over there?"

"I just glimpsed a trace of Great Sun radiance—someone with the potential to cultivate the Buddha's Great Sun Body!" Tan Yao frowned, sighing: "Pity—it's not human…"

The tall, thin monk's eyes flashed with sharp light; he clasped his palms together: "Not human? Even better! If one of our disciples subdues the beast and makes it a guardian, it can use that radiance to cultivate the Great Sun Body."

"Our sect's ancestors, even Bodhisattvas from higher realms, have attained enlightenment through mounts—this way, both sides benefit, and it gains a proper fruition!"

Tan Yao shook his head slightly: "This beast already has a master—it must be a female cultivator from Guanghan Palace, practicing both sun and moon—also a fine arrangement…"

Saying this, he turned and walked away; the tall, thin monk glanced once more in that direction, memorizing it silently, then rose and followed the old monk.

Qian Yan Shixiong Chen quietly tucked away the spirit herbs he'd prepared in his sleeve for Feng Shi's cremation: a handful of ginseng-root sprouts, a portion of nine-thousand-year-old Yangyang goji berries, a small cup of Immortal Wine, dried dragon-scale white qí, fire dates, and white deer antler.

The final, perfect touch: a pinch of Silver Frost Salt from the Long Gong…

First, coat it in salt and bathe it in flame to burn off impurities.

Then soak it in spirit herbs, simmering their essence into the bones, finally burning away the remaining flesh entirely, allowing Qian Yan Shixiong Chen to mold a new primordial embryo from its essence and blood, then re-soak it in the herbal bath!

Thus, a "One Chicken, Three Ways: Phoenix Egg, Ginseng Soup"…

No! The "Jin Wu Bathing in Flame, Nirvana Creation Scripture" is complete!

Along the way, there might be side effects—meat growing increasingly fragrant, making one's mouth water.

Some charred, crispy "flesh impurities" might burn off…

The herbal broth might also emit a rich, aromatic scent, highly nutritious… but even so, after Qian Yan Shixiong Chen's transformation, at least six-tenths of the herbs' potency would infuse into Feng Shi's reborn embryo—when it rose from the flames, it might truly grow a third leg, never again being a chicken!

The leftover meat and broth can be reused—what's the harm?

"What a pity! Sister missed my thoughtful gesture—you'll never know how delicious Feng Shi is… no, never realize how great its ancient bloodline potential truly is!"

Qian Yan Shixiong Chen shook his head in regret, making Feng Shi even angrier.

It gurgled and dashed toward him, wings like swords, nearly spitting out a Daoist Yangshen Needle from its beak.

If Feng Shi knew what Qian Yan Shixiong Chen was thinking now, it would be even more terrified—he didn't just covet its flesh, he wanted to taste its bathwater too; truly, he was monstrous!

Ning Ning Qingchen quickly snatched Feng Shi back, holding it as she led Qian Yan Shixiong Chen into a tea house ahead.

Qian Yan Shixiong Chen looked up—the tea house floated among clouds, carved from pure white jade, its sign reading "Yùquán Pavilion," misty with vapor, clearly a fine magic artifact.

Beneath their feet were pure white clouds made of imitation cloud-bricks; above, azure glazed tiles caught the sky's light, evoking the feeling of blue heavens and white clouds—truly elegant. Ning Ning Qingchen led him into a private room facing the street…

Soon a serving girl approached: "What tea would you like?"

Qian Yan Shixiong Chen glanced at the jade scroll she held, nodded slightly, and smiled: "There's no good tea here, but the water's excellent—bring us a pot of Liuyun Spring Water. Must be from Langya Zhuge Qingyun Mountain's main sect spring."

The girl nodded quickly and soon brought up a pot of clear spring water.

Qian Yan Shixiong Chen waved his hand lightly, closing the windows and doors; a talisman flew from his sleeve and stuck to the door, instantly enveloping the room in an invisible barrier, blocking all other spiritual senses—even the sect's array protections from spying.

The window beside the street remained open, however, and a warm, intoxicating breeze blew in, dispelling the cold, lofty aura of this jade-and-cloud palace high above.

But if anyone tried to peer inside with spiritual sense, they'd be trapped in an endless illusion of mountains and seas.

Ning Ning Qingchen laughed: "This place is already quiet enough! Brother, are you making sure even Soul Transformation True Persons can't probe in?"

"When I visited Brother Yan, I brought him a fine bottle of wine. I can't favor you less—I'll give you a pot of tea to stabilize your realm!" Qian Yan Shixiong Chen pulled out a jade box from his sleeve, opened it, revealing dozens of tea leaves shimmering with immortal radiance.

Ning Ning Qingchen leaned in to look and laughed: "Brother, where did you beg or steal this from now?"

"These are tea leaves grown beside the Jade Pool on Western Western Kunlun—originally called Wang Mu's Herb, capable of reviving the dead. The ancestral master of Guanghan Palace obtained the Elixir of Immortality from Western Western Kunlun, refined from Wang Mu's Herb and the Crimson Water beneath the Immortal Tree. Later, generations of Jade Pool cultivators selectively bred them into this Flying Immortal Tea!"

"Unfortunately, these aren't from the original mother plant—they're second-generation seedlings cultivated by a Daoist friend from Western Western Kunlun."

"He gave me several tea bushes, saying he wanted to use my land to cultivate a special flavor!"

"Your land?" Ning Ning Qingchen's expression turned strange: "So… these are tea leaves grown on your grave?"

"Cough, cough… Sister, how can you say that?" Qian Yan Shixiong Chen chided. Before Ning Ning Qingchen could laugh or cry, Feng Shi had already stretched its head out, glaring hungrily at the dozens of tea leaves in the jade box!

Qian Yan Shixiong Chen casually brought it up again: "Feng Shi, won't you cultivate my Jin Wu Bathing in Flame Scripture? When you're reborn as a phoenix egg, I can wash you with immortal tea, soak the jade egg, and refine your body with the herbs!"

Feng Shi gurgled twice, exposing his greedy desire for tea-egg!

Qian Yan Shixiong Chen opened the lid of the jade pot beside him, sniffed the Liuyun Spring Water, and smiled: "I chose this water because it's light and buoyant—perfect for combining with Master Sima Tianyi True Water!"

Saying this, he pulled two small jade bottles from his sleeve; one contained the Master Sima Tianyi True Water he'd seized from the Eastern Sea's Eye.

A single glistening drop of Master Sima Tianyi True Water fell into the light, buoyant Liuyun Spring Water, churning into white foam.

Qian Yan Shixiong Chen summoned a Feng Yangzhen Fire with his hand, heating the water until it boiled; then he opened the second jade bottle and poured out a thread of golden liquid.

At that moment, Feng Shi lost its mind, ignoring Qian Yan Shixiong Chen's predatory gaze, rushing to the jade bottle, its pea-sized eyes filled with deep longing.

Ning Ning Qingchen was stunned—something that made Qian Yan Shixiong Chen take special care, and caused Feng Shi, whose tastes had grown refined, to lose composure, must be extraordinary.

Qian Yan Shixiong Chen chuckled, tapping Feng Shi's head: "You're sharp!"

He dropped the golden liquid into the boiling water and explained: "Ever since the Dew-Catching Golden Plate fell into dragon hands, who knows how those eels benefited—this Day Corona Juice is now only found among the dragons! I slew many old dragons to collect this little bit; before it's gone, I must reclaim the Dew-Catching Golden Plate!"

Ning Ning Qingchen's expression turned solemn: "Is this the Day Corona Juice—the ultimate external herb of this world, born of Heaven and Earth's creation?"

Qian Yan Shixiong Chen nodded slightly: "Precisely—the Day Corona Juice condensed by the Han Immortal's Dew-Catching Plate. More accurately, it's only the solar essence gathered by the golden plate, not the lunar essence from the silver plate."

"The dragons built a Sun-Worship Hall in their Eastern Sea Crystal Palace, enshrining the Dew-Catching Golden Plate, gathering one drop of Day Corona each day—it's the supreme spirit herb for combining yang energy."

"For years, the Long Gong has been the lucky beneficiary!"

As the Day Corona drop fell into the boiling water, it instantly transformed into boundless yang energy; the pot of water seemed to sink into a great sun, radiating golden light. Qian Yan Shixiong Chen poured it into teacups, using immense spiritual power to contain the water.

Within the liquid, a miniature sun floated and swirled; when Ning Ning Qingchen scanned it with her spiritual sense, she felt a tiny sun burning inside.

Only Master Sima Tianyi True Water could avoid instant evaporation—it still boiled violently…

Qian Yan Shixiong Chen, using pill-refining techniques, confirmed the heat level, then selected three leaves from the jade box: one like a flying immortal racing toward the moon, one like yin and yang swirling, and the last shaped like a three-legged golden crow, wings spread as if about to fly!

Seeing there was a portion for it, Feng Shi instantly forgot its grudge against Qian Yan Shixiong Chen, clasping the teacup with both wings, sitting quietly waiting.

Until Qian Yan Shixiong Chen immersed the three leaves into the golden boiling water.

The golden crow circled the sun within the water like embracing it, its feathers unfolding, igniting tiny golden flames; the moon-racing immortal plunged into the sun, its cold radiance merging with the great sun to become the moon!

Between the union of yin and yang, sun and moon revolved, releasing a captivating fragrance.

Qian Yan Shixiong Chen lifted his cup; the previously stagnant Primordial Taiji diagram suddenly rolled up the sun, absorbing it into the tea.

He drank it down—his mouth felt as if he'd swallowed the soup of the Valley of Sunrise; instantly, the Primordial Taiji diagram rolled again, transforming the tea into surging spiritual energy that nourished his body, his primordial sword embryo in the dantian washed clean, glowing with golden radiance!

Only now did Ning Ning Qingchen understand why Qian Yan Shixiong Chen had sealed the room.

Had the barrier not suppressed it, the divine radiance here would have alarmed half the flying-ship immortal city!

She held her cup, unsure how to drink, when Feng Shi beside her already stuck its head in and guzzled it down…

Qian Yan Shixiong Chen immediately flung a talisman, sealing the space.

Instantly, golden flames burst from Feng Shi's feathers and pores, and as the golden flames burned, its body and spirit underwent violent transformation, burning away all remaining yin impurities…

Only then did Ning Ning Qingchen lift her cup, look down, and see the tea leaf—like a flying immortal—piercing through all barriers between sun and moon, transforming into a streak of immortal light that shot into her forehead.

The remaining broth was pale gold tinged with silver, swirling with sun and moon, as if containing a world where sun rose and moon set.

A faint bitterness washed over her, refining her body.

Ning Ning Qingchen took a small sip—immediately, the essence of sun and moon surged in, cleansing her body, nurturing her Golden Core…

When she opened her eyes again, she saw Feng Shi tilting its head at her on the table, its feathers now pure gold, its pea-sized eyes transformed into golden pupils, radiating solemn authority!

Ning Ning Qingchen stood up—and nearly floated off the ground.

She felt that even a slight use of spiritual power would make her feel like transforming into immortal light, ready to soar into the heavens…

"The normal effect of Flying Immortal Tea," Qian Yan Shixiong Chen explained, "was far more severe for the ancestral master of Guanghan Palace—after swallowing the Elixir of Immortality, Heaven and Earth immediately rejected her, forcing her to ascend to the celestial realm, only stopping at the Moon Star!"