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Chapter 161: Loose Immortal's Treasure: Thunder Fire Bead, Ice Silk Net, Fire Dragon Sword

That evening, Manor Lord Yue's younger brother returned, accompanied by two Cultivators, a man and a woman, who were his son and daughter.

Upon learning the full story, Manor Lord Yue's younger brother was incredibly grateful to you all.

He insisted on hosting a banquet to entertain you.

During the banquet, Manor Lord Yue's younger brother informed you that the Cultivator who had captured his Master and was refining him into a sword was named Mao Fang, known by the alias Ghost Fire Immortal Master.

This Mao Fang possessed a Ghost Fire Pouch, which emitted ghost fire that burned nothing else, only the Physical Body.

Once the Physical Body was contaminated, it would relentlessly burn until the entire Physical Body was purified into ashes.

This ghost fire could not be extinguished by water, unless the contaminated part was cut off, or if there was a corresponding Magical Artifact, Divine Ability, or Dao technique to counter it.

However, Bai Guniang was very adept at dealing with this, telling you that she had a Clean bottle (Jìngpíng, purification vase) filled with Primordial Heavy Water used for Alchemy.

Primordial Heavy Water was extremely cold and heavy, with a single drop weighing three thousand catties, and it was also extremely difficult to obtain.

It required extraction from the depths of the Bìhǎi (Azure Sea) eye, and even Immortal Rank Cultivators could only extract one drop in half a month.

However, the cold Qi contained in one drop of Primordial Heavy Water was enough to extinguish all the ghost fire in Mao Fang's Ghost Fire Pouch.

After Bai Guniang finished speaking, Manor Lord Yue's younger brother was very excited.

He then led you to a secret room in Yue Family Village.

Inside the secret room was a stone altar, covered with various items.

There were Flying Swords, arrows, measuring rulers, scissors, golden needles, tokens, and more.

Roughly counted, there were at least thirty pieces.

However, without anyone to activate them, the treasures were covered in dust, their original marvel unseen.

Manor Lord Yue's younger brother stood to the side.

"Everyone, these are the Magical Artifacts left behind by my Master."

"To prepare for the competition three days from now, each of you three may choose one, as a token of my, Yue Long City's, gratitude."

"After you've chosen, I will tell you the actual names and true uses of these Magical Artifacts."

After Yue Long City finished speaking, you also directly approached the stone altar to observe carefully.

You understood well that among these Magical Artifacts, there were certainly good and bad ones, and only with the corresponding usage methods and the drive of magical power could their mysteries be truly glimpsed.

Subsequently, Zhang Cangfeng took a bead, Bai Guniang took a gauze net, and you took a Flying Sword with an ancient appearance and Dragon Pattern (wén, pattern).

The Baiyang True Explanation contained methods for wielding multiple Flying Swords; the more Flying Swords, the greater the power.

You currently only had a damaged golden sword refined from earth-gold sand and urgently needed more Flying Swords to expand your team.

After you had made your choices, Yue Long City's expression changed slightly, but he still spoke with a bitter smile.

"Truly worthy of Shu Mountain's esteemed Disciples, with profound blessings."

"Back then, my Master, Fire Dragon Zhenren, relied on three supreme treasures to slay Yao Beasts and vanquish demons."

"They were the Fire Dragon Sword, the Thunder Fire Bead, and the Li Fire Needle."

"Later, after subduing a Yao Beast, he obtained an ancient supreme treasure, the Ice Silk Net, left by an ancient Immortal, from the Immortal Cave guarded by that Yao Beast."

"The one in Su Gege's hand is precisely the Fire Dragon Sword."

"The one in Zhang Cangfeng's hand is precisely the Thunder Fire Bead."

"The one in Bai Guniang's hand is precisely that Ice Silk Net."

"I hope his elder self won't blame me; for now, I've left him only the Li Fire Needle."

The three of you also had strange looks in your eyes upon hearing this.

However, if one's blessings were insufficient, one couldn't even enter the gates of Shu Mountain; naturally, one would encounter some opportunities when venturing out for experience.

Subsequently, Yue Long City separately informed the three of you of the usage and incantations for the Fire Dragon Sword, Thunder Fire Bead, and Ice Silk Net.

The Fire Dragon Sword sealed the Primordial Spirit of a fire flood Dragon; when unleashed, it could transform into a fire flood Dragon to automatically engage enemies, requiring no extra mental effort.

The Thunder Fire Bead, on the other hand, needed to be thrown and smashed; wherever it struck, thunder and fire would erupt.

The Ice Silk Net was used by that ancient Immortal to control floods; once activated, it could unleash an extremely cold aura, freezing all things.

However, Fire Dragon Zhenren's Cultivation Technique was called the Bing Fire Treasure Scroll, specializing in cultivating the Bing Fire Primordial Spirit, so when encountering such supreme treasures incompatible with his own attributes, he couldn't grasp their profoundness.

He could only rely on years of Cultivation experience to know a general usage, but even so, the power was already very considerable.

After gifting you the three Magic Treasures, Yue Long City instructed you to refine them as quickly as possible until they merged with your own Primordial Spirit.

Only then would the treasure not be snatched away by outsiders.

Even if it were snatched, you would be able to quickly pinpoint the treasure's location, and the person would be unable to use or control it for a short period.

Of course, if you wished to lend the treasure to others, you could temporarily give up a portion of the usage rights.

The night passed without incident.

Because you possessed a thousand years of Dao cultivation, in just two hours, you had completely tamed the fire flood Dragon's Primordial Spirit within the Fire Dragon Sword.

When unleashed, it was as easy to command as an arm, changing as you willed, and the flames it breathed could even melt metal and shatter stone.

Bai Guniang and Zhang Cangfeng, having learned Shu Mountain's orthodox refining methods, also quickly refined their Magical Artifacts.

Three days later, early in the morning, the three of you followed Yue Long City and hurried towards Guiliyuan.

Upon arriving at Guiliyuan, Mao Fang was also waiting there with two Evil Path Cultivators.

Seeing the four of you approach, Mao Fang couldn't help but curse angrily.

"Yue Long City, you are truly dishonest."

"Coming with four people, do you intend to have four against three?"

"Even if you defeat us, you can forget about getting your Master Fire Dragon Zhenren's Primordial Spirit!"

Upon hearing this, Yue Long City immediately spoke.

"I know my own Dao cultivation is low, and I am certainly no match for you."

"Therefore, I have invited these three Shu Mountain Disciples, so today, I will not make a move."

Yue Long City deliberately exaggerated, even calling you a Shu Mountain Disciple.

And upon hearing that the three of you were Shu Mountain Disciples, the three men were terrified and completely lost their composure.

Mao Fang couldn't help but curse inwardly.

Damn Yue Long City, he actually invited Shu Mountain Disciples to assist him from who knows where.

Even if they won, they would inevitably face retaliation from Shu Mountain later.

This time, it was truly troublesome.

The two Evil Path Cultivators invited by Mao Fang also couldn't help but feel some regret, regretting that they shouldn't have been greedy for Mao Fang's spiritual wine banquet.

Now, if they angered Shu Mountain, they wouldn't even know how they died.

At this moment, Mao Fang had a sudden stroke of genius.

"For this gamble, we must agree on three rules: if you lose, you absolutely cannot ask your Master's elders to seek retribution later!"

"Otherwise, we will not participate in this gamble."

Hearing Mao Fang say this, the two Evil Path Cultivators felt slightly relieved.

However, with fear already in their hearts, they were secretly calculating how to lose this battle.

Even if the Shu Mountain Disciples didn't seek retribution, if the news somehow spread, who knows how many people wanting to curry favor with Shu Mountain would come to trouble them.

The three of you, being inexperienced, naturally didn't know the intricacies of this.

You still thought this was a fair duel, so you readily agreed.

Seeing you agree, Mao Fang stepped forward first.

"I'll go first. Which esteemed Shu Mountain Disciple wishes to go first?"

You were eager to try after seeing Mao Fang.

"Brother Feng, Ning Shuang, neither of you make a move. Let me try this old scoundrel."

Upon hearing you call him an old scoundrel, Mao Fang immediately flared up in anger.

The reason was that when he was young, he was often teased and bullied, and was even given the nickname 'little scoundrel'.

Later, he had a fortuitous encounter and achieved success in Cultivation; the first thing he did was use ghost fire to slaughter the village where he grew up.

Now, to be reminded of it by you, how could he not be furious?

Thinking of this, Mao Fang immediately unleashed a glistening green Magic Treasure sword, which transformed into a Poison Dragon and flew towards you.

This was precisely the Poison Dragon Sword refined from Yue Long City's Master.

The Fire Dragon Sword on your person automatically protected its Master, transforming into a fire flood Dragon and battling the glistening green object.

Meanwhile, you were on the other side, commanding the golden sword, transforming it into hundreds of sword shadows to attack Mao Fang.

At this moment, Mao Fang actually transformed into a phantom and disappeared.

You didn't know he had used an escape Dao technique; you only thought he was afraid of you, so you urged the golden sword to slash at the Poison Dragon.

Just then, Bai Guniang suddenly exclaimed.

"Su Gege, be careful!"

You felt a warning in your heart upon hearing this, and the next second you saw a ball of ghost fire flying towards you.

The ghost fire was greenish-blue with a faint azure hue, appearing completely still and harmless.

But you knew this must be the ghost fire released from the Ghost Fire Pouch that Yue Long City had mentioned earlier.

So you began to unleash the Divine Ability from the Baiyang True Explanation; with a wave of your hand, you scattered the ball of ghost fire.

And this ball of ghost fire was precisely the main body of the Ghost Fire Pouch; you actually directly shattered the Ghost Fire Pouch along with it.

At this point, the Poison Dragon Sword was no match for the entanglement of the two Flying Swords and gradually began to lose.

Just as the Poison Dragon Sword was about to be severed, Mao Fang's plea for mercy came.

"Stop."

"I surrender!"

You retrieved the two Flying Swords upon hearing this, and Mao Fang had already returned to his original spot, his face pale and bloodless, appearing to be severely injured.

However, he still didn't forget to ask for help from the two Evil Path Cultivators beside him.

"Fellow Daoists, please help me!"

Seeing this scene, the two Evil Path Cultivators exchanged glances, both seeing the helplessness in the other's eyes.

But since they had agreed, to save face, one of the Evil Path Cultivators holding a flying trident still bravely stepped forward.

Looking at Bai Guniang and Zhang Cangfeng, he spoke.

"You two, who's going first?"

Zhang Cangfeng confidently stepped forward; this time, he didn't use a Flying Sword, but held the Thunder Fire Bead in his hand.

"I'll go!"

Looking at Zhang Cangfeng, the man raised his flying trident and threw it towards Zhang Cangfeng.

"Crack!"

Upon colliding with the flying trident, a chain of fire instantly exploded, and the Evil Path Cultivator felt a sweetness in his throat, immediately spitting out half a liter of blood.

He recalled his flying trident and shouted loudly.

"I surrender, I surrender!"

You and Bai Guniang exchanged surprised glances.