386: Chapter 386 Forging a Natal Magic Treasure

"This Emperor will make an exception and help you once. The subsequent Fusion will depend on you. Calm your heart and perceive."

Qing Cang's voice rang out once more.

Before his words had even faded, an ancient arc of lightning—highly condensed, chaotic in color, yet seemingly containing the power to create heaven and earth—suddenly shot out from within Lu Chen's dantian thunder pool.

It pierced through Lu Chen's body and landed directly on the miniature dark-gold "tower" on the ground,

right onto the ten thousand thunders demon-suppressing gold!

"Boom—!!!"

The moment that seemingly tiny chaotic arc of lightning touched the ten thousand thunders demon-suppressing gold, it actually erupted with a terrifying might no less than the previous heavenly thunder!

With the ten thousand thunders demon-suppressing gold as the center, the ground violently collapsed and exploded downward, forming a charred deep pit several zhang wide!

The ten thousand thunders demon-suppressing gold was jolted off the ground by this force, floating in mid-air and buzzing loudly as dark-gold light flowed frantically across its surface.

At the same time, the Storage Pouch at Lu Chen's waist moved without any wind, its opening unsealing on its own.

A warm and life-filled golden streak of light flew out; it was precisely that piece of ten thousand year true thunderwood obtained from the Ghost-Faced Ape Leader!

The true thunderwood seemed to sense a kindred aura and let out a joyful, trembling hum.

From within the thunder pool, several more chaotic arcs of lightning—slightly weaker but equally profound—shot out in succession.

They were not attacking, but acting like the hands of the most skillful craftsman.

They gently yet firmly "pulled" the floating ten thousand thunders demon-suppressing gold and the flying ten thousand year true thunderwood together.

Using themselves as "threads," they tightly wound around and enveloped the two.

Between the ten thousand thunders demon-suppressing gold and the ten thousand year true thunderwood, one was supremely hard and sharp, containing endless destructive thunderous might, making it the peerless choice for a spearhead's edge.

The other was supremely resilient and vibrant, containing a vast vitality of thunder, making it an excellent material for the spear's shaft and keel.

Their attributes both complemented and countered each other, making them originally difficult to fuse directly.

But under the envelopment, harmonization, and tempering of those chaotic arcs of lightning originating from Qing Cang—which contained a higher level of thunder dao rhyme—an incredible scene occurred.

The dark-gold ten thousand thunders demon-suppressing gold and the golden ten thousand year true thunderwood actually began to slowly, bit by bit... approach, permeate, and blend into each other!

At the edge of their contact, dazzling gold and white interwoven electrical light erupted, producing a strange "sizzling" sound as if all things were being reforged.

The chaotic arcs of lightning acted like a furnace, tightly wrapping them inside, frantically burning, tempering, and guiding them.

In just a few moments, the ten thousand thunders demon-suppressing gold and the ten thousand year true thunderwood had already vanished.

In their place remained only a massive thunder ball, about one zhang in diameter, composed entirely of gold and white lightning that was incredibly violent yet faintly followed some profound law—a giant sphere of lightning!

The thunder ball floated quietly above the charred pit, slowly rotating. With every turn, it caused the thunder-attribute Spiritual Qi in the surrounding heaven and earth to tremble slightly.

Inside the sphere, it seemed as if some world-shaking existence was being nurtured.

It emitted heart-palpitatingly terrifying energy fluctuations and a mysterious dao rhyme that pointed directly toward the Great Dao of Lifebound Treasures.

Lu Chen held his breath, his eyes burning as he stared intently at the floating thunder ball, his mind involuntarily drawn to it.

He knew that the most critical and difficult step in refining the star-slaying thunder emperor spear—

the preliminary Fusion of the main materials and the nurturing of the embryo—had already begun with Qing Cang's help, in a manner far exceeding his current capabilities!

But this was only the beginning. True refining required the Artifact Refiner's own essence, Qi, and spirit to fuse deeply with the treasure's embryo, imprinting it with their unique mark to achieve a Lifebound Treasure that was one with their heart and mind.

"Tempering it into shape with essence blood."

Qing Cang's voice, carrying a hint of ethereality and fatigue, rang out again in Lu Chen's Sea of Consciousness, concise yet pointing out the next step.

Lu Chen had long been waiting with focused attention.

The moment Qing Cang's voice fell, he walked without hesitation toward the giant thunder ball floating in mid-air, slowly rotating and emitting terrifying energy fluctuations.

The closer he got, the more he could feel the strange dao rhyme woven from destructive Power of Thunder and vast vitality, as well as that primal urge to be inscribed and shaped.

He stopped about a foot away from the thunder ball, his eyes calm as he suddenly bit the tip of his tongue!

"Pfft—!"

A stream of essence blood, crimson with traces of dark-gold luster and containing Lu Chen's life essence and vast blood vitality,

surged from his mouth like a ribbon of interwoven red and gold, shooting precisely toward the surface of the thunder ball!

The moment the essence blood touched that violent gold and white electrical light, it was neither repelled nor evaporated.

Instead, like a drop of water merging into a red-hot iron, it made a soft "chi" sound.

It was instantly "swallowed" by the electrical light flowing on the surface of the thunder ball!

The light inside the thunder ball seemed to fluctuate slightly.

Its rotation speed also vaguely quickened a bit, like a hungry infant tasting its first mouthful of sweet milk.

"Have the Golden-Winged Thunder Roc help, continuously tempering it with its lifebound Thunder Essence!"

Just as Lu Chen's mouthful of essence blood was absorbed and he was about to adjust his breathing for a second mouthful, Qing Cang's voice rang out again at the right time, indicating the assistance.

Lu Chen understood immediately and without hesitation waved his hand to open the spirit beast pouch at his waist that housed the Golden-Winged Thunder Roc.

"Reee—!"

A clear and majestic roc cry rang out. With a flash of golden light, the Golden-Winged Thunder Roc, dozens of zhang long and incomparably magnificent, appeared in mid-air, its wings slightly folded as it hovered by Lu Chen's side.

Without needing much explanation, through their close spirit pet contract, the Golden-Winged Thunder Roc instantly understood Lu Chen's intention.

Its dark-gold vortex eyes looked at the giant thunder ball ahead, a flicker of abnormality crossing its gaze.

It also seemed to sense the kindred yet higher-level thunder dao rhyme contained within.

Then, it slightly opened its beak, and a point of blinding golden light rapidly condensed and expanded deep in its throat!

"Boom—!"

A golden pillar of thunder, as thick as a bucket, condensed and pure to the extreme, emitting an aura of destruction and majesty, erupted from the Golden-Winged Thunder Roc's mouth like a floodgate opening, violently slamming into the giant thunder ball!

However, this terrifying strike, sufficient to heavily injure an ordinary Nascent Soul Cultivator, did not trigger an explosion or resistance upon hitting the surface of the thunder ball.

The gold and white electrical light on the surface of the thunder ball merely rippled slightly, like a giant rock thrown into a calm lake.

Then, the violent golden thunder pillar was "absorbed" into the thunder ball, vanishing without a trace!

The light inside the thunder ball seemed to become a bit brighter and more solid, and its volume expanded outward slightly at an imperceptible speed.

It worked!

Seeing this, Lu Chen's spirits were lifted.

He immediately gave the Golden-Winged Thunder Roc the command for continuous output, while he himself focused once more and violently bit the tip of his tongue—

"Pfft!"

A second crimson line of blood containing his life essence shot out and merged into the thunder ball.

The Golden-Winged Thunder Roc also faithfully executed the command, its mouth continuously emitting the golden thunder pillar like the steadiest furnace fire, burning and tempering the thunder ball.

Lu Chen's essence blood acted like the most precious catalyst and inscription, being imprinted into it time and time again.

One mouthful, two, three...

Ten mouthfuls, twenty, thirty...

In the time that followed, Lu Chen was like a tireless craftsman, repeating the action of spitting out essence blood.

Meanwhile, the Golden-Winged Thunder Roc acted like the most reliable bellows, continuously spitting out its lifebound Thunder Essence.

With the two cooperating—essence blood as the guide and Thunder Essence as the fire—they continuously tempered and shaped the embryo within the thunder ball.