Cultivating To Immortality

Fang Hong set up a defensive formation outside his Immortal Cave, then went to a secret room, intending to read the Dragon King's memories to find out the origin of the black stone.

Not long after, a horrifying scream echoed in the secret room, a heart-wrenching sound as if a soul was being torn apart.

That was the Dragon King's demon soul, enduring the cruel torment of the Divine Soul Reading with Seven Ghosts.

Its memories were being read by Fang Hong, bit by bit.

The Dragon King's demon soul was exceptionally powerful, and it took Fang Hong a full ten days and nights to complete the soul-reading process, acquiring most of the Dragon King's memories.

However, this soul-reading did not yield much important information, which left Fang Hong slightly disappointed.

In the Dragon King's memories, Fang Hong learned of a cultivation technique called Dragon Transformation Art.

This was an ancestral cultivation technique passed down through generations of the Dragon clan, said that once it reached Great Success, one could reverse their bloodline power, transform from a Flood Dragon to a Dragon, and complete an astounding metamorphosis.

This cultivation technique was indeed good, with extraordinary power, and was truly the foundation of the Dragon clan's inheritance.

Unfortunately, Fang Hong was not of the Dragon clan, and his bloodline was incompatible with this cultivation technique, so practicing it would have no effect.

Therefore, after a brief study, Fang Hong no longer paid attention to it.

Besides this cultivation technique, Fang Hong also learned about the origin of the mysterious black stone from the memories.

It turned out that this stone, which was pitch black and indestructible, was actually a meteorite from beyond the heavens.

This meteorite had fallen from beyond the sky several hundred years ago, plunging into the deep sea, where it was accidentally found by the Dragon King.

At first, the Dragon King was overjoyed, originally intending to smelt it into a handy weapon, but after countless attempts, he was always unable to melt it even slightly.

In desperation, the Dragon King could only store it in his Immortal Cave and leave it at that.

Upon learning this information, Fang Hong couldn't help but beam with joy.

Meteorites from beyond the heavens were extremely rare; this was a rare and top-grade material.

If he could successfully refine it and integrate it into a spiritual artifact, it might be possible to break the spiritual artifact's bottleneck and promote it to a spiritual treasure.

Thinking of this, Fang Hong developed a strong determination in his heart to find a way to completely melt it.

Without further ado, Fang Hong immediately sat cross-legged in the secret room and conjured the sky thunder bamboo, fire cloud gourd, and soul severing sword, his three spiritual artifacts, from within his body.

The size of this black stone would at most allow for the tempering of three spiritual artifacts.

Fang Hong's three spiritual artifacts were all refined from precious materials and had already reached the limit of top-grade spiritual artifacts.

If the meteorite from beyond the heavens could be melted into them, it might indeed be possible to use this opportunity to breakthrough and advance to the spiritual treasure realm.

Fang Hong immediately spewed out his Nascent Soul Fire and began to melt the black stone with high intensity; he believed that as long as the melting time was long enough, this black stone would eventually melt.

However, the hardness of the black stone far exceeded Fang Hong's expectations.

Fang Hong refined it for a full month, burning its surface day and night with Nascent Soul Fire, yet the black stone remained completely undamaged, not even a single crack appeared, let alone melting into a liquid material.

"This black stone, it's too hard." Fang Hong retracted his Nascent Soul Fire, his brows tightly furrowed, feeling extremely depressed.

It had been burned by his Nascent Soul Fire for a month, yet there was no reaction at all?

This was enough to show that this meteorite from beyond the heavens was indeed extraordinary, by no means comparable to ordinary artifact refining materials.

Cackle!

Just as Fang Hong was deep in thought and feeling depressed, Little Rainbow, who was squatting beside him, suddenly let out two cackles, as if she had discovered something, breaking the dull atmosphere.

"Little Rainbow? What's wrong?" Fang Hong looked back, a hint of doubt on his face.

Little Rainbow always liked to quietly observe his artifact refining process from the side, never easily making a sound to disturb him.

Fang Hong, therefore, didn't pay too much attention to her actions, only taking it as her accompanying him.

At this moment, Little Rainbow unexpectedly stood up, her pair of nimble little eyes fixed on the black stone that had been slow to melt.

The next moment, she opened her small mouth and suddenly spewed out a stream of pitch-black flames, which directly fell onto the surface of the black stone; the flames burned fiercely, with a terrifying aura.

"This is... the Nirvana Demonic Fire."

Fang Hong's pupils constricted slightly, and a look of surprise immediately appeared on his face.

Nirvana Demonic Fire was the Fire of Death; even a trace of it would instantly kill a Nascent Soul Peak cultivator.

After Little Rainbow refined it, she could even spew it out, which truly astonished Fang Hong!

Sizzle. Sizzle. Sizzle.

The Nirvana Demonic Fire burned wildly on the surface of the black stone, emitting a series of harsh and eerie crackling sounds.

Even more pleasantly surprising was that under the scorching of this Demonic Fire, the surface of the black stone finally began to change—the originally hard outer layer faintly showed signs of melting.

Seeing this, Fang Hong's face immediately lit up with joy, and his spirit was greatly boosted.

"Excellent, Little Rainbow. That's it, keep burning it, melt this black stone for me."

Nirvana Demonic Fire was much more powerful than his Nascent Soul Fire; it might truly be able to melt the black stone.

Hearing this, Little Rainbow felt Fang Hong's encouragement and immediately spewed the Demonic Fire even more vigorously, pouring her own magical power into it without reservation.

Fang Hong was worried that her magical power would not be enough, so he transmitted his own magical power to her, ensuring that the black stone could be melted.

…

Time quietly flowed by, and another ten days passed.

Under Little Rainbow's persistent efforts, the black stone was finally successfully melted, ultimately transforming into three clumps of thick, ink-like black liquid with a metallic sheen, suspended in the air.

"Well done, Little Rainbow. You truly are my lucky star."

Fang Hong was overjoyed, a cheerful smile on his face, and he reached out to stroke Little Rainbow's fluffy little head.

Cackle. Cackle. Cackle.

Little Rainbow proudly raised her head, letting out a few light chirps.

Since the black stone had already been melted into liquid, the next steps would be much easier.

Fang Hong dared not delay and immediately got up to set up the Soul Fusion Formation, which was his essential secret method for artifact refining.

After the formation was completed, he poured one clump of the liquid Material into the fire cloud gourd, then spewed out his Nascent Soul Fire, and began to temper and upgrade the fire cloud gourd.

Little Rainbow obediently squatted to the side, observing the entire process without moving.

…

As he refined, three months passed in a flash.

Inside the secret room, Fang Hong sat cross-legged on the ground, eyes closed, adjusting his breath; the Soul Fusion Formation had stopped operating, and in front of him floated the brand-new Heavenly Thunder Needle, fire cloud gourd, and soul severing sword.

Fang Hong opened his eyes and smiled broadly.

After three months of tempering and upgrading, the three spiritual artifacts completed their metamorphosis, successfully advancing to low-grade spiritual treasures.

The appearance of the three treasures had not changed much, but a layer of spiritual aura had appeared around them; this was the unique treasure light of a spiritual treasure, symbolizing that they had truly crossed the boundary of spiritual artifacts and entered the ranks of spiritual treasures.

Fang Hong gently pointed a finger, and in an instant, three light clusters flew out from the three Spirit Treasures—a golden luminous bamboo emerged from the Heavenly Thunder Needle.

The fire cloud gourd released a swirling cloud of mist, flowing erratically, dreamlike and illusory.

And a small purple tree flew out from the soul severing sword, its branches and leaves swaying, emitting a profound aura.