"The cauldron's spirit …"
Ling Xian grinned, "Perfect, I want to see it too."
"Hehe, when the time comes, don't be shy. Ask for as much as you can." Ning Feng Yu snickered.
"Hmm?" Ling Xian was a little startled and then laughed.
The cauldron's spirit was awakened because of him. He had to thank it no matter what. This was why Ning Feng Yu asked him to ask for so much.
However, Ling Xian didn't plan on asking for anything. He saved the cauldron for the universe, not for anything in return.
"The cauldron is the ancestor of the Hall of Heavenly Craftsmen. Its words are the same as an imperial edict. Nobody dares to disobey."
Ning Feng Yu chuckled, "Such a rare opportunity, you have to grasp it well."
"The Leader has given me enough."
Ling Xian shook his head and ignored Ning Feng Yu, "Leader, let's go."
"Follow me." The leader of the Hall of Heavenly Craftsmen looked at Ling Xian with admiration.
Then, a cloud formed under his feet and he took Ling Xian with him.
After a while, a dark abyss appeared before Ling Xian. It was bottomless and mysterious.
"Lord cauldron spirit, I have brought Ling Xian." The leader of the Hall of Heavenly Craftsmen bowed.
"You may leave. I want to talk to him alone."
A cold voice arose. The abyss shrank and transformed into a three-legged cauldron.
It was the Cauldron of World.
It floated in midair and emitted rays of murky air. Like an undefeatable immortal, it ruled over the world.
"Yes." The leader of the Hall of Heavenly Craftsmen spoke and left.
"Ling Xian, I am curious. Where did you learn how to wake me up?" The cauldron spirit asked softly.
"I read it in an ancient book."
Ling Xian smiled. To those who have yet to attain Dao, waking up the cauldron spirit was impossible.
But to Duan Shan He, who was a true immortal and the pioneer of crafts, it was as easy as flipping his palm.
"An ancient book … Oh well, if you don't want to tell me, I won't force you."
The cauldron spirit chuckled, "Tell me what you want. As long as it is within my capabilities, I won't refuse."
"What I want is simple, a promise." Ling Xian wiped off his smile.
"What kind of promise?" the World Protector Cauldron's spirit asked.
"In the future, if the foreign armies arrive, follow me into battle." Ling Xian's gaze was deep as he stared straight at the Cauldron of Conquering Immortal.
"Follow you into battle?"
The World Suppressing Cauldron's Spirit was taken aback. A moment later, it slowly spat out a word.
"Alright."
Hearing this, Ling Xian smiled and stopped worrying.
Even though immortal artifacts couldn't display decisive effects, in this age where one couldn't achieve the dao, they were already the highest fighting strength, the greatest capital to resist the other side!
"I can follow you into battle, but I have a condition."
The World Suppressing Cauldron's spirit smiled and said, "Not just anyone can activate me. At the very least, you have to become a Mortal Sovereign."
"I will do my best, but time waits for no man."
Ling Xian sighed softly. The Five Elements Demon Sealing Array had made the Divine Ancestor restless. Even if he strengthened the array, he could only prolong it for a few decades.
This amount of time was too short. Even someone as stunning as him would find it hard to become a supreme being.
"If you can't become an Exalt, even if you sacrifice yourself, even if you have me, it will be useless," the World Suppressing Cauldron's spirit said indifferently.
"I know."
Ling Xian's eyes were resolute, "I will do my best to become an Exalt, or even an Immortal."
"If you become a God, you won't have a future," the World Suppressing Cauldron's spirit reminded.
"I'll take it one step at a time. If the foreign ancestors come, how can I fight against them if I don't become a God?" Ling Xian sighed.
"That's true. In this era, nobody has a choice."
The World Suppressing Cauldron's spirit exclaimed, "The world of immortals is crumbling and all immortals have fallen. I really don't know what this unstable universe has to defend against the foreign realm."
Hearing this, Ling Xian was silent.
He had been to the foreign realm and knew how terrifying the pro-war faction was. If it weren't for Heaven's Abyss separating the two worlds and the 10 forbidden zones, the universe would've been destroyed a long time ago.
"Whatever, let nature take its course. There will always be hope."
The World Suppressing Cauldron's spirit sighed, "If you need anything, come find me at any time. I will do my best to help."
"I'll remember that."
Ling Xian faintly smiled and left the place to see the leader of the Hall of Craftsmen.
He got straight to the point, "Leader, can I take a look at the insights left behind by the previous masters?"
"Of course, but your injury …" The master of the Hall of Divine Craftsmen hesitated.
"I'm fine now. I can look at them while I rest."
Ling Xian faintly grinned. He had the four soul healing treasures and his soul had some undying qualities. Before long, he will completely recover.
"Okay, follow me." The leader didn't waste any more words and brought Ling Xian to the Pavilion of Scriptures.
"This is an important place for the Hall of Craftsmen. Without my permission, nobody can enter."
"But, you are an exception."
"Only with the purple token can you enter and exit this place at will. But remember, you can only look, you cannot take it away," the leader warned.
"I understand." Ling Xian grinned.
"There are 42 insights left behind by the craftsmen here. To any craftsman, these are invaluable treasures."
"I hope you will be enlightened and reach a higher level."
The leader of the Hall of Craftsmen smiled, "Okay, I won't disturb you anymore. Take your time."
Then, a cloud formed under his feet and he disappeared.
"Forty-two Great Grandmasters …"
Staring at the ancient pavilion, Ling Xian's eyes heated up. The leader of the Hall of Craftsmen was right. The experiences of 42 craftsmen were far too valuable.
Even to him, they were treasures.
Ling Xian took out the purple token. Immediately, water rippled in the air and formed into the shape of a door.
At this, Ling Xian stepped through the door and appeared inside the pavilion.
There were 42 human statues here. They were either looking up at the sky or sitting in a lotus position. Without exception, they were all emitting mysterious and mysterious Qi.
"It seems like these are the statues of the 42 grandmasters."
Ling Xian mumbled. The space between his brows emitted light and he landed on the statue closest to him.
Immediately, this grandmaster's insights appeared in his brain. Every word was like a gem and every sentence was like a treasure that pointed directly to the source of craftsmanship.
This made Ling Xian smile. He calmed himself down and focused on enlightenment.
After half a day, he had completely understood this grandmaster's insights. His smile deepened.
"I was right to come."
Looking at the remaining 41 statues, Ling Xian's eyes were heated. Then, he calmed himself down and focused on enlightenment.
Time passed by little by little. After three months, his soul had completely recovered and he had completely understood all 42 insights.
This improved Ling Xian's craftsmanship. If he was an intermediate level grandmaster before, then now, he was nearing the advanced level.
"This trip is a success. It's time to leave." Ling Xian smiled, very satisfied.
Not only did he get the promise from the Cauldron, but his craftsmanship improved as well. This trip was truly worth it.
Ling Xian left the pavilion in search of Ning Feng Yu.
However, the leader of the Hall of Craftsmen told him that Ning Feng Yu went to visit a friend. Before he left, he told Ling Xian not to wait for him and to leave on his own.
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