The flames in the cauldron soared to the sky. Lin Muyu had pushed his Dou Qi to the limit, converting it into the energy of the flames in the cauldron. He continuously burned and tempered the rock that was floating in the cauldron, weighing about a hundred pounds. The Hellfire surged violently, emitting a whistling sound as it roasted the entire hall. Lin Muyu furrowed his brows, beads of sweat seeping out from his forehead, flowing down his cheeks and dripping to the ground.
… …
"This won't do …"
About two hours later, he sighed softly as his fighting qi slowly decreased. The flames in the cauldron also slowly died out. Lin Muyu panted heavily, "This rock's characteristics are too miraculous. Every time I'm about to refine it, it produces a stubborn energy that refuses to be refined. I still can't reach the melting point of this Nine Heavens Spirit Iron."
Lulu flew out of the Yi Sea and flapped her wings in the night, "Brother, perhaps the fifth level of the cauldron is too difficult to refine this Nine Heavens Spirit Iron. Why don't we … give up?"
"No, I want to try again …"
"Don't force yourself!"
"En!"
Lin Muyu's personality was one that refused to believe in superstitions, so he once again raised his true qi and tried to refine the Nine Heavens Spirit Iron. However, after an entire night, he still couldn't refine it. In fact, it was getting harder and harder to refine the rock. It was probably because his fighting qi was exhausted. By the time morning came, he was on the verge of death from exhaustion. There was no other way, he washed up and went to sleep!
When he woke up the next afternoon, he didn't even try and directly entered Lanyan City alone to go to the Holy Temple and give the Nethergreen Stone Ring to Lei Hong!
First, he took a detour to the Imperial Merchant Guild and gave the one hundred bottles of Dream of the Extreme to Jin Xiaotang. The average transaction price was more than five thousand gold coins per bottle. If everything went as expected, these one hundred bottles would return about four hundred thousand gold coins. This money had to be used wisely. Lin Muyu was born in a business family and knew that the market would eventually be saturated. After these one hundred bottles were sold, it would be difficult to sell them again. After all, there were only so many people who had five thousand gold coins to buy a bottle. After these people spent their money, others might not be able to afford it anymore. At that time, there would be an awkward market situation where there was no supply.
He turned around and headed straight for the Sanctum Sanctorum. In the winter, the warhorses neighed as they arrived at the front of the Sanctum Sanctorum. There were about a dozen Sanctum Guards returning to their homes. They were patrolling the perimeter of the Sanctum Sanctorum. When they saw Lin Muyu, they immediately surrounded her, their faces were filled with excitement as they smiled and said, "Master Lin Muyu is back …"
"Mm, is everything alright in the Holy Cathedral?" Lin Muyu asked with a smile.
"It's very good. Is Master Lin Muyu here to look for the Chief Deacon?"
"That's right, he's in the main hall, right?"
"Yes, yes, yes!"
"Good."
After entering the Holy Temple and looking from afar, the training hall was filled with low roars and sounds of fighting. The instructors and sparring partners were currently training. Lin Muyu also suddenly remembered his promise to Reihom, to return to the Holy Temple to be a sparring partner every half a month. Time passed so quickly. If not for the heavy snow in the Dragon Seeking Forest delaying his journey, he would have returned long ago.
"Big Brother Lin Zhi!"
Suddenly, a person rushed out of the training hall, holding a sharp sword in his hand. It was Qin Yan.
Lin Muyu couldn't help but smile. "It's Little Prince Qin Yan. Why haven't you changed the way you address me? I'm called Lin Muyu here."
"Aha, I forgot."
Qin Yan scratched his head and said with an awkward smile, "Big Brother, are you returning to the Holy Temple to be a sparring partner again? Qin Yan hasn't sparred with Big Brother for a long time. If there's a chance, you must give me some pointers! "
"En, alright. I'll go meet Chief Deacon Reihom first to discuss some matters. Little Prince Qin Yan, wait for me here for a while. I'll come over to look for you in a while."
"Alright. Big Brother, go and come back quickly!"
"En."
On the waterside pavilion corridor of the main hall, Ge Yang still had a doddering appearance, hugging a scroll in his hands. He squinted his eyes and said with a smile from afar, "Yu is back?"
"En. Grandpa Ge Yang, bring me to see the Chief Deacon?"
"Let's go. The Chief Deacon is currently cultivating in the main hall!"
"En, alright."
Pushing open the main hall's doors, two Holy Temple guards stood guard inside. Reihom sat on the Chief Deacon's throne in the center, his complexion full of vigor. Battle qi enshrouded his body, currently cultivating the Spirit Returning Art that he relied on to make his name. After sensing two powerful forces entering the main hall, he slowly opened his eyes and said with a smile, "Yu, you're finally willing to return to the Holy Temple?"
Lin Muyu cupped her fists and said with a smile, "Lin Muyu pays respect to Grandpa Deacon!"
"Heh, stinking brat!"
Reihom's face was filled with benevolence as he said with a smile, "I heard that you performed a great service in Deer Cry Park again and were promoted to Dragon General. It's said that you were even adopted by His Majesty!"
Lin Muyu was taken aback and said, "Adopted son is just a verbal title. It doesn't have any actual meaning. Grandpa Reihom, don't use this matter to tease me!"
"If that's the case …" Reihom narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "A title is good. After all, your name has already been recorded in the Qin Clan's genealogy. Although you won't be able to reproduce, it's still a kind of honor. This kind of honor is something that others can't obtain even if they pursue it their entire lives. You must cherish it. The Qin Clan has ruled the continent for thousands of years and has always been generous and benevolent. Joining the Qin Clan is a blessing. "
"En, I know," Lin Muyu smiled, "The main reason I returned to the Holy Temple this time is to give Grand Deacon a gift."
"Oh, a gift?"
Reihom's eyes lit up as he said with a smile, "What gift does Yu want to give Grandpa?"
Lin Muyu took out the Netherworld Stone Ring from his Cosmos Sack and held it in his hand. The Black Tortoise's Refined Soul glowed within the ring and a faint roar could be heard. He offered it up and said with a smile, "It's this. Grand Deacon, take a look and see if you like it?"
Reihom took the ring. Just by touching it, he could feel the surging Refined Soul power. His eyes instantly widened and he said in astonishment, "Yu, this is … is this a Saint Weapon?"
Lin Muyu shook his head, "Because I don't understand the grades of accessories other than weapons, I don't know if it's a Saint Weapon or not. In short, as long as Grand Deacon likes it, it's fine."
"I like it, of course I like it!"
Reihom almost couldn't bear to part with it. He said, "What's the origin of this ring? Yu, how did you do it? Grandpa has always wanted to ask you, what's up with your blacksmithing skills? "
Lin Muyu shook his head and smiled, "Grandpa, don't ask about this. There are some things that you won't understand even if I explain it to you."
"Oh?" Reihom narrowed his eyes and smiled, "For example?"
Lin Muyu's lips curled up, "For example, if I said that I came from another world, would Grandpa believe me?"
Reihom was stunned at first, then he laughed out loud, "Yu, don't joke with this old man. Another world? How can there be another world in this world? Other than this place, there are only Heaven and Purgatory. The laws of the three worlds have been like this since ancient times. Which world could you have come from?"
Lin Muyu giggled, "That's why I can't explain it. Grandpa, just treat it as a joke. This ring is called the 'Nethergreen Stone Ring'. The Nethergreen Stone is exceptionally hard and can be said to be indestructible. Later, I refined a 9700 year Mystic Tortoise Spirit Stone into a beast soul and fused it into this ring. So, this ring now has the ability to protect its owner. Grand Deacon, please take good care of it!"
Reihong put the thumb ring on his thumb lovingly and said with a smile, "En, I will. Thank you, Ah-Yu! Stay here today and have dinner in the Holy Temple tonight? "
"No, there are still many things that I need to manage in the Eagle Nest Camp."
"Oh right, when are you going to return to the Holy Temple as a sparring partner again? It'll be 15 days."
"Aha, I'll come back when the time is right!"
"Hmph, stinky brat, now that you're in such a high position, you probably don't want to come back anymore, right?" Reihom smiled and said, "Yu, how's your advancement? Come, go to the testing crystal and see what level you've reached. "
"Yes."
Lin Muyu walked over to the crystal plate with ease and suddenly shouted in a low voice, raising her battle qi to the limit. Immediately, the indigo Green Gourd Martial Soul circled around her, radiating resplendent light. The crystal to the side reflected rays of light, six long lines and eight short lines. It was very beautiful to look at.
Ge Yang smiled and said, "Looks like Yu has reached the first level of the Heavenly Realm, level 68. He's close to the peak of the first level of the Heavenly Realm. He only needs an opportunity to step into the second level of the Heavenly Realm and have the ability to condense battle armor."
Lin Muyu was also taken aback and nodded happily. He didn't expect his strength to increase so quickly after all the battles and cultivation in the Dragon Seeking Forest, the Hall of Chivalry, and Deer Cry Park. It seemed that he really needed to find a chance to plan for a breakthrough. However, what bothered him even more was how to obtain the next level of the Treasure Refining Cauldron. If he didn't refine that piece of Nine Heavens Spirit Iron, it would always be like a knot in his heart that couldn't be untied.
… …
After bidding farewell to Reihom and Ge Yang, he carried the Prairie Burning Sword to the Trial Hall. An administrator was presiding over the morning trial. When he saw Lin Muyu, he immediately cupped his fists respectfully and said, "Master Lin Muyu!"
"Mm, hello, Administrator Sun Kuang."
The Holy Hall armor Lin Muyu was wearing was similar to those of the Gold Star and Silver Star Sparring Masters. The only difference was that Lin Muyu had a military insignia embedded in his collar. The golden purple flower on it had a beautiful luster and was extremely dazzling. This military insignia also signified one's status and identity in the army. This was something that the instructors and sparring masters couldn't compare to, which was why the administrator was so polite.
Not long after, Qin Yan walked out of the Trial Room, covered in hot sweat. He said with a smile, "Big brother is back! Everyone, come over here. I want to spar with big brother! "
Immediately, the instructors and sparring masters all walked out of the Trial Room. After all, Lin Muyu was known as the number one sparring master of the Holy Hall, while Qin Yan was the number one instructor in the Holy Hall in name and in reality. Their spar was naturally very eye-catching. Many people didn't come to watch for victory or defeat, but to see how a true expert would use martial arts to obtain victory in battle. In the eyes of true cultivators, watching was in itself a kind of stealing a master's skills.
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