Blue Yao Ji was a type of heart flame, Yang Wu's innate potential. It was one of the top fire seeds.
Even though it was still very weak, it was not hard for it to incinerate the amber stone.
When Blue Demoness came into contact with the amber stone, it cracked open and a tiger roared at the sky. Xue Gui took the opportunity to take out a water bag and poured it on the amber stone. When the water cooled down, the amber stone quickly softened. He raised his hammer and smashed it.
"Heat."
"Cool."
"Heat."
"Cool."
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The same rhythm kept changing until the amber stone was finally hammered into a thumb-sized bead. Xue Gui directly placed it into the Fallen Moon Bow. After doing all this, the next step was the delicate work. There was no need to use Yang Wu anymore.
Xue Gui slowly polished the Fallen Moon Bow, removing all the imperfections. He polished the bow until it was smooth and perfect. He strived for perfection in every part.
Little Hei couldn't help but sigh and say, "This is an ingenious blacksmith. Even if he is only a low-level blacksmith, his spirit is very valuable."
Yang Wu rarely heard Little Hei praise people. It was clear that Xue Gui was an excellent blacksmith.
It took a total of three days to reforge the Fallen Moon Bow.
After finishing, Xue Gui called Yang Wu over and said, "Put your essence blood on this bow. It will be your personal weapon from now on."
Yang Wu took the Fallen Moon Bow and lightly touched the smooth and beautiful bow. He forced out a touch of blood and let it fall on the bow. The bow quietly emitted a completely different aura, as if there was a bow cry in response. There was even a flickering arrow light that pierced into the sky. It sounded like a tiger's roar, scaring the flying beasts to the point that they were on the verge of collapse and almost fell down on the spot.
This was only the aura of the Fallen Moon Bow, but it already had this kind of power. It was clear how extraordinary this bow was.
"Good bow!" Yang Wu praised from the bottom of his heart.
"Treasure it well, I'm leaving!" Xue Gui said, packed up his things, and left in an extremely carefree manner.
Yang Wu wanted to persuade him to stay, but when he opened his mouth, he was too embarrassed to say it. The other party had already made up his mind. Whatever he said would be useless.
"If you have the chance to see Little Fan again, please help me help him. He's just a kid who hasn't seen the world." Xue Gui's voice came from afar, as if he was saying his last words.
When Yang Wu heard this, he felt an indescribable pain in his heart. Perhaps only he knew and understood whether or not Xue Gui was the "disgrace of Great Xia".
He was a respectable man.
After Yang Wu carried the Fallen Moon Bow, he brought Meng Bingxue and Little Hei to the Ice Wolf Valley.
He still had to refine the Demon King Pills for the other two Demon Wolves. Soon, it would be time to return to the Barbarian Suppression Army.
Their group traveled at full speed and didn't waste any more time, and they returned to the Ice Wolf Valley in less than a day.
Black Barran and Qing Lijie had returned to their ancestral lands three days ago to collect herbs.
One day after Yang Wu returned to the Ice Wolf Valley, Black Barron and Qing Lijie carried bags of herbs over. It was obvious that they were very eager for the Demon King Pills.
Yang Wu didn't want to stay here for too long, so he put all his effort into refining the Demon King Pills.
After he reached the Middle Earth Sea Realm, the power of the God's Court Dao Flower greatly increased. His various methods were also improving. His alchemy methods were also improving. Furnace after furnace of Demon King Pills were refined by him one after another.
Yang Wu stayed here for a total of seven days and seven nights, refining a large amount of Demon King Pills. This could be considered as a return gift to the three Sky Demons and a deep friendship with them.
After doing all this, Yang Wu didn't rest much. He brought Meng Bingxue and the other two Demon Kings back to the Barbarian Suppression Army.
The two Demon Kings were the Silver Patterned Tortoise and the Fire Cloud Tiger. After the Silver Patterned Tortoise refined the Ice Flood Dragon's blood, its head became more and more like a flood dragon. Its blood Qi was much stronger, and its battle talent had definitely become stronger. As for the Fire Cloud Tiger, it had broken through to the Demon King Realm. Its fire Qi was incomparably dense, and it also displayed the extraordinary might of a Tiger King.
Both of them were very wild and incomparably ferocious. However, in front of Yang Wu, they were extremely docile and didn't dare to show the slightest bit of ferocity.
They were improving, and Yang Wu's improvement was even more obvious. The king's aura that he constantly exuded suppressed them to the point that they were a little breathless.
During this period of time, Yang Wu had spent a lot of time with Heavenly Demons. As a result, the aura that he condensed wasn't something that ordinary Kings could compare to.
Yang Wu left the Ice Wolf Valley by water. With the Silver Patterned Tortoise leading the way, Yang Wu, Meng Bingxue, Little Hei, the Fire Cloud Tiger, and the Dragon Blooded Horse were all on its broad back.
This time, the Fire Cloud Tiger wasn't as afraid of water as before. It was already a Demon King and could soar into the sky.
On the way, Yang Wu didn't waste the slightest bit of time. Not only did he circulate the Nine Sovereign Profundity Techniques to absorb the dense Water Profound Energy within the river, he even utilized his soul to ceaselessly cultivate the Falling Moon Bow Technique, and he strived to cultivate the first stage, Sharpshooter, as soon as possible.
The first stage wasn't difficult. As long as he had enough strength, eyesight, and coordination of his movements to perfection, he could quickly master it with his King Realm cultivation.
The second stage was a little more difficult. He had to grasp arrow intent in order to be able to shoot an arrow like the Falling Moon. He still had to slowly explore it.
If he couldn't master the first stage, it was impossible for him to enter the second stage.
After Yang Wu meditated for a while, he took out the Ox Horn Bow. Just like before, he used the Falling Moon Bow Art's movements and the method of regulating his breathing. He circulated his power and gathered it on his arms. The acupuncture points on his arms pulsated, and his potential power was stimulated. He aimed the Ox Horn Bow in a certain direction, and after fully drawing the bow, he released an arrow.
Whoosh!
The arrow was like a meteor as it shot towards the sky.
Seven hundred to eight hundred feet in the sky, a flying beast couldn't react in time and was pierced through the abdomen by the arrow. Blood dripped down from the sky.
Only an expert like Yang Wu could achieve such a shooting range. Furthermore, it wasn't easy to aim at a flying beast at such a high altitude. The fact that he was able to hit the target with a single arrow showed that his archery skills were somewhat similar to the Hundred Steps Arrow.
However, Yang Wu knew that he was still some distance away from that step. He had to practice frequently. Out of a hundred arrows, he had to accurately hit the target with more than ninety arrows to meet the requirements of this stage.
Yang Wu continued to shoot arrows in different directions. He aimed at the leaves hundreds of feet away or the water demons that suddenly jumped up from the river. All of them became his targets along the way.
Most of them were hit by him, and only a few missed.
All of this was attributed to his strong sensing ability. His strong sensing ability was due to the Shenting's Tao Flower. His mental strength dominated all of these abilities.
Under these shooting practice sessions, he gradually became more adept at archery. As long as he practiced more, he would soon enter the realm of "Shooting from a Hundred Paces".
Soon, a day passed. They left the water route and began to travel on land towards the Barbarian Army.
Yang Wu wasn't in a hurry. He had to slowly wait for the Barbarian Army to take action. Only by cooperating with them could he achieve the effect he wanted.
However, no matter how fast he rushed, he still returned to the vicinity of the Barbarian Army two days later.
Yang Wu took out the old turtle's essence blood and said to the Silver Patterned Turtle, "Grandson Turtle, can you sense what kind of blood this is?"
The Silver Patterned Turtle licked its lips and said, "This is the strong essence blood of my clan's senior. Young Master wants to bestow it to me?"
"That's right, I want to bestow it to you. I'll also give you a Demon King Pill. Do you want it?" Yang Wu asked.
"Yes, yes. Young Master is too good." The Silver Patterned Turtle nodded and then took the initiative to grab the essence blood and pill.
Unfortunately, it grabbed empty air. Yang Wu wouldn't give it the essence blood and pill so easily.
"Take them and you have to obediently stay by my side in the future. You can't betray me in the slightest. Otherwise, even if you run to the ends of the earth, I'll kill you and make you into soup." Yang Wu said sternly.
"Yes, yes. Grandson will definitely be obedient." The Silver Patterned Turtle nodded and said.
Right now, even if Yang Wu chased it away, it still wouldn't want to leave.
Yang Wu's potential was too great. He was also on good terms with the Heavenly Demon and possessed the Ice Flood Dragon's Demon Core. These were all things that the Silver Patterned Turtle wanted. It was very clear that only by following Yang Wu wholeheartedly would it be able to obtain these things. Therefore, it had already made its decision.
"Very good. I'll give them to you. You can refine them here for the time being and increase your strength. Let the Fire Cloud Tiger protect you. I'll bring you back to the Royal City in the future." After speaking, Yang Wu gave the essence blood and pill to the Silver Patterned Turtle. He also left the Fire Cloud Tiger behind. He rode on the Dragon Blooded Horse and brought Meng Bingxue and Little Hei back to the Barbarian Army.
He was a Vice Commander in the army. His position in the army was different from before. His attitude had also changed. The two of them rode on the Dragon Blooded Horse and walked leisurely.
However, when he got close to the Barbarian Army, he felt a strange atmosphere. The soldiers who were guarding the place actually revealed a trace of a different aura to him. They didn't salute him immediately, which made him suspicious.
Not long after, he arrived at the Death Legion's range.
In the Barbarian Army, the Death Legion was guarding the first line of defense. Logically speaking, the Death Legion's soldiers should be the first to welcome him. However, no one made the slightest movement.
'What happened?' Yang Wu wondered in his heart.
After a while, the Death Legion's soldiers finally made a move. They surrounded Yang Wu one by one. They actually held their weapons and blocked Yang Wu's path. It didn't seem like a welcoming ceremony at all.
Yang Wu focused his gaze and discovered that these soldiers weren't familiar faces. They weren't his original soldiers at all.
"What are you doing? Don't you recognize me?" Yang Wu reprimanded.
At this moment, a general's voice rang out, "Traitor Yang Wu, quickly dismount and surrender. What are you waiting for?"
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