Chapter 310: Treasure Light Pavilion
Several months later, Fog Sea of Tongtian.
“Die!”
On an island filled with dense sinister energy, as streaks of light flashed one after another, miserable shrieks erupted immediately afterward.
The fiery red glow illuminated his face. At this moment, Lin Chang’an wore a cold expression while both hands formed sword seals.
Before him, two Sun-Piercing Divine Swords circled, forming a defensive sword shield. Far away on a black, icy cliff face—
A Sinister Spirit Beast King, two zhang in size, let out miserable screams, with several long swords pierced into its chest.
Three solid Sun-Piercing Divine Swords flickered with fiery red flames, causing this mid-grade Third-rank Sinister Spirit Beast King to howl in fear.
The other six sword gleams also pierced through and nailed it to the cliff wall, but under the violent backlash of sinister energy, bursts of sizzling sounds rang out.
The six sword gleams flickered and gradually dimmed, revealing faint phantom shadows. Seeing this, Lin Chang’an could not help but frown secretly.
“Sinister energy corrosion!”
This was another reason why many cultivators disliked dealing with sinister spirits—sinister energy could corrode the spiritual essence of magical artifacts.
After all, very few cultivators were willing to let their own magical artifacts suffer damage.
Not to mention that this Sinister Spirit Beast King possessed almost nothing of value—aside from its Sinister Spirit Demon Core, there was only a small amount of sinister spirit ash.
“What a pity. If it were ordinary magical artifacts, they might truly fear it.”
Lin Chang’an shook his head. The three Sun-Piercing Divine Swords suddenly blazed with brilliant light, terrifying heat surging as strands of fiery red flames flickered, igniting the Sinister Spirit Beast King.
When sinister energy reached a certain quantity or quality, it could indeed violate the natural rule of elemental suppression.
But the sinister energy contained in a single Third-rank Sinister Spirit Beast King was still far from enough to break such rules.
Therefore, under these terrifying flames, it could only struggle in its final moments.
With a final bang, the entire body of the Sinister Spirit Beast King turned into a pile of ashes. Seeing this, Lin Chang’an raised his hand and summoned back his magical artifacts.
“One down.”
A jade box that had already been prepared flew out from his Storage Pouch and began collecting the ashes left after the Sinister Spirit Beast King’s destruction. A faint smile appeared on Lin Chang’an’s face.
With elemental suppression at play, using his current Early Core Formation strength, killing a mid-grade Third-rank Sinister Spirit Beast King had required surprisingly little effort.
Part of it was because his strength far exceeded others of the same realm. More importantly, the suppression of elemental attributes had played a decisive role.
This made him sigh inwardly at how wise his earlier decision to choose the Fusang Divine Tree had been.
“Even if others discover that the cultivation method I mainly practice is wood-attribute, I won’t fear elemental suppression.”
A confident smile appeared on Lin Chang’an’s face. With a crisp snap of his fingers, a small cluster of spiritual fire appeared at his fingertip.
Wood Controls Fire—ordinary fire-attribute spells gained greatly increased power in his hands.
He gently blew on the spiritual fire at his fingertip. Instantly, the flame swelled with the wind, transforming into a towering fire dragon ten zhang long in midair, roaring as it swept toward the surrounding traces of battle.
Wherever the fire dragon passed, mountain rocks exploded with rumbling sounds, erasing the traces of his battle with the Sinister Spirit Beast King.
In this way, even if someone discovered this place, they would at most assume it had been the work of a Core Formation cultivator skilled in fire-attribute cultivation methods.
As for the traces of the Sun-Piercing Divine Sword—none remained whatsoever.
“Moo!”
In the distance, the Azure-Horned Ox let out an impatient low roar. Instantly, a beam of light shot from its mouth. Hundreds of annoying low-rank sinister spirits floating in the air were instantly petrified.
They immediately fell from the sky and shattered into fragments upon hitting the ground.
Then, with the Azure-Horned Ox stamping its four hooves, an invisible shockwave spread out. The petrified fragments disintegrated further, turning into fine dust.
With a gust of wind, the dust scattered away, leaving no trace of the petrification divine ability.
“Master!”
The Wind-Chirp Bird flew over excitedly, holding a low-grade Third-rank Sinister Spirit Demon Core in its beak. Lin Chang’an nodded in satisfaction and began cleaning up the battlefield.
The Core Formation spirit item Blackwater Liquid and the sinister spirit ash were all collected without exception.
Meanwhile, in the distance, the Sword Attendant was breathing heavily, yet flashes of sharp sword gleams flickered as the terrifying sinister spirits were continuously shredded apart.
Seeing this scene, Lin Chang’an nodded secretly.
“The Sword Path already excels in offensive power. Yet with the Sword Attendant’s Heavenly Spirit Sword Body enhancement, the power of her sword gleams far surpasses that of sword cultivators at the same realm.”
Lin Chang’an himself had also cultivated the Killing Origin Sword Art. Comparing them now, he could clearly see that although both were in the late Foundation Establishment stage, the attack power of the Sword Attendant’s sword gleams was much stronger.
This was the difference in talent.
After a short while, the Sword Attendant also finished clearing the battlefield. Outside the formation barrier, many sinister spirits were still wandering.
After all, they were not kind enough to clear every sinister spirit on the entire island.
They had only killed the Sinister Spirit Beast King, and the formation had trapped however many sinister spirits it could in the process.
“Master!”
“Not bad. But now it’s time for us to head back.”
Lin Chang’an chuckled softly. After observing the surroundings and confirming that no one was secretly lurking outside the formation, he finally withdrew the formation.
The Wind-Chirp Bird was stored in the Spirit Beast Pouch. Riding the Azure-Horned Ox, he simultaneously granted the Sword Attendant the escape light of a Core Formation cultivator.
Immediately, the group began heading toward the Five Dragon Island Sea Region.
Sitting on the back of the Azure-Horned Ox, Lin Chang’an looked at the island gradually disappearing behind them and sighed softly.
“In the past half year, the harvest has only been two mid-grade Third-rank Demon Cores and five low-grade Third-rank Demon Cores.”
For ordinary Core Formation cultivators, this would already count as a windfall.
But considering his true strength and the advantage of elemental suppression, in half a year he had only discovered two islands where sinister spirits gathered.
Most of his time had been wasted searching.
Seated on the Azure-Horned Ox, Lin Chang’an finally had the leisure to take out a spirit brush and began marking the Fog Sea of Tongtian map he had personally created.
He recorded the routes he had traveled and all the island information along the way.
Beside him, the Sword Attendant vigilantly guarded the surroundings while they traveled.
“The sea region is far too vast. Even for Core Formation cultivators, finding places where sinister spirits gather is purely a matter of luck.”
Although Yin-spring spirit veins were numerous, searching for them within the Fog Sea of Tongtian was far from easy.
Moreover, if he could hunt Sinister Spirit Beast Kings, cultivators who practiced fire, lightning, or metal-attribute cultivation methods were not fools either.
Core Formation spirit items had always been something people actively collected.
…
Half a month later, Lin Chang’an and his group quietly returned to Five Dragon Island.
Several days afterward, Xuanyin Pavilion.
“Fellow Daoist Lin, Fellow Daoist Wen, this matter will be entrusted to the two of you.”
Before the spirit ship departed, Fairy of Rainbow Skirt personally came to see them off with a smiling face. Accompanying her were Liu Ruyu and Xu Lingfeng, whose face was pale, his injuries clearly not yet fully healed.
“You’re too polite, Fellow Daoist.”
Lin Chang’an smiled lightly and nodded. Over the years, the relationship between the two had been quite good.
Meanwhile, Alchemist Wen, who was usually solitary and taciturn, raised his hand with a hoarse voice. Bottle after bottle of pills appeared.
“These are the pills recently refined.”
“Many thanks, Fellow Daoist Wen.”
Alchemist Wen nodded coldly. Lin Chang’an beside him secretly nodded in approval.
In this way, even if someone noticed that he was not on Celestial Spring Peak, they would not suspect that Alchemist Wen was his avatar.
As for those pills, they had naturally been refined earlier by him.
After all, including his three avatars and himself, there were a total of four Third-rank Alchemists.
Combined with his Regenerative Body, slow fire pill refinement barely consumed any of his energy or mana.
Naturally, he could refine pills very quickly.
Afterward, everyone cupped their hands in farewell. Xuanyin Pavilion’s Third-rank Spirit Vessel slowly disappeared from Five Dragon Island, heading toward Sea Abyss City.
A Third-rank Spirit Vessel, plus Lin Chang’an—an Early Core Formation cultivator—Alchemist Wen, a False Core cultivator, and a Third-rank Azure-Horned Ox.