Chapter 637: Chapter 185: Fire Element Heart Temple_2
The primary function of this close-fitting golden knife was to let the female cultivator prevent herself from being violated in desperate situations, whether to fight to the death or to use for suicide.
It could be considered Mu Lan’s last resort, hence closely guarded, its significance extraordinary.
Mu Lan and Ning Zhuo exchanged only a few words before she turned around to continue her training.
With the golden knife in hand, Ning Zhuo left Mulu Town and went to another deserted valley to resume his earlier cultivation.
Mu Lan’s golden knife was not poisoned, so when Ning Zhuo cut open his chest, he quickly dug a hole, severing the meridians near his heart and extracted his heart.
At the same time, he activated the Demon-infused Bloodline Technique, condensing a clump of blood vessels in the space where his heart had been to temporarily take over its function.
Ning Zhuo took a deep breath, feeling an unsettling emptiness and a chill in his chest cavity.
With a gentle toss, he threw his heart into the air.
Divine Sense Summoning.
As a result, the heart floated in mid-air, not falling to the ground.
Ning Zhuo began to use the Five Internal Organs Temple Spirit God Skill.
The technique generated a cluster of blood-colored luminance, enveloping the heart and slowly refining it.
In the rich blood light, a crimson color gradually radiated out. This was because among the five organs, the heart belongs to the Fire-attribute, and the Fire-attribute was now emitting crimson light.
Simultaneously, Sun Lingtong also executed the Cremation Prajna Spirit Liberation Sutra, igniting a great fire.
Ning Zhuo directly threw the medicine bottle into the flames and broke the seal.
The sealed Ten-Thousand-Year-Old Fire Spirit had just rushed out of the bottle when it was violently consumed by the fire.
It felt extremely puzzled.
As a being of Fire Essence, it was unable to merge with this flame and was even scorched and melted instead.
In a bid for survival, it hurried back into the medicine bottle.
The next moment, Ning Zhuo detonated the bottle, once again trapping the poor Ten-Thousand-Year-Old Fire Spirit within a sea of flames.
The Ten-Thousand-Year-Old Fire Spirit thrashed desperately to escape but was continuously blocked by both Sun Lingtong and Ning Zhuo. Soon, it was scorched beyond recognition, resembling a half-melted candle.
Realizing its impending doom, the Ten-Thousand-Year-Old Fire Spirit fell into a hysterical state, frantically trying to burst outwards.
Ning Zhuo and Sun Lingtong looked on with cold expressions, intercepting it at every attempt.
Eventually, the Ten-Thousand-Year-Old Fire Spirit was completely refined, turning into a mass of crimson Spiritual Nature.
Ning Zhuo’s heart fell into the sea of flames and fused with the Spirit’s Spiritual Nature.
Ning Zhuo steadily operated the Five Internal Organs Temple Spirit God Skill, gradually refining the merged Spiritual Nature into a sphere of light.
Inside the glowing sphere was a fiery red, indistinct temple, barely visible.
“It’s refined!” Ning Zhuo showed a hint of joy, and with Divine Sense Summoning, he drew out the Fire-attribute Heart Temple and placed it into his chest cavity.
The blood vessels acting as a temporary heart receded on their own, leaving space open.
The Heart Temple settled back into its place, transforming once more into a heart, and automatically connecting to the surrounding veins.
“Thump, thump, thump.”
The heart beat, bursting with lifeblood once more, providing Ning Zhuo’s body with its source of vital force.
Sun Lingtong stopped maintaining the Cremation Prajna Spirit Liberation Sutra and immediately executed Healing Magic to treat Ning Zhuo’s wounds.
With Sun Lingtong’s full effort, Ning Zhuo’s chest wound healed quickly.
Ning Zhuo infused his Divine Sense, directly reaching his heart.
In a trance, he found himself in a temple, sitting solemnly on a divine throne, turned into the effigy of the Fire God enshrined within the temple.
From outside the temple, a vast amount of blood surged like a long river, washing over the base of the Fire God Temple.
Ning Zhuo tried to manipulate the power of the Fire God Temple, gradually increasing its intensity.
The Fire God Temple began to emit intense light and heat, full of vitality, heating the great blood river violently until it boiled and steamed rapidly.
Thus, massive amounts of Blood Qi surged upward like a waterfall, soaring into the sky from the bottom of the Fire God Temple, piercing through the heavens.
Meanwhile, Ning Zhuo’s physical body surged with Blood Qi, making him resemble a lobster, his breathing became heavy, his body drenched in sweat, his life force exuberantly ascending, climbing higher and higher!
Ning Zhuo felt his physical strength and power greatly enhanced, even his thought processes sped up by more than double.
The heart is responsible for blood circulation; by increasing the bloodstream and making it fiercely surge, one can enhance a cultivator’s abilities from the inside out, greatly boosting their vigor and vitality.
However, when Ning Zhuo ceased harnessing the might of the Fire God Temple, he immediately felt an intense exhaustion envelop his whole body.
“The state just now couldn’t last, it was an beyond-limit outbreak of inner foundation.”
Ning Zhuo immediately felt a bout of hunger.
The hunger was gnawing!
He quickly took out some Spirit Food and stuffed it into his mouth, swallowing several large bites fiercely.
The Spirit Food he swallowed was quickly digested.
Ning Zhuo’s mind stirred, this time channeling his Divine Sense into the Earth Element Spleen Temple.
He became the deity of the Earth God Temple, presiding over the absorption and digestion of external substances. The rare impurities in the Spirit Food were also taken into the temple, accumulating continuously, just like the earth embracing everything; forming the Earth Element Spleen Temple’s own storage.
Over time, at the end of the day, this accumulation could undergo a qualitative change, turning waste into treasure.
“The Fire Temple intensifies consumption, while the Earth Temple aids in absorption. Both are in charge of one aspect and can work in coordination.”
“In the future, when the Water Temple, Gold Temple, and Wood Temple are established, the integration of the Five Elements can create a complete and profound cycle.”
Full of thoughts, Ning Zhuo couldn’t help envisaging the beautiful future ahead.
Thousand Peak Forest.
Dragon King Massive Column Mountain.
In the bustling and tense assembly hall.
Ever since Du Tiechuan built the Dragon Shadow Nine Pillar Parade Platform, some cultivators in the conference hall suggested to send troops directly to Mulu Town.
But this proposal was single-handedly rejected by Lu Hongtu.
Consequently, when Du Tiechuan’s tactical intentions were exposed, the cultivators’ criticism towards Lu Hongtu intensified rapidly.
Now, another cultivator put forward this proposal: “This is the last chance! The might of Iron Stream Flat Country’s Military Art is already renowned, and everyone is aware of its potency!”
“Thankfully, Du Tiechuan’s subordinates constitute a new army, newly recruited and still in training, needing time to prepare.”
“This is a huge lapse left by the enemy, a chance for victory bestowed by heaven.”
“But what are we doing now? Are we actually sitting back and letting the enemy leisurely organize, to eventually deploy their military tactics successfully?!”
This statement immediately garnered a lot of agreement.
For a time, the hall was filled with clamorous supporting voices.
Almost all the cultivators’ eyes were focused on Lu Hongtu.
Lu Hongtu, with a stern face, retorted: “Humph, my opinion is still the same. You all are underestimating Du Tiechuan too much.”
“Observing his past campaigns, they’re meticulously thorough; under his systematic arrangement, both the enemy and us find no opportunity to act, but to follow his plan.”
“If we start a war, abandoning the strategic advantage of Thousand Peak Forest, it will be like giving up a lengthy advantage for a shortcoming, blindly rushing into the enemy’s ambush, which is extremely unwise!”
Lu Hongtu also had supporters, albeit fewer in number, who started to speak up after his remarks.
For a moment, the hall was filled with arguments and cursing.
“sigh!” Lu Hongtu inwardly sighed deeply, knowing that this conference would end just like the previous ones, amidst the noise, without any conclusion.
“The disadvantage of the alliance is just like this. Only a few people can truly make decisions in this war.” Leaving behind a clone as a decoy, Lu Hongtu quietly left to visit Lord Long.
Lord Long was receiving guests, but upon learning of Lu Hongtu’s arrival, he immediately dispatched servants to guide the latter into the secret chamber.
Upon entering the room, Lu Hongtu saw Lord Long entertaining two Ghost Cultivators.
One was clad in a white robe with red eyes and surrounded by mist. The other was coal-black like charcoal, and with each breath, faint remnants of red flame could be seen seeping through his body’s crevices.
Lord Long, seeing Lu Hongtu’s arrival, cheerfully introduced him: “These two gentlemen are from the Soul Devouring Sect, called Tian Shuang and Di Hui.”
Lu Hongtu’s heart jolted, and he greeted them with a one-handed salute, “So it’s the Heaven and Earth Ghosts, I’ve heard much about you.”
The white-clothed Ghost Cultivator Tian Shuang nodded slightly: “The two of us are here on behalf of our sects to complete two tasks: one is to assist your forces, and the other is to capture someone alive, a kid named Ning Zhuo.”