Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

Chapter 913: Chapter 914: Sword of Silence! (Third Update)

“No problem, definitely no problem.”

Ling Feng forced a smile and furrowed his brow before suddenly coming up with a plan.

“Hehe, Elixir Demon elder, the junior might not have enough Elemental Crystals, but I do have some Spiritual Liquid here. You see if it might be worth some money.”

Ling Feng said mysteriously.

“Oh?” Elixir Demon raised his eyebrows, “Let me see!”

Ling Feng pursed his lips and took out a porcelain bottle from the Spirit Storage Ring, filled with water from the rivers in the Water Origin Realm. Back in the day, Ling Feng had auctioned diluted river water as “Heavenly Mallow Sacred Water,” which was quite valuable.

“Oh, spring water containing the Water Realm!”

The Elixir Demon really knew his stuff and grew more surprised the longer he looked, with waves of shock surging in his heart, “This… It’s not just the Water Realm, there’s even a trace of the Water Rules’ aura fluctuation!”

“Gulp!”

The Elixir Demon swallowed hard but kept his face as calm as possible, “Ahem, it’s not too bad!”

Ling Feng pursed his lips, “Is this bottle of Heavenly Mallow Sacred Water enough to cover the cost of those herbs?”

The Elixir Demon raised his eyebrows but immediately suppressed his inner joy, adopted a stern expression, and said, “One bottle might not be enough!”

“Well… but elder, I don’t have a second bottle.” Ling Feng showed a look of embarrassment. As the saying goes, rare things are valuable, if too much is offered at once, it would lose its worth.

“Alright, alright, since you call me elder, one bottle it is.”

Saying this, the Elixir Demon snatched away the bottle of “Heavenly Mallow Sacred Water,” pretending to look heartbroken, “Sigh, I’ve taken a loss, taken a loss!”

Ling Feng tried hard to suppress his laughter inside; let him be crafty, a gentle breeze brushes the mountain!

If the Elixir Demon knew Ling Feng had several rivers of “Heavenly Mallow Sacred Water” in his Five Elements Heavenly Palace, he would probably spew blood on the spot.

This would definitely be the biggest humiliation in his unscrupulous career!

“Ahem…” Ling Feng coughed dryly, faking a look of great benefit, and thanked the Elixir Demon profusely, “Elixir Demon elder, I really appreciate your help this time!”

“No problem, no problem.”

Elixir Demon secretly felt proud but kept an expressionless face, “Kid, I’ve already looked at the Elixir Recipe you gave me; it’s quite difficult to refine. Even with the help of the Flame Valley Mysterious Spirit Tripod, the success rate would not exceed thirty percent.”

Ling Feng nodded. If the success rate surpassed fifty percent, the Elixir Demon could be considered an eighth-level alchemist.

It’s worth noting that within the Sky White Empire, currently, no one, including Ling Feng, possesses the skills of an eighth-level alchemist.

Ling Feng’s expression turned serious, slowly saying, “So I hope the elder can cooperate with me to refine this eighth-level Spirit Elixir. The junior’s cultivation realm is insufficient to control flames well, but my refining and purification technique is decent. If the elder could help with Fire Control, I think the success rate could increase significantly.”

“Hehe, kid, you want me to assist you?” Elixir Demon raised an eyebrow, looking at Ling Feng with a faint smile.

“The junior dares not!”

“What’s there to not dare!” Elixir Demon dismissively said, “Haha, your alchemy level is inherently higher than mine, just getting held back by insufficient cultivation. Helping you isn’t a big deal either.”

Ling Feng touched his nose. Although the Elixir Demon was indeed crafty, he was quite upfront about alchemy.

After all, regular alchemy grandmasters wouldn’t easily admit someone else is more skilled.

The sword fanatic on the side saw Ling Feng and the Elixir Demon chatting animatedly, ignoring them altogether, and returned to his casting platform, starting some forging with “ping-ping-clang-clang” sounds.

If Jiang Xiaofan were here, he could see the Sword Demon working on the Ten Thousand Refinement Steel that he had diligently hammered for a month.

Soon, the Elixir Demon had prepared roughly twenty batches of herbs, and the two went to the volcano mouth of Flame Valley, activated the Flame Valley Mysterious Spirit Tripod, and began refining the Concentrating Spirit Pill.

Initially, their collaboration was somewhat awkward, with the first three attempts ending in failure, but starting from the fourth, they gradually honed their synergy.

The fourth attempt at refining the Concentrating Spirit Pill, although only a half-product, was nonetheless a successful condensation, marking the start of success.

The fifth attempt…

The sixth attempt…

Time passed bit by bit.

At sunset, followed by a new dawn, the cycle of day and night continued for a full day and night.

Ling Feng and the Elixir Demon were so exhausted they were nearly paralyzed, but the final results were satisfactory. Out of twenty batches of materials, they successfully refined eight batches, producing eight Concentrating Spirit Pills. Eight pills were more than enough.

After resting for quite a while, Ling Feng finally crawled up from the ground, gasping for air as he thanked the Elixir Demon.

“Elixir Demon elder, it’s really been tiring for you this time.”

The Elixir Demon leaned on his wheelchair, unable to move; although he was a Human Emperor expert, controlling fire was far more exhausting than material purification processes.

Especially when refining eighth-level Spirit Elixirs, after twenty consecutive frenzied activations of Primordial Qi, even an expert like the Elixir Demon felt as though his body was drained.

While Ling Feng’s task of purifying and fusing elixirs mainly consumed spiritual power, luckily, he possessed a soul origin far stronger than others, with spiritual power thick enough to astonish him. So, while the Elixir Demon was exhausted, Ling Feng only felt somewhat tired.

“Kid, I really took a huge loss this time! Had I known, I should’ve charged double the fee!” Elixir Demon regretfully said.

Ling Feng walked to the Elixir Demon’s side, pushed his wheelchair down the hill with him, thanked him again, and prepared to leave Flame Valley.

At that moment, the sword fanatic approached quickly, handed over a blunt, slender black sword, and said flatly, “This is the sword crafted by my foolish boy Xiao Fan with his own hands, using Ten Thousand Refinement Steel. You pass it to Xiao Fan for me.”

Ling Feng took the sword in both hands, feeling it slightly heavy, mismatched with its thin appearance.

“Sword fanatic elder, this sword…” Ling Feng inspected the sword and smiled, reminding, “Elder, didn’t you forget to sharpen it?”

“This sword has no edge; it’s a masterpiece of simplicity.”

The sword fanatic swung the sword with a single arm, emitting Infinite Power as if even the void might shatter.

Ling Feng’s eyelid flicked slightly; the sword qi this sword unleashed differed from ordinary sharp energy, feeling heavy, domineering, like a mountain crushing forward.

It seemed to be a unique skill in applying power, complementing this blunt sword to unleash the maximum strength.

“Tell Xiao Fan, if he can comprehend the mysteries within this sword, he’ll be worthy of becoming my closed-door disciple!”

The sword fanatic casually tossed back the sword, laughing heartily as he strode away.

“Elder, you haven’t named this sword yet!” Ling Feng shouted after the sword fanatic’s departing figure.

“A sword that stuns the heavens, eternally silent. This sword shall be named Silence…”

The voice gradually faded away, Ling Feng gently stroked his sword, his eyes gleaming with a touch of brilliance, “Silence Sword, great! Xiao Fan’s going to have another fine sword!”