Shrouding the Heavens

Chapter 344 - 345 Chapter 350 Divine Silkworm 9 Transformations

345: Chapter 350: Divine Silkworm 9 Transformations 345: Chapter 350: Divine Silkworm 9 Transformations “Senior, do you know what it is?” Beside him, an elder respectfully asked.

This showed how extraordinary the status of the Guardian of the Ji Family’s Stone Garden was; even some old elders regarded themselves as juniors.

He was tall, with an imposing presence.

His silver hair flowed like a waterfall, and his skin was as white as jade.

He clearly possessed a Miracle Technique.

“This golden little being…” He frowned, seeming a bit unsure.

Everyone listened attentively.

Surprisingly, even the Golden Little Spirit was listening, tilting its head, focusing here.

The silver-haired elder observed carefully, nodded, and said, “It should be an Ancient Divine Silkworm.” As soon as these words were spoken, jaws dropped.

How could it be a silkworm?

It clearly resembled a True Dragon, yet it was called a bug.

The Golden Little Spirit blinked its large eyes, seemingly perplexed, not acknowledging the elder’s words.

Everyone was puzzled, filled with questions, but they all knew that this elder had an extraordinary status and couldn’t be speaking nonsense.

“No matter how I look at it, it resembles a young dragon, having nothing to do with a silkworm…” someone murmured softly.

The silver-haired elder said, “In fact, it can also be called a beast.

However, a Heavenly Source Master of the past called this creature a Divine Silkworm, and that’s how the name was passed down.” “Why is that?” More confusion arose among the crowd, and someone asked.

“According to the Heavenly Source Master, its first form is a Divine Silkworm.

The reason for adding ‘Divine’ before ‘Silkworm’ is because it’s exceptionally remarkable, worthy of being called a divine insect.” The silver-haired elder spoke slowly, with no one interrupting.

Everyone listened carefully, and the Golden Little Spirit was also earnestly listening.

“This kind of being is quite peculiar,” the elder explained.

“It is capable of constant evolution, with its first form indeed being a silkworm, entirely golden and sparkling, feeding on Source, and its lifespan is unclear.

It is said that once it transforms, it leaves the realm of silkworms and becomes a small golden snake.

In its lifetime, it can undergo up to nine transformations, each transformation akin to a rebirth, like a Nirvana, with its power soaring with each change.

However, it is generally considered great if this kind of being can undergo one or two transformations, as the conditions for each transformation are quite harsh.” “What kind of existence will it become after nine transformations of the Divine Silkworm?” someone asked.

The silver-haired elder said, “It will become an unimaginably powerful生物, enough to dominate Heaven and Earth during the time immemorial.” “A divine insect can evolve to such a realm?!” Many were in disbelief.

“Indeed, it can.” The silver-haired elder nodded.

These secrets originated from a Heavenly Source Master of the past, who traversed mountains and Ancient Veins, excavated countless ancient mines, and had the most authoritative understanding of Ancient creatures.

Still, the silver-haired elder only knew part of it and could not thoroughly explain, as too much time had passed, with dust burying history, making the truth distant and hard to uncover.

“Generally, this kind of divine insect can only transform once or twice.

If it truly completes nine transformations, wouldn’t it be a True Dragon?” Upon hearing this conjecture, everyone looked shocked, glancing at the little spirit on the shoulder of the white-robed young nun.

It shimmered with golden radiance, truly resembling a young dragon, its eyes full of innocence, as if saying, Don’t look at me.

The silver-haired elder shook his head and said, “What it can ultimately transform into, no one can say for sure.” Years ago, a Heavenly Source Master once said that the nine transformations of the Divine Silkworm are entirely unpredictable, and it’s hard to say clearly what kind of creature it will ultimately become.

He once speculated that some humanoid kings among Ancient creatures might have evolved from this type of being.

Of course, this was all without evidence and mere speculation.

However, Heavenly Source Masters had the most authority regarding Ancient races because they interacted with them extensively, discovering many secrets unknown to ordinary people in the vast underground and ancient mines.

Upon learning all this, many cultivators were shocked.

Staring at the Golden Little Spirit with unusual expressions, they thought that if this little thing could undergo nine transformations, it would become a supreme existence!

“How many transformations has it undergone?” Finally, someone raised the question.

“It should have only undergone two transformations,” the silver-haired elder said.

Yet everyone remained puzzled because the little spirit seemed confused, as if it did not understand any of this and did not acknowledge the elder’s words.

“It seems like a blank slate, very innocent, as if it doesn’t know its own identity.” “Yes, no matter how you look at it, it appears like a little muddleheaded being, knowing nothing.” The silver-haired elder shook his head and said, “Each transformation is a rebirth, not only changing the body but also erasing memories, starting anew.” “How extreme!

The nine transformations of the Divine Silkworm, wouldn’t that equate to experiencing nine lives?!” Even some old elders were shocked.

“How else could it become an existence that dominates Heaven and Earth?” the silver-haired elder said.

Someone pondered and said, “I recall an ancient scripture lost in the Eastern Wastelands that resembles the nine transformations of the Divine Silkworm.” “In Ancient Times, there was the Immortal Heavenly Technique, from which a Divine Embryo would be born within a dying old body, breaking and then establishing anew.” Today, Ye Fan had uncovered such a being.

The emergence of a living Ancient creature was surprising, making many envious and jealous.

“Though it’s an Ancient creature, it’s not necessarily more valuable than Brother Tuoba’s Divine Source!” Wu Ziming suddenly spoke.

“That’s right, it can hardly transform.

Under normal circumstances, one or two evolutions are its limit.

How could it compare to a divine object worth five hundred thousand jin of Pure Source?” Li Chongtian echoed.

They were tired of losing and didn’t want to admit defeat, unwilling to hand over tens of thousands of jin of Source to Ye Fan.

“Regardless of whether it can undergo the nine transformations of the Divine Silkworm, its ability to communicate with spirits alone surpasses Divine Sources,” the silver-haired elder said.

“It can communicate with spirits?” Everyone showed doubtful expressions, asking once more.

“Because it can produce Divine Sources,” the silver-haired elder explained.

“Ten thousand years ago, a Heavenly Source Master once said that, even without considering its potential to transform into a supreme being, the value of a Divine Silkworm was at least six hundred thousand jin of Source.

This mystical creature feeds on Source and can spin Divine Silk, forming the Divine Silkworm Cocoon, which is the purest form of Divine Source.” “Heavens, really?” Everyone was shocked.

This little spirit could actually produce Divine Sources, truly leaving them astounded.

Right then, a group of old men and countless others stared fervently at the little spirit, which resembled a True Dragon.

It fluttered its big eyes, still displaying an innocent expression, its little golden claw clutched onto a lock of the white-robed young nun’s hair, nervously sticking to her shoulder.

“Gu Feng, my young friend, name your price!

I am determined to own this little spirit!” “I am willing to pay any price!

I must buy it!” …

A crowd gathered around Ye Fan, and he couldn’t get a word in edgewise as everyone was immensely eager.

“Senior, how much Source does it require to produce a Divine Silkworm Cocoon?” Ye Fan asked the silver-haired elder, trying to divert the attention of the cultivators.

“A lot, it’s not worth the cost,” the elder replied.

“If it were a spirit that had only transformed once, eating up one million jin of Pure Source and only producing a Divine Silkworm Cocoon worth ten thousand jin of Pure Source would be considered good.” “This…

is too extravagant!” Everyone was dumbfounded.

“A Divine Silkworm that has transformed twice or more will have a much higher conversion rate.” Many people backed out; they couldn’t afford the upkeep of this little thing.

It was simply a little glutton.

Of course, this only applied to ordinary sects.

The people from the Sacred Lands, however, were tempted.

Divine Sources held special significance and value, and the top-tier major powers coveted them endlessly.

If possible, at times, they were willing to squander infinite Pure Source to convert into Divine Sources, even if it was extremely wasteful.

The silver-haired elder said, “Ten thousand years ago, Jade Lake Sacred Land had a Divine Silkworm, a gift from a Heavenly Source Master.

Everything I know about this, I learned from Jade Lake.” Many people showed strange expressions.

Ten thousand years ago, that eccentric individual had arrived at the divine city, making all the Sacred Lands turn green with envy, yet they had no way to retaliate.

All techniques are interconnected.

When Source Technique reaches its pinnacle, it approaches the Dao and can grant Heavenly and Earthly powers.

That eccentric individual’s strength was unfathomable.

“Could Jade Lake’s Divine Silkworm eventually transform into the supreme creature?” The silver-haired elder shook his head, saying, “Almost impossible.

Each transformation requires extremely stringent conditions.

Even during the time immemorial, it was rarely successful, let alone now.” “Little creature, I rescued you.

Come here quickly, I’ll give you Source to eat.” Ye Fan smiled, taking out a large chunk of Pure Source, and beckoned to the Golden Little Spirit.

The True Dragon-like little spirit immediately puffed up, turning its head to the side, ignoring him.

“Quite a temper, aren’t you?

You just ate my Divine Source, which was worth one hundred thousand jin,” Ye Fan smiled.

“You took Little Cutie’s Divine Source, so of course, it’s upset.

That belongs to it,” the white-robed young nun muttered quietly.

Within this short time, she had already given the Golden Little Spirit a name, and the little thing seemed to accept it.

It stretched out a little paw, palm upward, as if asking for that piece of Divine Source, staring at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan threatened it, “Little fellow, I rescued you, so you have to follow me from now on.

What more Divine Source do you think you need?

Behave, or I’ll sell you off.” “Alright, I want to buy Little Cutie!” the white-robed young nun happily chimed in.

The Golden Little Spirit clenched a tiny fist, silently waving it at Ye Fan, then looked at the Great Xia’s princess, blinking its large, shiny eyes.

Ye Fan felt a headache.

How should I deal with this little thing?

He seemed unable to protect it.

Many major powers, including those from all the Sacred Lands, were sending him mental transmissions, wanting to purchase the Golden Little Spirit.

He couldn’t afford to offend any of these major powers.

Besides, this little creature clearly seemed wasteful; even a Divine Source half the size of a human head wasn’t enough for it to bite.

Do I really have to sell it?

But what if it undergoes the nine transformations of the Divine Silkworm in the future…

Ye Fan shook his head without making a decision and walked towards Tuoba Chang.

It was time to collect the spoils.

Wu Ziming and Li Chongtian stood aside.

Seeing Ye Fan approach, their faces turned pale; they had just lost tens of thousands of jin of Source once again.

Nearby, Li Yishui, the Grand Elder from Illusion Destruction Palace, felt dizzy.

Having recently fallen into a huge pit, he now had to hand over eighty thousand jin of Source.

He was on the verge of coughing up blood.

Ye Fan ignored them.

The most important thing right now was to collect the human-head-sized Divine Source.

It hung quietly suspended in the air.

Though hidden within its stone skin, dozens of rays of Divine Radiance still shot out, exceptionally brilliant.

Tuoba Chang was extremely unwilling but had no recourse, watching as Ye Fan held the Divine Source in his palm.

“Little guy, I have such a large piece of Divine Source here, want it?” Ye Fan tried to allure the Golden Little Spirit nearby.

WHOOSH!

Indeed, a golden streak rushed over, almost instantaneously; the crowd failed to react.

Luckily, Ye Fan was prepared.

He swiftly put away the Divine Source and then flipped his hand to grab the spirit.

WHOOSH!

A flash of gold disappeared in an instant.

The Golden Little Spirit returned to the shoulder of the white-robed young nun, glaring at Ye Fan, puffed up.

“The nine transformations of the Divine Silkworm, an ancient legend…

is it truly coming to pass?” Unnoticed, the Scarlet Dragon Daoist had appeared in the Stone Garden, his pupils constricting as he stared intently at the Golden Little Spirit.

At the same time, Li Heishui transmitted a message to Ye Fan, suspecting that a strange black stone had shifted.