Yellow Court Daoist-Chapter 267 - 250 Dutian Demon Flames! Returning to the Origin!

Abandoned Mountain.

Azure Dragon River Bank.

Lu Qingfeng had his hands behind his back, and the river wind brushed his face, piercingly cold, causing his long hair to dance in the wind.

"Garbage Star."

According to the "Heavenly Listening and Earthly Viewing Great Method," Lu Qingfeng knew that this star was called "Garbage Star," also known as "Magic Artifact Grave."

No one knows exactly how large Garbage Star is within tens of miles.

The origin of Garbage Star is unknown, lost in how many years past, and it's also not known where the first humans on Garbage Star came from.

This place seems to be an abandoned planet.

The Spiritual Energy is scarce, only permitting the most basic of cultivation. Similar to the middle sections of the Crying Swamp, cultivation up to the stages of Foundation Establishment Qi Introduction and Foundation Establishment Condensing Liquid is not a problem. Any further would require the aid of Elixir Pills or Spirit Stones.

Lu Qingfeng's limited cultivation level does not allow him to probe the further reaches of the Earth Realm.

He only knew that his arrival point was within a few tens of miles in the region of Treasure Mountain.

Treasure Mountain looks like a blend of mountains and towns, gathering tens of thousands of people within a radius of fifty to sixty miles. Lin Feng and Lin Ye's parents ran a rice shop in Treasure Mountain, but tragedy struck their fields, and both parents became victims to wild beasts, leaving behind no remains.

Only the siblings were left to rely on each other for survival.

Unable to make a living in Treasure Mountain, Lin Feng sold the rice shop and moved to live on Skull Mountain, more than thirty miles northwest of Treasure Mountain. This place is the closest to Abandoned Mountain, and if one is willing to risk their life, it's always possible to scavenge usable ironware or fragments of Magic Artifacts from the Magic Artifact Grave.

It was through these life-risking jobs that Lin Feng could support himself and his sister.

West of Skull Mountain, is where Lu Qingfeng stands at this moment. Every ten years, a large amount of discarded Magic Artifacts would fall from the sky, which is why this place is called Abandoned Mountain.

The Azure Dragon River rushes forward, dividing Abandoned Mountain into two banks.

Both Skull Mountain and Treasure Mountain are on the South Shore.

"Nestled by the mountain and near the water."

"A good place!"

Lu Qingfeng stood by the Azure Dragon River, watching the river surging, listening to the roar of the water, feeling his heart become light and cheerful. Behind him was Abandoned Mountain; in the wilderness, trees and bamboo stubbornly grew, as did vines and weeds sprouting from crevices in rocks and from between metals.

Vines even twined around the rocks and metal.

One month ago.

The ten-year cycle arrived, and a massive number of discarded Magic Artifacts and metals poured down, burying the new greenery of ten years, yet revealing new possibilities.

"With so many discarded Magic Artifacts, the new Divine Skills can really come in handy."

"Backed by the big river, I can also pick out crabs and shrimps, nourishing Water Dao Soldiers!"

Lu Qingfeng sat cross-legged by the river, in his hand a fragment of a Magic Artifact.

This curved piece of iron seemed a corner of a shield. Inside, some Spiritual Power residue still lingered, even a complete First Level talisman. Lin Feng had a Sniffing Spirit Rat for guidance—it was drawn to the residual Spiritual Power in these artifacts, thereby discerning their value.

However, this piece of metal, even when whole, is only a Second Rank Magic Artifact. Now that it's damaged, not only are there limitations to its use, its power is diminished—most likely not even comparable to a High-level Talisman Artifact.

Lu Qingfeng was unimpressed.

He tossed the metal piece into the air, forming a Seal Technique with his hands, and with a 'bang,' a ball of flames appeared in the air, enveloping the metal piece.

Burning continuously.

The metal piece gradually melted.

About a quarter of an hour later.

A few scraps fell here and there, and several puddles of molten iron separated from each other.

The scraps scattered on the ground, which Lu Qingfeng did not bother with. The various puddles of molten iron fell from the sky as they met with the damp air, rapidly solidifying and falling to the ground.

Lu Qingfeng casually levitated a piece of silver-white iron, resembling a silver ingot.

[Material: Silver Essence]

[Description: Material for refining Magic Artifacts extracted by cultivators using True Fire from pure silver]

"Dutian Demon Flames, Returning to the Origin, indeed formidable!"

A delighted expression appeared on Lu Qingfeng's face.

The discarded Magic Artifacts spanning over a hundred miles, covering dozens of mountain peaks, will provide enough Refining Materials to support his early stage of cultivation.

[Divine Skill: Dutian Demon Flames]

[Grade: Ordinary]

[Description: Elucidated and enhanced from the twelve Du Tian Fierce Fire God Flags, it can melt all things under heaven and earth, reverting them to their original essence, Returning to the Origin. The Demon Flames surge, capable of reducing an entire Realm to nothingness.]

Dutian Demon Flames!

This was elucidated from the twelve Du Tian Fierce Fire God Flags in the Red Smoke Realm, and before his death in the Five Directions Realm, Lu Qingfeng had strengthened it to the Divine Power Level, becoming more powerful and mysterious.

An extraordinary Divine Skill.

Even many of the top Immortal Sects in the Lower Realm could not obtain it.

Lu Qingfeng had mastered twenty-four Divine Skills, each containing untapped potential, awaiting exploration and discovery.

The Dutian Demon Flames, already a Super-level Technique before becoming a Divine Skill has now risen in power, becoming ever more ineffable.

Separating the Refining Materials melted from the discarded Magic Artifacts back into their diverse forms is one manifestation of the Dutian Demon Flames' "Returning to the Origin."

This reaped substantial benefits for the current Lu Qingfeng.

With a thought, Lu Qingfeng extinguished the Dutian Demon Flames in the sky. The Zhu Rong Demon God burst out from within his body, rushing straight towards the Magic Artifact Grave. Flames engulfed its body, distinctly the Dutian Demon Flames.

"The Zhu Rong Demon God commands the Zhu Rong Divine Flames and Dutian Fierce Fire, originating from the same source as the Dutian Demon Flames, thus employing the Dutian Demon Flames is not difficult."

"In this way."

"Refining Materials for Daoist Soldiers, armor, and weapons need not be worried about. The only concern is—Spiritual Medicine—"

The Zhu Rong Demon God constantly extracted materials from magic artifacts, and various artifact refining materials were not in short supply. However, whether it was personal cultivation or nurturing Daoist soldiers, one could not do without spirit pills and wonderful medicines.

This was the greatest limitation.

"Sniffing Spirit Rat."

Lu Qingfeng thought of the Sniffing Spirit Rat.

With the Sniffing Spirit Rat's sensitivity to spiritual objects, if there were spiritual medicines nearby, they would definitely not escape the Sniffing Spirit Rat's nostrils.

However, the Sniffing Spirit Rat was still in its infancy and had extremely poor self-protection abilities. Its master, Lin Feng, was even just an ordinary person.

"First cultivate the Sniffing Spirit Rat and Lin Feng."

Lu Qingfeng's gaze was fixed as he drew over the materials refined by the Zhu Rong Demon God and began artifact refining.

As a Fifth-Order Refining Master, refining talisman artifacts was more than easy.

In less than half an hour, there were twelve talisman artifacts akin to mortal weaponry such as knives, spears, swords, and halberds, helmets, and shields laid on the ground.

All were Second Rank Talisman Artifacts.

"Greetings to Master."

Lin Feng settled his sister and rushed to the riverside. Seeing his master fiddle with flames and scorch metal and stones, with weapons falling shortly after, his eyes widened, feeling it incredibly magical.

"Are you familiar with Treasure Mountain? Can you exchange these twelve talisman artifacts for the herbs on the list?"

Lu Qingfeng took a stack of processed beast skins from his chest, with detailed medicinal materials on them, including medicinal properties, appearance, and other comprehensive information. Even if the names were different, they could correspond easily.

"Treasure Mountain is thirty or forty miles from here. It may take four or five days to go back and forth and gather the medicinal materials. Lin Ye, she—" Lin Feng hesitated.

"Lin Ye has me to look after her, rest assured."

Lu Qingfeng slowly said.

"Thank you, Master."

"The disciple will definitely complete the task!"

Only then did Lin Feng take on the task, "The disciple will go tell Lin Ye and leave immediately."

"No rush."

"Rest for a day, and it's not too late to go tomorrow."

Having just moved away from Skull Mountain, Lin Feng left Lin Ye alone here, feeling inevitably anxious. Moreover, Lin Feng was taking twelve talisman artifacts alone to Treasure Mountain, which was very likely to attract unwanted attention.

Lu Qingfeng certainly did not want to lose a disciple he had only just taken a liking to.

...

The next day.

Lin Feng held a domineering mountain-chopping blade in his hand, with the other eleven talisman artifacts on his back. In addition to the list of medicinal materials, he also had a stack of Yellow Talismans in his chest.

Overcoming mountains and crossing ridges.

Rushing to Treasure Mountain.

By the Azure Dragon River.

Lu Qingfeng watched as Lin Feng's back disappeared, shaking his head, "I didn't expect there to be a time to return to the old trade of talisman making."

Back in Upper Sun Country, his cultivation speed was limited, and in order to enhance his own and Qing Peak and Qingyu's ability to protect themselves, Lu Qingfeng had delved into the art of talisman making.

It had been a long time since he touched it, and he didn't expect that it could be useful in this life.

Although Lin Feng's strength was modest, he was equipped with dozens of low-level and intermediate talisman, enough to deal with any emergency. Even if Treasure Mountain's so-called 'martial master' personally made a move, with the intermediate talismans, Lin Feng might be able to fight and win, even catch the martial master by surprise and kill him.

At the very least, with the Godspeed Talisman at hand, escape was certainly no concern.

"Martial Master."

Lu Qingfeng's eyes scanned over the Azure Dragon River, but his heart was pondering.

There was once a dark age in the Black Star Realm when One Realm had just shattered, changing from 'Heavenly Circle and Earth Square' to 'Cosmic Starry Sky' with new stars and scattered spiritual energy.

During this time, the Black Star Realm cultivated in extremely harsh conditions and adapted to such environment, taking a different route in early cultivation from traditional methods.

Just like in Changqing Realm and Sky Witch Realm.

One is the revival of spiritual energy, the other is the End of Dharma Era, where cultivation converges after reaching the Foundation Establishment Stage, but there are differences before Foundation Establishment.

The Black Star Realm is no exception.

The other star realms and regions are not yet known, but in the Treasure Mountain area, mortals regard themselves as 'Martial Artists,' and depending on different cultivation levels, they're called 'Martial Artist,' 'Martial Arts Apprentice,' 'Samurai,' 'Martial Master,' and so on.

"Martial Artist 'Training Meat,' the foundation of martial arts, making one's flesh firm and responsive, able to fight against a dozen people. Lin Feng is at this stage, without systematic training, sustaining many hidden injuries with limited strength, just stepping onto the threshold of mortal martial arts, capable of matching two or three untrained adults in a fight."

"Martial Arts Apprentice 'Training Tendons,' making the whole body's tendons strong and explosive, far surpassing normal human speed, able to fight fifty people. Such strength is on par with the Fourth and Fifth Layer of Fetal Breathing."

"Samurai 'Skin Training,' making the skin as tough as tree bark, greatly increasing impact resistance, and ordinary people's punches and kicks cause almost no damage. Can fight and defeat a hundred people, comparable to the Eighth and Ninth Layer of Fetal Breathing."

"Martial Master 'Bone Training,' the whole body's bones as hard as iron, with strong penetrating power and swifter speed, even stronger resistance to impact, able to fight two hundred people. Comparable to the early to mid-stages of True Qi Realm, with punches and kicks that can take lives, and immense destructive power."

The mightiest in the Treasure Mountain area was the Martial Master.

Of course.

Still no match for a strike from Lu Qingfeng.

Lu Qingfeng's gaze was sharp, pointing to the riverbank, sword qi converged, blasting out a pit ten feet in diameter and two to three feet deep. He beckoned with one hand, and from the Azure Dragon River, water swirled like dragons, bringing dozens of Azure Dragon prawns into the pit.

Floundering everywhere, but unable to dig or leap out.

"These prawns—"

Lu Qingfeng looked at the longest half a foot long Azure Dragon prawn and pursed his lips.

Such river prawns required nurturing to awaken their spirituality and strengthen their bodies, continuously fed with spirit pills and wonderful medicines until they accumulated a deep foundation and transformed into half-human, half-prawn before they could be barely considered formed.

Half a foot long and clueless Azure Dragon prawn, how many years would it take to cultivate into a Water Dao Soldier!

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