Zhao Sheng picked up the Dragon Scale, nodded to the host, and then turned to walk out of the ice house.
After leaving the ice house, he didn’t enter the next room but walked towards the mine tunnel.
Before long, Zhao Sheng traversed the tunnel, left the Ice Mountain where the workshop was located, and began to wander along the edge of the valley.
Along the way, he saw various bizarre objects buried under the ice layer.
Deep within the crystal-clear Ice Mountain, even more ancient curiosities were buried.
An hour later, Zhao Sheng chose an unoccupied mine and stepped inside.
This mine wasn’t deep; the deepest part was only about twenty zhang.
Looking at the dense chiseling marks on the ice wall, Zhao Sheng flipped his hand, and a foot-long fiery red short sword fell into his palm.
Crack!
The Sword Light flashed and disappeared, and the fiery red short sword pierced into the ice wall, with only two inches of the blade embedded.
This ice wall was astonishingly hard, far beyond what he had expected.
Zhao Sheng’s wrist flicked slightly, and the fiery red short sword effortlessly detached from the ice wall, vanishing into his sleeve.
After contemplating for a mont, Zhao Sheng chose not to chisel the ice and instead turned to walk out of the mine.
He found another Ice Mountain and once again inserted the sword straight into the outer ice wall.
This ti, the short sword sank deep into the ice wall much more easily than before.
Zhao Sheng nodded slightly. Just as he expected, the outer ice crystals were softer, and as the depth increased, the inner ice crystals beca harder.
In other words, the older the ice layer, the harder it beca, making it increasingly difficult to excavate.
Zhao Sheng picked up a fist-sized ice crystal, examining it closely.
The ice crystal was crystal clear, yet in his hand, it felt as if it was devoid of any coldness, resembling a piece of pure and transparent top-grade crystal.
Bai Hemi called it "Pure Water," though why it bore such a peculiar na remained unknown.
Zhao Sheng pondered for a mont, then casually slipped the ice crystal into his sleeve.
He then found an uninhabited corner, discreetly returning to the Lower Realm.
...
Several days later.
Ku Rong Ancestor once again visited the Heavenly Number Six Cave Mansion and smoothly t Zhao Sheng who had just finished his retreat.
The two entered the living room, and as soon as Ku Rong Ancestor sat down, he imdiately took out a large stack of thick invitations and handed them over.
Zhao Sheng accepted the invitations and began to peruse them on the spot.
He quickly browsed through all the invitations and, as he anticipated, the treasures offered by the invitation senders were generally more precious and rare than before.
"Brother Zhao, you ought to et soone at least! I’ve turned down batch after batch of fellow Daoists on your behalf these days. I haven’t gained much benefit and have only offended quite a few Divinity Transformation Fellow Daoists." Ku Rong Ancestor said with a bitter smile, half-jokingly complaining.
Zhao Sheng waved his hand, nonchalantly saying, "No hurry, the ti isn’t ripe yet. I’ll make my move in another year or two."
Ku Rong Ancestor, accustod to transactions, naturally understood the reasoning.
In fact, Zhao Sheng’s sudden rise had subtly aroused the hostility of other Refining Masters. If he acted too frequently without considering the impact, he would inevitably invite unnecessary trouble.
Zhao Sheng was solely focused on collecting treasures and had no ti for entanglents with other Refining Masters.
Moreover, although Ku Rong Ancestor was openly urging him to refine treasures, who knew how happy he really was about it?
With countless factions vying to recruit Master Shaoling, how could the Wanyou Trading Company be any different?
Seeing he couldn’t persuade him, Ku Rong Ancestor pulled out one invitation from the stack, solemnly reopening it and placing it in front of Zhao Sheng.
"Brother Zhao, all the other invitations can be ignored, but this one, you must consider carefully."
Oh?
Zhao Sheng raised his eyebrows slightly, casually picked up the invitation, and glanced over the beginning, where a renowned na instantly caught his eye.
"Qingxu Zi? Could this be the supre Divinity Transformation True Monarch who ascended over seventy years ago?"
Ku Rong Ancestor said in a low voice, "Exactly! Qingxu Zi, of loose cultivator origin, possessing extraordinary talent and unrivaled Divine Skills, is the most famous loose cultivator Divinity Transformation in Jiuxuan City for nearly a century. It’s rumored that this child has the potential for Unification and, once a hundred-year term is reached, Red Cloud Venerable will personally take him as a disciple. Therefore, this child must not be slighted."
Zhao Sheng’s expression remained calm as he casually tossed the invitation back onto the table, speaking mildly, "In that case, I’ll et this remarkable loose cultivator."
Ku Rong Ancestor was overjoyed, hurriedly nodding in agreent while sending a Divine Thought outside to pass on the good news.
Half a day later, a young, handso Taoist rode in on a cloud, soon entering the Heavenly Number Six Cave Mansion under the astonished gaze of the cultivators.
"Qingxu Zi?! Isn’t he the Guardian of Mystic Spirit Tower? Why is he showing up today?"
"Oh no, quickly notify the Ancestors! Just tell them Qingxu Zi is visiting Master Shaoling today. This matter is of great significance and must be quickly inford to the Ancestors."
"Alas, let’s disperse everyone. Since Qingxu Zi is here, our hopes are dashed. Let’s co back in half a year!"
"Haha! Now things are getting lively. Qingxu Zi was already unbeatable in his realm; if he now acquires a handy Spiritual Treasure, who will be able to oppose him in the future?"
"Who says otherwise? We’re not worried, but the Divinity Transformation True Monarchs in Mystic Spirit Tower certainly are. Rumor has it that Fire Dragon Taoist is preparing to storm the Spirit Tower in one go. Now there’s a good show to watch. Before the odds change at Golden Hook Workshop, I’m off to place a bet, who’s coming with ?"
"Count in, count in!"
While speaking, a large number of cultivators disappeared from outside the cave mansion.
anwhile, Zhao Sheng led Qingxu Zi into the cave mansion, and after so pleasantries, Qingxu Zi first produced a Suru Ring, presenting it to Zhao Sheng.
Zhao Sheng sent a strand of Divine Thought into the Suru Ring, raising his eyebrows with a slight expression of surprise in his eyes.
Besides the Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures stated on the invitation, there was unexpectedly a rare and precious treasure that he had been searching for, "Ten Earthly Miasma."
"Good, good, Fellow Daoist Qingxu Zi has put in heart. I am very pleased. I wonder what kind of Spiritual Treasure you wish to refine?"
Upon hearing the inquiry, Qingxu Zi smiled and took out a Golden Silk Scroll, presenting it again.
Zhao Sheng took the Silk Book, opened it, and was greeted by an ancient token on which an incomparably complex three-dinsional Tao True Text was inscribed.
The Tao True Text was extrely familiar, precisely the Thunder Dao honed in a past life!
Zhao Sheng was secretly surprised, once again perusing the Spiritual Text content beside the Golden Silk Scroll, which turned out to record a special thod for refining a particular Magical Treasure.
This treasure was indeed quite unique, its use extrely singular, only capable of differentiating and weakening Thunder Power.
Moreover, this treasure had a sowhat familiar na: Thunder Emperor Tribulation Order!
Upon seeing this na, Zhao Sheng instantly recollected countless mories from his Sixth Life, recalling the thrilling Ghost Gate adventure.
Even Qingxu Zi, with his deep composure, couldn’t help a tremor in his voice when it ca to matters concerning his future Tao path: "Master Shaoling, can this order be refined?"
Zhao Sheng slowly closed the Silk Book, tapping on it a few tis, then calmly said, "Yes, it can be!"
Qingxu Zi was overjoyed, imdiately producing another Suru Ring to present again.
After accepting the Suru Ring, Zhao Sheng suddenly waved his long sleeve, and an ancient and fragrant Golden Mirror shot out, rising in mid-air. The mirror surface rippled with layers, emitting faint red light.
"Co with !" Zhao Sheng said, standing up swiftly, soon vanishing into the mirror surface.
Qingxu Zi hesitated for a mont, then bit his teeth and suddenly levitated, rushing into the mirror.
After a bout of vertigo, Qingxu Zi steadied himself, finding that he had arrived above a volcano.
The temperatures here were extrely scorching, with the air heavily laced with sulfuric scents.
Looking up at the sky, he saw an astonishing nine "suns," each blindingly brilliant, emanating endless Light Heat.
Qingxu Zi faintly sensed so terrifying aura originating within the nine suns, his complexion slightly changing.
At this mont, Zhao Sheng flew up from within the volcano, waving invitingly to him.
Seeing this, Qingxu Zi quickly flew down, following Zhao Sheng one after another into the volcano’s crater.
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