They truly encountered the "Bio-cha" itself and even ford a collaboration with it...
"Phew!"
Xiahou Danxin raised his right hand, and unexpectedly, he was holding a fist-sized blue square crystal.
He exhibited a look of utter astonishnt, closely observing the crystal as his shoulders began to spasm:
"Fuck! Fuck fuck fuck!"
"The Third Crown Rank gifted a ’Life Crystal’! It’s a treasure that can extend the life of chanical beings, rumored to be mixed with its Divine Blood, and effective for chanical authority too..."
"With this thing, could I possibly live another two or three thousand years?"
Xiahou Danxin hopped and jumped around, then fiercely swallowed the crystal. His pale and dry hair visibly turned gray and beca lustrous.
He took a long breath, suddenly feeling itchy all over, and forcibly scraped off a layer of facial skin.
"Main brain! I need a bath!"
"Clang clang!"
chanical legs sprouted from beneath the chair, thrusting Xiahou Danxin into the adjacent washroom.
Shortly, an elderly man with a glowing complexion erged, much of the weariness in his brow reduced, his eyes no longer bloodshot, no longer looking like he could go mad at any mont.
"Thanks to the Third Crown Rank’s grace!"
"I can not only return to chanic God Mountain, but I can also spend my twilight years here... No! I still need to do research, invent so cutting-edge technological products with substantial value, and repay the Crown Rank’s favor to the best of my ability..."
Xiahou Danxin rubbed his hands together, his seat barely getting warm, already plotting what to develop next.
"Elder, is Ancient Thunder Pond a Blessed Land?"
Ye Hanjun asked him as his excitent marginally subsided.
"Oh dear, I almost forgot!"
Xiahou Danxin suddenly snapped back to reality, belatedly and with a strange expression:
"chanic God Mountain has three treasure locations passed down from the Ancient Cosmos; one is the Thunder Pond, the second is the dicine Pool, and the third is the Vajra Pool."
"Even a Saint can only gain access if they have perford trendous deeds."
"You obtained five hundred years of usage rights to the Ancient Thunder Pond all at once, probably because the Third Crown Rank noticed the strong thunderous properties in you, which led to a seamless arrangent for your refining..."
In a few words, Ye Hanjun gained a preliminary understanding.
For chanical Fond Spirits, energy sources like light, wind, crystal, and magic energy have various thods of absorption.
But ultimately, electricity remains the Big Head, the most fundantal unit of energy.
And the Ancient Thunder Pond—it’s a treasure in this cyclical system every spirit dreams of.
It ensures that chanical spirits can acquire the purest and most effective energy reserves.
So high-rank chanical Holy Spirits and even those from the Divine Trace Lineage might trigger "self-modification" or "self-upgrade" by absorbing from the Ancient Thunder Pond, presenting nurous potential benefits.
Previously, when Xiahou Danxin was a candidate for the Clan Leader of Xiahou, he had only received three hundred years of usage rights, which he squandered without realizing.
Ye Hanjun, being a newcor, got straightaway five hundred years’ worth, making him envious enough to wish for a share.
"Forget it, it’s gifted by the Crown Rank, I dare not be greedy."
"Let the flying saucer creature take you there, go see for yourself, and you’re sure to reap great benefits."
"I need to return to Xiahou Clan to pay respect to the clan mbers who died because of , and also to find a vacant lab to start the next research plan."
"If there’s anything, you can call this channel’s number at any ti to communicate with ."
Xiahou Danxin pulled out a card and touched it to Ye Hanjun’s card.
Instantly, an encrypted communication thod appeared within the blank card.
With the aid of so communication device, targeted communication within the range could be achieved.
"Whizz..."
The flying saucer creature entered continuous teleportation mode, spending an hour to formally send off Xiahou Danxin.
Afterward, it took three whole hours, reaching the Ancient Thunder Pond, and only then was the notification audible in Ye Hanjun’s ear.
"Respected travelers, abnormal energy fluctuations ahead, unable to continue flight..."
"Let us down." Ye Hanjun responded.
"The faint transparent stairway solidified beneath their feet, with the wind passing through, as if clinging to their skin, escorting them downward.
From afar, through a misty haze, Ye Hanjun saw a deep purple lake.
The lake was beautiful, glittering in the sun, its edges smooth and slick, like a giant crystal embedded underground.
But it was also a dormant dragon, with just a bit of its internal aura leaking through the Guardian Array causing Ye Hanjun’s hair to stand on end, feeling as if plunged into icy depths.
"This feeling... it’s like undergoing tribulation..."
Ye Hanjun glanced at Lan Qixiong, its three heads not showing much reaction, at most the ram head showing a hint of curiosity.
With a thought, Ye Hanjun summoned Sword Thunder Child.
When the golden Cross Thunder Sword floated behind him, like a symbol of supre authority.
The sword blade even trembled, a hard-to-describe longing transmitting desperately through the sword.
"Clang clang clang! Clang clang clang!"
Ye Hanjun was astonished, such excitent in Sword Thunder Child was rare.
He imdiately summoned Absolute String as well, wanting to see its reaction.
"Zhuang zhuang... dang!"
Stationed in Contract Space, Absolute String was playing Bright Lake Chant.
Just as it appeared on the outskirts of Ancient Thunder Pond, its music abruptly stopped.
As its forehead’s blood eye dilated as far as possible, its pupils nearly solidifying in focus on the inside of the lake:
"The purity of this thunder plasma..."
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