Almost simultaneously, Xiao Wenbing's consciousness was gradually withdrawn from his dantian, severing its connection with his nascent soul.
He slightly opened his eyes and saw that both the Mirror God and the Treasure God were staring at him with tense expressions. Judging from their expressions, they were indeed very worried.
With a slight smile, Xiao Wenbing said, "Don't worry, I'm fine."
“You…” Baby God hesitated for a moment. As a deity, it could naturally sense a magical change occurring within Xiao Wenbing’s body, as if something was suddenly missing from him.
"I'm fine." Xiao Wenbing nodded to it, then slowly said, "Now, I'm going to create my own power."
He stretched out his hand, and a faint light shone in his palm. Within that light, a tiny, naked figure vaguely appeared.
"Nascent Soul?" The Mirror God frowned. Why was Xiao Wenbing still so stubborn? Just as it was about to dissuade him, it suddenly noticed something was amiss.
It sensed an aura that was both familiar and unfamiliar. It was a chilling aura, faintly carrying a hint of murderous intent.
The Mirror God's expression gradually turned serious. It turned its head and looked at the Treasure God.
The baby god's expression was more solemn than ever before, its gaze fixed on Xiao Wenbing, the tiny figure that was gradually becoming clearer.
The light gradually intensified, and a chilling aura of killing intent permeated the air.
At this moment, the gods and artifacts in front of Xiao Wenbing already knew the origin of that aura.
The Mirror God slowly opened its mouth, uttering two words that had once terrified the entire cultivation world:
"Dark God..."
Volume 4, The Divine Artifacts, Chapter 263: The Dark Infant (Part 1)
"What, do you intend to cultivate directly to the Tribulation Transcending Realm?" The Mirror God was taken aback. After pondering for a moment, he asked.
"Passing through tribulation?" The little figure in the air laughed, turned around, and flew back to its original body. After regaining control of its physical body, it stood up.
Clenching his fists, he felt the seemingly endless and powerful spiritual energy within his body. The Nascent Soul stage was indeed different; only after reaching the Transformation Nascent Soul stage could one truly open the door to the path of immortality.
For demons and spirits, Nascent Soul is the most important hurdle in their cultivation, for which they must endure a Heavenly Tribulation. But for humans, Nascent Soul is just as insurmountable.
Being able to break through this barrier in such a short time is something he can be proud of.
"Mirror God." After a long while, Xiao Wenbing withdrew his divine sense and asked, "How do you see my current cultivation level?"
"At your age, considering your years of cultivation, oh... that's quite remarkable," the Mirror God replied honestly.
"Is that so?" Xiao Wenbing suddenly smiled and asked, "Then, what if I go to the Demon Realm?"
"Well, I bet you're going to get your head beaten up like a pig's head," Mirror God said even more honestly.
Xiao Wenbing's smile faltered, his brows furrowed, and he said, "If it's just a beating, that's a minor matter, but with my current skill level, I'm afraid I won't even be able to save my life."
"Hmm, I understand. That's why you want to continue cultivating, right?" Mirror God sighed to the heavens. If Xiao Wenbing had been half as diligent as he is now, that would have been great. But now, with only a few days left, even if he wanted to cram at the last minute, it would be too late.
"You're half right."
"Half? What do you mean?" Mirror God asked suspiciously.
He realized that he was truly unable to guess Xiao Wenbing's thoughts now. In the past, he could still glimpse the ideas in Xiao Wenbing's mind. But now that his divine status had been restored, no matter how powerful the Mirror God was, he couldn't get in.
"Being able to break through to the Nascent Soul stage in a few days is already my limit, so I have no intention of continuing to cultivate," Xiao Wenbing said solemnly.
"Oh. You just said you wouldn't give up."
A slight smile crept across Xiao Wenbing's lips. At this moment, he appeared so confident: "One's cultivation level cannot be raised to its peak in a short period of time, but true combat power does not solely depend on one's cultivation level."
"You want to refine a magic weapon?" The Mirror God finally understood and immediately exclaimed.
“Indeed, I need to forge several extremely powerful magic weapons. Therefore, I need the cooperation of the two of you. Of course…” Xiao Wenbing’s gaze was fixed on the Treasure God. His smile was kind and friendly: “Master, I need your strong support.”
Baby God's body seemed to tremble slightly, and finally he said in a muffled voice, "Okay. Just tell me what to do, and I'll do it."
Xiao Wenbing's eyes were filled with even more gratitude. To be able to meet such an understanding and kind master was something he had prayed for for three lifetimes, even if he had broken countless wooden fish.
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In the quiet room, Xiao Wenbing sat cross-legged once again.
He stretched out his hand, and within his palm, a small, delicate human figure faintly appeared...
"Stop!" Suddenly, the Mirror God roared hoarsely.
"The figure flashed and disappeared instantly. Xiao Wenbing opened his eyes in surprise, wondering why the Mirror God had suddenly stopped him."
The Mirror God stared at Xiao Wenbing and asked, word by word, "Do you want to replicate the Nascent Soul?"
"That's right."
"No, absolutely not." Mirror God shook his head vigorously, almost like a rattle-drum. He completely rejected his plan.
"Why not?"
"Well, well... in short, it won't work. You can replicate countless Golden Cores, but you can't replicate Nascent Souls."
“Golden Core, useless.” Xiao Wenbing shook his head as well. He said softly, “In the Demon Realm, there must be demons from the Immortal Realm. I don’t know their cultivation level. But I don’t think that a mere Golden Core can do anything to them.”
The Mirror God looked helpless. After thinking for a long time, he finally sighed and said, "Alright, I'll tell you. A Nascent Soul is an energy combination with a certain degree of spirituality. It's not a case of the more the better. Every additional one is just another energy cluster with consciousness."
For some reason, Xiao Wenbing felt a slight unease under his strange gaze, so he asked, "So what?"
“It’s nothing, but…” Mirror God’s voice was even stranger: “It’s just that there’s an extra mental entity vying for control of your body.”
Xiao Wenbing was taken aback and said, "It can't be that exaggerated, can it?"
"Hmph!"
The Mirror God sneered disdainfully, "A Nascent Soul is still a kind of life form. Do you think life can be replicated so easily?"
After a long silence, Xiao Wenbing nodded as if he had just realized something: "Then, what if we could replicate a nascent soul without consciousness?"
“No consciousness? That’s impossible.” The Mirror God shook his head repeatedly and said, “Let me tell you, once it involves the creation of life, that’s a matter of the Supreme God’s domain, and we have no right to interfere.”
"Is that so?" Xiao Wenbing's lips curled into his usual unruly smile. "The domain of the Supreme God? Have you forgotten that I also possess the energy of the Creator God..."