"This is a magic weapon that I have recently mastered. Please give me your guidance, senior."
"A newly crafted magic weapon?" The Food King's expression gradually turned serious. He stared intently into Xiao Wenbing's eyes and said, "Don't tell me you want to create a Dark God..."
Xiao Wenbing smiled, greatly admiring the old man-eating flower's keen eyesight. People say that old age brings wisdom, and it was certainly true. He hadn't expected this old man to see the similarities between the Dark Infant and the Dark God at a glance.
"No, don't worry."
The King of Food frowned deeply. He didn't relax at Xiao Wenbing's words and continued, "This thing's speed is truly unbelievable. Let alone me, even the former Dark God would be far behind. If... it were combined with the protective magic weapon you possess, it would be enough to dominate this realm."
Xiao Wenbing was overjoyed. Of course, the more powerful his magic weapon was, the better, but now was not the time to boast. He suppressed his excitement and said, "Senior is too kind."
The Food King silently shook his head. After a long while, he finally couldn't suppress his curiosity and asked, "May I ask Fellow Daoist Xiao, what exactly is this made of?"
Xiao Wenbing hesitated for a moment. He finally decided to tell the truth. Rather than fabricating a lie that wouldn't fool the old man, it was better to be half-truthful and leave people guessing. So he said, "This is a Nascent Soul."
The Food King was slightly moved. He nodded and said, "No wonder it's so fast. It turns out it's a Nascent Soul without the constraints of a physical body. But..." His brows relaxed slightly, but he still frowned a little: "Fellow Daoist Xiao, you must never tell the truth to anyone again."
Why can't you tell the truth?
"In the cultivation world, forcibly taking another's nascent soul is the most taboo and despised thing for all cultivators. Therefore, although this magic weapon is very powerful, it is still best not to take it lightly."
Xiao Wenbing was taken aback and hesitated. He had only focused on how to make the Dark Infant stronger and hadn't considered this aspect.
In the cultivation world, there is indeed such a taboo. If word gets out that Xiao Wenbing used the Nascent Soul he had acquired to refine magic weapons, then everyone, led by Daoist Xianyun, will never be able to hold their heads up again.
"You... you actually absorbed the Nascent Soul?" A thunderous roar came from afar, filled with deep anger and regret.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Wenbing knew something was wrong. He looked up and, sure enough, the figure of the old Taoist priest Xianyun appeared in the void.
The old man watched the two fight from outside the main hall, and the more he watched, the more excited he became.
Because his precious disciple, instead of being at a disadvantage against this old man-eating flower, who was known as the number one monster in the cultivation world, not only did not fall behind, but also produced a series of magical treasures, making the old man-eating flower howl in pain.
However, after their battle ended, upon hearing Xiao Wenbing's words and learning that he had dared to defy the world by seizing someone's Nascent Soul to refine a weapon, they were immediately enraged.
Enraged, he immediately disregarded everything and rushed into the main hall, hurling insults at him.
Xiao Wenbing's expression changed slightly, realizing something was wrong. How was he going to explain this to them? Did he really have to reveal his secrets to them?
As his master flew closer and closer, Xiao Wenbing's gaze inadvertently swept over the precious god beside him. Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration and immediately called out, "Master, this is not an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator."
In the blink of an eye, the old Taoist priest Xianyun had already flown to their side, and behind him, the fairy Diexian, no longer restrained, also followed in.
The old Taoist priest, Xianyun, angrily said, "What do you mean, not an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator? You... you're going to be the death of me!"
Xiao Wenbing quickly comforted him, "Master, you're not a new cultivator. So, to your knowledge, is there any magical artifact crafted by a Nascent Soul cultivator that could be so powerful?"
The old Taoist priest was taken aback, and after thinking about it for a while, the expression on his face softened considerably. He shook his head slightly; having received his disciple's reminder, he naturally realized that magical treasures crafted from Nascent Souls had existed since ancient times, and many were extremely powerful. However, to the point that even the Food King was helpless against them was somewhat unbelievable.
Having sensed something amiss, and knowing his precious disciple's temperament well, the old Taoist priest's anger subsided immediately. However, a sudden curiosity arose within him: "So, what is this thing?"
“Well, actually…” Xiao Wenbing gave a wry smile, and seeing his master’s expression turn unpleasant again, he said, “This is part of the Dark God.”
"What?" Almost simultaneously, the old Taoist priest Xianyun and the King of Food exclaimed.
“With the help of the Treasure God, I managed to extract something from the Dark God.” Xiao Wenbing spread his hands, making a gesture of forced helplessness, and said, “I didn’t want to say it outright, but you kept asking, so I had no choice but to tell you.”
The old Taoist priest and the King of Food exchanged bewildered glances. They hadn't expected this thing to have such a background. No wonder its power was so great, far exceeding that of cultivators.
"Alas..." The Food King suddenly sighed and said, "Fellow Daoist Xiao, I know you want to go to the Demon Realm to rescue people, but there are some things that we simply cannot touch..."
Xiao Wenbing's heart stirred, and he bowed deeply to the Food King, saying, "Yes, this junior will keep it in mind."
The Food King casually pulled out a treasure, a net-like magic weapon he had seized from the demon leader, and said, "Since I have lost, this thing is yours."
Xiao Wenbing shook his head and declined, saying, "I appreciate your kindness, senior."
The Food King's expression changed slightly, and he asked, "Why don't you want it?"
"The magical artifacts I use are all crafted by myself. As for others' artifacts, haha..." Xiao Wenbing laughed proudly and said loudly, "Even if they are semi-immortal artifacts, so what? I still can't use them."
The King of Food was taken aback. He realized that in just a few days since they parted, Xiao Wenbing had not only forged an incredibly powerful golden armor, but also a mysterious magic weapon with the aura of a dark god. Given his skill in weapon forging, there was no exaggeration in his words.
After a moment of silence, the Food King suddenly said, "Fellow Daoist Xiao, I have another request that I would like to discuss with you."
Xiao Wenbing's smile remained unchanged, knowing that he was about to talk about the Butterfly Fairy, and he was about to nod in agreement.
But the old man said, “The two magic treasures on Fellow Daoist Xiao’s body are indeed incredibly powerful, but I also have a magic treasure that is the culmination of my more than three thousand years of hard work. I would appreciate your guidance.”
Although he didn't understand why the Food King suddenly wanted to use some kind of magic weapon, Xiao Wenbing readily agreed.
Food King nodded slightly and looked at Old Daoist Xianyun and Butterfly Fairy.
Butterfly Fairy stayed by Xiao Wenbing's side, completely unaware of his gaze, but the old Taoist priest Xianyun, being old and shrewd, immediately understood his meaning.
He grabbed Butterfly Fairy and was about to step back when he heard Food King say, "Since Butterfly Fairy is here, let her see what it's like."
The old Taoist priest was taken aback, but then he remembered the past relationship between the man-eating flower and the butterfly fairy clans. Knowing that the old man meant no harm, he let go and fled alone.
The old Taoist priest was also self-aware enough to know that if he didn't have the small golden talisman, he would be no match for this old man-eating flower. Rather than staying and making a fool of himself, it was better to leave first.
Seeing that the old Taoist priest had vanished in an instant, the Food King muttered to himself, "He escaped so quickly." Then he raised a finger and said, "Fellow Daoist Xiao, this magic weapon is incredibly powerful. Even compared to the two you have, it is no less formidable. You must be careful."
Seeing that he spoke with such conviction, Xiao Wenbing immediately composed himself and became cautiously wary.
As for the dark infant above, it was instantly stored in the Heavenly Void Ring. This was just a competition, not a life-or-death battle; everything should be stopped when the time was right.