Even the Venerables couldn't do it, so could this person? Mohammed absolutely didn't believe it, but he remained vigilant, observing carefully. Perhaps, deep down, he too was hoping for a miracle.
Just as he had given Xiao Wenbing a shock at the beginning, Xiao Wenbing gave him an even bigger surprise at this moment.
Faintly, the three universal beads, swaying in the firelight, were merging together at a slow but never-ending pace.
Xiao Wenbing also looked solemn. Compared to his previous carefree and relaxed demeanor, he was now using all his mental and physical strength.
To be able to control the Samadhi Fire so perfectly, even without being in a state of nascent soul separation, is a capability that perhaps only a god could possess in this world.
The power that Xiao Wenbing used on several occasions was the hidden power of the Dark Infant within his avatar. Only by relying on its extremely precise manipulation ability could Xiao Wenbing accomplish this seemingly impossible feat.
At this moment, all the energy in the Dark Infant's body had been used up.
They were gathered together, but only a small portion were actually able to be separated from the body.
Although Xiao Wenbing was completely focused, he still kept one thing firmly in mind. At this moment, he was in the demons' stronghold. If he were to use divine power here, wouldn't that be blatantly telling others that he was a spy?
Therefore, what he was using at this moment was the demon's own energy, and suppressing most of his energy to do such a delicate and difficult task naturally made him somewhat powerless.
Fortunately, the one who controls this power is not Xiao Wenbing himself, but the divine essence within the Dark Infant.
The flames continued to flicker, every bit of power used where it was most needed. Under the almost demanding conditions imposed by the divine power, the three small spheres in mid-air finally merged back into one.
A pale white light emanated from the sphere of light, illuminating everyone's face. The light seemed to possess a breathtaking power that made one's heart pound.
Xiao Wenbing held aloft this magical artifact, the first in history to successfully stack three intermediate-level universal beads into one, and a smug smile slowly appeared on his face.
His prediction was correct; this item had indeed undergone a qualitative leap. And it wasn't just a simple upgrade of one level. It was now a super magic artifact, no less than a level nine artifact in the cultivation world.
The result of the three-fold advancement was... that it had reached the pinnacle of weapon crafting.
Although there is a tenth level among magical artifacts, these so-called tenth-level artifacts are all crafted using top-grade raw materials from rare and precious sources. It's almost a certainty that all tenth-level magical artifacts have only one outcome: they will ascend to the immortal realm along with their users.
Because all tenth-level magical artifacts were used by their masters to withstand the heavenly tribulation. After being baptized by the heavenly tribulation, the magical artifacts naturally underwent a transformation, reaching the level of immortal artifacts. Ascending to the immortal realm was then a matter of course.
Therefore, for true masters of artifact crafting, a level 10 artifact is merely a rare and unattainable dream, while level 9 is the ultimate goal they pursue.
Looking at the level nine magic weapon in his hand, Xiao Wenbing felt a surge of emotion. He never imagined that the place where he first forged a level nine magic weapon would be in the Demon Realm.
A slight commotion gradually spread. Xiao Wenbing looked up and was startled to find that the room and the surrounding area had been filled with onlookers.
He hadn't realized it yet, but as soon as he began refining this level nine advanced magic weapon, the news had spread like wildfire throughout the entire weapon-refining area. Anyone with a bit of status who could spare the time rushed over upon hearing the news.
Therefore, when Xiao Wenbing finally succeeded, the first thing he saw was a sea of admiring gazes.
However, it was the demons' gazes that made Xiao Wenbing suddenly realize that he was in the Demon Realm, and in the Demon Realm's Holy Temple at that. How could he be so foolish as to make such a scene?
However, it's too late to go back on your word now; time doesn't flow backwards according to his will.
With a wry smile, Xiao Wenbing stepped forward and casually tossed the magical artifact in his hand to Ronald beside him, saying, "Here you go."
Ronald took the ritual implement, muttering to himself, unable to speak.
Moham was taken aback at first, then overjoyed, and exclaimed, "Ronal, why don't you become my apprentice?"
Ronald was taken aback at first, then immediately knelt down and cried out, "Thank you, Master."
This turn of events was completely unexpected by Xiao Wenbing. By the time he reacted, Ronald had already respectfully performed the three bows and nine kowtows.
"This..." Xiao Wenbing inwardly groaned. What was wrong with him today? Everything had become strange and bizarre. Not only had he made a name for himself in the demons' stronghold, but he had also given away a level-nine magic weapon he had just finished crafting.
Only now did he recall what Muhammad had said on the back mountain.
In the Demon Realm, if a top-tier expert who has undergone tribulation but has no successor wants to find a worthy successor in the Holy Temple, they must first present a magical artifact or a unique cultivation technique that will appeal to cultivators.
He seemed to have been bewitched, forgetting about the matter and giving the newly crafted level-nine magic weapon to Ronald. It would be strange if these demons didn't misunderstand his actions.
Xiao Wenbing pursed his lips, wanting to deny it, but suddenly, seeing Ronaldo's eyes filled with surprise and joy, he couldn't bring himself to say anything in protest.
With a helpless sigh, Xiao Wenbing thought to himself, "You were the one who wanted to become my disciple. I didn't ask you for anything. If you find out we're enemies later, don't blame me."
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Volume 4, Chapter 297: Hero's Abode
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After leaving the bustling weapon-refining area, Xiao Wenbing and Ronald walked together, while Mohan hurriedly took his leave. Xiao Wenbing naturally understood that Mohan had witnessed his astonishing weapon-refining skills and was therefore going to report to a higher-ranking figure.
However, this is for the best, as it saves him from wandering around aimlessly all the time. What's meant to be will be; what's meant to be will be.
Led by Ronald, they wandered casually through the mountains of the temple. Xiao Wenbing glanced at his newly accepted disciple and casually said, "Don't regret it later if you become my disciple."
"This disciple dares not," Ronald said respectfully.
Xiao Wenbing suddenly felt a surge of irritation. He could tell at a glance that Ronald was an honest man, and he shouldn't have deceived him like that.
In fact, Xiao Wenbing did not realize that his thoughts at this moment were very different from before, and his hatred for the demons did not seem to be too strong.
This is not because his nature has changed, but because he is currently possessing this demonic incarnation.
Xiao Wenbing's own cultivation level was only at the Nascent Soul stage, but this avatar was at least at the top level of the Tribulation Transcending stage. Although it had lost its mind, when Xiao Wenbing possessed the avatar with all his consciousness, it unconsciously and slowly influenced Xiao Wenbing's psychology and beliefs.
Of course, this change was slow and subtle, and even Xiao Wenbing himself did not notice it, only vaguely feeling that something was wrong.
They traveled in silence until they reached the western mountain range of the temple once more. Looking at the bustling crowds covering the mountains, Xiao Wenbing felt a strange sadness welling up inside him. He shook his head, banishing the absurd thought from his mind.
Turning his head, Ronaldo stared blankly at the crowd. A hint of tears welled up in the corner of his eye.
Xiao Wenbing was taken aback. If he wasn't mistaken, Ronaldo's willpower was unparalleled. Even Feng Baiyi and Zhang Yaqi were probably no better. That's why he was able to embark on the path of the Golden Core in just over thirty years.
But why would someone like him so easily reveal such an expression?
"What's wrong?" I couldn't help but ask.
“Master, please forgive me, but I… saw my father.” Shabir hesitated for a moment before replying respectfully.
"What?" Xiao Wenbing looked into the densely packed crowd. Although he could see everyone's face, heaven knew which one was his father: "Your father is doing... um, this job here?"
“Yes.” Ronald straightened his chest and said proudly, “My father is doing his part for the Holy Star and the Flame Realm.”
Opening his mouth, Xiao Wenbing sighed, "What kind of talk is this?" However, if he hadn't said it himself, he would never have imagined that his father was just an ordinary mortal.
It's truly unbelievable that an ordinary person could give birth to a son with such exceptional talent.
However, considering his own background as an orphan, Xiao Wenbing had nothing to say.
Leaving the valley, they headed in another direction and soon arrived at a wide valley. There were rows of stone chambers there, and outside several of them sat cultivators in twos and threes. Their cultivation levels were not high; they were all at the Golden Core stage.
Several people saw Ronald and greeted him with smiles. Ronald showed great respect to these people, treating them with even more deference than he had to his newly apprenticed master, Xiao Wenbing.
"Ronal. Is this senior about to undergo a tribulation?" One person looked at Xiao Wenbing, suddenly smiled freely, and asked.
Ronald shook his head and replied respectfully, "No, this is my newly appointed master. I was sent by the elder to show him around the temple."
The group suddenly realized what was going on, chatted for a few moments, and then left.
Xiao Wenbing looked down in surprise. People were constantly going in and out of the stone chamber. If we count two people per chamber, there must be at least ten thousand people here.
To his surprise, since arriving in the Demon Realm, almost everyone seemed extremely busy, as if racing against time, making the most of every second. But the people here seemed remarkably leisurely, moving in and out at a leisurely pace, a stark contrast to the valley he had just visited.
Where is this?
“This…is the Hero’s Abode,” Ronald said, his voice filled with deep sorrow.
"Heroes' Abode?" Xiao Wenbing was increasingly puzzled. Were all the people living here heroes? But these demons, who were only at the Golden Core stage, really didn't seem like it...
Ronald looked at Hero's Residence, then suddenly turned around, knelt down in front of Xiao Wenbing, and held the level-nine universal bead in both hands, saying, "Please take back the magic weapon, Master."
Xiao Wenbing was taken aback and asked, "Why?"
"A ninth-grade magic weapon is the king of all weapons; it is not something a disciple can use."
Frowning, Xiao Wenbing asked, "Speak your mind, don't beat around the bush."
"Yes, disciple wishes to learn Master's weapon-forging techniques."
"oh.
Xiao Wenbing glanced at him, thinking to himself that this little guy was quite clever. If he learned this weapon-refining technique, wouldn't he be able to create endless magical treasures? Compared to that, a level nine magical artifact was indeed nothing.
“Master, once I have mastered the art of weapon crafting, I will certainly carry it forward and make it so that every cultivator in the Flame Realm can master this divine skill.”
"This..." Xiao Wenbing looked at him, both amused and exasperated. So that was his plan. It was clear the people of the Demon Realm were incredibly selfless. But using divine essence to forge weapons...
Hmm, Xiao Wenbing glanced at him and a slight smile appeared on his lips. Since you want to learn, then teach me.
However, I'm not lying to you. As long as you continue to cultivate according to this method, one day when you become a god, you will naturally be able to master this ultimate skill.
But, to make all demons learn it? Heh heh… Xiao Wenbing's smile deepened. This grand ambition was absolutely impossible. Did he perhaps want all demons to become gods? If so, the divine realm would probably be overwhelmed by these demon brats.
“Master…” Ronald raised his head and noticed Xiao Wenbing’s smiling face. He immediately beamed with relief.
Looking at Ronald's expectant face, Xiao Wenbing inexplicably felt a sudden softening in his heart. He sighed, "This secret technique of mine is not something everyone can master. Your talent is exceptional. It's fine if you learn it, but if you pass it on to those who lack talent, it will not only be useless but also harmful. In short, you should consider this carefully."
Ronald looked immediately disappointed. After a moment, he asked again, "And what about the Elite Hall members?"
Xiao Wenbing thought about the qualifications of those people and shook his head, saying, "They might not be successful either."
Ronald's disappointment deepened, and Xiao Wenbing shook his head. But what he said was true; without sufficient aptitude, practicing would indeed be more harmful than beneficial.
He immediately asked him to sit down and taught him all the secrets of how to regulate the spiritual energy in his body and how to make the most of it.
In fact, everything Xiao Wenbing taught was based on his observations and insights gained from manipulating his physical body during divine intervention. With such a good teacher present, although the time was short, the insights gained in this area were truly extraordinary.
While Mohan's method of separating his nascent soul from his body was a path meticulously explored and refined by generations of demons, it was still like crossing a river blindfolded. It inevitably involved some detours, and it couldn't compare to Xiao Wenbing's direct observation. Therefore, comparing the two, Xiao Wenbing's method was far more practical and safer.
Ronaldo's talent truly lives up to his reputation as the number one rising star among the elite. He was beaming with joy, completely dispelling his earlier dejection.
After Xiao Wenbing finished teaching, Ronald pondered for a long time, then got up, knelt down, and kowtowed to Xiao Wenbing again, saying, "Thank you for teaching me, Master. I will definitely integrate this knowledge into the Nascent Soul Astral Projection Technique for my clansmen to cultivate."
"Nascent Soul Astral Projection? Is the spell I taught you inferior to Mohan's Nascent Soul Astral Projection?" Xiao Wenbing asked with dissatisfaction.
"No, Master's divine skills are indeed unparalleled in the world, but those who lack talent simply cannot comprehend them. However, the threshold for Nascent Soul to leave the body is much lower. If they can be combined into one, even ordinary cultivators can learn a thing or two."
Xiao Wenbing nodded. Yes, how could he not have thought of that? When the nascent soul leaves the body, freed from the constraints of the physical body, the sensitivity to energy can naturally reach an extremely high level. It was under that condition that Mohan acquired some characteristics of a god.
Of course, it's just a minor characteristic, and it can't compare to true divinity at all.
However, under these circumstances, studying the knowledge imparted by Xiao Wenbing seems to be a viable option. Even if one cannot cultivate a divine spark, it can at least greatly reduce the dangers during weapon forging.