Xiao Wenbing frowned immediately, spread his hands, and said, "Besides this, I really don't have any other cauldrons." Seeing that the old tortoise still looked suspicious, he simply stretched out his hand and said, "I've put all my savings in the mustard seed space. Take whatever you want."
The old tortoise was taken aback. After thinking for a moment, as if he had remembered something, he suddenly laughed and said, "I understand now. You possess a rare treasure without even realizing it."
After saying that, he reached out and summoned something from his Heavenly Void Ring. It was a small sphere that seemed to be refining something, with a wisp of white smoke rising from it.
"This thing?" Xiao Wenbing exclaimed in surprise.
Upon seeing this object, Xiao Wenbing immediately remembered that it was the one he had casually picked up in Wanbaotang years ago, the one that the Treasure God called the only thing among all the gods' trash that had no side effects.
According to the God of Treasures, this thing is used for alchemy, but even it doesn't know what kind of medicine it's used to make, because the process takes far too long...
"That's right, it's this thing. Sigh... It's been a long time since I've seen a new Void Cauldron."
"The Void Cauldron? But, senior, this is trash." Xiao Wenbing said cautiously.
"Trash?" The old tortoise shrank its neck and said, "Nonsense, how could this be trash? Hmm..." He hesitated for a moment and said, "With your cultivation level, how could you possibly possess something like this? Who gave it to you?"
"Hehe..." Xiao Wenbing put on his most amiable smile and said, "This junior found it."
"Found it?" The old tortoise stared at him with its small eyes, not blinking. "Where did you find it?" it asked. Judging from its expression, it seemed quite eager to find one too.
"Garbage dump".
The turtle opened its mouth wide, and several faint circular ripples appeared in its small eyes: "You...were you...picked up from the junkyard?"
“Yes.” Xiao Wenbing shrugged and asked, “Senior, what is this thing?”
The old tortoise seemed to snap out of its shock after twitching its flat mouth twice. Instead of answering Xiao Wenbing's question, it quickly asked, "Which junkyard? Take me there. Is there any more?"
Xiao Wenbing frowned and recounted his journey to Wanbaotang. He said, "You don't need to worry, there's absolutely no way there could be another thing as strange as this there."
"Is that so?" The old tortoise looked disappointed, shook his head and sighed for a long time, and finally returned the Void Cauldron to Xiao Wenbing.
Holding the sphere, Xiao Wenbing asked in surprise, "Don't you want it?"
"This thing is precious, but unfortunately it's useless to me."
"Ah, then who would need it?"
"you."
"Huh? Me?" Xiao Wenbing pointed to himself and asked in surprise.
"That's right, do you know what this is?"
"consult."
"This is a world on the verge of destruction."
"?"
"Inside here is the Three Realms created by a creator god. After a long period of evolution, it finally perished and transformed into the form of the Void Cauldron."
Xiao Wenbing was shocked. His gaze towards the sphere in his hand changed instantly. It turned out that he actually had a destroyed Three Realms inside him.
"Senior, how do I use this?"
The old tortoise sighed and said, "It's very simple. After all, this thing is a product of the time when the Three Realms were destroyed. Therefore, it contains extremely enormous energy, which can be said to be inexhaustible! However, this energy is ethereal power, and once it is released, it disappears without a trace, so it cannot be used as an aid."
Xiao Wenbing placed his palm above the Void Cauldron, but the white smoke on the sphere ignored his hand and passed right through it. What surprised him even more was that although he clearly saw this, his divine sense couldn't detect it at all. It was as if the white smoke wasn't composed of energy.
"See that?" the old tortoise laughed. "This is the power of nothingness. Even if ordinary people know how powerful it is, they still cannot control it."
"Can't you either?"
"Yes, of course I can't."
"If it can't be controlled, then isn't it basically useless?"
The old tortoise chuckled and said, "Of course we can't, but the Creator God can, because among all the gods, this guy is the only one with the ability to convert energy."
Xiao Wenbing's eyes suddenly lit up. He looked up at the old tortoise and saw him smiling and nodding at him. He immediately confirmed his idea.
Judging from the old tortoise's tone, the Void Cauldron is a spiritual object from the Three Realms, and the energy within it has reached an unbelievable level.
If his pseudo-divine power could absorb this energy, wouldn't he be able to create anything he wanted? Xiao Wenbing was thrilled at the thought of solving the energy problem.
He possessed the ability to create things, but was limited by energy, so he could not do whatever he wanted. But if he had this thing, it would be completely different.
He glanced at the Void Cauldron in his hand, then at the Golden Spirit in the old tortoise's hand, and hesitated. Although the Golden Spirit was a priceless treasure, in the long run, the value of the Void Cauldron far exceeded that of the Golden Spirit.
What if the old tortoise offered to exchange the Golden Spirit for the Void Cauldron? They wanted to refuse, but the old tortoise's cultivation was so high and mysterious. Just from how he had taken a combined attack from them and Feng Baiyi without any apparent trouble, and how the Mirror God hadn't dared to show his face at all, they knew that if they angered this old monster, their situation would be extremely dire.
With a firm resolve, Xiao Wenbing immediately made a decision. He generously handed the Void Cauldron to the old tortoise, saying, "Since Senior wants this item, then I will give it to you."
Volume 5, Chapter 19: The Power of the Creator
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The old tortoise took the Void Cauldron, looked at it for a while with a puzzled expression, and asked, "This treasure is precious, but I have no use for it. Why are you giving it to me?"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Wenbing was overjoyed, feeling as if he had eaten a ginseng fruit, with every pore on his body exuding a comfortable sensation.
"Senior, didn't you want this treasure?"
"Of course not. Only the Creator God can use this thing. If you want to give it to him, I can help you."
Xiao Wenbing reached out and snatched the Void Cauldron from the old tortoise's hand. "Are you kidding me? How could I possibly give away something this good?"
"Thanks." With a broad smile, Xiao Wenbing said, "No need to trouble you, I can go by myself."
"Oh, you really don't need my help?"
"Of course, you are so old, how could I bear to see you running around like this? I'll just leave this little matter to you and handle it myself."
The old tortoise nodded slightly, not pressuring the matter, and said, "Little friend, I've come to you because I need your help. I was worried that you might not be up to the task, but now that we have the Void Cauldron, I'm relieved."
“If you need anything, please just give the order,” Xiao Wenbing said respectfully.
"Hmm, I have a magical artifact..."
"A divine artifact? For me?"
The old tortoise paused, gave an awkward smile, and said, "Well, I've used this artifact for countless years, so I'm quite attached to it and really can't bear to give it away."
"ah!"
Xiao Wenbing looked disappointed, but a faint smile flashed in his eyes.
He wasn't particularly greedy by nature, and he was aware of their current predicament. If a more serious and fierce deity were present, he would never have said those words.
But this old tortoise… Xiao Wenbing smiled inwardly. Although young, his ability to read people was exceptional. This man was like the treasure god. Both were kind landlords, at least to him, quite good. Wouldn't it be foolish not to take advantage of such a person?
The old tortoise was silent for a moment, then finally sighed, "If I didn't only have one divine artifact, I would definitely give you one."
"One piece?"
“That’s right.” The old tortoise said, then patted its back and, using some unknown technique, the tall tortoise shell on its back came off. Holding the shell, it said, “This is my divine weapon.”
Xiao Wenbing's eyes widened in disbelief. What was this? It was a huge tortoise shell...
"Having cultivated to my level, I can now do without external forces. If this wasn't something I possessed, I wouldn't have crafted it."
Looking at the large shell in his hand, its design bore some resemblance to the Xuanwu Shield he had first forged. However, the difference in their power was worlds apart. Suddenly, a thought struck Xiao Wenbing, and he asked, "Haven't you considered forging a second divine artifact?"
"We don't even have time for one. How could we possibly consider a second one?"
"Why?"
The old tortoise suddenly yawned widely and said, "I've spent most of my life sleeping, where would I find so much time to refine things?"
"Most likely sleeping?" Xiao Wenbing looked at the old tortoise with a wry smile, and immediately understood. Forging a divine artifact could take tens of millions of years, and since this master had spent so much time sleeping, he must be extremely lazy. So it was no wonder that he had only forged one divine artifact so far.
His eyes twitched; he was most likely asleep… Xiao Wenbing seemed to realize something. He stared blankly at the old tortoise and asked, “Did you just wake up, sir?”
"Yes, I just woke up not long ago."
Turning around, they met two bright eyes, and the three nodded to each other as if they understood. Why had the Qiankun Ring sounded its alarm along the way? That area must be the old man's dwelling place.
"Were those death bees summoned by you?" Feng Baiyi's voice remained as cold as ever.
"That was an accident. I was just an old man who had just woken up and was stretching."
"Lying...back?" Xiao Wenbing's lips twitched slightly; he finally understood.
If someone had told him before that a sudden tremor of the tiger's body, an outpouring of domineering aura, meant the world was within his grasp—that's nonsense—he certainly wouldn't have believed it. But now, with the facts laid bare before him, he reluctantly admitted that this old tortoise's sudden tremor and stretch was indeed a momentous event...
"Yes." The old tortoise clearly didn't want to dwell on this, so it held up its shell and said, "How about you help me infuse some life force into it?"
"?"
Seeing the two big question marks in Xiao Wenbing's eyes, the old tortoise coughed and explained, "Pour some of your creation power into it."
"good."
Although he didn't know why the old tortoise made this request, Xiao Wenbing did not refuse. If a little bit of the power of creation could be exchanged for the Spirit of Gold, it would be an extremely worthwhile deal.
Upon reaching out and taking the tortoise shell, Xiao Wenbing's body sank slightly. The weight of this thing was truly unbelievable; it didn't look big, but when he picked it up, he realized it was as heavy as Mount Tai.
Fortunately, he was already one of the top experts in the Separation and Union stage. With the circulation of his spiritual energy, he had already created a wall of energy around the tortoise shell, which barely held it up.
However, carrying something so heavy made it impossible to do anything. Xiao Wenbing carefully placed the tortoise shell on the ground, and the ground did not dent at all. He immediately realized that there was something strange about the ground here. It must have been refined by the old tortoise with divine power.
"Senior, where is this place?"
"It's my personal mustard seed space."
"A personal...mustard seed space?" Xiao Wenbing's eyes lit up, and he glanced at it with considerable envy. He understood what the old tortoise meant by those words.
This isn't a space created by some magical artifact, but rather a mustard seed space created by the old tortoise using his own divine power. Such cultivation truly befits a true deity.
Sitting cross-legged and calming his mind, Xiao Wenbing gathered a mutated power and unhesitatingly channeled it into the tortoise shell. There was no need to ask; this mutated power was undoubtedly the creation power the old tortoise had spoken of.
There were no obstacles to the input of energy. Perhaps it was because the old tortoise had removed the artifact's defense, but his energy entered the tortoise shell with ease.
After the energy input was complete, Xiao Wenbing clapped his hands, stood up, and said, "Alright, mission accomplished."
The old tortoise opened its mouth wide, stared at its shell for a long time, and said, "Nothing there?"
“Impossible, I’ve already injected energy,” Xiao Wenbing assured him confidently.