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Xiao Yefeng stepped closer and opened the box. There was no radiant five-colored light of Transcendence, nor any rare birds or beasts emerging from within. Instead, he found a ring with a slightly antiquated appearance, displaying shades of yellow, green, and blue.
Upon seeing the Tricolor Ring, Xiao Yefeng's heart skipped a beat. Before coming here, he would have done anything to obtain such a ring. Now, this three-colored jade ring lay before him. Even with his solid mental cultivation, he was startled. Could his luck really be this good? But where was his body refinement technique?
He picked up the ring and channeled his Qi to envelop it. Almost exhausting all of his Qi, a glimmer finally flickered from the ring. Before his Spirit, a space seemed to materialize, revealing a Black Porcelain Bottle, a roll of Jade Bamboo Slip, and several basketball-sized pieces of jade. Aside from these, there was nothing else—except for a pile of ashes that had once been something substantial.
It was evident that this pile of Residue had originated from Material Earth Treasure. Time truly was terrifying; even such treasures stored within this Spatial Ring could not withstand its passage. Perhaps what had once been a millennium-old spirit herb was now reduced to mere Residue. However, Xiao Yefeng would not abandon this pile of Residue. He had just used his Spirit to scan it casually, and even that brief sweep made him feel as if his Spirit had grown stronger.
This indicated that before being worn down by time, the medicinal power contained in this Residue must have been astonishing. When he retracted his Spirit, at the moment it entered his body, Xiao Yefeng felt an overwhelming comfort throughout his limbs and bones—a sensation akin to soaking in a hot spring during winter. What was this feeling? The big man couldn't help but let out a groan of sheer comfort!
Clenching his fist tightly, a layer of Golden Cyan Qi instantly manifested at his knuckles. He aimed a punch at the nearby dummy; as he swung, it produced a cracking sound in the air. The impact left a deep imprint on the dummy's surface. Witnessing this scene left Xiao Yefeng astonished. What exactly was that pile of Residue? Just absorbing about one-fifth of it with his Spirit had propelled him to the late stage of Inner Force as an Ancient Warrior.
Indeed, at this moment, Xiao Yefeng's bones, meridians, and muscles had all been reinforced. With this enhancement, he believed that even if someone fired a bullet at him, it wouldn’t harm him unless it struck a vital spot. Even under machine gun fire, he felt confident that he could dodge using his enhanced vision and speed. And if he couldn’t avoid it altogether, even the Dum Dum Bullet that had once severely injured him wouldn’t embed itself in his bones again.
Thus, with an ordinary person wielding a blade, aside from critical areas, Xiao Yefeng believed he could now avoid almost all injuries. This was the terrifying aspect of being an Ancient Warrior; compared to Geomancers, an Ancient Warrior who reached the late stage of Inner Force truly represented the pinnacle of solo combat strength.
Not daring to waste such potent Residue any longer, Xiao Yefeng carefully collected the remaining bits and placed them at the edge of his Spatial Ring. He then turned his attention to the only Black Porcelain Bottle present. After what had just transpired with the Residue event, Xiao Yefeng's Qi was fully replenished and even surplus; thus, he reached directly for the Black Porcelain Bottle.
As he grasped it with his Spirit and felt its weight shift into his hand, he realized that this Black Porcelain Bottle was made from sheep-fat white jade and contained surging Qi within it. This bottle turned out to be a White Jade Bottle carved from Spirit Heart material—likely one of the best ways to preserve whatever elixir lay inside!
Indeed, upon inspecting the bottom of the White Jade Bottle, he found an inscription of Spirit Gathering Talisman. Finally understanding how those Residues came to be there, Xiao Yefeng realized that the Qi from the spirit herbs in the Spatial Ring had been absorbed by this jade bottle. But what kind of elixir required such protection?
Looking at the bottle stopper made of wood, he noticed it also bore a Sealing Talisman. With great difficulty and efforting through his spiritual energy, Xiao Yefeng managed to pull out the stopper. Inverting the bottle revealed a crimson-golden elixir appearing in his hand; as soon as it emerged, waves of Spirit Mist surged forth around it like stars surrounding the moon. Just inhaling its fragrant aroma made Xiao Yefeng feel invigorated and refreshed.
Xiao Yefeng, fearing the loss of Qi, quickly sealed the elixir back into the jade bottle and corked it. As the swirling Spirit Mist dissipated, he felt as if he were falling into a dream. He was almost certain that this elixir was crafted during the Ancient Era, perhaps even by a divine being. When he had consumed the Dao Wine, he had seen a legendary deity refining pills.
On the day the pill was completed, it was accompanied by this very Spirit Mist. As for its effects, Xiao Yefeng was unsure. However, taking advantage of the abundant Qi at this moment, he reached for the Jade Bamboo Slip again. The Bamboo Slip felt warm to the touch, like jade, and as he spread it out on the stone platform, he opened the scroll.
At first glance, Xiao Yefeng saw a vast sea of stars, twinkling like the yellow sands of Han Hai Desert. To his astonishment, these stars began to move gradually, clustering together in groups. These star clusters merged and formed a skeletal structure of a human body—two hundred and six star bones pieced together into a gigantic skeletal frame.
To his amazement, this skeleton came to life; it ran and jumped. In an instant, the scattered star bones transformed into a true White Bone Framework. The stars that formed these bones now floated on the surface of the skeleton, and dense Tadpole Scripts crawled all over the White Bone Framework. Starting from the limbs, they gradually spread to the skull until a symbol resembling an apricot-sized tadpole emerged at his forehead, causing all surrounding runes to flicker in unison.
At that moment, a faint golden hue appeared on the white skeletal body as stars once again transformed into muscles and veins. Finally, a completely naked man stood before Xiao Yefeng—this man bore an identical face to Xiao Yefeng himself.
A booming voice resonated: "This is the Starry Body Forging Technique. On the day of its completion, draw in Starlight into your body. Though it cannot grant eternal life on earth, it can instantly heal wounds and unleash a hundredfold strength. I am Chaos's First Intelligence; anyone who cultivates my Starry Body Forging Technique shall be my disciple. My disciples need not abide by worldly laws; they are free and unrestrained. If your heart is righteous, you will be righteous; if your heart turns to darkness, you will become dark. As long as you follow your true heart, what does it matter if everyone else is your enemy?"
The voice reverberated within Xiao Yefeng's spirit, completely captivating him. Chaos's First Intelligence—who could that be? Was it Earth's first intelligent life? Was it not earlier than those who rode Flying Swords to Earth to hunt giant beasts?
Then the voice guided Xiao Yefeng through the cultivation method of the Starry Body Forging Technique. Humans are favored beings between heaven and earth; what Xiao Yefeng had just witnessed was indeed the process of this self-proclaimed First Intelligence's birth. He forged a body using stars as bones and took an unknown amount of time to refine his flesh. However, Xiao Yefeng needed none of that; he only needed to begin by drawing Talisman energy into his body.
Just like what Xiao Yefeng had seen earlier—using Earth Spirit Energy as a brush and comprehension as ink—he would inscribe it upon his two hundred and six bones. Finally, he would carve a controlling Talisman at his forehead; once completed with the Starry Body Forging Technique, it seemed simple but truly executing it left Xiao Yefeng in distress. Following the jade slip's guidance, he began his first body forging.
The first step in body forging was to condense the spiritual brush; this part was simple enough since Xiao Yefeng had some understanding of comprehension. However, when it came to inscribing symbols, he found himself in an awkward position. With his right hand manipulating the spiritual brush, Xiao Yefeng inscribed his insights on Dao and Confucianism onto the bones of his feet and left hand. According to classification standards, Mingjing could inscribe forty bones—sounding like quite a lot—but in reality, it was just slightly more than one hand's worth.
As he entered Inner Force and doubled that number again, Xiao Yefeng's cultivation reached an advanced level of Inner Force; he should be able to inscribe between one hundred and one hundred twenty bones. While drawing symbols on other limbs went smoothly, problems arose when he reached his right hand's bones. He had never drawn symbols so intricately before—especially since this body forging technique required precise Talisman work.
Time passed minute by minute until evening fell on the fourth day. The twenty survivors were all sent out by the Starry Bronze Gate; among twenty-four star lanterns only one remained lit. The Han Hai Desert had been completely surrounded by military forces from four nations. The issue arose from Yue Country: after receiving their inheritance, their only Sorcerer emerged only to find their compatriots already dead.
In a moment of excitement, the support button given by the homeland was pressed, and in an instant, the people of Yue Country hidden in the Han Hai Desert surged forth. Upon witnessing this scene, the concealed soldiers from Huaxia had no choice but to be on guard and immediately joined in. The people from Wa Country and Thailand also removed their disguises, gathering all four nations in the center of the Han Hai Desert. The scorching sun could not dampen the tension that hung in the air.
At this time, outside the Bronze Door, within a not-so-large cave, stood people from all four nations. The most agitated were naturally those from Yue Country, who had lost two members. Following them were those from Wa Country, who had lost one member and were fanning the flames of discontent. As for the representatives from Thailand, they merely awaited the return of Jue Chen and his companions, standing on the outskirts to watch the unfolding drama.
“ President Jiang! Ruan Liupang is dead! The master of the last ruins has given everyone a chance to inherit his legacy. Even those who died in Heart's Trial have come back to life! You need to explain why no one from Huaxia has died while we lost two!” shouted a man from Yue Country, dressed in a yellow vest and wielding an Evil Spirit Zen Staff.
“Exactly! We from Wa Country also lost a Jonin. Do you know how outstanding Tian was? He was the frontrunner for the next Koga Clan Leader! President Jiang, you need to give us a reason for this; otherwise, we will not accept it!” said a man in a suit, adjusting his glasses as he spoke. However, despite threatening Huaxia, there was an evident lack of confidence in his tone.
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