Chapter 517: Three Spirit Treasure Body
Huang Yanchen said, "Are we heading to the Black Tortoise Ruins Realm right now?"
"Not so fast," Zhang Ruochen replied. "Right now, everyone knows that Huang Shenyi obtained the Black Tortoise inheritance in the Black Tortoise Ruins Realm. Many Ruins Realm warriors will undoubtedly rush there one after another to find the inheritance site."
"Moreover, since I retrieved Huang Shenyi's remains, everyone will assume I have some clues."
"If I'm not mistaken, many major powers are already monitoring my every move. Here at the Chaos Ten Thousand Realms Mountain, no one dares to make a move against me. But the moment I set out for the Black Tortoise Ruins Realm, it will trigger a chain reaction—countless people will trail closely behind me. That way, nothing can be accomplished."
Huang Yanchen furrowed her brow as well and reminded him, "There's another point: you're now number one on the Heavenly Ranking, with military merit points exceeding ten million."
"Everyone knows you'll definitely go to the Ruins Realm battlefield to kill native creatures and accumulate military merit, aiming to break through to the Heavenly Extreme Realm's Supreme Extreme Realm. The Moon Worship Demon Sect and the Black Market First Class Hall will surely send many experts to stop you, to eliminate you, and prevent you from truly reaching the Supreme Extreme Realm of the Heavenly Extreme Realm."
Zhang Ruochen nodded. "So for now, we'll cultivate inside the Cosmic Divine Wood Map, improve our martial arts cultivation, and wait to see how things develop."
Zhang Ruochen handed the Black Tortoise Qi to Huang Yanchen, letting her cultivate and elevate her martial realm.
He kept the sacred bottle that had held the Black Tortoise Qi, holding it in his hand and studying it carefully.
"Whoosh!"
Then, from his palm, he shot out a pillar of cyan true qi as thick as a bowl, enveloping the sacred bottle within it.
The sacred bottle slowly rotated and rose from the ground.
Inside the bottle, all one hundred and thirty-seven inscription patterns emerged, radiating cyan and white light, as if splitting the entire world into two halves of cyan and white.
At the same time, the bottle's volume gradually expanded until it was a full three zhang tall.
Zhang Ruochen pushed his palm forward, and the sacred bottle flew out, striking a small hill dozens of li away with a thunderous boom.
The ground trembled violently, kicking up a cloud of gray-black dust.
When the dust settled, the hill was seen to be caved in, with the surrounding soil bulging up to form a small ring-shaped crater.
"Return!"
Zhang Ruochen waved his arm, and the sacred bottle flew up from the huge pit, shrinking back to the size of a palm and resting in his hand.
"Even a sacred artifact of the lowest grade is a treasure of boundless power."
He felt reluctant to let the Abyssal Ancient Sword devour such a sacred artifact.
"Perhaps I can carve space inscriptions onto this sacred bottle and refine it into a Ruyi Precious Bottle."
Zhang Ruochen's eyes lit up. He immediately took out a spirit brush and began to implement his idea.
He had once refined a Ruyi Precious Bottle using only an ordinary piece of jade. That bottle could only store liquid medicinal herbs and had no real offensive power.
But what if he used a sacred bottle to refine a Ruyi Precious Bottle?
Moreover, his spiritual power had already reached the forty-second level, allowing him to carve more complex attack inscriptions.
Zhang Ruochen was extremely excited and began preparations.
First, he took out a refining furnace, threw fire-attributed spirit crystals into it, and let the furnace fire gradually grow intense.
The sacred bottle was already a finished product. To carve additional inscriptions on it, he had to reforge it first.
After a full month, Zhang Ruochen finally carved seventy-two space inscriptions onto the sacred bottle, transforming it into a space treasure—the Ruyi Precious Bottle.
Holding the Ruyi Precious Bottle in his hand, he was quite pleased. "With the original one hundred and thirty-seven inscriptions, this Ruyi Precious Bottle now has two hundred and nine inscriptions—almost catching up to the Abyssal Ancient Sword."
Zhang Ruochen activated his movement technique, turning into a blur, and arrived at the edge of a clear, emerald-green lake. Looking out, he saw white mist floating on the lake's surface. Occasionally, a leaf would fall, landing on the water and creating ripples.
"Whoosh!"
He raised the Ruyi Precious Bottle, still palm-sized, and it flew as a cyan light to hover above the lake.
A vortex appeared at the bottle's mouth, generating a powerful suction force.
"Splash!"
The calm lake instantly boiled, spinning in a spiral, forming a water column that shot upward and poured into the Ruyi Precious Bottle.
In moments, all the water in the entire lake was drawn into the bottle.
Zhang Ruochen beckoned with his five fingers, and the Ruyi Precious Bottle flew back.
Taking the bottle, he gently shook it. A "swoosh, swoosh" sound came from inside, as if it weren't yet full.
He raised the bottle and took a sip.
A sweet, cool lake water, like nectar, flowed down his throat and into his stomach.
"As expected of water nurtured by the Sky-Connecting Divine Tree. Even lake water, if taken to the Kunlun Realm, would be like a spiritual spring, helping warriors refine their bodies. Ordinary people drinking it could also extend their lifespan."
The Scroll World was like a sacred paradise, a holy land. Its only shortcoming was a lack of vitality. There were plants but no animals, making it too quiet.
Actually, this was easy to understand. This world had been unstable before, and only after the Sky-Connecting Divine Tree absorbed the origin energy of the Wood Essence Ruins Realm did it fully take shape. In such a short time, it was impossible for animals to emerge.
Zhang Ruochen poured the lake water back from the Ruyi Precious Bottle, and the once-dry lake became rippling and blue again.
Dressed in white robes, like an immortal from a painting, he sat cross-legged by the lakeshore. He took out the jade box Duanmu Xingling had given him and placed it on the grass.
Opening the box, a bloody red light surged up, emitting a nauseating bloody odor.
Inside the box was blood-red soil, as if drenched in blood.
One of the Five Elements Spiritual Treasures—Nourishing Saint Blood Soil.
"Water gives birth to wood, wood gives birth to earth. So the third treasure body I need to cultivate is the Earth Spirit Treasure Body."
Zhang Ruochen had first refined the Black Water Liuli Crystal to cultivate the Water Spirit Treasure Body. Then he refined the Purple Cloud Agarwood to cultivate the Wood Spirit Treasure Body.
Now, he would refine the Nourishing Saint Blood Soil to cultivate the Earth Spirit Treasure Body.
The Nourishing Saint Blood Soil wasn't actually soaked in blood. Its blood-like color came from its extremely rich earth-attributed origin spiritual energy.
"If I can cultivate the Earth Spirit Treasure Body, then I'll have a Three Spirit Treasure Body."
A firm will shone in Zhang Ruochen's eyes, along with anticipation.
Legend said that at the same cultivation level, a Three Spirit Treasure Body could rival a Saint Body.
That meant, if he could cultivate the Three Spirit Treasure Body, his physique would be no different from a Saint Body—equally powerful.
If he could go further and cultivate a Four Spirit Treasure Body, his physique could even compare with the Heartless Saint Body, True Dragon Body, Innate Extreme Yin Body, or Innate Extreme Yang Body.
But Zhang Ruochen had already found it extremely difficult to cultivate the Dual Spirit Treasure Body back then.
Cultivating the Three Spirit Treasure Body was as hard as reaching the heavens. As for the Four Spirit Treasure Body, without some special opportunity, it was simply impossible.
What counted as a special opportunity?
For example, Di Yi had once been an ordinary Saint Body. But after Zhang Ruochen dug out his demon heart, between life and death, he miraculously cultivated the Heartless Saint Body. Not only did he escape death, but his physique also advanced further.
The Heartless Saint Body was nearly an undying body, making it a cut above other Saint Bodies.
That was what was called an opportunity. If Di Yi hadn't had his demon heart dug out by Zhang Ruochen and hadn't walked the line between life and death, he would never have cultivated the Heartless Saint Body.
Opportunity could make you soar to the heavens, or it could leave you dead without a burial place.
Similarly, Orange Moon Star Envoy now had the Innate Yin Moon Body. She also needed an opportunity. Without it, she would never cultivate the Innate Extreme Yin Body.
Zhang Ruochen temporarily withdrew his thoughts and began refining the Nourishing Saint Blood Soil.
His main goal now was to cultivate the Three Spirit Treasure Body.
As for the Four Spirit Treasure Body, it was still too far away.
"Refining the Nourishing Saint Blood Soil—even if I don't cultivate the Three Spirit Treasure Body, I should at least break through to the middle stage of the Heavenly Extreme Realm Great Perfection."
"Bang!"
Zhang Ruochen struck down with his palm, and the Nourishing Saint Blood Soil instantly turned into grains of red blood sand that flew up, enveloping his body.
If one infused spiritual qi into their eyes, they would see the blood sand suspended in midair, each grain spinning rapidly with a "chi chi" sound, rushing toward Zhang Ruochen.
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The people from the Black Market First Class Hall were also staying at the Ten Thousand Realms Inn.
Di Yi held a black sacred sword, standing by the water's edge. In his mind, he replayed the image of Zhang Ruochen killing Huang Shenyi with a single sword strike on the Heavenly Battle Platform.
Suddenly, his eyes turned extremely sharp.
Without moving his hand, the sword moved first.
"Shua!"
Di Yi's body vanished from its spot, reappearing three zhang away as he swung his sword.
But his sword only traveled halfway before the Cyan Robe Star Envoy caught it between two fingers, freezing it in midair.
Di Yi withdrew his sword and asked, "How was that strike?"
The Cyan Robe Star Envoy shook her head. "Compared to Zhang Ruochen's strike, it's far inferior. I couldn't catch Zhang Ruochen's strike with two fingers."
The Cyan Robe Star Envoy ranked third among the Seven Star Envoys.
But her cultivation was second only to the Purple Wind Star Envoy, having reached the seventh transformation of the Fish-Dragon Realm.
If she wanted to kill a Heavenly Extreme Realm martial artist, she wouldn't even need to make a move—just a single breath could blow their body into a cloud of blood mist.
Yet she claimed she couldn't catch Zhang Ruochen's strike with two fingers.
That assessment showed just how terrifying Zhang Ruochen's sword technique was.
"So far behind? It seems that before I cultivate the Heartless Saint Body to minor completion, if I fight him, the odds of losing are ninety percent," Di Yi said.
Just then, the Green Robe Star Envoy and the Red Desire Star Envoy walked in from outside.
"Greetings, Young Master."
The Green Robe Star Envoy and the Red Desire Star Envoy both bowed.
Di Yi looked over and smiled. "The Red Desire Star Envoy has returned! Oh? Your cultivation seems to have improved quite a bit—you've reached the Heavenly Extreme Realm Great Perfection?"