But the moment Feng Chun's voice exploded in Chu Mo's consciousness, a murderous aura instantly shot out from the Heavenly God Mirror melded within Chu Mo's chest!

An aura so fine, it was a million times thinner than a strand of hair... but it instantly shattered Feng Chun Emperor's voice within Chu Mo's consciousness!

It was like an invisible war!

And yet, Chu Mo could feel it incredibly clearly. His heart leapt into his throat, and then his consciousness cleared completely!

"What kind of divine artifact?" Chu Mo looked at Feng Chun Emperor in confusion.

The expression on Feng Chun Emperor's face was uncertain, and he coldly gazed at Chu Mo. In his eyes, it seemed as though galaxies were swirling. He hesitated for a moment, and then gave a small smile, saying, "It's nothing, I was just saying things randomly."

"Are divine artifacts the most powerful items in the Heavenly Realm?" Chu Mo's eyes lit up as he looked at Feng Chun Emperor, his gaze filled with eager anticipation.

Feng Chun Emperor felt a pang of disappointment. This kid must have an extraordinary Pill Master backing him!

Even a grandmaster could not concoct such an elixir. Even when the Pill God Emperor was alive, although he had concocted many immortal-grade elixirs and some heavenly-grade elixirs. Feng Chun once received a Heavenly Primordial Pill of the heavenly-grade quality, just one such elixir allowed Feng Chun, a powerhouse at the Emperor Realm level, to completely recover twice from a state of complete energy depletion!

And it was instant recovery!

This kind of elixir had already become a divine medicine!

Until today, Feng Chun always carried this elixir with him, never considering using it.

After all, this was truly a life-saving item.

Feng Chun wasn't boasting, his ability of concocting elixir could at most reach the grandmaster level, far from reaching the level of great grandmaster. However, his ability to identify elixirs was exquisitely refined!

Even if the Pill God Emperor was alive, his ability to identify elixirs might not have been much stronger than Feng Chun Emperor!

But now, on just a single Primordial Pill, Feng Chun discovered an extraordinary secret.

So, Feng Chun was filled with immense doubt the very first moment.

The Battle of the Gods caused great chaos in Heavenly Realm back then. The Pill God Emperor, who had reached the ninth level of Emperor Realm and was almost supreme, was lost with his treasure, the Chaos Furnace, and he fell...

This was the top-secret information of the time. All those who knew the truth kept the secret because they all wanted to find the Chaos Furnace. In the end, they found no clues.

The Chaos Furnace seemed to have disappeared into the vast universe, leaving no trace behind.

Gradually, those who knew no longer strictly kept the secret. And so, Feng Chun, who has ascended to the Emperor Realm, was also privileged to know about this.

Later, this secret was completely exposed, almost everyone in the Heavenly Realm knew about it.

Because everyone had given up any hope of finding the whereabouts of the Chaos Furnace.

Divine artifacts have spirits, they can choose their owners and break through the sky. Therefore, if you don't have the fate, it is impossible to get it.

Upon seeing the Primordial Pill of perfect quality that can only exist in theory, Feng Chun immediately thought of the Chaos Furnace!

That's why he used his supreme power to directly suppress Chu Mo with the sound of the dharma.

For him, who is in the Emperor Realm, doing this is like a dragon bullying an ant, the bullying is extreme.

But for the sake of divine artifacts, even if he had to lose face, Feng Chun accepted it.

But the result, it left Feng Chun extremely disappointed.

No!

This kid doesn't even know what a divine artifact is!

Looking at his eager face, Feng Chun was quite speechless.

He had absolute confidence in his recent suppression through the power of mystic chants. Not to mention someone like Chu Mo, who hasn't even established his foundation yet. Even a true immortal, just one realm away from an Emperor, would be caught off guard under such unexpected attack.

"Naturally, such artifacts are very formidable." Feng Chun casually replied, then looked at Chu Mo and asked, "Hey kid, go ask the person who brewed this elixir, if they have enough ingredients, can they brew the Heavenly Primordial Pill?"

"Of course, no problem!" Chu Mo nodded and said, "As long as there are enough ingredients, not to mention the Heavenly Primordial Pill, any other heavenly elixirs can be brewed!"

At this point, Chu Mo did not mention his master anymore.

Feng Chun thought to himself: just as I thought, there's no way a master of such divine alchemical skill would have such an ignorant disciple. This person was clearly just sent out to conduct various transactions!

In other words, the actual master doesn't want to show himself!

It makes sense, how can a master of this caliber possibly make contact with the outside world so easily?

"I was referring to elixirs of perfect quality, and moreover... the elixirs of such perfect quality that you bring!" Feng Chun said lightly, all the while observing Chu Mo's reactions.

Chu Mo looked at Feng Chun somewhat surprised. "Could there be a second type of perfect quality?"

His tone was somewhat disdainful, as if he was mocking Feng Chun's ignorance.

"Heh...hehe." The mighty Emperor, who could rule the infinite territory of the Heavenly Realm, showed a trace of embarrassment at this moment. However, his eyes gleamed with satisfaction!

"This is a naive kid who hasn't seen much of the world! He doesn't know that other 'perfect-quality' elixirs... can't compare to what he brings! Comparing them to the elixirs Chu Mo brought would be an insult." Feng Chun thought to himself, chuckling quietly.

"Why are you laughing? Could it be... that the elixirs I brought... are better than other 'perfect-quality' elixirs?" Chu Mo's eyes flashed with a sharp glint as he looked at Feng Chun coldly, "You, a supreme figure in the Emperor Realm, wouldn't stoop to deceiving a youngster like me, would you?"

Feng Chun paused, thinking to himself: I can't really deceive him. If I did, this kid would eventually figure it out, and when he did, wouldn't he hold a grudge against me?

With that thought, Feng Chun laughed, "You, a little thing, are attributing bad intentions to others. Could someone of my stature deceive a kid like you?"

"That's good then." Chu Mo nodded, although there was still a shade of suspicion in his eyes.

Feng Chun said, "I can provide you with the materials needed to brew the Heavenly Primordial Pill right now. I can give you enough to produce a hundred perfect Heavenly Primordial Pills. You have to guarantee to give me thirty. Moreover, if there are any extras, you can only sell them to Lingdan Hall, and not to anyone else. Then, for however many perfect Heavenly Primordial Pills you bring back, I will pay you based on that quantity... and it's going to be upfront cash!"

"Money?" Chu Mo's eyes flashed with an undetectable hint of greed.

"Heavenly Crystals!" Feng Chun casually said. "The highest grade! I'll definitely pay you more than the market price!"

"Well, a man of your stature always keeps his word. So, consider this deal sealed." Chu Mo assumed an old and wise demeanor, looking at Feng Chun. "Additionally, please prepare a storage ring capable of storing those medical materials. Also, no need to give me everything all at once. Give me enough to make only ten pills first."

Feng Chun glanced at Chu Mo, indifferently answering, "Trust in relationships is important. Do you think I'd care about those materials?"

"Are you not afraid that I'll take the materials and never return?" Chu Mo asked.

"The one behind you, surely their plans aren't just limited to this little bit." Feng Chun uttered, not even bringing up the storage ring.

A storage ring is nothing special in the Heavenly Realm, everyone has one. It's not at all rare.

Chu Mo grinned, nodding. "Alright, please arrange for it then."

Feng Chun nodded. "Also, there's one more thing..."

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