Chapter 114: Chapter 113: Beast Soul Blood Talisman and Cyan Soul Fruit

Lu Zhao eagerly probed the Storage Bag with his Divine Sense. The first thing to enter his perception was a beast-hide Talisman, lying quietly within. It faintly glowed with a dreary, bone-white light that was exceptionally jarring. The sight of this Talisman made Lu Zhao’s heart tighten—he remembered this thing all too well.

Lu Zhao recalled the recent scene: he had brandished his Hundred Waters Magic Disc, unleashing the full force of his Thousand-Layered Wave Skill, which had crashed down like a torrent. Yet, the Talisman had merely fluctuated violently a few times. The glow on its surface dimmed slightly, but it was clear he hadn’t even approached the upper limit of its defensive power.

At the time, Lu Zhao had estimated it would take at least two or three more bombardments of that intensity to tear through its final barrier.

Now, however, nothing could suppress the smile creeping across Lu Zhao’s face. The Talisman belonged to him! As his gaze fell upon it again, all that remained was pure delight.

He quickly checked it against the records of the Blood Shadow Corpse Refining Skill in his mind. The Talisman’s identity was immediately apparent—it was a Tier Two "Beast Soul Blood Talisman"!

The refining techniques for this kind of Talisman were incredibly demanding. One had to use the hide of a single Demon Beast as the Talisman Base, draw the Runes with its Essence Blood, and finally, forcibly imprison and infuse the beast’s lingering Essence into it!

Compared to the disposable Talismans made with ordinary talisman paper and Cinnabar, these were far more difficult to refine. But the benefits were just as great—it could be used repeatedly, making it an excellent trump card for saving one’s life.

He carefully examined the residual energy fluctuations on the Talisman, judging it could withstand at most one or two more high-intensity attacks.

Lu Zhao’s fingertips brushed against the cold, rough surface of the beast hide. The texture reminded him that this Talisman was completely different from the mainstream style of the Chen Country Cultivation Realm. It exuded a brutal, bloody wildness. Lu Zhao understood that this kind of Talisman must be a part of the Demon Dao’s legacy.

He didn’t hesitate for long, however. He carefully transferred the Talisman, which contained the Essence Soul of a fierce beast, into his own Storage Bag. ’This thing could be a life-saving trump card when I least expect it.’

Setting the Talisman aside, Lu Zhao’s attention was immediately drawn to the other items deep within the Storage Bag. The first thing he saw was a small pile of Lower Grade Spirit Stones emitting a soft white glow. He roughly estimated there were about two hundred of them. But what truly surprised him were the three Spirit Stones lying quietly atop the pile!

They were each the size of a fist and as lustrous as jade. A light, a hundred times purer than that of Lower Grade Spirit Stones, slowly swirled within them, as if they contained pools of liquefied Pure Spiritual Qi.

"Middle-Grade Spirit Stones!" Lu Zhao breathed out the three words. It wasn’t that he had never seen Middle-Grade Spirit Stones before, but this was the first time he had ever touched one, feeling the incomparably pure Spiritual Power thrumming within.

A warm yet powerful pulse of energy emanated from his fingertips, far more thrilling than holding a hundred Lower Grade Spirit Stones. While the common exchange rate in the Marketplace was "one for a hundred," in the eyes of Foundation Establishment cultivators and above, Middle-Grade Spirit Stones were indispensable. They were used to power large Flying Ships, drive High-Tier Arrays, and even operate certain special cultivation techniques—tasks far beyond the capability of Lower Grade Spirit Stones.

’Trying to trade a mere hundred Lower Grade Spirit Stones for one Middle-Grade Spirit Stone? That’s a fool’s dream!’ After carefully examining the three Middle-Grade Spirit Stones, he put them away.

After examining the Spirit Stones, his gaze fell on a nearby pile of Yin Attribute Materials, each emitting a different aura.

The first was a piece of Yin Locust Wood, deep black in color and cold to the touch. Beside it was the grayish-white Bone Decay Grass, which exuded the damp, rotten aura of a deep grave.

Lu Zhao then opened a Jade Bottle, which contained a viscous, dark-red liquid. Even through the bottle, he could smell a faint, bloody, and hostile aura—this was Demon Beast Essence Blood.

All in all, these were precisely the Treasures of Heaven and Earth needed for the art of Corpse Refinement.

"Haha, the materials for Corpse Refinement. They’re all here!" Lu Zhao couldn’t help but chuckle, breaking the silence of his cave abode. "This Qian Yuan... he really was a ’Treasure-Bringing Child,’ through and through."

After inspecting the materials, Lu Zhao took the blood-colored shuttle out of his own Storage Bag. It was cold to the touch and suffused with a dense Blood Evil Qi.

’I wonder who Qian Yuan had refine this Magical Artifact for him?’ Lu Zhao mused. The Chen Country Cultivation Realm was extremely strict in its suppression of such Demonic Spiritual Artifacts. If discovered, they were immediately destroyed, so Artifact Refiners naturally wouldn’t go anywhere near them.

Qian Yuan’s artifact clearly wasn’t ancient, either. In the end, Lu Zhao could only guess that Qian Yuan must have found some death-defying Artifact Refiner to make it for him.

’Still, it’s the first Demonic Spiritual Artifact I’ve ever owned. I might as well keep it.’ After a moment’s thought, Lu Zhao put the Magical Artifact into his Storage Bag.

After dealing with the Demonic Spiritual Artifact, Lu Zhao turned his attention to a small, miscellaneous pile of Magical Artifacts of varying grades.

These Magical Artifacts ranged from a Tier One Lower Grade Flying Saber to a Tier One Middle-Grade shield, and included an assortment of blades, spears, and swords. Their Spiritual Power Attributes varied, and many still retained traces of Evil Qi or the Magical Power imprints of their former owners.

Clearly, these were all "spoils of war" plundered by Qian Yuan. The quality of the Magical Artifacts was nothing to write home about, but there was a lot of them. Lu Zhao quickly estimated that selling them all would net him at least five to six hundred Spirit Stones.

Finally, Lu Zhao’s Divine Sense was captivated by an exquisitely packaged jade box tucked away in a corner. A Sealing Spirit Talisman, its Spiritual Power held in check, was affixed to the lid.

He carefully used his Magical Power to dissolve the Sealing Spirit Talisman, then gently lifted the smooth jade lid.

An clean, profound fragrance instantly filled the air, washing over his Spiritual Soul like a clear spring and melting away all stray thoughts. A crystal-clear, emerald-green Spirit Fruit, the size of a longan, lay quietly on a bed of soft silk.

The fruit looked as if it had been carved from the finest jade. Most wondrously, its smooth surface was naturally covered in enigmatic, flowing silver patterns.

Just by inhaling a single breath of its fragrance, Lu Zhao felt his Sea of Consciousness being enveloped and cleansed by a warm Spiritual Spring. An unprecedented sense of comfort and clarity washed over his Divine Sense, sweeping away all the fatigue from days of travel and fighting.

"A Tier Two Cyan Soul Fruit!" Lu Zhao’s pupils dilated in utter shock, and his heart pounded like a war drum. This was the exact Tier Two Spiritual Object needed to nourish the Spiritual Soul and temper one’s Divine Sense Origin! With this, condensing the seventh and eighth Divine Sense Threads—a problem that had plagued him for so long—was no longer a distant dream.

It took several long breaths for him to calm down from his ecstatic joy. As he did, another of the Cyan Soul Fruit’s effects came to mind: it could expel foreign auras invading the Spiritual Soul, stabilize the Heart Spirit, and guard the clarity of one’s Spirit Platform.

’Heh... It seems Qian Yuan knew the Blood Evil Qi was corrupting his mind.’ Lu Zhao looked at the Spirit Fruit, his expression complex. ’I wonder how much trouble he went through, what price he paid, to obtain this Cyan Soul Fruit, all to stabilize that out-of-control Blood Evil Qi... And now, he’s done all the work, and I’m the one to reap the rewards.’

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