Chapter 490 The Mysteries of the 8 Trigrams Demon-Refining Banner (Magic Treasure)

Hearing this, Eldrin nodded and rose to his feet. "In that case, I shall not impose further. May the True Lord recover from his injuries swiftly."

After the 3 parted ways, Lord Jiuchuan, bearing his injuries, personally escorted the Bixia Demon Emperor’s Nascent Soul and teleported to the Pure Sun Immortal Clan, the Lin Family. There, he intended to commission the clan’s master alchemist to refine the Nascent Soul Formation Pill (Spiritual Object).

Eldrin immediately returned to his cave abode and began taking stock of his gains from this endeavor.

He gazed at the Bixi Turtle Shell in his hand, unable to suppress a faint smile. "This Bixi Turtle Shell bears the weight of mountains and rivers, and has even fused with vast veins of Taiyi Gold Essence ore."

"It possesses the resilience of solid earth and unyielding stone, as well as the domineering nature of eternal profound gold. It can be said to be a first-class defensive treasure material."

"Truly a supreme treasure."

Lyra nodded slightly. The Bixi Tortoise Shell innately contained natural Dao patterns; with just a bit of refinement, it could be forged into a defensive spirit treasure.

If it were smelted into material, it could be integrated into the Natal Magic Treasure, elevating it to the realm of a Natal Spirit Treasure.

With this thought in mind, Lyra said, "For my Earthly Soil Primordial Disc to advance, it would be best to use 'Primordial Dao Pattern Stone' as the primary material. As for the 6 Harmonies 8 Desolates Cauldron, a dual-attribute fifth-grade spirit material of metal and fire would be more suitable."

"Do you intend to fuse this Bixi Tortoiseshell into the Wutu Sovereign Emperor Bell, or refine it into a spiritual treasure?"

Upon hearing his inquiry, Eldrin did not hesitate and replied straightforwardly, "Integrating this object into the Earth-Sovereign Bell will undoubtedly enhance the defensive power of this natal magic treasure, elevating it into a peerless defensive natal spirit artifact."

"Indeed, you are currently in dire need of a defensive spirit treasure."

Lyra nodded, then picked up the jade slip containing the 8 Trigrams Demon-Refining Banner to examine it carefully.

After just a few glances, she handed the jade slip to Eldrin and remarked with astonishment, "This 8 Trigrams Demon-Refining Banner is truly extraordinary. It seems we've struck gold this time."

"Oh?"

Eldrin’s brow twitched slightly as he picked up the jade slip and cast his gaze upon it.

With just a single glance, a faint furrow appeared between his brows, revealing a trace of astonishment.

It turned out that this 8 Trigrams Demon-Refining Banner (Magic Treasure) was truly extraordinary. Though its origins remained shrouded in mystery—having been obtained by Lord Jiuchuan by chance—it stood as 1 of the finest spirit treasure array banners.

According to the jade slip's records, the 8 Trigrams Demon-Refining Banner (Magic Treasure) was 1 of the most supreme formation banners at the spirit treasure level.

This set of formation banners consisted of 8 flags: Heaven, Earth, Wind, Thunder, Fire, Water, Mountain, and Marsh. Each could unleash 8 types of mystical secrets and divine abilities, and when combined, they could erupt with astonishing power.

To forge a true set of 8 Trigrams Demon-Refining Banner (Magic Treasure), 1 must gather 8 rare treasures: Heaven-Sanctioned Cloud, Earth-Embracing Soil, Gale-Wind Bamboo, Thunder-Strike Wood, Li Fire Jade, Kan Water Essence, Mountain-Anchoring Stone, and Marsh-Metallic Gold.

These 8 rare treasures were all exceptionally uncommon in the world, each being a fifth-grade heavenly material and earthly treasure. Even a True Monarch at the late Nascent Soul stage would find it difficult to gather all of them.

Once assembled, these 8 formation flags would each become a supreme treasure of the spirit tool grade. If successfully cultivated, they would allow 1 to dominate the Nascent Soul realm and become a top-tier Nascent Soul True Lord.

No matter what treasures you wield or what divine powers you command—so long as these array banners remain unbroken, I am invincible.

Yet it was precisely because these 8 rare treasures were so difficult to find that the 9-Cycle True Lord's formation banners fell far short of their intended power.

The formation flags in his hand were merely a set of flawed products, crafted using fourth-tier materials as substitutes. Each piece barely reached the grade of top-tier magic treasures.

This was also because the grade of this set of magic banner artifacts was insufficient. When 9 Rivers True Lord gave his instructions, he specifically cautioned everyone to use them with care and avoid damaging the banner array.

Yet even so, this set of array banners could still unleash the power of a spirit treasure. Capable of hunting down a Nascent Soul Demon Emperor, it truly lived up to its reputation as 1 of the world's rarest supreme treasures.

In comparison, Chen Changxuan’s Great White Star Pearls also formed a set of array flags, with all 7 pearls being top-tier magic treasures.

Yet its power only reached the quasi-fifth rank. The gap between it and this set of 8 Trigrams Formation Flags was not merely vast—they simply weren't on the same level.

At this thought, Eldrin sighed and said, "It's a pity these 8 rare treasures are scarcely found in this world. Even if 1 could find substitute treasures of the same attributes, it would require either the backing of a formidable power or heaven-defying serendipity to gather them all."

"Indeed."

Lyra nodded. There were few factions capable of gathering all 8 rare treasures—at the very least, they had to be organizations with 1 foot already in the Dao Lord's sacred realm.

For a power of that caliber, this supreme treasure set would likely suffice as a foundational heritage for their entire clan—hardly something that could be easily gathered.

They still lacked the means to gather all the required items at present. With this thought, Eldrin (Person Name) stored the jade slip away.

"If fate allows in the future, we shall find ways to gather them all."

"However, with our current capabilities, I'm afraid it's still beyond our reach."

Eldrin spoke thus, deciding to wait until he broke through to the Nascent Soul stage before reconsidering the matter of the 8 Trigrams Formation Flags.

After storing the treasures, tranquility returned to their lives. In the following days, he devoted his time to initiating Ye Qingfeng(Person Name) into cultivation while beginning to deduce the refinement method for the Spirit Treasure Chapter of the Earthen Dominance Imperial Bell(Magic Treasure).

Time passed in such a rush, and in the blink of an eye, 7 years had gone by.

Over these 7 years, Ye Qingfeng had also embarked on the path of cultivation. As a practitioner with 5 spiritual roots, even with the aid of his Pure Yang Immortal Body, his cultivation speed only matched that of someone with 3 spiritual roots.

But 1 must not forget who his master is. With the full support of Eldrin (Person Name), Ye Qingfeng’s cultivation resources were no less than those available to the direct descendant of a Nascent Soul True Lord.

Even first-grade Heaven-Earth Spirit Peaches, Green Lotus Seeds, and other treasures of immeasurable value to Qi Refining cultivators could be effortlessly procured by Eldrin for him, boosting his cultivation speed by no less than threefold.

In just a few short years, Ye Qingfeng was merely 12 years of age, yet he had already reached Qi Refinement, Mid Stage (Cultivation Realm).

At this rate of cultivation, he would likely build his foundation in his early twenties, not far behind Eldrin (Person Name) in his prime.

Early that morning, just after Eldrin had finished teaching Ye Qingfeng his lessons, he saw Lyra approaching.

Foster Mother.

Ye Qingfeng offered a slight bow and tactfully withdrew.

After he had departed, Eldrin asked, "How did it go?"

Lyra smiled and said, "Word has come from the Eastern Sea Immortal Alliance that they will dispatch a True Monarch to guard the 9 Rivers Island within these 2 days."

"Finally, you're here."

Eldrin also broke into a smile. The human race’s True Monarchs were severely lacking in the Eastern Sea cultivation world, and it was no easy task to reassign 1 to provide assistance.

Taking into account that Eldrin and others were temporarily stationed at 9 Rivers Island, it took the Eastern Sea Immortal Alliance 7 years to finally find a suitable candidate to garrison 9 Rivers Island.

For Eldrin, the Nascent Soul Formation Pill (Spiritual Object) had been successfully refined years prior, and they had obtained 1 of them.

Now, all that remained was to wait for the East Sea Immortal Alliance to send reinforcements, so they could disengage and head to the Outer Sea Cultivation Realm to investigate the ruins of the Qingxu Sect.

Recalling that a True Monarch would soon arrive, Eldrin smiled and said, "It so happens that Qingfeng has embarked on the path of cultivation these past years. From now on, he won’t require my daily guidance and can commence his training independently."

"It is time for us to depart."

Chapter 1 The biting cold wind howled through the mountain pass, carrying with it the scent of blood and decay. A young man in tattered blue robes knelt amidst the snow, his breathing ragged. His name was Lin Feng, once the most promising disciple of the Azure Cloud Sect, now a cripple abandoned by all. "3 years..." he whispered, his voice hoarse. "It has been 3 years since my spiritual roots were severed." He clenched his fist, his knuckles white. The memory of that day was still vivid—the betrayal by his sworn brother, Eldrin (Person Name), the theft of his cultivation manual, and the cruel blow that shattered his dantian. Suddenly, a faint glow emanated from the jade pendant around his neck—a family heirloom he had always worn. Before he could react, a surge of energy flooded his meridians, and a mysterious voice echoed in his mind. *"The Heavenly Dao Art has been activated. Host's spiritual roots are being reconstructed."* Lin Feng's eyes widened in disbelief. The pain that had tormented him for years began to fade, replaced by a warm, revitalizing energy. He could feel the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathering around him, swirling like a vortex. *Ding!* *"Reconstruction complete. Host has obtained the Primordial Chaos Body."* A system interface materialized before his eyes, displaying his new status. **Name:** Lin Feng **Cultivation:** Foundation Establishment Realm, 1st Layer **Cultivation Technique:** Heavenly Dao Art **Bloodline:** Primordial Chaos Body (Dormant) Tears welled up in Lin Feng's eyes, but he quickly wiped them away. A fierce determination burned in his gaze. "Eldrin, just you wait. I will reclaim everything that belongs to me!" He stood up, his body now filled with strength he hadn't felt in years. The snow crunched beneath his feet as he began his descent from the mountain. His journey of vengeance and redemption had just begun. --- Chapter 2 The small town of Maplewood was bustling with activity. Lin Feng moved through the crowded streets, his plain robes drawing no attention. He needed information and resources to rebuild his strength. His first stop was the local marketplace, where cultivators traded goods and gossip. He overheard a group discussing the upcoming recruitment trial for the nearby Profound Sky Sect. "Did you hear? The Profound Sky Sect is accepting new disciples next month. They're even offering a high-grade spirit stone as the top prize!" "10,000 spirit stones? That's enough to reach the Golden Core Realm!" Lin Feng's interest was piqued. The trial could be his chance to reenter the cultivation world and gain the resources he desperately needed. As he was about to leave, a commotion broke out nearby. A young woman was being harassed by several thugs. "Give us the herb, girl! Or else..." The woman clutched a small pouch to her chest. "This is for my father's medicine! I won't give it to you!" Lin Feng sighed. He had no time for trouble, but he couldn't stand by and watch injustice. He stepped forward. "Leave her alone." The thugs turned, their leader sneering. "Mind your own business, cripple!" Before the thug could react, Lin Feng moved with lightning speed. A single palm strike sent the man flying through the air, crashing into a nearby stall. The other thugs stared in shock. The man they had called a cripple had just defeated their leader, a cultivator at the 3rd layer of Foundation Establishment, with a single blow. Lin Feng looked at the remaining thugs. "Anyone else?" They scrambled away, dragging their unconscious leader with them. The young woman bowed deeply. "Thank you, senior! My name is Xiao Ling. How can I repay you?" Lin Feng shook his head. "No need. Just be more careful in the future." As he turned to leave, Xiao Ling called out, "Senior, are you here for the Profound Sky Sect's trial? My father is an elder there. Perhaps I can be of assistance..." A faint smile touched Lin Feng's lips. It seemed fate had given him an opportunity.