271: Blood Essence Fusion Sacrificial Artifact Method

Above Cloud Thunder Pavilion.

Immortal Master Ancestor Yun Chen's eyelids twitched, but a gentle smile appeared on his face.

"Fellow Daoist, you jest. I, Yun, have been waiting here respectfully for your arrival."

To be honest, he had indeed entertained the thought of reneging on his promise.

After all, a Sect's Legacy is the foundation of its establishment; how could it be easily shown to others?

What's more, this person before him was deeply demonic; who would take his promises seriously?

Empty words and no proof, you say you won't spread it, and it won't be spread?

It was only that day, coerced by this person's might, and with that naive old dog fanning the flames from the side, that he had no choice but to feign compliance. His promise was merely a temporary expedient.

However, after returning to the Sect, the more he thought about it, the angrier he became, feeling as if he had been forced to sign an unequal treaty.

So he decided to "selectively" forget about this matter. Since he was back in his main camp, his confidence was naturally sufficient.

But then he waited for two months and didn't see this person come to his door. He thought this person was wary of his Cloud Thunder Pavilion and had given up.

It wasn't until today, feeling that undisguised majestic pressure, that he realized how utterly wrong he had been.

When this person was in the Early Golden Core Stage, he dared to kill a Middle Stage Cultivator across Realms, and even dared to challenge a Late Golden Core Stage Cultivator.

The Southern Wilderness Region had already been turned upside down by him. Ji Ruge, Cheng Qingxuan, and those two Golden Core Cultivators from outside the region, all became souls under his hand.

Now that his cultivation has broken through to the Mid-stage Golden Core, he is probably even more reckless.

So he very "wisely" changed his tune, then flicked his sleeve, and the Sect-protecting formation rippled. A portal slowly opened, revealing the scenery of the mountain gate within.

"Excellent!"

Lu Ming nodded in satisfaction, not worried about any ambush from the other party, and stepped into it without hesitation.

"Fellow Daoist, please follow me!"

Immortal Master Ancestor Yun Chen personally led the way, and the two transformed into streaks of light, heading straight for the Scripture Pavilion in the back mountain.

The numerous Disciples below, seeing the Old Ancestor personally welcoming a guest into the Sect, finally breathed a sigh of relief, then began to whisper.

"Is this the newly promoted fifth Golden Core Immortal Master in the Southern Wilderness Region? His might is too terrifying!"

"What fifth? Now there are only three left! I heard that the other two were... by him..."

"Ah? Then isn't this person very dangerous? Why would the Old Ancestor invite such a fierce person into the Sect?"

"Watch your words! The Old Ancestor has his own profound intentions; how can we Disciples presume to speculate!"

"…"

On the way to the Scripture Pavilion, Immortal Master Ancestor Yun Chen's eyes flickered, as if he had thought of something, then he transmitted a Divine Thought, summoning Mo Ningxin.

It is said that this female Disciple has old ties with Han Feiyu, so bringing her might ease the atmosphere.

Although Mo Ningxin was considered a direct descendant within the Sect, in the eyes of a Golden Core Ancestor, there was no essential difference between her and an ordinary Disciple.

If he could use this woman to foster a closer relationship, a small price would be worth it.

Just don't know if this Fellow Daoist Han's Dao Heart is firm... "Hmph, this Venerable One's Dao Heart is like iron; how can mere female beauty disturb my mind!"

Lu Ming saw through Ancestor Yun Chen's plan and snorted coldly in his heart: You underestimate me too much!

Before long, the three arrived before the Scripture Pavilion.

This was a seven-story ancient pagoda, entirely constructed from warm jade and Driftwood, with faint flowing light shimmering on its body.

Immortal Master Ancestor Yun Chen formed a hand seal, chanted incantations, and several streaks of spiritual light disappeared into the pagoda.

He saw that the layers of Restriction light screens quickly melted like snow meeting a fierce sun, and countless rune chains quietly vanished.

Even the two stone statues guarding the entrance retracted their murderous aura.

"Fellow Daoist, please make yourself at home. If you need anything, just instruct Ningxin!"

Immortal Master Ancestor Yun Chen did not linger after doing all this, and after speaking, he bid farewell and left.

There was no point in him staying there; it would only annoy others.

After he left, Lu Ming strolled into the Scripture Pavilion, with Mo Ningxin following closely behind.

The space inside the pavilion was far vaster than it appeared from the outside. Luminous pearls were embedded in the dome, casting a soft, clear light that illuminated the neatly arranged sandalwood bookshelves.

Just then, a mark on Lu Ming's glabella lit up, and his dharma body slowly walked out from it. Then, the two of them plunged into this vast ocean of classics.

As for Mo Ningxin, she stood quietly like a maid, occasionally serving spiritual tea, and at times retrieving specific Jade Slips according to Lu Ming's instructions.

Lu Ming didn't pay much attention to her, nor did he make any inappropriate moves towards her.

The main reason was that the occasion was unsuitable; after all, this was a place of pure cultivation.

Doing such things would be improper!

Besides, Lu Ming was also afraid that the old lecher had left a hidden hand to spy.

Time slowly flowed by.

Most of the Cultivation Techniques and Spells collected in the Scripture Pavilion were of limited value to Lu Ming.

Either their level was too low, or they were too "Righteous Path," not fitting his style.

However, he still patiently browsed; extensive knowledge always had its benefits.

Of course, his core objective for this trip was clear.

He didn't miss the Cloud Thunder Pavilion's Tier 3 Alchemy Legacy, the "Profound Origin Cloud Pill Secret Manual," and its Artifact Refining Legacy, the "Heavenly Crafting Transformation Treasure Chapter."

Lu Ming handed the "Profound Origin Cloud Pill Secret Manual" to his dharma body for research, while he himself delved into the Artifact Refining Legacy.

Apart from his slight attainments in the Dao of Talismans, he also had some insights in the Dao of Artifact Refining.

In the past, his puppet clone was refined by himself, so studying it wasn't too difficult.

Moreover, this "Heavenly Crafting Transformation Treasure Chapter" was a Tier 3 High Grade Legacy, and a particular special sacrificial refining method within it made his eyes light up.

The Blood Nurturing Soul Merging Artifact Sacrificial Method.

"Using one's own vital blood as a guide and Divine Soul as a furnace, one can long-term nurture a Magical Artifact.

Not only can it make the treasure perfectly attuned to one's will, like an extension of one's arm, but it can also cultivate an embryo of an Artifact Spirit, laying the foundation for refining a Tier 4 Nascent Soul Spirit Treasure in the future..."

Lu Ming read it carefully, then nodded in satisfaction. This method greatly pleased him.

Moreover, this method does not require starting the refining process from a Magical Artifact anew; even a finished Magic Treasure can be directly sacrificed and refined!

"So, can the hidden danger of the human emperor banner be resolved?"

He had always suspected that the Soul Devouring Demonic Sect had left a hidden hand in the banner.

Why not use his own vital blood to nourish it, making it completely his private property?

Not only would this eliminate hidden dangers, but it would also allow for more thorough control over the myriad souls within the banner!

"Specialization has its advantages; I really came to the right place!" Lu Ming smiled slightly.

However, the drawbacks of this method are equally obvious.

The process of nurturing the spirit consumes a great deal of vital blood, and frequent use may damage the Dao foundation.

Furthermore, because of the interconnectedness of mind and spirit, if the Magic Treasure is severely damaged, the owner will also suffer a backlash.

However, for Lu Ming, this was not an issue at all!

Unlike seizing another's Magic Treasure, which after refining is merely a change of user.

A treasure nurtured by oneself can only be bound to oneself; even if it is seized by others, they cannot use it.

Moreover, treasures nurtured by this method can be regarded as a part of oneself, and can share the effect of the 'golden book' in transferring backlash.

Isn't this just perfect for him?

He feared everything but backlash.

"And perhaps I can even develop a set of offensive techniques!" Lu Ming suddenly conceived an idea.

First, nurture the Magic Treasure with blood, then in the face of a thorny crisis, directly self-destruct the Magic Treasure!

Not only can it physically inflict heavy damage on the opponent, but it can also unleash a magical attack through backlash transfer!

He had almost read through all the Daoist scriptures and classics of the Southern Wilderness Region's four major Golden Core forces, naturally gaining knowledge of some common sense regarding the Golden Core Realm.

Magic Treasures, to a certain extent, provided even greater enhancement to Golden Core Cultivators than Spells and Divine Abilities.

Sometimes, the power of a self-destructing Magic Treasure could rival the full-strength strike of a Golden Core Immortal Master.

However, Magic Treasures already possess nascent sentience, so forcing them to self-destruct would meet with a certain degree of resistance.

Of course, you could force it to self-destruct, but the situation on the battlefield changes in an instant.

Perhaps such a delay would cause one to miss the best opportunity.

But a Magic Treasure refined by the Blood Nurturing Soul Merging Artifact Sacrificial Method is like an extension of one's arm, striking wherever commanded! If you tell it to explode, it must explode!

It's just that ordinary people can't bear such a price, but Lu Ming doesn't care.