Immortal Bone Corpse Refining! Getting a Legendary Skin for My Best Buddy

Lin Yuan's consciousness was immersed in the bizarre Secret Technique titled "Ten Thousand Corpses Return to One."

The core of this Secret Technique was not as simple as replacing bones.

It was a type of Evil Path artifact technique that used corpses as Materials to profane life and death.

It used a corpse puppet as the main body, then treated other corpse refining Materials with specific properties as auxiliary Materials, forcibly smelting them in using Artifact Refining methods.

This was both Refined Corpse and Artifact Refining.

Its requirements for Artifact Refining techniques were also extremely stringent.

Artifact Refining and Alchemy shared the same origin and were also divided into nine grades; Ninth-Grade refined Low Grade Magical Artifacts, Eighth-Grade refined Medium Grade, Seventh-Grade refined High Grade, and so on.

The minimum threshold to perform this "Ten Thousand Corpses Return to One" was to possess the attainments of a Sixth-Grade Artifact Refiner.

Lin Yuan studied the detailed explanation of Artifact Refining included in the Jade Slip, a flash of realization crossing his eyes.

Half a day later, he opened his eyes, which were clear and bright.

Deep in his eyes, the small golden characters that only he could see quietly refreshed.

【Cultivation: Foundation Establishment Early Stage: 0 / 10000 (addable points)】

【Fourth-Grade Alchemist: 0 / 600 (addable points); Ninth-Grade Artifact Refiner: 0 / 100 (addable points)】

【Fourth-Level Fire Control Art: 0 / 400; Illusion Transformation Art (Perfection)】

【Available attribute points: 1330】

【Special attribute points: 1】

His consciousness landed precisely on the text "Ninth-Grade Artifact Refiner."

His thoughts shifted slightly.

The small golden characters in his eyes instantly blurred, then reorganized.

Once. Twice. Three times. Six hundred attribute points disappeared.

Boom!

A torrent of knowledge that could not be described in words, like a breached celestial river, fiercely surged into his Sea of Consciousness!

That was not a simple infusion of memories, but rather transformed into the most primal instinct!

It was muscle memory forged a thousand times, spiritual insights tempered by ten thousand fires. In the span of a single breath, he seemed to have experienced decades of a dull yet fervent Artifact Refining career, his fingertips seemingly still retaining the touch of scorching metal, and the scent of various spirit minerals melting lingering at the tip of his nose.

The properties of various spirit minerals, the temperature of the Earth Core Nether Fire, the engraving of runes, the frustration of failing thousands of times, the ecstasy of a moment of success... everything turned into the deepest brand, merging into his Soul.

He stretched out his hand; his fingers were slender and his knuckles distinct, yet at this moment, he felt as if he could sense the texture of every grain of sand in the stone chamber walls.

"Sixth-Grade Artifact Refiner!" Lin Yuan whispered, suddenly opening his mouth.

A wisp of deep blue flame was spat out, landing precisely in the center of the stone chamber, transforming into a joyfully dancing fire lotus.

The corpse nourishing bag at his waist shook, and a dense, impenetrable corpse Qi began to diffuse.

The ghost appeared beside the flame, its body stiff, eyes hollow, emitting a nauseating corpse stench.

The Earth Core Nether Fire surged violently, like a giant blue mouth, instantly swallowing the ghost.

"Sizzle—"

The corpse Qi on the ghost's body churned violently, yet it was not burned away. Instead, under Lin Yuan's miraculous Fire Control Technique, this filthy corpse Qi was like an iron billet being repeatedly forged; the Impurities were burned away, and a trace of pure silver-gray luster actually emerged from the black Qi.

Lin Yuan gave a low shout: "Refine!"

The immortals remains stored in the Storage Pouch flew out in response, turning into streaks of light and plunging into the flame.

The glistening white bones, as if carved from gemstones, began to slowly fuse with the ghost the moment they touched it. The ordinary bones within the ghost's body, under the domineering aura of the immortal bones, actually emitted unbearable "crack" sounds, breaking inch by inch and being burned into fly ash by the Earth Core Nether Fire!

And that liquefied immortal bone essence, like silver magma, followed the meridians to recast a brand-new skeleton that exuded a faint divine charm!

Meanwhile, at the top of Hundred Herbs Peak, inside an exquisite pavilion, incense curled in the boudoir.

Mu Wanqing poured a cup of spirit tea for the woman in front of her; the tea was clear, and mist ascended.

"Sister, now that you've reached my place, stop hiding your appearance; it looks quite awkward." Mu Wanqing spoke softly, her tone carrying a hint of affectionate complaint.

"If you didn't say anything, I would have almost gotten used to this face."

Qing Tan pinched a spell seal, a flash of spiritual light shone on her body, and that cold, beautiful face began to distort and change.

A moment later, a stunning face identical to Mu Wanqing's slowly appeared.

If there was one difference, it was that Qing Tan's gaze was as cold as the moon, keeping people at a distance, while Mu Wanqing's eyes, as they turned, carried the shrewdness of a merchant and the gentleness of a woman.

"Sister, did you get the yang returning lotus seed?" Mu Wanqing's breathing was slightly rapid, her face full of irrepressible excitement.

Qing Tan took a Jade Bottle out of her Storage Pouch and gently pushed it over.

"Are you sure that person can successfully refine it?" Her voice carried a trace of worry. "This is our last hope. If it fails…"

Mu Wanqing grasped the Jade Bottle and nodded heavily. "That person has a special method for Alchemy that can raise the success rate to an unimaginable level. These yang returning lotus seeds were not easy to obtain, and they concern the Dao path of us sisters; without absolute certainty, I would never act rashly."

Qing Tan let out a long sigh, her eyes dimming. "If this matter does not succeed, us sisters will likely be trapped in this Realm forever."

Mu Wanqing's eyes turned slightly red. "Back then, it was I who implicated you, Sister."

"Silly girl." Qing Tan reached out and held her hand. "We are sisters with twin Souls, our thoughts connected. I was able to enter Core Formation first because I borrowed your insights. Everything has two sides. Besides, that matter was not entirely your fault."

She changed the subject, her gaze becoming grave. "If the soul nurturing pill can be refined, you must pay more attention to that Alchemist. Being able to refine this pill means they are at least a Sixth-Grade Alchemist, or even… a Fifth-Grade! Father has been trapped in the Core Formation Middle Stage for many years; if we can get the help of a Fifth-Grade Alchemist, perhaps there is hope of entering the Late Stage."

"Even if you didn't say it, I would have paid attention. Don't worry!" Mu Wanqing nodded solemnly.

Qing Tan stood up, a look of worry coloring her brows. "I must hurry back. Yue Qingyao of the Misty Immortal Sect has actually entered the Nascent Soul Stage. Now, the morale of the Immortal Sect is soaring, and they are frantically suppressing our Yin Corpse Sect. The Medicinal Pills and Magical Artifacts of the Pill Treasure Pavilion are becoming increasingly insufficient…"

At this moment, in Lin Yuan's stone chamber, the Earth Core Nether Fire was slowly extinguishing.

The flames dissipated, and a brand-new figure stood silently in place.

It was still the appearance of the ghost, but the corpse Qi on its body had been completely internalized, and even that dense corpse stench had disappeared without a trace. On its skin, a faint layer of silver metallic luster flickered.

Having fused with the immortals remains, he had undergone a complete transformation.

From a Bronze Armored Corpse, it had leaped to become a Silver Armored Corpse!

A Silver Armored Corpse had a corpse body harder than refined iron, internalized corpse Qi, and infinite strength; its strength was already comparable to a Cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Early Stage.

"What a pity." Lin Yuan's gaze swept over the ghost, a trace of regret flashing in his heart. "The ghost's own corpse Qi was still too weak. If the corpse Qi had been sufficiently vast, fusing with the immortals remains might have allowed it to reach the goal in one step and directly advance to a Golden Armored Corpse!"

"However, even so, it is enough to use." Lin Yuan's mouth curled up; with a thought, he issued an order to the ghost. "Ghost, face that wall, use fifty percent of your strength, and throw a punch."

A flash of red light flickered in the ghost's hollow eye sockets; it turned suddenly and threw a punch that seemed casual!

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the hard stone wall was blasted into a half-meter-deep pit as if it were tofu, spiderweb-like cracks spread in all directions, and the entire Immortal Cave shook slightly!

A Silver Armored Corpse, in terms of defense alone, was no weaker than a supreme grade defensive Magical Artifact. Coupled with speed comparable to a phantom and terrifying strength, it feared not death; as long as it didn't encounter a Cultivator with lightning techniques that specifically countered ghosts, it was absolutely a nightmare for Cultivators of the same rank.

"Now that I have entered Foundation Establishment, if I want to improve my Cultivation, it is best to take spirit gathering pills."

"It is time to go find Mu Wanqing."

In his mind, a clear plan emerged.

Help her refine the soul nurturing pill, use this to exchange for the Pill Formula for the spirit gathering pill, and by the way, get a decent protective Formation for my new Immortal Cave.

Thinking of this, Lin Yuan took out a sound transmission talisman, placed it by his mouth, and chanted words; then, with a flick of his hand, the sound transmission talisman turned into a streak of spiritual light and flew out.

He then pushed open the stone door of the practice room.

Outside the door, Han Shuang's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat; she was carefully polishing the walls of the Immortal Cave.

Many places were already taking shape; it could be seen that she was extremely attentive.