"What God Emperor lineage?"

Jiang Yuan was completely bewildered. What Dian Ling said was too illogical and beyond his comprehension.

"Strange, strange, there really is the aura of the Three Sovereigns! But how did you become a purple-robed disciple in the Tomb of the War Lord? Could it be that the order of the Tomb of the War Lord is also beginning to collapse?" The spirit of the palace frowned and muttered to himself.

"The Three Sovereigns!" Jiang Yuan finally understood. He activated the Three Sovereigns genes within his body, and ancient, desolate power began to brew within him.

You mean this?

When the Three Emperors' genes were fully unleashed, the entire Refining Pavilion was plunged into a peculiar environment.

The floor of the weapon-refining pavilion trembled, as if a treasure, unable to contain itself, was about to be born.

"Stop, stop, stop!" the spirit of the palace quickly shouted.

"This!" Jiang Yuan pointed to the ground, at a loss for words. Just as he was activating the Three Emperors' genes, he actually felt a summons in the underground of the Weapon Refining Pavilion.

"It's nothing, it's nothing. I'll pack your things away for you. Let's hurry to the Spirit Pill Hall. It's the most valuable hall besides the three main halls. It would be a shame to miss it!" With a wave of his hand, the hall spirit caused a gust of wind to sweep through the huge storage room, directly bringing all the refining materials to Jiang Yuan's front.

"Is your storage ring big enough? Do you want me to give you a few?"

Seeing that Jiang Yuan had not yet opened the spatial passage, the spirit of the palace was very considerate, helping to collect materials and asking if the storage ring was big enough.

"You!" Jiang Yuan was both amused and exasperated. Dian Ling's actions clearly indicated that she didn't want him to stay, but this only aroused his curiosity.

The fact that the Hall Spirit Association took such action proves that there is indeed something 'unspeakable' hidden beneath the Weapon Refining Pavilion.

"Kid, you'd better hurry up, or someone else will beat you to the Spirit Pill Hall, and the loss will be at least several hundred million!" The Hall Spirit was still trying to scare Jiang Yuan away with alarmist talk.

"Okay, okay, I'll go!"

Jiang Yuan opened the passage of his personal space, and hundreds of cubic meters of refining materials disappeared in the blink of an eye, even startling Yu Tu.

"Goodness, how big must this guy's storage ring be!" Yu Tu knew how rare large storage rings were; even she only had one storage ring with a volume of a few dozen cubic meters.

"I didn't expect this guy to be so good at storing things, and this storage ring can hold just as much! It's true that like owner, like ring!"

She had already experienced this firsthand; the white-eyed bear cub was the best example, just like its owner, both being heartless and carefree.

Just as countless treasures were about to be completely collected, Jiang Yuan made a move. He waved his hand to close the passage of his personal space, but because the movement was 'too violent,' his palm directly cut into a sharp metal block, resulting in a wound four or five centimeters long. Instantly, blood spurted out and fell to the ground.

Yu Tu was puzzled by this, having witnessed Jiang Yuan's physical body before, and it was no exaggeration to say that it was invulnerable to swords and spears. How could such a large gash be cut by a piece of low-grade metal? But since she already had the intention to curry favor, she decisively stepped forward to inquire about his well-being.

"How could you be so careless? Hurry up, let me treat your wound!" Yu Tu said with concern, and was about to apply the medicine powder.

The spirit of the palace couldn't help but twitch at the sight. This guy did it on purpose! Definitely on purpose!

"Oh dear, I'm so sorry, I didn't expect the metal to be so sharp!" Jiang Yuan said calmly, while Yu Tu was applying medicine powder to his wound.

The spirit of the temple was speechless. After seeing a pool of blood seeping into the ground, he could only sigh helplessly, "It seems that everything is the will of Heaven!"

Jiang Yuan frowned as he watched the blood seep into the ground without any reaction. After confirming that there was no movement, he said, "Aren't we going to the Spirit Pill Hall? Let's go now!"

"You silly boy, don't think I don't know what you've done!" Dian Ling didn't move, standing still and rolling her eyes at Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan shrugged innocently. The injury he had just sustained was intentional, and the blood that dripped down was a product of the Three Emperors' genes regenerating in a short period of time. In other words, the blood was a copy of the Three Emperors' genes.

Clearly, the purpose of doing this was simply to test whether the Nine Cauldrons truly existed underground!

But the result was obvious: his actions were meaningless.

"I'm the victim, you have to pay my medical expenses!" Jiang Yuan held up his wound with an expression that said, "It's none of my business."

"Yeah?"

The spirit of the palace revealed a half-smile, but the next second, the entire weapon-refining pavilion began to shake violently. The spirit of the palace seemed to have expected this, and just chuckled strangely, "Your medical expenses will be paid by someone soon!"

"What do you mean?" Jiang Yuan was a little surprised, but he didn't understand the meaning behind Dian Ling's words.

The spirit of the palace was silent for a while, then turned to look at the lustful rabbit, and said after a long pause, "Come with me, we can't stay here any longer!"

"Huh?" Yu Tu didn't understand what it meant either.

"Back then, the Lord of War borrowed the Nine Provinces Cauldron from the Divine Emperor's lineage in order to forge the Twelve Golden Men. The Divine Emperor's lineage also repeatedly asked the Lord of War for its return. However, at that time, the Battle of the Fallen Gods was on the verge of defeat. For the sake of the Nine Li Grand Plan, the Lord of War did not choose to return the Nine Provinces Cauldron. In the end, the Nine Provinces Cauldron shattered as the Battle of the Fallen Gods came to an end!"

After finishing speaking, Dian Ling stared at Jiang Yuan with great interest, paused for a moment, and then continued: "After the Nine Provinces Cauldron collapsed, it disappeared without a trace. Only a fragment and the spirit of the Nine Provinces Cauldron were preserved. And the preserved fragment and the spirit of the cauldron are buried under this Refining Pavilion!"

"So, I turned misfortune into a blessing in disguise!" Jiang Yuan's furrowed brows relaxed, it seemed that his risky move had been worthwhile.

"Hehe, it really is a blessing in disguise!" The spirit of the palace laughed gleefully. "You're lucky, kid. Why don't you wait here for the Nine Provinces Cauldron to be born, and I'll take this little celestial body to the ancestral temple to wait for you!"

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