It's done!
A palace-type magical artifact of the Xuanxian level!
The most time-consuming part of Ye Feng's recognition process was that last little bit.
Even if you move the chair to the cultivation space, establish a bond with it, and then return, the bond-establishment progress will revert to the same level...
Fortunately, it was only a little over ten days for him to get there.
However, while the magical artifact was powerful, it also placed a heavy burden on Ye Feng's spiritual sense, making it virtually impossible to control it with perfect precision.
Fortunately, the temple is imbued with spirit and operates autonomously, thus reducing his burden...
Ye Feng looked ahead and suddenly froze.
Where are they?
Qianqian's eyes widened, she looked around, and then spread her hands.
"It was just here a moment ago..."
"I... Temple Spirit!"
Ye Feng placed his hands on the back of the chair and shouted.
......
No?
How is this possible? They were just here a moment ago!
Now that I'm the master of the temple, how could I not find the temple spirit?
Suddenly, Ye Feng turned his gaze to "Qianqian" in front of him.
The way they're searching left, right, up, and down doesn't seem right at all.
"Where...where did you take my Qianqian?"
"Huh? Aren't I Qianqian...Master?"
Ye Feng's anger instantly dissipated upon seeing that innocent expression.
In particular, their relationship has remained almost unchanged...
But how could such a large, living person just disappear like that?
Souls can't just wander outside; if they do, they'll sink into the Netherworld... and eventually end up being taken to the Evil Tree.
Qianqian's clothes were white and green, while Da Qianqian always wore pure white.
Qianqian looks exactly the same now, but he just feels something is off.
"Qianqian, I order you, tell me what happened! What just happened?"
The binding force emanating from the soul instantly descended upon the spirit body.
This was the first time Ye Feng had ever used a soul imprint to control her.
Qianqian's expression changed, and she pursed her lips as she looked at Ye Feng.
"I...."
Just as she was about to confess, a spiritual light suddenly began to emanate from her body.
Outside, ominous clouds loomed, and thunder rumbled.
"We...we were originally...one unified spirit. For the Thousand Illusions Sword...to become a true...immortal artifact, it must split its soul and merge into one..."
Qianqian's voice came intermittently amidst the thunder, and she once again transformed into a sword and flew away.
Even becoming a celestial artifact requires undergoing tribulations...
If the souls cannot merge, it cannot become a celestial artifact...
If one soul is divided into two, then after the previous encounters, Ye Feng's mark of recognition must have already been distributed between the two of them.
However, Da Qianqian is still attached to the temple as a spirit, and given her previous cultivation level, I cannot sense her...
Ye Feng let out a long breath.
They could only helplessly accept this fait accompli.
How could someone who was originally a powerful Xuanxian cultivator refuse to become their own artifact spirit?
The problem is that Qianqian's consciousness was originally based on her own perception, but now she suddenly has self-awareness and is no different from a real person... It's probably impossible to treat her the same way as before.
Even with the immortal artifact undergoing its tribulation, Ye Feng couldn't help, so he turned his attention to the system panel.
Half a month has passed, and the trading points for various urban construction materials and goods from the four regions have risen to 80,000.
It's time to push things a little further...
———
In the central continent, most of the advanced cultivators have already gathered along the coast.
Countless sea beast materials were transported inland by the Penglai Merchant Guild in an incredible way.
The selling price increased by less than 10%.
Even sects with cultivators stationed there often prefer to buy items directly from the Penglai Chamber of Commerce.
A city that would have otherwise caused an economic downturn on the mainland has instead become a vibrant and thriving place.
The great immortals, witnessing the lively scene before them, couldn't help but feel deeply moved.
Zhang Mingzhi: "I never imagined that Fellow Daoist Ye would possess such miraculous teleportation techniques. Transferring things is almost effortless."
Jian Wenlin: "This teleportation technique leaves no trace whatsoever, not even a slight spatial fluctuation... I wonder if any of you fellow cultivators can discern the truth?"
Everyone shook their heads.
This teleportation was granted by the system; even Ye Feng himself didn't understand it, so how could they possibly see through it?
With a wave of his hand, the wind and snow
"Alright, Ye Feng might be busy for now and hasn't replied yet, so let's all eight of us go together. The number of evil beasts is gradually increasing, so we need to find out where the evil mist is located first."
Although half a month had passed, the construction of the city wall had only just begun, laying a basic foundation.
If we fail to understand the enemy's situation and are invaded on a large scale by evil beasts, things will become very bad.
Other immortals were exploring the edge of the sea.
However, venturing deeper into the Chaotic Star Sea and venturing to the border regions would require the intervention of these Great Immortal Venerables.
The teleportation arrays leading to several border regions have stopped functioning; the only way to check them out is to traverse the Chaotic Star Sea...
Reaching the Immortal Venerable realm grants one the power of laws, ensuring they will not lose their way even in the chaotic Star Sea.
However, if one acts alone and encounters several members of the evil cult, the consequences could be unpredictable.
Moreover, with eight people together and nine tokens, they can maintain some control over the formation in the Chaotic Star Sea, preventing accidental teleportation and entry into the black mist...
Everyone nodded, and following Ling Fengxue, they flew towards the Star Sea Barrier.
Just then, lightning suddenly surged in the sky.
Everyone was shocked.
It's a tribulation of a scattered immortal!
The current situation raises the fear that Wugensheng might undergo his tribulation prematurely...
Once everyone could clearly see the extent of the tribulation clouds, they breathed a sigh of relief.
"Six layers of tribulation clouds, above the sky... there lies the Xuan Ying Divine Palace!"
"Excellent! Excellent! Reaching the sixth level of Loose Immortal so quickly, Fellow Daoist Ye is indeed a favorite of the world!"
Liu Tiejun looked at the sky and said "good" three times in a row.
Previously, everyone was very curious about the secrets surrounding Ye Feng.
But now, everyone even takes it for granted...
"It seems there's also a magical artifact for overcoming tribulation..."
"Could it be that Fellow Daoist Ye has already taken control of the Xuan Ying Divine Palace?"
This calamity is still high in the heavens, and aside from those at the Integration stage and above,
Aside from the dark clouds and thunder, no one else could sense anything else.
However, the several powerful immortals were quite familiar with the location; it was the very spot where the tribulation had taken place—the same place where the strange beast had appeared last time…
However, the Xuan Ying Divine Palace only opens once every two hundred years, and at this time, besides Ye Feng, they couldn't think of anyone else to undergo tribulation.
But how could the Xuan Ying Divine Palace be so powerful that a mere rogue immortal could simply claim it as their master?
The immortal artifacts of the various immortal sects were all passed down through the desperate efforts of their predecessors in the upper realms. Even they couldn't recognize a master for them; the artifacts simply operated on their own according to their master's commands.
Even if the Xuan Ying Temple has no master, it would probably take thousands of years to forcibly establish a master.
As everyone knows, a rogue immortal only has a thousand-year lifespan, and even if they continuously consume energy by recognizing a master during this thousand-year period...
When the time comes, if one's comprehension of the laws is insufficient, then perhaps only death under the heavenly tribulation will remain.
But now... no one knows what to speculate.
The Nine-Nine Thunder Tribulation passed quickly, and everyone composed themselves, ready to set off again, only to see the tribulation clouds gathering in the sky once more!
Could this be a double ordeal?
———
Eastern Region, Level 6 Sect, Copper Skin Sect
A young man in blue robes sat cross-legged in a cave filled with the aura of Daoism; his cultivation had reached the Mahayana stage.
A sixth-level sect naturally doesn't have a patriarch at the Mahayana stage... This person is Wugensheng!
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