NOVPUBChapter 183
Above the furnace, spiritual energy began to gather, drawn into the furnace’s mouth. Threads of light shimmered, condensing into pure essence, further enhancing the furnace’s mystical aura.
Ning Changge continued, inscribing yet another formation.
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Ninety-Nine Spatial Formations!
Instantly, the interior of the furnace underwent a dramatic transformation. A space spanning a hundred square meters was created—far larger than the space within his Storage Ring!
It could hold an entire mountain!
At this point, Ning Changge sensed that the furnace was nearing its limit.
His gaze sharpened.
The final formation was inscribed.
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Ninety-Nine Ruyi Formations!
The ability to change size complemented the spatial formations perfectly.
Boom!
A faint rumble echoed across Tianzhu Peak, drawing the attention of Wudang’s disciples. Smiling knowingly, they glanced toward the Library Pavilion.
During Ning Changge’s absence, the lack of his occasional disturbances had felt strange. Now, barely back for a short while, he had already caused a commotion. They couldn’t help but chuckle—Little Martial Uncle was still the same.
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Ning Changge’s eyes shone with satisfaction.
With the ninety-nine Ruyi Formations inscribed, the furnace could now change size at will.
At its largest, it could expand to the size of a hundred-zhang mountain!
At its smallest, it could shrink to the size of a grain of dust!
This marked the absolute limit of the furnace’s material potential. To evolve it into a Treasure Artifact, a fortuitous opportunity would be required; otherwise, it would remain constrained by its current materials.
A faint spiritual essence began to emanate from the Mountain River Spirit Gathering Furnace, causing it to tremble slightly.
Gazing at the pitch-black furnace, Ning Changge chuckled with delight.
The Mountain River Spirit Gathering Furnace was complete!
With a wave of his hand, the furnace shrank to the size of a palm and landed in his right hand.
Studying the furnace, Ning Changge couldn’t help but feel a surge of pride.
The results of this reforging process had exceeded his expectations, surpassing even his initial vision.
“From now on, the Mountain River Spirit Gathering Furnace can unleash Samadhi True Fire, gather Seven Stars Spirit Energy, contain a hundred-zhang mountain, and change size at will!”
“Its versatility makes it a supreme spiritual artifact!”
Ning Changge examined its features.
“Replacing the ordinary spiritual fire with Samadhi True Fire significantly enhances its efficiency for alchemy and artifact refinement. The infusion of Seven Stars Spirit Energy improves the quality of spiritual pills, benefiting my Foundation Establishment cultivation.”
“The ninety-nine Seven Stars Spirit-Gathering Formations can condense ninety-nine drops of stellar spiritual liquid daily. This liquid is ten times more potent than the original, making it beneficial even for me. It’s also excellent for nurturing the spiritual herbs in the garden.”
“Additionally, the furnace’s internal space can trap enemies, store items, and aid in physical cultivation. Its ability to transform into a hundred-zhang mountain grants it immense destructive power!” 𝔫𝖔𝔳𝖕𝖚𝔟.𝔠𝔬𝖒
Having thoroughly understood its capabilities, Ning Changge nodded in satisfaction.
The Mountain River Spirit Gathering Furnace was now a true artifact of the Dao, a tool that would support him until he achieved the Golden Core Stage and possibly beyond.
“Marvelous!”
With a flick of his finger, Ning Changge stored the furnace within his dantian. Threads of five-colored light from the Five Elements Spiritual Tree began to nourish it—something that hadn’t been possible before.
“When the spiritual herbs in the garden fully mature, combined with the two relics I’ve acquired, I should be able to refine a top-grade spiritual pill to help me break through to the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment.”
Ning Changge’s eyes gleamed with anticipation.
The two relics—one from Shaolin and the other from the Golden Wheel Living Buddha—contained immense spiritual energy.
As for the spiritual herbs, thanks to Ji Xiaofu’s meticulous care, they were thriving.
With the added nourishment of the stellar spiritual liquid from the furnace, the herbs would mature within three months, surpassing the quality of the one Golden Spirit had originally offered him.
Ning Changge wasn’t in a hurry.
He spent his days leisurely reading scriptures and meditating on the Dao.
Being in Wudang, there was no risk of the herbs being stolen. He could take his time refining the perfect pill, ensuring the maximum potency of the relics and herbs.
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In addition to alchemy, Ning Changge focused on refining his skills in the Four Dao Paths: artifact refinement, alchemy, talisman crafting, and formation mastery.
Having entered the Foundation Establishment Stage, he had only just stepped onto the path of the Immortal Dao. The journey to the Golden Core Stage was crucial, requiring him to continually strengthen his foundation and create an unparalleled Golden Core method.
While he had some initial ideas, much work remained.
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Time flowed steadily.
The year turned, and Ning Changge celebrated his eleventh birthday.
Though he was only eleven, his appearance resembled that of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old youth.
By now, Zhang Sanfeng’s centenary celebration was only a month away.
The Wudang Sect buzzed with activity. Every disciple understood the significance of this event.
If the celebration was a success, showcasing Wudang’s strength to the Jianghu’s factions and Land Immortals, the sect’s status would be solidified. From then on, Wudang could continue building its foundation without fear of challenge.
Song Yuanqiao and the others occasionally felt waves of anxiety.
Only Ning Changge remained calm.
It wasn’t that he didn’t care—he simply had absolute confidence.
During this time, he pondered what gift to prepare for his master’s birthday. He had some ideas but hadn’t finalized them yet.
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As he deliberated, Ning Changge’s gaze shifted, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
His vision pierced through the Library Pavilion, focusing on the training grounds.
Roar!!
A deafening roar echoed across the grounds, startling the Wudang disciples. Before them stood a massive golden monkey, nearly four zhang tall, just shy of achieving the Four-Zhang True Form.
It was Golden Spirit.
However, something was clearly wrong.
