: Yuan Dasheng Reborn!

2025-01-14 Author: Gu Zhenren

: Yuan Dasheng Reborn!

Lava Immortal Palace.

As Ning Zhuo's soul returned to his body, the wooden puppet body he inhabited clattered and scattered into pieces on the ground.

But when Ning Zhuo quickly returned, the puppet pieces rapidly reassembled on the floor, swiftly standing up again.

Simultaneously, the teleportation ring spat out Yuan Dasheng's corpse.

Seeing this, the Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit felt its vision darken.

The situation it dreaded most had happened!

For a moment, it widened its dragon eyes, glaring furiously at Ning Zhuo, its nostrils flaring with each breath spewing sparks.

But Ning Zhuo felt nothing.

The Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit's breathing grew increasingly heavy; it threw its head back and roared skyward!

The roar shook the surroundings, causing the entire Immortal Palace to tremble.

The sound waves rapidly spilled out, stirring the lava atop the Fire Persimmon Mountain into splashes and clearing a large patch of misty clouds.

City Lord Meng Kui abruptly opened his eyes, immediately halting his cultivation: "Again?"

Inside the main hall of the Lava Immortal Palace.

The agitated Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit darted chaotically mid-air, continuously spewing pillars of fire that scorched everything around, as if gone mad.

The Lava Immortal Palace grew increasingly turbulent.

Bathed in the towering flames, Meng Kui's expression turned even grimmer.

Ning Zhuo remained completely unaware of all this.

The room he was in remained peaceful and tranquil.

After quickly examining Yuan Dasheng's corpse, he felt both surprise and disappointment.

The surprise was that his first attempt had successfully brought Yuan Dasheng's body into the Lava Immortal Palace. This was a brand-new experience for him.

The disappointment was that he had deliberately hidden storage pouches both above and inside Yuan Dasheng's body. Yet, neither pouch had been teleported in.

"Throughout the entry process, I maintained awareness of my Buddha Heart Demon Seal."

"Sigh, if only I could bring in large amounts of materials."

"Accessing resources within the Lava Immortal Palace almost always consumes the limited spirit stones."

With ample supplies, Ning Zhuo was confident he could fortify the first three challenges impregnably!

Collecting his thoughts, Ning Zhuo began pondering what to do next.

He had successfully brought in the monkey's corpse, but how should he deliver it to the Immortal Palace?

He didn't know the procedure for this step; he severely lacked information.

This information should have been promptly provided by the Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit, but currently, it was gritting its teeth, frantically darting around the main hall.

Chasing behind it was a fiery whip.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

The whip relentlessly lashed the Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit, even as it swerved around pillars at high speed.

Atop Fire Persimmon Mountain.

Meng Kui mustered his full strength, wildly driving his spells, conjuring a giant hand to press down on the Lava Immortal Palace.

However, beams of treasure light radiating from the palace quickly pierced through the giant hand.

Meng Kui sighed helplessly and had to activate the Fire Persimmon Immortal City's grand formation. Utilizing the formation's power, he finally stabilized the situation.

"What madness has seized the Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit?!"

This time, the scale of the Lava Immortal Palace's turmoil was unprecedented.

Consequently, the pressure on Meng Kui was immense.

From the dragon roars echoing outside the palace, he could even detect intense resentment, fury, exasperation, and... well, sounds of pained wails.

Initially, there was only one whip lashing the Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit. But as it continued to resist and neglect its duties, more and more fiery whips materialized.

Five or six whips chased the Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit, whipping it mercilessly!

The spirit's entire form grew dim and translucent under the onslaught. Unable to endure further, it finally spoke up, conveying the crucial information.

Back in his room, Ning Zhuo was about to attempt some tests. Upon receiving the information, he frowned slightly: "The Lava Immortal Palace seems quite damaged. Such important information should have been relayed immediately."

Without hesitation, Ning Zhuo proceeded as instructed, dragging Yuan Dasheng's corpse to the room's doorway.

His small puppet body struggled significantly to move the large corpse, taking considerable time.

Once Yuan Dasheng's body was placed before the door, a teleportation ring immediately appeared and swallowed it.

The Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit curled into a ball, hiding in a corner, enduring the ongoing lashes from the whips.

The expression on its dragon head, besides pain, held a kind of utter despair.

It knew Ning Zhuo had made the most appropriate choice!

Even if Ning Zhuo delivered a Golden Core stage corpse, creating a spiritual essence automaton from it, Ning Zhuo wouldn't be able to control it.

But Yuan Dasheng wasn't at the Golden Core stage; it was at Qi Refining level 3 and Essence Refining level 9. An automaton crafted from such material would be right at the edge of Ning Zhuo's control limit.

More crucially was the immortal资质 (xiān zī) – the immortal-quality potential!

Raw materials possessing immortal资质 were extremely rare and of immense value!

Within the Lava Immortal Palace, there were four tiers of furnaces: Bronze, Iron, Silver, and Gold.

To refine immortal-quality materials, the Gold Furnace must be used.

Once used for immortal materials, even a Gold Furnace could only be used once!

Since the Lava Immortal Palace's establishment, there were at most eight Gold Furnaces. Now, only four remained.

Now, to refine Yuan Dasheng, another one had to be used.

The Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit absolutely did not want to see this happen, but reality was brutally cruel!

It had no choice but to comply, manipulating the entire palace to place Yuan Dasheng's corpse into a Gold Furnace.

The Gold Furnace began its work.

A massive amount of spiritual energy was consumed, and a majestic beam of treasure light shot forth from the furnace.

The light was blindingly brilliant, piercing the clouds like a colossal pillar.

"What's happening now?" Meng Kui was stunned, quickly using the formation to swirl the mist, striving to conceal the towering pillar of light.

"If only I could enter the palace myself..." Meng Kui gritted his teeth silently, but could only sigh.

His proficiency in machinery/mechanisms was very low. More accurately, by Nascent Soul cultivator standards, it was exceedingly low.

Therefore, he hadn't been selected; he couldn't enter the Lava Immortal Palace.

In this aspect, he was even inferior to some Golden Core and Foundation Building cultivators who entered later after the palace's standards had lowered.

Two of his Golden Core subordinates were also like him, not chosen by the palace.

Some of his Foundation Building subordinates had been selected and could enter the palace in person. But their overall advantage wasn't significant; they couldn't outpace the Zhou and Zheng families.

Precisely because of this, after the Immortal Palace emerged, Meng Kui took personal charge, stationing himself atop the mountain. Using the investigation as a pretext, he blockaded the entire palace, temporarily preventing all cultivators from entering physically.

The Zhou and Zheng families had raised objections, but Meng Kui forcefully rejected them. After all, the City Lord's Manor hadn't sent any cultivators to physically break into the palace either.

City Lord Meng Kui represented the Southern Bean Dynasty. Using the investigation of demonic cultivators as an excuse, the other two families truly had no recourse. They could only monitor the palace, preventing the City Lord's Manor from secretly sending people in.

"My greatest hope still lies with Chong'er."

Meng Kui had immense confidence in Meng Chong.

Especially recently, Meng Chong successfully broke through, applying the 'Galloping Thunderbolt' technique to another level, making huge progress.

"Chong'er possesses supreme natural talent and strong fortune. Any pressure can make him stronger. Under fair competition, who could possibly suppress him?"

The pillar-like treasure light gradually dissipated, and the Lava Immortal Palace calmed down once more.

Meng Kui snorted coldly with satisfaction.

Meanwhile.

A teleportation ring appeared before Ning Zhuo again.

From the ring, a mechanical monkey slowly descended.

"It's finished already?"

Ning Zhuo felt pleasantly surprised and stepped forward to inspect it.

As if hearing footsteps, the mechanical monkey opened its eyes and slowly raised its head.

It looked at Ning Zhuo, its pupils glowing with a bloody light, exuding an imposing aura.

Ning Zhuo slowed his pace.

In this moment, Yuan Dasheng was reborn!

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