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Chapter 210: Refining the Soil Spirit Pearl
Looking at the middle-aged beautiful woman whose life force was slowly fading, Lu Qing showed no expression on his face.
From the moment he first saw her information, he had never intended to let her go.
The reason he hadn’t killed her immediately was simply because she still had some value.
Even the poison he’d given her was real—crafted from a deadly concoction he’d taken from a killer of Qi Sha Lou. It was exceptionally vile. If she failed to take the antidote within the time limit, she would indeed die in agony, her insides torn apart.
But since she had led him to the hidden chambers, Lu Qing decided to grant her a merciful end—no pain, no suffering.
After confirming with his Abilities that she was truly dead, he finally stepped out of the Secret Chamber and left Zheng Fu.
Yet before departing, he had one final act to perform.
“Fire! Fire’s spreading!”
A quarter of an hour later, standing atop the high tower, Lu Qing watched as chaos erupted within Zheng Fu.
Flames roared into the sky from multiple points—fierce and uncontrollable.
The inferno had started in the storerooms he’d ransacked, the courtyard where Zheng Lao Tai Po had lived, and two other empty, uninhabited courtyards.
This was no accident.
Lu Qing had set the fires deliberately—to cover his tracks.
By the time the flames died down, those buildings would be reduced to rubble.
What had been burned, what had been stolen—no one would ever know.
He lingered atop the tower for a moment, watching the fire rage. Once he was certain it would burn for a long time, he left, satisfied.
After all, the most valuable things were already in his possession.
Even if the entire Zheng residence burned to the ground, he wouldn’t care.
Besides, the western part of the city was home to wealthy families. Each estate stood alone, separated by great distances.
Even with the fire spreading so fiercely, it wouldn’t reach the neighboring homes.
So he left Zhou Fu Cheng without a single worry.
As he exited the city, he caught sight of the Refined Elder and a large group of people returning from outside the walls.
Yet not a single one of them noticed him.
Watching their hurried, anxious expressions as they rushed toward Zheng Fu, Lu Qing felt a strange amusement stir in his chest.
He wondered what their faces would look like when they discovered the family’s treasure vault had been reduced to ash.
With a heart full of quiet satisfaction, he left the city behind and stepped into the forest.
Immediately, he activated the Earth Movement Talisman, summoning its speed-enhancing technique as he dashed toward Jiu Li Village.
Traveling in fits and starts, it took most of the day, but eventually, Lu Qing arrived safely at Jiu Li Village.
Yet he did not go home.
Instead, he slipped into the woods and made his way straight to the Jade Transformation Cave Chamber.
Everything remained unchanged.
Lu Qing sat upon the jade bed in the Hidden Room, then reached into his Qiankun Yiqi Dai and withdrew the Soil Spirit Pearl.
He had bypassed his home for this very reason—the pearl was far too valuable to risk.
Even in the cultivation era, the Soil Spirit Pearl was considered a supreme treasure, its worth on par with the most powerful high-tier Spirit Artifacts.
This was no ordinary relic.
Born from the primordial essence of earth, it contained the purest essence of the earth element—capable of countless miraculous effects.
Once refined, a cultivator would gain benefits beyond imagination.
“Among them,” Lu Qing’s eyes gleamed, “is the ability to further elevate my cultivation potential—something I thought had already reached its peak.”
According to the records of Li Hua Zong Chuan Cheng, the Five Primordial Spirit Pearls each possessed extraordinary powers.
If one could refine even a single one into their own, the spirit pearl’s power could purify the body and elevate the cultivator’s innate talent.
Lu Qing had already consumed Dipulse Spiritual Fluid, pushing his innate talent to its absolute limit.
Without finding something even more miraculous than the fluid, further improvement was nearly impossible.
But the Soil Spirit Pearl was precisely such a rare, transcendent treasure—far more potent than Dipulse Spiritual Fluid.
“The Zheng Lao Tai Po was weak in spirit soul power and lacked any inheritance. Despite possessing the pearl, she could not grasp its mysteries. She didn’t know how to refine it, so she merely stored it in the Secret Vault as a mere collection.”
“But I am different.”
“The Lihuo Sect, a sect renowned for both alchemy and artifact crafting, carries many ancestral techniques for refining spiritual treasures. Among them are several divine refinement methods—techniques perfectly suited to my current cultivation level.”
After letting his thoughts settle, Lu Qing calmed his mind, cleared his spirit, and sat cross-legged.
He cradled the Soil Spirit Pearl in both hands, preparing to begin the refinement.
Fortunately, the jade bed—nurtured for countless years by the cave’s ancient formation energy—was strong enough to withstand the immense weight of the spirit pearl.
When his mind was utterly still, his Shen Hun Fu Lu trembled slightly.
From his brow cavity, a thread of spirit soul power emerged, gently wrapping around the Soil Spirit Pearl.
The moment it touched the surface, Lu Qing felt an overwhelming weight—immense, crushing, like gravity itself had tightened.
Earlier, when he’d taken the pearl, he’d relied on the power of his Qiankun Yiqi Dai. The sensation had been faint.
But now, with only his own spirit soul power, he truly felt the overwhelming might of this earth-element relic.
His spirit soul power, against the pearl, was like an ant climbing a mountain—utterly powerless, like a mayfly trying to shake a tree.
Yet he wasn’t attempting to move the pearl.
He was refining it.
With a flick of thought, he recalled the spirit refinement techniques from Li Hua Zong Chuan Cheng.
The thread of spirit soul power softened instantly, becoming as light as mist, as fluid as vapor.
It seeped gently into the depths of the Soil Spirit Pearl, seeking to imprint his soul within.
But the interior of a supreme earth relic was no easy place to penetrate.
This would be a test of patience and willpower—slow, meticulous, like grinding stone with water.
Fortunately, Lu Qing had both in abundance.
Time passed.
The Jade Transformation Cave Chamber, untouched by day or night, glowed with a soft, radiant white light along its walls.
Lu Qing remained motionless, seated on the jade bed.
Yet the faint pallor of his face betrayed the immense effort he was exerting.
How long?
No one could say.
Then—suddenly—his expression relaxed.
His eyes opened.
A faint smile touched his lips.
“Finally… successful.”
“Though only the initial refinement, at least I can now barely control this Soil Spirit Pearl.”
“Thankfully, the spiritual energy hasn’t yet revived. After enduring millennia of spiritual drought, the pearl’s essence has nearly vanished, its power greatly diminished. Otherwise, with my current cultivation, refining it would have been utterly impossible.”
“Now… let me feel it. Let me experience the legendary wonders of the Soil Spirit Pearl.”
With a mere thought, he activated the soul seal he had painstakingly etched into the pearl’s core.
The Soil Spirit Pearl instantly shrank, transforming into a beam of light that shot straight into his brow cavity.
(End of Chapter)
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