Chapter 291: White Bone Devil Puppet
Chapter 291: White Bone Devil Puppet
Lu Chen focused his attention on the Thorn Bone, and soon became aware of its details.
"Thorn Bone, a third-grade spirit plant, cultivated using the essence of bones, can be used to refine high-level puppets or some exotic magic weapons of the White Bone Dao."
"Good quality. After this transplant, it wasn't cultivated much in Jianmen Town before. It's quite impressive to obtain such quality," Lu Chen guessed.
He suspected that the high-grade remains of the Six-Eyed Red Iron Scorpion and the Barbarian Armor Bull had played a significant role, otherwise, it would have been difficult to obtain such a well-developed third-grade Thorn Bone.
He carefully stored away the Thorn Bone and turned his attention to the white light group that had quietly appeared.
The light cluster flickered slightly, its surface adorned with countless bone shadows. Full of anticipation, Lu Chen gently touched the surface of the light cluster.
In an instant, the light cluster transformed into countless tiny specks of light that surged into his body.
A thought flashed through his mind.
"Harvesting the third-grade Thorn Bone, obtaining the fourth-grade treasure, the White Bone Devil Puppet."
A sphere the size of an infant's head appeared in Lu Chen's hand.
The sphere was uneven, emitting a forest-like white glow, as if it were condensed from countless tiny white bones.
Lu Chen focused his attention on the eerie white sphere and instantly learned its details.
"White Bone Devil Puppet, a fourth-grade treasure, extremely hard, comparable to a fourth-grade magic weapon. Under spiritual consciousness control, it can freely switch between multiple forms."
"When spiritual energy is exhausted, it needs to absorb the essence of high-grade cultivators' or demons' bones to replenish itself."
"A fourth-grade treasure that can freely switch between multiple forms?" Lu Chen exclaimed in delight as he gazed at the White Bone Devil Puppet in his hand. With a thought, the white bony sphere in his hand suddenly sprouted countless bone spurs.
The bone spurs were about a foot long, incredibly sharp, and resembled a porcupine.
Immediately after, the countless bone spurs softened, and the sphere rapidly elongated, forming a bone spear over five feet long.
Lu Chen held the long spear, which exuded a chilling aura, and pointed the spearhead at a distant boulder. With a thought, he commanded, "Shoot to kill! Divine Spear!"
In an instant, the bone spear elongated dramatically and pierced the boulder in the blink of an eye.
The boulder disintegrated instantly, and rocks of various sizes exploded in all directions, scattering across the ground.
"The effect is pretty good," Lu Chen said, narrowing his eyes.
Under his spiritual consciousness control, the white bony sphere continually shifted into various forms—bone swords, bone spears, and bone arrows filled the sky—keeping him entertained for a long time.
Time flew on the island. After an initial period of adjustment, Song Yu gradually grew accustomed to Lu Chen's every move.
He left only a message talisman for emergency communication, such as when sea beasts attacked the island or when evil cultivators or evil spirits intruded upon Kongming Island.
For the rest of the time, he used Song Yun as a messenger to report recent events on the island to Lu Chen.
In his free time, Lu Chen would offer guidance to Song Yun on his cultivation techniques and sword mantras. Having cultivated sword grass for an extended period and absorbed several sword intent experience packages, Lu Chen was now an expert in swordsmanship.
With just a few casual pointers from Lu Chen, Song Yun made significant progress in his swordsmanship.
Life went on, simple yet fulfilling.
In the boundless sea, there stood a seaside tower.
The tower rose to a height of over a hundred feet, and at its very top stood two cultivators with extraordinary bearing.
One was a sharp-featured woman, and the other was a youth with a lazy aura; both were in the early stages of the Foundation Establishment realm.
At that moment, the youth held a fishing rod over ten zhang long. The fishing line was made of an unknown material, and the slender line bore faint patterns that shimmered with a silver-white glow under the sunlight.
Suddenly, the fishing rod plunged downward.
The carp had an odd appearance, with an elongated body resembling that of a flood dragon. Its whiskers twitched incessantly as it struggled in the air.
"Brother Shi truly has impressive skills to hook such a rare two-grade dragon carp so effortlessly." The sharp-featured woman beside him glanced at the enormous carp and praised expressionlessly.
"Haha, Sister Zhou is too kind."
"It's worth the effort I put into refining this fishing rod, comparable to a magic artifact, and using a third-grade demon beast's meat as bait," he said, pleased with himself.
"Looks like it weighs over a thousand pounds." He felt the force transmitted from the fishing rod and laughed.
"Wait till I bring it back to the island, and we can taste this dragon carp together, Sister Zhou."
"Brother Shi, aren't you worried about the new inner sect disciple from Kongming Island while you're fishing here every day?" The sharp-featured woman asked nonchalantly.
"Oh? The new inner sect disciple from Tianjian Sect has already arrived? I've been here at the seaside tower for so long that I've lost touch with the news from there." The lazy youth exclaimed with a slight surprise, turning to the female cultivator.
"He arrived more than half a month ago."
"What's he like? Is he as arrogant and domineering as that Xue Manzi before?" The youth asked as he slowly reeled in the fishing line, which was inscribed with runes.
"They're like two extremes, with the sole similarity being their oddities."
"How so?"
"According to the news from Kongming Island, the new stationed cultivator is very young. As soon as he arrived on the island, he asked the Song family to find him a spirit herb field," the sharp-featured woman, who was well-informed, explained slowly.
"A spirit herb field? Could the new stationed cultivator be a spirit herbologist?" The lazy youth's eyes widened in surprise, and he smiled as he spoke.
"Most likely. For the past half month, he's been staying in the spirit herb field and rarely goes out. He even declined Island Master Song Yu's invitations multiple times," she replied.
"That's quite peculiar, but if he's a spirit herbologist, he's probably not skilled in combat and is just putting on a front." The youth hoisted the massive dragon carp onto the wooden boards at the top of the tower. Soon, two high-level Qi Refining cultivators rushed over and secured the dragon carp with rope-like magical artifacts.
Low-grade spirit herbs were manageable, as their cultivation methods were simple and they matured quickly. However, high-grade spirit herbs required cultivators to invest considerable time and energy, which could impact their regular cultivation.
Additionally, interacting with flora tended to mellow one's temperament.
Therefore, in the general perception of most cultivators, those who focused on spirit herbs were usually not adept at combat and had relatively mild personalities.
"Just a mere herb farmer."
The youth took out a piece of golden demon beast meat from his storage bag, hung it on the hook, and cast it into the turbulent waters with a swift motion.
Upon learning that Lu Chen was merely a spirit herbologist devoted to cultivating spirit herbs, the lazy youth's attitude changed significantly, and his regard for Lu Chen diminished by two notches.
"After all, he's a Foundation Establishment cultivator from Tianjian Sect. Don't underestimate him, Brother Shi," the sharp-featured woman said, forcing a slight smile, though she inwardly agreed with the lazy youth's assessment and held a similar indifferent view of Tianjian Sect's new stationed cultivator.
(End of Chapter)
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