Chapter 1448: Refining the External Body Manifestation

Five-Dragon Sea, Cyan Lotus Island.

From high in the sky, a deafening dragon's roar echoed, as a white flood dragon flew from the distant horizon and descended upon Cyan Lotus Island. The white flood dragon landed near Cyan Lotus Peak, and Wang Changsheng and others disembarked one after another.

“Qingjing, Haitang, you've worked hard this time. Rest assured and focus on your cultivation! Don't worry about anything else.” Wang Changsheng said with a hint of excitement. On their way back, Ye Haitang had presented a Sea Suppressing Token, which was suspected to be from the Spirit Realm.

The Sea Suppressing Token served as a storage magic treasure. They had hidden a batch of precious items within it, with the Profound Womb Pearl being the most valuable, suitable for refining an outer avatar. Other extremely rare items included a ten-thousand-year Ghost Yin Tree, Six Roots of Purity Bamboo, thousand-year Ironwood, Spirit-Repelling Soft Jade, Dragon Scale Fruits, and more.

If the Six Roots of Purity Bamboo, Dragon Scale Fruits, or Spirit-Repelling Soft Jade were to fall into external hands, they would undoubtedly cause a massive stir. The Six Roots of Purity Bamboo, in particular, was an excellent material for refining ultimate Buddhist treasures.

These items could significantly enhance the strength of Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan. With the Profound Womb Pearl, Wang Changsheng could finally begin refining his outer avatar.

Wang Qingjing and the other four agreed in unison before returning to their respective residences.

Upon returning to his dwelling, Wang Changsheng retrieved the Profound Womb Pearl, his eyes gleaming with fervor.

He calmed his excited emotions, put away the Profound Womb Pearl, and instead took out the Sea Suppressing Token, a peculiar expression on his face.

He had acquired the legacy of the Sea Suppressing Sect. However, the sect's own tokens were merely ordinary, incapable of storing items, let alone transforming into a defensive magic robe—a treasure-grade defensive magic robe at that.

Even in the South Sea, the region with the most abundant cultivation resources, Wang Changsheng had never seen anyone possess a treasure-grade magic robe. Such robes were not only prohibitively expensive but also extremely difficult to refine, making cultivators who owned them incredibly rare.

“Sea Suppressing! Could it be that the ancestors of the Sea Suppressing Sect established a new sect in the Spirit Realm?” Wang Changsheng made a bold conjecture. To his knowledge, the Ten Great Sects of the South Sea either had Spirit Transformation cultivators or possessed battle power or secret techniques comparable to the Spirit Transformation stage. According to the records in the Sea Suppressing Sect's scripture library, the Sea Suppressing Sect once had a Spirit Transformation cultivator. This cultivator only existed for a few centuries before their vital soul lamp suddenly extinguished during their travels. The Sea Suppressing Sect, unable to find their body, had no choice but to accept the fact, though they did not announce it to the outside world.

If the ancestors of the Sea Suppressing Sect had established a sect in the Spirit Realm, then why was the Sea Suppressing Sect destroyed?

Wang Changsheng speculated that the power of the realms might be too immense, preventing Spirit Realm cultivators from easily descending to the lower realm, or perhaps requiring them to use secret techniques with severe limitations to do so.

Regardless, the Sea Suppressing Token was a rare and exotic treasure. It was a pity it could only be used as a storage magic treasure—no, that wasn't entirely correct. It could also serve as a portable cultivation dwelling.

“The Spirit Realm! I truly want to know what kind of world it is.” Wang Changsheng murmured to himself, his face filled with yearning.

He took a deep breath, put away the Sea Suppressing Token, and with a flip of his hand, produced a palm-sized silver sieve.

According to Ye Haitang, this sieve was found inside a Nascent Soul stage alien's storage ring. However, despite extensive research, they hadn't uncovered its secrets. One thing was certain: the sieve could absorb divine sense, seemingly requiring a sufficient amount to be activated.

Wang Changsheng's divine sense far surpassed that of an average mid-Nascent Soul cultivator. He attempted to release his divine sense and attach it to the silver sieve.

The silver sieve suddenly illuminated with countless arcane runes, vaguely forming a mysterious magic array. This array generated a peculiar power that absorbed Wang Changsheng's divine sense.

After absorbing most of Wang Changsheng's divine sense, the silver magic array burst forth with dazzling silver light.

A fine layer of sweat beaded on Wang Changsheng's forehead. It had absorbed most of his divine sense with no reaction yet; it seemed he needed to continue. His divine sense had been absorbed, but it could slowly recover through meditation and recuperation, so there was no need to worry.

Ten breaths later, a mechanical whirring sound rang out. The silver sieve rapidly expanded in size, flew into mid-air, and began to spin rapidly.

Wang Changsheng narrowed his eyes, a look of delight appearing on his pale face.

Lifelike images appeared on the silver sieve's surface, depicting the artifact refining process. This sieve recorded the refinement methods for six different magic treasures.

Wang Changsheng couldn't identify the artifact refining materials shown in the images, only the refining procedures and the ultimate forms of the magic treasures.

“Was this fellow an artifact refiner?” Wang Changsheng muttered to himself. Given that the Profound Womb Pearl and two other artifact refining materials were found together in a jade box, his speculation seemed quite reasonable.

Wang Changsheng shook his head, retracting his divine sense. The silver sieve's spiritual light dimmed, it returned to its original size, and fell to the ground with dull clinks.

The silver sieve felt incredibly light when picked up, as insubstantial as a thin sheet of paper.

Wang Changsheng squeezed it with force, but the silver sieve remained completely undamaged.

Truly worthy of being a Spirit Realm treasure; it was indeed extraordinary.

From this, it could be inferred that the original owner of the Sea Suppressing Token was also a Nascent Soul cultivator. However, they were killed, their belongings stolen, and after changing hands multiple times, the items eventually ended up with Wang Changsheng.

He put away the silver sieve and took out the Profound Womb Pearl.

“An outer avatar, I hope to succeed this time.” Wang Changsheng took a deep breath, his eyes growing fervent.

Even with the Profound Womb Pearl in hand, he wasn't entirely confident. He had been in the Nascent Soul stage for a century and had never heard of any Nascent Soul cultivator possessing an outer avatar. After searching through all the records in the Sea Suppressing Sect's scripture library, it was evident that in tens of thousands of years, fewer than three Nascent Soul cultivators had managed to possess an outer avatar, clearly demonstrating the immense difficulty of refining one.

This also indirectly highlighted the preciousness of an outer avatar; if he could successfully refine one, it would undoubtedly be a tremendous asset.

He retrieved the other materials and began refining the outer avatar.

Wang Changsheng split off a wisp of his divine sense and sent a magic incantation into the Profound Womb Pearl. The pearl instantly radiated a soft blue light, drawing in the wisp of divine sense.

He continued to form hand seals, sending one incantation after another, causing the Profound Womb Pearl's spiritual light to intensify greatly.

In a quiet small courtyard with grey-tiled roofs, Ye Haitang was setting up a formation.

During her trip to the Flying Immortal Ruins, she had acquired a ten-thousand-year Ghost Yin Tree. Its wood could be used to arrange a formation that would aid her cultivation.

Her journey to the Central Plains Cultivation World had allowed her to uncover the true culprit behind Ye Yutong's murder. Now, she could safely enter seclusion to cultivate and strive to break through to the Nascent Soul stage.

Ye Haitang's expression was serious as she held a formation-pattern rod, meticulously carving formation patterns onto the ten-thousand-year Ghost Yin Wood.

Setting up the formation was not easy, but Ye Haitang was very patient.

Zhao Meier stood nearby, her face showing contentment.

As Ye Haitang was entering seclusion to attempt her breakthrough to the Nascent Soul stage, Zhao Meier would soon have to return to the Myriad Ghost Token. She didn't know when she would be able to emerge again.

“Set up a few more formations. You cultivate a Heaven-grade cultivation technique, so breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage will create a larger disturbance,” Zhao Meier reminded her, explaining that Heaven-grade cultivation techniques consumed more cultivation resources and their breakthroughs caused greater commotion.

“Aren't you afraid of me advancing to the Nascent Soul stage? At that point, it would be difficult for you to threaten me,” Ye Haitang frowned, her expression slightly peculiar.

“I'd be thrilled if you reached the Spirit Transformation stage, so we could break this Co-existence Curse. If it weren't for you, I'd have countless places to go,” Zhao Meier sneered. She was currently half an artifact spirit. If it weren't for the mutual Co-existence Curse with Ye Haitang, she would perish if anything happened to Ye Haitang. Moreover, since she couldn't leave the Myriad Ghost Token for extended periods, she would have left Ye Haitang long ago.

Ye Haitang didn't retort. No matter what Zhao Meier said, she would always remain wary of her; it was crucial to be cautious of others.

Even within the Wang family, Ye Haitang truly trusted only a select few individuals.

After setting up the formation, Ye Haitang recalled Zhao Meier into the Myriad Ghost Token and stepped towards her dwelling.

Suddenly, a gust of strong wind swept through, and a large expanse of thick white mist appeared out of nowhere, engulfing the courtyard where Ye Haitang resided.