Chapter 1227: Being the Cauldron, Soul as Medicine

Chifeng’s pupils contracted, his blood-red hair wildly disheveled. His murderous intent was boundless, because this brat was openly targeting him, snatching his good fortune!

At least six fruits were on that leaf. With a whoosh, the entire thing flew towards Cao De, enveloped in swirling fragments of rules and deafening echoes of the Grand Dao.

This was an infuriating sight, especially as it flew past Chifeng’s eyes, heading straight for the wild cultivator he loathed. He truly wished he could slap him dead.

His gaze turned cold. Suddenly, he extended a hand, and a surge of bloody mist enveloped the leaf, attempting to seize it mid-flight.

But alas, this leaf had once borne the Great Dao, serving as its tangible vessel, becoming a trajectory and embodiment of rules. It shone brightly against the clear sky, passing right through him unobstructed. Even a Divine King's mighty hand could not stop it.

“Only the purest heart and the kindest soul can gain the Dao’s recognition. How can you, with your hands drenched in blood and countless corpses beneath your feet, compare to my innocent heart? Infamous, drenched in monstrous blood crimes, you should just give up!”

Chu Feng spoke, a smile on his face.

If he hadn't said such words, Chifeng’s veins wouldn't have bulged on his forehead. After hearing that, Chifeng genuinely started to doubt life itself, and the so-called Heaven and Earth Dao Fruit.

Could this brat, who ambushed others, used underhanded tactics, and spewed insults, really be associated with purity and kindness? What a joke! Was heaven blind?

Chifeng was indignant!

He truly wanted to let out a long howl to the sky, wishing he could kill someone on the spot.

His murderous intent was fully exposed, and a cold killing aura surged forth, but he was immediately warned by the hidden Heavenly Venerate to restrain himself.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Cao De looked as if bathed in spring breezes, his entire body illuminated by holy light, exuding immense serenity. His face was peaceful and tranquil, increasingly taking on a charismatic, almost divine air.

However, when he began to look down on Chifeng, casting a sideways glance at his rival, that tranquility and sacred demeanor were instantly shattered, making Chifeng’s pupils narrow menacingly.

Chu Feng ignored him and focused on assimilating the Dao Melting Grass.

Now, only a little more than one leaf of the Dao Melting Grass remained on the altar. Its roots were almost bare, and it was about to be completely divided.

Chu Feng inwardly examined himself. His blue blood had long vanished, replaced by surging golden blood. His body was robust and powerful, and his soul light was exceptionally vigorous.

He felt that neither secret treasures nor sharp weapons could easily break through his flesh. He had been tempered a thousand times over by creation material today; the benefits of this evolution were immense.

At this level, shattering secret treasures with his bare hands was no problem at all.

Most crucially, he discovered that his soul light had liquefied. This was astounding, a truly formidable accumulation.

This perfectly matched the characteristics of the Path of the Strongest; there was a record of this in the notes written by Stone Fox Heavenly Venerate's master.

So far, his path was correct and, after verification, flawless.

Chu Feng understood that if he wished, he could instantly become a Saint, directly surpassing his current Sub-Saint realm and advancing another level.

However, he did not do so. He could achieve it at any moment, and there was no need for him to experience it in the current atmosphere; it would be far too conspicuous.

He was accumulating creation material. Besides what his flesh and blood absorbed and the re-forging of his Divine King core, he also collected some in the stone jar, saving it to slowly nourish himself after leaving.

Chu Feng’s entire body glowed golden. He quietly sensed the changes within himself, awaiting the end of the grand event.

When he calmed down, he noticed that the golden blood had receded, returning to its vibrant red color.

This was good; he would appear ordinary in normal times, but whenever he needed to fight desperately, in life-or-death battles, he could instantly activate his golden Human King blood.

He tried several times, and the transformation between red and golden blood was very smooth.

In the final moments, he suddenly had an epiphany. He treated his flesh and blood as a cauldron, and his soul light as a great medicinal elixir. His flesh glowed, refining the grand elixir of soul light.

Instantly, billions of rays of light emanated from his body, and a clear fragrance filled the air, astonishing everyone around him. They couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Chu Feng had simply thought of this idea, a mere attempt, and hadn't expected such astonishing results.

At this moment, his flesh served as the cauldron, his skeleton as fuel, and his blood transformed into flames, burning his soul light to refine a human elixir.

“Why am I doing this?”

Chu Feng himself was surprised how he suddenly came up with this experimental idea.

Suddenly, he knew why. He had recalled a mysterious passage of text, which had deeply affected him, prompting him to try this.

At the Immortal Ascension Waterfall, he had encountered the inauspicious Object of Time Furnace. Using the Samsara Soil, he had heard strange sounds from within it: "Those whom Heaven cannot bury, bury them amidst the floating earth of the four poles, using Yin and Yang as fuel, drawing the fire of the vast emptiness, collecting the flames of the ancient cosmos, burn!"

At the time, the process was terrifying. He felt nothing while holding the Time Furnace, but when he withdrew his hand and his fingers touched the Samsara Soil in the stone jar, he clearly saw horrifying black finger marks on his palm. That sight made his hair stand on end.

And he had heard the aforementioned sounds.

As Chu Feng understood it, that wasn't a scripture, but rather a method for burning the strongest beings in history, to utterly destroy them. The so-called Time Furnace might actually be an incineration furnace.

However, amidst the inauspiciousness, Chu Feng also had an epiphany: if he could use this to refine his body and survive, he would achieve the Undefeatable Body of All Ages!

Today, he had undergone repeated transformations. His Human King blood had matured into its second form, his flesh and blood were exceptionally powerful, and he had embarked on the Path of the Strongest, flawless and resilient.

Therefore, deep in his heart, he felt a certain inspiration. Remembering the sounds from the Time Furnace, he couldn't help but make this attempt.

The method was certainly flawed; he couldn't find the so-called "fire of the vast emptiness" or "flames of the ancient cosmos." This was merely a momentary flash of insight, a sudden thought to temper himself.

At this moment, his Yin Dao Fruit and Yang Dao Fruit simultaneously emitted specks of light, entering his body, circulating in his blood, burning his cauldron-like physical body, and refining the great elixir of soul light.

Instantly, his soul light seemed to be condensing and purifying, as if transforming into a single pellet. Soon after, it began to take his form, sitting cross-legged in the ethereal space of his flesh and blood, radiating dazzling light that illuminated his entire being.

He silently comprehended that paths are forged through experimentation. What he was doing might not be entirely correct, but he felt good now; it was an alternative form of self-tempering.

At this moment, both his soul light and his flesh had become tougher and purer, with faint metabolic waste products being expelled from his body.

"Cultivation knows no end!"

Chu Feng could only exclaim this.

As time passed, the elixir in the cauldron shattered, and the person disappeared, then reappeared, undergoing several transformations.

Finally, a golden elixir, as large as a fist, floated in the center of his inner void space. It was his soul light transformed, entwined with various fragments of laws and surrounded by pure white mist, appearing extremely sacred.

Moreover, the golden elixir then transformed into a human shape, taking on his likeness, absorbing creation material. Around him, brilliant star rivers emerged, one after another, swirling around him, and cosmic black holes and all the constellations of the universe were reflected.

Chu Feng was surprised, then frowned. This wasn't what he wanted. Did it somewhat resemble the cultivation path taken by creatures like the Great Evil Spirit that Old Gu mentioned?

The next moment, his flesh and blood glowed, and the constellations, the cosmic background, the bottomless black holes, and the humanoid soul body sitting at the center—all disintegrated.

He used his physical body as a cauldron, his blood glowing and burning, to re-forge. Finally, his soul light transformed into a sword embryo, radiating golden light and endless killing intent, possessing an unstoppable momentum!

Chu Feng felt that if his current soul light were to strike out, such a sword embryo would be enough to destroy all kinds of secret treasures and sharp weapons, and killing other people's soul light would also be very easy!

But this wasn't what he wanted either. Refining his soul light into a sword might drastically increase his destructive power for a time, but it would ultimately have drawbacks.

“Body as cauldron, soul as elixir. I am just experimenting; I don't necessarily need to achieve anything specific. Thinking too much isn't good either.”

Chu Feng shook his head. He felt there was no need to be overly fixated on what his soul light should transform into. He should just proceed according to his initial idea.

The sword embryo disintegrated, dispersing into the ethereal space of his flesh and blood.

He refined again, treating his flesh and blood as the cauldron and his soul light as a furnace full of grand medicine, continuously simmering it.

Later, the fragrance emanating from his body became even more alluring, astonishing the nearby cultivators and filling them with wonder.

Next, Chu Feng refined his soul light into medicine, making both his flesh and soul even purer.

Furthermore, he was very bold. He dispersed the flames, returned the cauldron to his physical body, and directly consumed the refined "soul medicine," letting it rush through all his limbs and bones.

In an instant, Chu Feng's skin became crystalline, and countless rays of light enveloped his entire body.

He had returned, his soul light blooming and coming back.

He felt as if he was about to ascend, purging all mortal impurities, his entire being spotless. This sensation was truly unique.

The soul medicine entering his flesh and blood was like a cycle of reincarnation. It was as if he had undergone a special transmigration. Could it truly be like this? This greatly astonished him!

Could a person even undergo reincarnation within their own flesh and blood?

His attempt could only be described as an extremely daring act performed under special circumstances. Who else would dare to be so reckless?

When he calmed down, he broke out in a cold sweat, feeling a sense of dread.

What was happening? He felt as if he had been possessed just now. How could he dare to act so recklessly?

He examined himself and gained a wondrous insight: he had become even tougher than before, with growth and purification occurring from his physical body to his soul!

However, he did not attempt it again.

He reflected, realizing that his audacity just now had been far too great. If anything had gone wrong, it would have been a death calamity!

"Why did I do that?!" Chu Feng continuously reflected. He was certain that he had indeed been somewhat possessed moments ago and should not have been so reckless!

After much thought, the source was that passage of text!

Finally, he confirmed that the terrifying sound he had heard from the Time Furnace echoed deep in his heart, making him obsessed and subconsciously prompting him to experiment.

"Is it beginning now?" Chu Feng's heart was uneasy. A cloud appeared in his mind, whether it was a haze or a mysterious electric cloud, it made his heart tremble.

He believed the Time Furnace was very mysterious and inauspicious, harboring too many secrets. Sooner or later, once he reached a sufficiently high level, he would encounter those problems.

But he hadn't expected that he would be implicated now, and passively at that.

He had always harbored an ambition to break free from shackles, continuously improve himself, and eventually encounter the inauspicious events and great mysteries of evolutionary history. He would witness some truths behind reincarnation and other pivotal points in the history of evolutionary civilizations.

But if changes were occurring now, it seemed a bit too early.

When Chu Feng opened his eyes again, he found that everyone had stood up; the Dao Melting Grass event had concluded.

Clearly, his gains were immense, having obtained too many benefits from it.