Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension

Chapter 461: Chapter 312 Nascent Souls Gather Together

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Since returning to the Shenglong Cave Mansion, Zhao Sheng had rarely appeared in public, spending most of his time in seclusion and hidden cultivation.

No one knew that the Shenglong Great Priest, who had just ascended to the Nascent Soul Realm and should be enjoying his glory, was now suffering from the torment of his Heart Demon.

The Heavenly Fox White Hair could only alleviate the pain of the Divine Soul but could not heal the damage to the Divine Soul.

To treat his soul’s injuries, Zhao Sheng spent a great deal of energy refining Soul Protecting Pills, Soul Stabilizing Pills, and other third-tier Treasure Pills.

These Treasure Pills that treated the injuries of the Divine Soul were not only extremely difficult to refine, but the required Spiritual Medicine was also incredibly rare and valuable.

The cost of refining them was unimaginable to outsiders.

Fortunately, his Alchemy Skill was exceptional, and he could maintain it through the method of nurturing pills with pills.

However, due to the difficulty in finding Spiritual Medicine, Zhao Sheng frequently enlisted the help of the Ghost Fox Clan, which brought their relationship increasingly closer.

Of course, the Ghost Fox Clan knew how to deal with people, always understanding and kind. They sent clan members specifically to please Zhao Sheng and his kin, all to win a smile from him.

It’s undeniable that the Ghost Fox Clan had its unique aspects that had enabled it to grow so substantial.

As long as there wasn’t an unresolved deep hatred, it was difficult for most people to harbor ill will against the Ghost Fox Clan.

A few days later, the news of the Shenglong Master’s ascension to the Nascent Soul Realm rapidly spread across the Candle Light Mountain Range, and Dao Xiaodao, upon receiving the message, was the first to visit the Shenglong Cave.

Upon their reunion, Dao Xiaodao was already a one-armed old man, but his weather-beaten face was exceptionally resolute, as if the tribe’s catastrophe could not bring down this iron man.

Upon learning that his master had successfully ascended to the Nascent Soul Realm, Dao Xiaodao was overjoyed to tears.

Zhao Sheng bestowed a map of a thousand-mile territory and clearly stated that the Ghost Fox Clan would not trouble the Fire Saber Tribe.

After hearing this, Dao Xiaodao was greatly encouraged, quickly regrouped, and devoted all his energy to the grand task of rebuilding the Fire Saber Tribe.

At the same time, countless remnants of the Fire Saber Tribe, hearing the news, quickly congregated under Dao Xiaodao’s leadership.

During this period, perhaps intentionally or unintentionally, Hua Wen was pushed into the position of leader of the Fire Saber Tribe.

To this, Zhao Sheng expressed no opinions.

On the other hand, Dao Yanfeng was thrilled. Upon seeing a turning point for her tribe, she finally set aside a significant concern.

But later on, Dao Yanfeng still died in depression, a fact not widely known to outsiders.

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Time flew by, and six years passed in the blink of an eye.

A hundred miles beneath the Shenglong Cave Mansion, a river of fire flowed quietly.

Scorching magma slowly oozed out from a void above, meandering along a winding and narrow riverbed into a crack below.

Zhao Sheng sat cross-legged, his entire body silvery white, reflecting specks of cold light, looking like a statue crafted from platinum.

At this moment, his lower body was submerged in the Magma River, and two earth heart spirit flames, as large as skulls and blazing white, circled around him.

The Earth Heart Spirit Flame danced and swirled, releasing tongues of fire that constantly licked his skin. Yet, they could not damage him in the slightest. Instead, they were quickly absorbed, turning into nourishment for the Golden Crow True Fire.

After a long while, the Earth Heart Spirit Flame gradually shrank in size until it was only the size of a fist.

Suddenly, Zhao Sheng opened his eyes, emitting two long beams of golden light, which then returned to normal hue.

Hu!

He exhaled a breath that carried a faint fishy smell. As his silvery white skin returned to its pale white color, the Earth Heart Spirit Flame swiftly plunged into the Magma River, slowly absorbing the endless geothermal energy to recover its lost spirit flame.

With a thought, a strand of golden flame suddenly flew out from his Dantian.