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第五卷 天云十二州 第一千零九十一章 黑血玄晶玉

"Master, may I ask for one favor?" Moonlight said softly.

"Come on, you're not my guest. Just say it!" I chuckled.

"That inkstone, can I have it?" she asked hesitantly.

I laughed and said, "What a small thing! If you want it, take it."

"Thank you, Master."

Although I had guessed that he wouldn't refuse, hearing him agree made her very happy. She raised her delicate hand and cast a spell to make the inkstone fly over.

After carefully examining the object, some information appeared in my mind.

"This is made from a black blood crystal jade that doesn't melt for ten thousand years."

"Black blood crystal jade?" I was surprised. This material was extremely unfamiliar; it seemed like I had never heard of it before.

"Yes, this black blood crystal jade is very rare in the Ghost Realm. It's produced in an extremely cold and dark pool where all the air is filled with resentment and blood. After countless years of accumulation and various coincidences, only a few can be formed, making them one of the most yin and impure objects in the world. Therefore, this inkstone can collect the yin winds and resentments from the world to form ghostly black smoke." Moonlight explained.

"Then it's rare in the Ghost Realm as well," I nodded. "According to you, this should be a precious object that doesn't belong in the human realm. It seems like due to the influence of that Heavenly Fiend Ming Wang, only a dominant immortal cultivator left his bloodline here."

"I don't know why. Who knows what happened back then?" Moonlight said slowly.

I was curious but there were too few clues before me. I didn’t want to spend more brainpower on it and stretched out my hand to retrieve the short sword.

Looking at this treasure, I sighed and frowned slightly. Although the impurities had been removed, the sword's spirit hadn't returned yet. It would take a thorough ritual to restore its original glory.

Checking the time, the moon was already high in the sky.

I pulled another mat over and sat cross-legged on it. Then I touched my crown, and a dazzling green flame emerged from my head.

This wasn’t the Green Flame of Fiendish Origin; this was the Baby Fire.

The power of the Fiendish Flame couldn't be used to refine treasures.

The Baby Fire quickly enveloped the immortal sword, causing it to burn fiercely.

Time passed slowly. The baby fire in my hands flickered continuously without any hesitation, which had both advantages and disadvantages. On one hand, it greatly increased the power of the Baby Fire, shortening the time needed for refining; on the other hand, using so much energy violated the principle of conserving resources. An immortal at this stage could barely last long.

Of course, I did this for a reason. Because I wasn't an ordinary immortal cultivator. Two hours later, my baby fire showed signs of fatigue, and a black baby appeared, emitting dark baby fire to take over his work. The first baby then returned to my dantian to meditate and recover.

This was the advantage of having two babies. However, this experience wasn't limited to just that.

The realm of the Fiendish Baby was much easier to maintain. After only a few hours, it began to show signs of fatigue. At this moment, the first baby hadn’t fully recovered. Surprisingly, a round bead the size of a dragon’s eye appeared above his head.

Ademon pill!

Then, a pale golden flame enveloped the immortal sword, and the Fiendish Baby retreated into my dantian.

In this way, the two babies alternated, and by the time the sky began to lighten, the Green Flame Sword had regained its former glory.

Considering it took only one night, if left to a peer, it would have taken at least three days of non-stop work.

Moreover, I did this not just for saving time. Another benefit was that using such a method to emit baby fire could also be an exercise for the baby and thedemon pill.

Meanwhile, Moonlight wasn’t idle either.

She held onto the treasure, and sure enough, as she had said, some ghostly black smoke appeared in the inkstone. Of course, it was very little, not even one-tenth of a drop.

But this proved that the fragmented memories in her mind weren't wrong; indeed, this object was made from black blood crystal jade.

"Is something on your mind?" I opened my eyes and asked with concern.

"No," she shook her head. "With you here, it's fine. Why bother thinking about such things? Just let things take their course."

Hearing that, I was very impressed. Moonlight seemed more carefree than me. If we were in each other’s positions, I probably wouldn’t be as adaptable as her.

"Then what were you thinking about while staying here all night?" I asked curiously.

"I was thinking about my cultivation method," she replied unexpectedly.

"Master, just now, I said that the ghostly black smoke is a treasure of the Ghost Realm and can pollute treasures. But against high-level beings, it's not very useful. In the past, I might have used this as a foundation to cultivate an extremely powerful technique, but I forgot how to do it. After thinking all night, I still haven't figured anything out," she said with some disappointment.

I laughed silently and said, "This girl is really cute. She actually did such things at midnight."

"Why are you laughing?" Moonlight was confused.

"Come on, even if I don’t know what you were in your past life, from the scroll, it seems like you’re a very powerful being. So many demons and ghosts obeyed you, so close to becoming an immortal. Such terrifying realms are light-years away from here. Even if you remember how to cultivate this technique, you can't learn it now."

"You're right," she scratched her head with embarrassment. "I'm really stupid."

Indeed, in the fragmented memories, that was one of my top techniques. If I could use it now, I would be invincible in the human realm. As I said, even if I remembered the cultivation method, I wouldn't be able to learn it until reaching a certain level.

"But," I hesitated again. "Moonlight, after inhaling ghostly black smoke, you can control it, which is also an extremely powerful technique."

"Let me try," she said and sat cross-legged, closing her beautiful eyes. I looked at the cute face of my servant with love and anticipation.

She closed herself in meditation for ten days.

Surprisingly, everything went smoothly. Moonlight didn't know how to control the ghostly black smoke; she had to figure it out on her own sometimes, discussing with me occasionally.

In the first few days, there was no progress. The ghostly black smoke that fought against the Green Flame of Fiendish Origin clearly had a spirit, but after entering Moonlight's palm, it seemed to disappear into thin air, leaving no trace. After searching for hours, she found nothing and gave up temporarily.

Then the master and servant turned their attention to the inkstone.

Could Moonlight refine this object and control the ghostly black smoke it produced?

Of course, that part of the ghostly black smoke hadn't become spirit yet, but if she could manipulate it, it would still be able to pollute an enemy's treasure.

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