Immortals Step into Heaven

Master, the silver box on the left contains the Heaven and Earth Spirit Fire. Yu'er's voice trembled slightly with excitement. Zheng Yuan couldn't help holding his breath when he heard this.

Then Zheng Yuan chuckled and said, his lips curled up slightly, his eyes showing sincerity, "Xiuyun, how about we each take one of these two treasures?" His voice echoed in the quiet cave, breaking the original silence.

"No, Zheng Yuan." Li Xiuyun waved her hand quickly, her eyes clear as she looked at Zheng Yuan. "You discovered this place. From the initial news, to the journey through all the hardships to get here, you guided me every step of the way. You also found the treasure. Without you, I wouldn't have been able to get here. These should all be yours. How could I take them?"

Li Xiuyun's tone was firm, without any hesitation. She knew very well that these treasures were hard to come by, and she didn't want to ruin her friendship with Zheng Yuan because of them.

After hearing Li Xiuyun's words, Zheng Yuan's lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to persuade her, but seeing Li Xiuyun's resolute gaze, he said nothing more. He walked forward with a solemn expression, reached out and took the silver box, which shone with a mysterious light, and carefully held it in his arms, as if holding the most precious treasure in the world. Then, he picked up the sword on the stone table. The moment he touched the sword, a cool feeling spread through his arm and throughout his body. The sword trembled slightly, as if it had spiritual power.

Zheng Yuan took the sword and threw it towards Li Xiuyun without hesitation, saying, "I will remain in seclusion here for a few days. This retreat is crucial to me, and I need your protection. Consider this sword your reward; do not refuse it." His voice echoed in the cave, carrying unquestionable majesty.

With that, Zheng Yuan walked deeper into the cave without looking back. His steps were firm and powerful, each one brimming with determination. Soon, he found a secret chamber. The stone door was engraved with ancient runes, emanating a faint mystical aura. Without hesitation, Zheng Yuan reached out and gently pushed. The stone door slowly opened. He stepped sideways into the cave, and then the stone door slammed shut behind him, isolating him from the outside world.

Li Xiuyun reached out to catch the sword Zheng Yuan tossed her. It felt heavy in her hand. She examined it closely, the blade as clear as autumn water, faintly etched with runes. The gemstones inlaid in the hilt shone with dazzling brilliance. She knew this sword was truly extraordinary. Li Xiuyun felt conflicted. On the one hand, she felt the sword was too precious, but on the other, she understood Zheng Yuan's character; he would be furious if she refused. After much hesitation, Li Xiuyun gritted her teeth, made a silent decision, and she put the sword away. She stood in front of the secret room, ready to protect Zheng Yuan.

In the secret room, his eyes were fixed on the silver box that emitted a cold luster. Then, he brought the silver box into the strange bracelet space and solemnly handed it to Yu'er.

Yu'er took the silver box, and Bai Qiusheng leaned forward. Their eyes were filled with inquiry and concentration as they began to carefully consider how to open it. Time slipped quietly, the atmosphere in the secret room heavy and oppressive. Finally, after a moment, there was a soft click, and the silver box slowly opened. Instantly, a spiritual fire burst forth. The flame was incredibly vibrant, a crimson so intense it seemed to drip blood. It blossomed brilliantly within the bracelet's space, as if it were the master of this confined space, illuminating the entire space in a brilliant crimson glow and filling the air with a fiery aura.

Seeing this, Yu'er waved her hand gently, and the spiritual fire seemed to have a spirit and flew obediently into her palm. The flame jumped and flickered, but did not hurt her at all.

Bai Qiusheng gazed at the spiritual fire with amazement in his eyes. He slowly said, "This is the flame of the earth's core. Its nature is extremely violent. Among the many spiritual fires in this world, its power is enough to rank in the top ten. I have never seen such a violent thing so docile."

As he spoke, his gaze shifted to Yu'er. Seeing her still childlike innocence, he couldn't help but feel a wave of shock in his heart, wondering who exactly was this Yu'er? How could she have such a powerful ability to tame the Earth's Core Flame so completely?

Yu'er looked at the Earth's Core Flame in her hand. After a moment, she opened her red lips and said to Zheng Yuan, "Master, these fires are too powerful. With your current strength, it may be difficult to refine them completely."

With that, she waved her hand, deftly slicing a tiny flame from the Earth's Core Flame. The flame then drifted slowly toward Zheng Yuan. Zheng Yuan gazed at the incoming flame and quickly summoned his magical powers, carefully drawing it into his palm. Instantly, a surge of heat washed over him, giving him a vivid sense of the Earth's Core Flame's immense power.

At this moment, Bai Qiusheng seemed to suddenly remember something and said to Zheng Yuan, "I have a book on fire refining in my storage bag. You might want to take a look at it. It may help you refine this core fire."

Zheng Yuan nodded solemnly, cupped his fists in thanks to Bai Qiusheng, and said, "I'll go refine the spiritual fire first, striving to gain control of this power as soon as possible." With that, he turned and hurried deeper into the secret chamber. The room was dimly lit, illuminated only by a few flickering spiritual lamps. Zheng Yuan sat on the floor and slowly pulled out the ancient-looking Fire Refining Art from his storage bag.

He gently turned the pages of the book, his eyes as sharp as torches, and read carefully word by word, reciting the secrets in a low voice from time to time, and his fingers lightly ran along the text. Whenever he encountered a subtle point, he would stop to think, repeatedly pondering the profound meaning, and constantly simulated and verified the route of his own magic power with the methods in the Fire Refining Sutra in his mind. Time passed quietly in this quiet secret room, and a day and a night passed in a flash. Zheng Yuan took a deep breath and memorized the methods in the Fire Refining Sutra. He slowly stood up, circulated the magic power in his body, and prepared to start refining the small flame of the earth's core fire. He made seals with his hands, and a faint halo appeared around his body. The small flame slowly floated in front of him. Zheng Yuan's eyes were firm, guiding the magic power to gradually approach the flame,

As Zheng Yuan's magic power approached, the tiny flame of the Earth's Core Flame initially throbbed violently, as if resisting his refinement. Zheng Yuan remained calm, following the principles of the Fire Refining Technique, transforming his magic power into strands that slowly wrapped around the flame like a fine spiderweb. Gradually, the flame's struggles weakened, but beads of sweat formed on Zheng Yuan's forehead. He knew this was only the initial stages of refinement, and the challenges ahead would only be more daunting.

In the secret room, Zheng Yuan continuously poured out his mana, his clothes soaked with sweat. Although the small flame was enveloped in mana, it still occasionally erupted with dazzling flames, trying to break free.