Junior Uncle is too cunning.

"Xian'er, has Junior Uncle been in the Cold Wind Cave for almost a year now?" Ling'er asked, resting her chin on her hand with a look of utter boredom.

"Hmm," she replied in her usual ethereal style, concise and clear, but a hint of expectation could still be seen in her eyes.

After a moment of silence, Ling'er climbed back onto Xian'er's shoulder, wrapped her arms around Xian'er's fair neck, and asked, "Xian'er, what do you think Junior Uncle is doing right now?"

I heard from Xiaoyu from Fairy Peak that the Cold Wind Cave is extremely cold; a chicken thrown in there would freeze to death in no time. I also heard that disciples punished in the Cold Wind Cave usually don't stay there for more than three months.

"And Junior Uncle is going to stay inside for a year, Xian'er, do you think he won't freeze to death?"

Xian'er twisted her neck, but still couldn't break free from Ling'er's "Invincible Entangling Skill". Although she had been entangled countless times, she still felt uncomfortable. Suddenly, she was stunned by Ling'er's question, and quickly replied, her speech several times faster than usual, sounding exceptionally firm, "Uncle-Master cannot die."

“I hope so too, but he hasn’t become an immortal yet,” Ling’er said with a worried expression.

Xian'er's face also turned pale. Thinking of that young junior uncle, she felt very sad. After more than a year of learning, she felt that the junior uncle's teaching methods were completely different from those of the elders on the peak. However, she always felt that what the junior uncle said was also right. It was just that their teaching methods were different. What should she do if she could no longer hear the junior uncle's teachings in the future?

After calming herself down, Xian'er chose to believe her junior uncle. Although they had only spent a few days together, in her heart, her junior uncle's position was no less than that of Ling'er, who was by her side, and even higher than that of her cheap master, Daolin.

"Don't think about it too much, we haven't finished today's task yet," she said, taking Ling'er's hand. The two strolled to Chen Fusheng's residence, first passing the password test of the wooden figure, then passing six or seven facial recognition tests, and finally arriving at their destination, "Chen Fusheng's Dynamic Garden." Together, they watered the ground, cut the grass, fed the chickens, and changed the water for the fish. In their busyness, their worries from earlier vanished.

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Five thousand feet below the base of Yuanyang Peak lies the bottom of the Cold Wind Cave. In the dimly lit cave, a sliver of light occasionally flashes. The entire bottom of the cave consists of only a cold pool, making it appear exceptionally deep. If you look closely with the occasional light, you will find that an ice sculpture has appeared on the edge of the cold pool. From time to time, a faint light will flash from the ice sculpture. The source of the light is Chen Fusheng's "wine gourd".

There was only one day left before he was to leave the cave, and it had been almost a month since he had refined the "Frost Flame" into his body. If it weren't for the faint sound of his heartbeat, you wouldn't be able to tell that he was a living person.

"Hmm~" Chen Fusheng opened his eyes with some difficulty, his eyes rolled around, and then a layer of light blue fire slowly surged out of his body, and the solid ice on his body was quickly melted away.

Chen Fusheng exhaled a long breath of turbid air, slowly stood up, and looked at his own reflection in the pool, his whole body black. A hint of joy flashed in his eyes. He quickly used the Spirit Rain Spell to wash his body, and soon a smooth young man was revealed. If there hadn't been no one at the bottom of the cave, he would definitely have been called a "pervert".

He quickly took out a low-grade spirit garment from his storage ring, his face full of heartache as he looked at the dirt on the ground. "If we hadn't succeeded this time, we would have suffered a huge loss."

Thinking back on the refining process, a trace of lingering fear flashed in Chen Fusheng's eyes. He had truly escaped death this time. If he hadn't taken the "Pulse Protection Pill" in advance and hadn't impulsively started refining it ahead of time, just in time for the "Frost Flame's" transformation period, he would definitely have been reduced to ashes.

It turns out that the "Frost Flame" would emerge from the bottom of the Frost Pool every so often, fly to the surface of the Frost Pool to undergo a transformation. Each time it completed a transformation, it would become stronger, until one day it transformed into a primordial spiritual flame. However, the transformation period was the time when it became stronger, but it was also the time when its power was weakest. The "Wine Gourd" swallowed it whole, and not only did the transformation not complete, but the "Wine Gourd" also extorted it, making it a free temperer. This gave the "Wine Gourd" the potential to become a primordial spiritual treasure, while the "Wine Gourd" was greatly depleted of its own vital energy.

Just when they thought their misfortune was over, they were unexpectedly refined by weak humans. If "Frostflame" had any intelligence, it would definitely curse loudly, "Chen Fusheng, do you have any humanity? You two can't just die over a hair!"

Chen Fusheng didn't feel the grievances of the "Frost Flame," but he did experience its power firsthand. He almost capsized in the process of refining the "Frost Flame," which had been weakened by more than half.

As soon as Chen Fusheng refined the "Frost Flame" into his body, he felt what it meant to have his heart burning like fire, to be torn apart, as if countless ants were gnawing at his body. His fragile internal organs were constantly being roasted by the "Frost Flame." If it weren't for the protection of the "Pulse Protection Pill," he probably would have been burned to ashes.

With the help of the "Frost Flame," Chen Fusheng was successfully burned unconscious and then revived. During the process, his entire body was continuously strengthened from the inside out. However, his "Purple Robe" was cremated before it even turned one year old. Except for the "Wine Gourd" and the storage ring, everything else was reduced to nothing. That was a mid-grade acquired spiritual treasure plus two low-grade acquired spiritual treasures. How many bottles of "Erguotou" would he have to buy to break even?

Of course, the gains are also quite substantial. Let's start with himself. After being tempered by the "Frost Flame," Chen Fusheng's physical body now has a defense comparable to a low-grade acquired defensive spiritual treasure. It is estimated that he can kill a Celestial Immortal with one punch now, of course, the Celestial Immortal would have to stand still.

His cultivation has also broken through to the ninth level of the Dao Integration Realm, and he is only one step away from becoming an immortal. He is now full of confidence for the upcoming Heavenly Tribulation.

His natal spiritual treasure, the "wine gourd," after more than a month of digestion and absorption, officially entered the realm of top-grade acquired spiritual treasure. Moreover, after more than a month of stabilization, Chen Fusheng also mastered some of its functions.

The original properties of the "wine gourd" have undergone significant changes. In addition to purifying wine to strengthen itself, it can also "purify" and "restore" any natural treasures with water and fire attributes. Purification aside, restoration is a bit frightening. This one attribute almost stunned Chen Fusheng. You should know that in the prehistoric world, he had only heard of one spiritual treasure with this function of returning to its origin, which was the innate supreme treasure Qiankun Cauldron, which could turn any acquired spiritual object into an innate treasure.

Although the "wine gourd" can only transform into water and fire attributes, it is already incredibly powerful. At that time, Chen Fusheng thought of a saying, "The middleman makes the difference." He could buy acquired spiritual objects, revert them to innate spiritual objects, and then sell them. Wouldn't that bring in a lot of money?

He eventually gave up the idea after seeing that the transformation was too energy-consuming. It would probably take tens of thousands of immortal stones to transform an acquired spiritual object into an innate one. That would be enough to buy an ordinary innate spiritual object. If he relied on his own magic power, he would probably have to drain hundreds of Chen Fushengs dry. The most important thing was that it was too high-profile. Once people knew that he had a top-grade acquired spiritual treasure, they would probably kill him and rob him in no time.

Fortunately, the magical treasure has its own protective measures. This is the second function of the "wine gourd" that it has just appeared: "concealment". It can hide its level and also help its owner conceal their cultivation level.

The third function is to "suppress fortune". Although only innate spiritual treasures can suppress fortune, some special top-grade acquired spiritual treasures and acquired supreme treasures can also suppress fortune, such as Guang Chengzi's Fan Tian Seal.

The above are its auxiliary functions, while its attack function, "spraying," can absorb any water or fire substance and store it inside the gourd. When encountering an enemy, it can spray it without burying it. Now, the "wine gourd" can spray out "ice flames."

Chen Fusheng considered it over and concluded that overall it wasn't a bad deal. He also checked the time and realized it was time to leave. He felt that this punishment was really worthwhile. He stroked his bald chin and thought he should thank that old man, Ling Zi.

Before leaving, however, he had one more thing to do. He looked at the cold pool in front of him, a smile playing on his lips. He took out his "wine gourd," took a soft sip, and said, "Drink this."

The gourd was slightly larger than usual, and its mouth was sucking up the cold pool with great force. It could cultivate a treasure like the "Frost Flame," which could instantly melt the purple gold stone. What a wonderful treasure!

Moreover, it could be used as a trump card when encountering enemies in the future. With the idea that the more the better, Chen Fusheng planned to drain it dry. It took him almost three hours to see the bottom of the pool. He looked at it carefully again and finally cleaned up the mud and stones at the bottom of the pool. In accordance with the "Three Alls Policy", he considered himself to have made a great contribution to the hygiene of the prehistoric world. Finally, he filled the bottom of the pool with soil, just in case someone fell in.

Looking at the smooth ground, Chen Fusheng said happily, "I'm such a good person! But the prehistoric world doesn't need pushovers, so I guess I'll have to restrain myself in the future!"

He took one last lingering look, then turned and flew towards the top of the cave. The cold wind on the way was no longer a problem for Chen Fusheng. He smiled and glanced around, "Since that's the case, let's hurry up and get out of here. I wonder how my two little nephews are doing?"