BTTH : Emperor Yang

Chapter 229: Chapter 229: The Method of Forging a Body

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One month later.

In a dimly lit secret chamber.

Wei Yang sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion, holding a black iron scroll that exuded an ancient aura. His brows were furrowed in deep thought.

This black iron scroll had been acquired years ago in the Tagore Desert, exchanged from a mercenary squad using a Low-Level Xuan Grade cultivation technique and Dou Technique.

Wei Yang had already tried to open it twice in the past, but both attempts had failed—he was unable to uncover the secrets within.

At the time, his soul was still in the Mortal Realm.

Now, even though he had advanced to the Spirit Realm, he still couldn’t open it!

That was utterly absurd.

Everyone understood just how powerful a Spirit Realm soul was.

And yet, even with such formidable soul strength, he was still unable to unlock this seemingly ordinary black iron scroll. It was simply too outrageous.

”What exactly are you?” Wei Yang lowered his gaze, staring at the scroll in his hand. His palm slowly tightened its grip.

Creak, creak...

Faint sounds of bone straining echoed out as he clenched his fist. But despite applying great force, the black iron scroll remained completely unharmed—he couldn’t even leave a single mark on it.

”A seemingly thin and ordinary iron scroll, yet it must have been forged from some unknown, special material. Even with my current strength nearing Two-Star Dou Huang, I still can’t leave a scratch on it, let alone destroy it.”

Wei Yang’s expression grew solemn as he stared at the scroll in deep thought.

A wave of exhaustion surged from his soul—something he hadn’t felt in a long time.

Earlier, he had poured almost all of his vast and boundless soul power into the scroll, attempting to probe its depths.

But it was like throwing a stone into the ocean. Not even the slightest response came back. All of his soul power had vanished without a trace—completely devoured by this seemingly mundane black iron scroll.

It was like a bottomless pit.

This made Wei Yang realize that things were far from as simple as he had assumed.

The origins of this black iron scroll were likely far more mysterious than he had imagined. The level it involved was clearly much higher.

”It must be related to someone at the ’Sheng’ level—or maybe even higher,” Wei Yang muttered under his breath.

Could it involve the Dou Di realm?

Half-Step Dou Di?

Or a true Dou Di?

Just from a single scroll left behind—its residual restrictions and safeguards had endured countless years without fading, and could still block his current soul power.

That kind of method... was not something an ordinary low-level Dou Sheng could achieve.

The one who had left this scroll behind must have had a soul cultivation far beyond the Heaven realm—at the very least, at the peak of Heaven realm, or even Half-Step Dou Di realm!

Hiss—

The thought made Wei Yang involuntarily draw in a sharp breath.

He hadn’t expected that a casual trade he made all those years ago would unknowingly bring him an item of such an astonishing level.

...

Wei Yang took out a jade box, solemnly placed the black iron scroll inside, then sealed it with several layers of restrictions formed by hand seals.

He even cleared out a special space inside his storage ring, dedicating it solely to storing the jade box.

Only after all this did Wei Yang exhale deeply and murmur,”No matter. If I can’t uncover your secrets now, I’ll just keep growing stronger. One day, I will unravel your hidden mysteries!”

”If the Spirit Realm isn’t enough—then I’ll reach the Heaven realm!”

”If that’s still not enough—then I’ll achieve Heaven realm perfection, and even step into the Half-Step Dou Di realm!”

”I refuse to believe... I’ll never open you.”

Wei Yang raised his head, and his gaze ”swept” toward the door of the chamber, where a figure had been quietly waiting for quite some time.

Shrouded in a black robe, their appearance completely obscured, the figure stood there respectfully.

He waved his hand, and the door to the secret chamber slowly opened.

”Come in,” he said.

The black-robed figure bowed slightly, then seemed to almost float as he entered the chamber.

”Master,” the figure approached Wei Yang, lifted the hood of his cloak, and revealed the slightly ethereal face of a young man. He bowed respectfully.

It was Ah Da.

Wei Yang gave him a glance. Nearly a month ago, Wei Yang had refined a batch of Tier 5 Soul-Nourishing Liquid and given it to Ah Da to consume.

Now, after nearly a month of recovery, Ah Da’s aura had returned to the level of a mid-level Dou Huang.

”Not a bad recovery,” Wei Yang said flatly.

”Thank you, Master,” Ah Da quickly bowed.

”Did you find Xiao Yan?” Wei Yang asked.

”Yes,” Ah Da nodded. ”I waited in Black Seal City for several days and only managed to find him the day before yesterday.”

Wei Yang nodded, signaling him to continue.

”I didn’t approach him immediately—just followed in the shadows. But not long after, he sensed me. We nearly came into conflict, but I quickly mentioned your name, Master. That calmed things down. He even recognized my true identity shortly after,” Ah Da explained.

”It wasn’t him who discovered you,” Wei Yang said casually. ”There was someone else. As for recognizing your identity, that’s not surprising. He was observing from a distance during the battle outside the capital that day—he must’ve memorized your aura.”

”Indeed. I also faintly sensed that Xiao Yan possesses a powerful soul entity within him. That presence... is extremely dangerous. When he was about to attack me, the power that burst out in that instant made me feel threatened. That kind of strength clearly wasn’t his own.”

”That’s an Tier 8 Alchemist, a sort of half-master to me. His soul is at the half-step Heaven realm,” Wei Yang explained.

”A half-step Heaven realm soul, huh? No wonder.” Ah Da nodded, then continued, ”After that, I went with Xiao Yan to attend the annual auction in Black Seal City. And after that, I followed him to... well, to carry out a robbery.”

”Oh?” Wei Yang chuckled softly. ”Did you get the item?”

”Yes.” Ah Da’s expression grew excited as he nodded. ”I gave everything we looted to Xiao Yan. In exchange—just as we agreed beforehand—he gave me the method to forge a physical body.”

As he spoke, Ah Da flipped his hand and produced a scroll—its surface a gray-black hue and clearly freshly made—then respectfully handed it to Wei Yang and said with excitement, ”Please take a look, Master. This is the method for forging a body.”

Wei Yang reached out, took the scroll, opened it, and poured his spiritual sense into it to read its contents. As he did, he asked casually, ”Xiao Yan’s headed to Jia Nan Academy, right?”

”Yes, we parted ways not long ago. He went to Peace Town, while I returned to Qingshan City,” Ah Da said, then smiled slightly and added, ”Xiao Yan also asked me to pass on a message—he’s reporting to the academy first. He’ll come find you once he has the time.”

”Mm.” Wei Yang responded absentmindedly, already fully focused on the scroll’s contents.

Ah Da immediately fell silent, standing respectfully off to the side.

...

A moment later.

Wei Yang finished reading the contents. His brows furrowed slightly as he muttered,

”This... is going to be troublesome.”

The most difficult requirement—three different Heavenly Flames—was something Wei Yang already possessed.

But in addition to those, three more key materials were needed:

First, the Bone Growing Blood Fusing Pill.

Second, the blood essence of a Rank 7 Magic Beast.

Third, the corpse of a Dou Zong expert.

The pill formula for the Bone Growing Blood Fusing Pill was included in this scroll—clearly something Yao Lao had deliberately added.

Wei Yang had heard of this pill before.

It was a peak Tier 7 medicinal pill, even on the verge of stepping into Tier 8. Its effect was astonishing—as long as you had a breath of life left, no matter how severe the injuries, taking this pill would instantly restore you. It was a supreme healing elixir.

This pill was far superior to the Yin-Yang Mysterious Dragon Pill that Han Feng had miraculously managed to refine.

Wei Yang didn’t have the confidence to refine such a pill within the next three years.

Moreover, the ingredients needed to make the Bone Growing Blood Fusing Pill were incredibly hard to find.

Aside from the pill, the blood essence of a Rank 7 Magic Beast was also not something easily obtained at present.

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