Chapter 815: 800: Material to Conduct the Power of the Chaos Divine Body

Shen Lang pondered how to forge a few Divine Weapons and sets of Battle Armor using the Dragon Scales. Quite by accident, he discovered that these scales could conduct the power of his Chaos Divine Body!

The moment the power of his Chaos Divine Body entered an unpolished, unrefined Dragon Scale, it automatically activated, forming a powerful shield on its surface! This meant the material could not only conduct his physical power but also easily multiply and trigger it!

Usually calm and collected, Shen Lang revealed a look of sheer ecstasy.

Not long ago, during his fierce battle against the Demonized Mu Feng, he had deliberately put away his Immortal Celestial Saber. The reason was simple: the Immortal Celestial Saber struggled to conduct the power of his Chaos Divine Body, making it even harder to unleash that energy in a violent burst! Ever since the battle in the Stone Forest made him realize this flaw, Shen Lang had suffered from endless headaches over where to find materials capable of conducting his power.

It truly was a case of wearing out iron shoes in a fruitless search, only to find the answer handed to him on a silver platter!

“That is it!” he suddenly realized. “My Chaos Divine Body requires the Essence Blood of the Ten Great Divine Beasts to awaken. Its power must have an inextricable connection to them!

“Therefore, the claws, scales, and sharp horns of the Dragon Race should all be able to conduct this power!

“It is not just the Dragon Race. If my guess is right, the feathers of the Vermilion Bird and the hard shell of the Xuanwu should work as well. Anything belonging to the Ten Great Divine Beasts ought to be able to channel the energy of the Chaos Divine Body!

“Even scales and parts from other Divine Beasts outside of the top ten might serve the same purpose!”

With this thought, his previous gloom vanished. He stood up tall and burst into wild laughter. “Hahaha! Xiaoqiuzi, thank you for the scales!”

Deep inside the Dragon Scale Divine Hall, Lu Qianqiu stared at the light screen before him, wondering why Shen Lang was suddenly beaming with joy. Upon hearing the absurd nickname “Xiaoqiuzi,” he crashed to the floor, sprawling limbs wide in sheer disbelief.

However, Shen Lang’s laughter barely lasted a moment before he frowned again.

If he needed to collect other materials, no matter how rare they were, he would eventually find them as long as he had enough Spirit Stones and time. But items from the Ten Great Divine Beasts? Putting aside the fact that most of the Ten Great Divine Beasts had been roped in by the Demon God Hall, even if they were still scattered around the world, who would dare to provoke them?

Only someone tired of living!

If Shen Lang had not mentioned the Heaven-Sealing Cauldron, implicitly positioning himself as a key figure in helping the Dragon Race emerge into the world again, there was no way Lu Qianqiu would have given him such precious items. Even though the pieces shed during the Divine Beasts’ evolution were useless to the beasts themselves, they still valued them highly. Obtaining these materials would be incredibly difficult.

Shen Lang frowned slightly as he weighed his options in his mind. “Regardless, at least now I know what kind of items can conduct the energy of the Chaos Divine Body. I will not have to stumble around blindly like a headless fly.

“With these scales, reforging the Immortal Celestial Saber will not be an issue. However, melting them down requires deep Earth Fire. It seems I will have to wait until we leave the Yumu Cave Blessed Land.”

The difficulty of reforging a Magical Treasure Secret Artifact was immense. More often than not, it was simpler to just forge an identical copy from scratch. Melting the blade and replacing its main materials without disturbing the internal Spirit Array Map was already a formidable task for an ordinary Artifact Refining Master. Let alone using Red Dragon scales to replace the main material, upgrading the Immortal Celestial Saber from a Second Grade Emperor Artifact to the Emperor Level!

He originally considered forging a brand-new Immortal Celestial Saber, but the secrets hidden within the existing blade compelled him to abandon that idea. Reforging it was the perfect opportunity to investigate those secrets. He desperately wanted to see what terrifying entity was concealed inside—something that even Zuo Wentian had failed to detect!

While Shen Lang leisurely tapped and fiddled with the Dragon Scales, the time for the release of the Twelve All Heaven Beast Array’s seal finally arrived.

Dong Chengyue and her companions were desperately and furiously trying to break the seal when the power binding them vanished completely! The sudden change was bizarre and abrupt. Dong Chengyue, Qin Mengxue, and the others stood in the great hall, stunned for a moment.

At that moment, Zheng Tianfeng called the remaining cultivators over to tend to Ren Xudong. Then, with a flicker of his figure, he charged furiously toward the hall’s exit, radiating killing intent.

“That Ghost-faced person must die!” Zheng Tianfeng’s roar echoed through the hall, but he had already disappeared.

Dong Chengyue and Qin Mengxue exchanged a glance, a flush of humiliation and rage flashing in their eyes. With a flick of their sleeves, the two women chased after Zheng Tianfeng without a second word.

Four great Emperor Martial Realm experts had been repeatedly tricked by Shen Lang. Furthermore, Ren Xudong was utterly crippled. He was still howling in agony, completely unable to suppress the Netherworld Qi corrupting his body. If news of this got out, the Demon God Hall would suffer a massive loss of face. If the higher-ups placed the blame on them, none of the four would be able to handle the consequences!

Moreover, Dong Chengyue and Qin Mengxue shared Zheng Tianfeng’s deep-seated hatred for Shen Lang. Not killing the Ghost-faced person felt like having a fishbone lodged firmly in their throats—suffocating and agonizing! Choking on their resentment, the trio swore to fight to the death and pursued Shen Lang’s trail.

An Emperor Martial Realm Late Stage expert was undeniably skilled at tracking. Relying on a faint, lingering scent in the air, Zheng Tianfeng flawlessly deduced the exact route Shen Lang’s group had taken!

Meanwhile, Monk Bu Se and the others finally finished clearing out the first medicinal garden.

“Mr. Shen, we have stripped this Celestial Essence Fruit orchard bare. Are we setting off now?” Monk Bu Se subconsciously glanced at the mountain path and asked timidly.

Yuan Bupu and the rest were largely unaware of Shen Lang’s feud with the Emperor Martial Realm experts, but Monk Bu Se had been there from the very beginning. Over half an hour had passed. Dong Chengyue and her group had clearly broken free of the seal by now. Given their speed, unless they took a wrong turn, they would undoubtedly arrive and start a slaughter in no time.

Shen Lang stowed away the scales, hopped down, and strolled into the orchard.

A breathtakingly rich aroma assaulted their senses. Even though every Celestial Essence Fruit had been harvested, the Spiritual Qi within the garden remained overwhelmingly abundant.

Shen Lang lightly tapped his left foot against the dirt. The ground was spongy, blanketed by countless decaying leaves. Amidst the compost, one could faintly spot partially rotted fruit cores. The Celestial Essence Fruits were unlike some other Spirit Fruits they had picked, which could hang on vines for tens of thousands of years without spoiling. These trees bore fruit every two thousand years. After fruiting, they could last on the branches for a maximum of four thousand five hundred years before over-ripening and falling to the earth.

As for the ground of this garden…

The corner of his mouth curved up into a grin. “Since it belongs to no one, do not mind if I help myself!”

Monk Bu Se and the others were momentarily stunned. When was he ever polite? He had already swept the place clean, yet he still acted as if he was holding back?

Just as this thought crossed their minds, Shen Lang formed his hands into blades and pushed out diagonally!

Two massive arcs of Sword Qi instantly lifted the very floor of the orchard! It was as if two Giant Blades were shaving a solid two feet of earth right off the surface! Moreover, the Sword Qi seemed to possess eyes of its own, bypassing all of the fruit trees and exclusively carving out the soil!

“Amitabha, this poor monk finally understands what it means to truly scrape the ground…”

While Monk Bu Se and his three companions watched in utter disbelief, a flash of light radiated out. Shen Lang had stored the entire layer of rich soil from the garden directly into his Heaven-Sealing Cauldron.

“Why are you looking at me like that? This layer of soil is mixed with dead branches, decaying leaves, and millennia worth of rotted Celestial Essence Fruits. Left untended for ten thousand years, it has all decomposed into highly fertile earth. No Spirit Field from any Sect in the outside world can begin to compare to it. Is it a crime to collect some fertilizer?”

Yuan Bupu and the others collectively wiped the sweat from their brows. He was the type to squeeze blood from a stone—Shen Lang was truly a shameless opportunist!

Just as they thought this, Shen Lang added, “The fact that I did not uproot the fruit trees along with it shows I have already done my utmost in kindness and morality.”

The group sweat profusely once again. However, just as he said, this Celestial Essence Fruit orchard was vastly different from gardens cultivating other Spirit Grass or Spirit Fruits. Even for a space roughly a hundred yards across, the value of that single layer of topsoil was terrifyingly high! If he brought it outside and used it to grow other spiritual plants, what sort of Spirit Field could possibly compare?

At that moment, Yin Qianshang spoke up cautiously. “Mr. Shen, I remember when you were treating the Elder Ape, you mentioned the Celestial Essence Fruit. Did you say that unless we found a Heaven-Repairing Ginseng or a Celestial Essence Fruit over three thousand years old, ordinary Spirit Grass or Elixir Pills would only slow the deterioration of his wounds, not cure them completely?

“Now… now that we have so many Celestial Essence Fruits, is the Elder Ape going to be saved?”

Yuan Bupu grew immediately tense, staring timidly at Shen Lang, too afraid to speak. Joy blossomed in Flower Soul’s eyes as well.

Shen Lang grinned broadly. “Of course he is saved. The moment I saw these Celestial Essence Fruits, I knew he was going to be fine.

“With so many fruits over four thousand years old, the Elder Ape’s injuries will not only be fully healed, but his Cultivation will also rapidly climb!

“These fruits contain exceedingly pure Life Spirit Qi. They can transform a Martial Artist’s lifeless body into one brimming with vitality, all while cleansing their meridians and tempering their bones and muscles!”

Yuan Bupu dropped to one knee, his voice trembling. “Thank you, Mr. Shen!”

Shen Lang waved a hand and gestured for him to rise. “However, refining this into an Elixir Pill will be a significant hassle, so that will have to wait until we get outside. But while we are inside the Yumu Cave Blessed Land, I want you to eat one Celestial Essence Fruit every seven days. With your current Cultivation, you will likely have to exert your utmost effort just to absorb and complete the refinement of a single fruit within a week!”

Monk Bu Se was stunned. “Mr. Shen, you absolutely must not! If a Celestial Essence Fruit of this age is consumed raw, not only will more than half of its medicinal efficacy be lost, but his body might not even be able to withstand such an overwhelming wave of energy…”

Shen Lang shook his head and continued walking, casually saying over his shoulder, “I picked this many Celestial Essence Fruits specifically for eating. It is just a matter of choosing how to eat them.

“With so many on hand, what does it matter if we waste a little bit?

“As long as the Elder Ape recovers quickly, that is all that counts. Let’s move. There are even better things waiting for us up ahead.”

Yuan Bupu’s face was flushed with profound gratitude. Keeping his lips tightly sealed, he took wide strides and followed suit. Yin Qianshang and Flower Soul exchanged a glance and a faint smile before following close behind.

Monk Bu Se thought, “Mr. Shen may appear cold, but his heart is warm and immensely benevolent. Such rare Spirit Fruits are nearly impossible to seek out, yet he treats them with complete indifference, handing them out to his subordinates as if they were casual snacks… Even within the compassionate Buddhist Sect, how many could truly act with such generosity?

“Amitabha! Why am I still thinking about this? Those Emperor Martial Realm experts are about to charge up here to butcher us. Running away is far more important!”

With an abrupt burst of speed, Monk Bu Se shot straight to the front of the group.