Chapter Two Hundred and Eighty Five – Comprehensions Gained From Forging (2/2)
After playing for a while, Lil’ Fire noticed Zuo Mo staring at it, and gave a cheerful chirp. It flew into Zuo Mo’s embrace, and snuggled around.
Zuo Mo reached to grab this guy. The round body was really like a bubble, warm and soft.
However, Zuo Mo clearly was not moved by its fawning. Reaching to grab Lil’ Fire, he dangled it in front of his eyes, and squeezed Lil’ Fire into all kinds of shapes, gritting through his teeth, “Little brat, you swallowed that much Golden Crow Fire, but there’s no change? Do you know how many jingshi that was? You ate so much jingshi with one gulp … …”
Lil’ Pagoda’s body shook and it silently started to float away. Lil’ Black that had been wanting to join in the fun suddenly stopped moving its antennae. The calmest one was Silly Bird.
Zuo Mo’s rage could not be stopped. He had originally planned on giving Lil’ Pagoda and Lil’ Fire one each, and hadn’t expected this guy to clean him out with one gulp, and not even leaving the boxes behind.
“Can you breathe fire?” Zuo Mo said, full of killing intent. “No? You don’t know how to breathe fire? You dare to not know? Do you know how much jingshi … …”
Lil’ Fire hurriedly spat out a little wisp of flame on his hands.
“Hm! You do know how to breathe fire!” Zuo Mo’s face instantly became curious, and he put Lil’ Fire in front of him. He inspected it carefully, speaking to himself. “You don’t have any orifices, where did you breathe it out?”
Lil’ Fire’s fleshy body instantly froze.
Lil’ Pagoda instantly raised its eaves to cover its face. The entire pagoda was bright red like a cooked shrimp.
After studying for a while, Zuo Mo still didn’t have any results. He decided to not waste any more time. He really was grasping at straws when he had hoped this crowd of gluttons could be of help.
He should never have any illusions about these gluttons … …
Zuo Mo’s heart was bleeding. So much jingshi was gone … …
The four quickly left for the mine as though they were being pardoned.
Zuo Mo decided to do it by himself. However, he didn’t dare to experiment on the formation battle watchtower. If he wasn’t careful, the entire tower would be bombed into dust. He picked a third-grade lucky cloud from the stores, sat on it and slowly floated into the sky.
The lucky cloud was extremely soft like cotton. Basically no one except hedonists used it. Compared to ling beasts and flying swords, it’s flying speed was too slow. However, there were some high-grade lucky clouds that were extremely fast, like the famous Flying Nimbus. Among fifth-grade steeds, its speed was in the top ten. The lucky cloud might be slow, but there was a benefit. It did not need to be controlled to stay afloat.
This ball of lucky cloud was the size of his palm. When it was thrown out, it instantly grew to about ten zhang in radius. It could hold many people so the female xiu stood at a distance not far from him. Zuo Mo ignored the dense populace of xiuzhe that were camping on the mountains. With the formation battle watchtowers and the female xiu present, he didn’t have to worry about people interrupting his forging.
He took out the Sonic Lightning Walnut, spat out the Golden Crow Fire, and started to forge.
The most important part of the yin fire bead forging was to freeze the state of the yin bead and the yin fire in the instant before they merged.
In front of Zuo Mo, a thread of Golden Crow Fire enveloped the Sonic Lightning Walnut.
After two whole hours, the Golden Crow Fire finally removed the layer of hard lightning on the exterior of the walnut and revealed the true seed of the Sonic Lightning Walnut. After another hour, the creased surface of the silver walnut started to show signs of melting. The silver liquid flowed slowly along the patterns of the walnut.
The thick lightning element made Zuo Mo’s heart beat rapidly as though he was on thin ice.
Fourth-grade materials were as extraordinary as expected!
Zuo Mo’s mind was deeply immersed in this forging process, but it was also a rare chance for him to learn. Both the Golden Crow Fire and the Sonic Lightning Walnut were rare fourth-grade materials.
When the two merged, they gave rise to many changes, most of which he had never seen before.
The natural formations on the Sonic Lightning Walnut were continuously broken in the forging process and reformed like pieces of wooden blocks forming new pictures. Some were formations, some were nonsense patterns. Forging needed the xiuzhe to choose and experience the changes in the formations.
Different xiuzhe would gain experience through different changes, to comprehend different things, but the underlying nature was the same.
Without this kind of experience, no matter how deep their cultivation was, how abundant the ling power inside their body was, one still could not breakthrough to other stages and would still be small and weak.
Zuo Mo was immersed in this mystical world. The feeling of walking on thin ice slowly disappeared, and he forgot himself.
The flickering of the Golden Crow Fire in front of him suddenly slowed as though a wild stallion had been tamed.
The Sonic Lightning Walnut also changed rapidly. The walnut patterns that had covered the surface disappeared. It was entirely smooth like a perfect silver ball. Threads of Golden Crow Fire burrowed into the silver ball and beautiful golden patterns started to float into the surface of the silver ball.
The number of gold patterns increased like a golden vine furiously growing along the surface of the Sonic Lightning Walnut.
Zuo Mo suddenly opened his eyes, the Sonic Lightning Walnut falling into his palm.
The golden patterns on it were complex like flowers that covered the surface of the silver ball. It seemed like a normal silver ball without any of its presence exposed.
Translator Ramblings: The Outer Hall is … … on their way. Very confident and unhurried. They have the advantage of numbers and the backing of the most powerful local person.
I’m not going to touch what happened with Lil’ Fire but I do pity it for having ended up as Zuo Mo’s pet in this chapter.