darknovel Chapter 36 [The Mysterious Daoist Celestial Venerable of the Spiritual Treasure Elixir]
Chapter 36 [The Mysterious Daoist Celestial Venerable of the Spiritual Treasure Elixir]
Chen Bai reached out and touched a hard, slender object. It was cool to the touch, but not in a cold, damp way. Instead, it had a cool, jade-like feel to it.
He carefully pulled the thing out.
This is a piece of snow-white horn, about four inches long, as thick as a child's arm at the base, becoming thinner towards the tip, until it is as thin as a needle tip at the end.
The entire horn is not solid, but hollow and transparent.
When viewed against the light, one can see fine, hair-like golden lines inside the corner wall, resembling naturally formed spiritual patterns.
At the tip of the corner, a wisp of light, the size of a grain of rice, was slowly moving about, sometimes bright and sometimes dim, like the breath of a living creature.
【Jade Antelope Illusion Horn】.
Chen Bai was well aware of the value of this item.
The most valuable part of a Tier 1 Jade Horned Antelope is its pair of horns. A living Jade Horned Antelope can use its horns to cast illusions, and the longer it lives, the more valuable its horns become.
A pair of century-old jade antelope horns in the market would cost at least seventy or eighty spirit stones, and they were always sold out as soon as they appeared.
Chen Bai examined the horn from all angles, then grinned and said, "Little Ding has refined the entire horn, making it far superior to the original. It must have been cultivated for about fifty years."
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The fourth red orb.
He steadied himself and reached his hand into the ball of light. His fingertips touched something soft and slippery, irregularly shaped, like the entrails of some living creature.
Despite his discomfort, Chen Bai took the thing out.
This is a dark green venom sac about the size of a fist.
The surface of the leech venom sac is covered with dense, fine wrinkles. The material is like leather, yet also has a muscular texture. It is soft yet resilient and quite elastic when squeezed.
Through the translucent capsule wall, one can vaguely see that it is filled with dark green venom, which is more than half full. When the venom is shaken slightly, a fine water-like pattern appears on the surface of the capsule wall.
Chen Bai naturally wouldn't let go of the remaining two milky-white orbs of light.
He reached out and took them out one by one, then looked down at them.
These were the spirits of two demonic beasts, lifelike, though their intelligence was slightly diminished due to their long demise. However, they could be used to perform the Crimson Flame Spirit Summoning Technique later.
Chen Bai had just finished tallying up his gains and was about to put them into his storage bag when the small cauldron in his sea of consciousness suddenly trembled again.
The tremor came unexpectedly.
Unlike the previous deep and prolonged vibrations, this one was extremely short and fast, as if something had suddenly shattered inside the small cauldron, producing a crisp "crack" sound.
A pure white light burst forth from the mouth of the cauldron, carrying with it an extremely faint yet incredibly clear thought, emanating from the depths of the small cauldron.
Immediately afterwards, more information flooded into his mind like a burst dam.
Chen Bai's pupils suddenly contracted.
First, everything went black, then suddenly brightened, revealing a scene that was both shocking and inexplicable.
It was a vast and boundless world, seemingly without end, with countless caves and heavens like ants crawling on top of each other, and the stars of the heavens hanging upside down in the sky. The four elements of earth, wind, water, and fire surged and rolled like the tides.
In that vast expanse of heaven and earth, countless cultivators prostrated themselves on the ground like ants, draped in robes of various colors, adorned with star-studded crowns and jade hairpins, all bowing and worshipping in one direction.
In that direction, he saw a towering, majestic image of a celestial being.
The vastness of the Dharma is beyond description.
Its crown could reach the sun and moon, its shoulders were like pillars supporting the sky, and its body was surrounded by thousands of auspicious colors and various strange phenomena, which spread out layer by layer, and the heavens and earth celebrated for it.
A perfect, unobstructed purple-gold halo hangs behind the head of the Celestial Venerable's image, within which countless talismans can be vaguely seen flowing and dying.
What shocked Chen Bai the most was the cloud of auspicious energy hanging above the head of the Heavenly Venerable's Dharma Image.
The cloud formation was about an acre in size, its color murky and unclear, like the chaos at the beginning of time.
Within the auspicious clouds, countless points of light flickered, as numerous as the sands of the Ganges. Chen Bai focused his gaze and discovered that those points of light were actually innate spiritual treasures and rare gems from immortal abodes!
Each of these magical treasures is unique in form: bells, banners, swords, spears, rings, pagodas, mirrors, rulers...
The only similarity is that they both emit extremely strong spiritual energy fluctuations.
Countless magical treasures and magical artifacts converge in one place, intertwining and merging with each other, yet remaining distinct, forming an extremely mysterious balance.
In the center of that auspicious cloud, surrounded by countless magical treasures, was a very familiar cauldron, with three legs and two handles, extremely ancient and simple.
The auspicious cloud itself was also slowly rotating.
With each rotation, boundless spiritual light converges from all directions, and through the cauldron's absorption and release, it instantly transforms into countless magical artifacts and spiritual treasures, merging into the auspicious clouds.
"This is......"
Chen Bai subconsciously held his breath.
His consciousness seemed to be absorbed into that celestial being's image, and his entire mind was violently shaken.
The face of the Buddha was blurry, but the eyes were exceptionally clear.
Those eyes were incredibly deep, as if they contained all the vitality and creation of the world.
The voices of countless cultivators resounded throughout heaven and earth in unison. These were not ordinary words, but an extremely ancient rhythm, each syllable seemingly containing a resonance of some kind of law of heaven and earth.
"Honorable One! The Heavenly Venerable of the Divine Treasure Elixir and the Sublime Dao!"
The Spiritual Treasure Elixir, through exploration and enlightenment.
He alone endures countless eons, compassionately relieving suffering. Auspicious signs of purple and gold, the true elder of the heavens.
The Patriarch of the Daoist Alchemy and Artifacts!
"Stepping upon the wondrous truth of the three heavens—"
The praises came like a tidal wave, one wave higher than the next, making Chen Bai's mind buzz.
The cries of countless cultivators resounded through the heavens, and the celestial deity's image grew ever more solemn and majestic amidst the endless praises.
The auspicious clouds above slowly rotated, casting down countless rays of light.
Each ray of light that fell upon the kneeling cultivators transformed into a magical artifact or a pill covered in spiritual patterns, granting each cultivator immense fortune.
Just then—
The celestial deity's image suddenly turned its head slightly.
Those deep, boundless eyes, across endless time and space and countless stars, gazed straight at Chen Bai.
Just one glance.
Chen Bai's hair stood on end, and he felt as if he had been nailed to the spot by an invisible force, his breath even stopping for a moment.
The gaze was not sharp; it even carried a hint of compassion and gentleness, yet it was as heavy as a mountain, pressing down on him so much that he couldn't even muster a single thought.
Fortunately, that gaze only lingered for a moment.
The Celestial Venerable's image withdrew its gaze, the auspicious light surrounding it gradually faded, and the image itself became ethereal and elusive, as if merging into the universe and returning to nothingness. Only the lingering sound echoed between heaven and earth.
The image then suddenly shattered.
Chen Bai suddenly opened his eyes and found that he was drenched in sweat, the fabric of his clothes clinging tightly to his skin, and cold sweat pouring down his forehead.
He was breathing heavily, his heart pounding wildly as if it were about to jump out of his chest.
Within the sea of consciousness, the small cauldron floated quietly, and the previously blurry patterns on its surface now glowed with a faint purple-gold luster.
The patterns were much clearer than before, and he could vaguely make out an extremely complex design. But before he could examine them closely, the purplish-gold luster dimmed, and the pattern returned to its original unremarkable appearance.
Immediately afterwards, a message more condensed than ever before slowly emerged from the depths of the small cauldron, directly imprinting itself into his mind.
[Extract: "The Vision of Seeing - The Celestial Venerable of the Divine Path of the Spiritual Treasure Elixir and the Auspicious Clouds of the Elixir Qi"]
The stream of information lingered in his mind for a few breaths, as if waiting for his confirmation.
Immediately afterwards, the cauldron trembled slightly, and another extremely brief message slowly appeared, ancient and weathered, as if it had been passed down from countless ages ago:
【Guiyuan Creation Cauldron】
Five characters, each stroke imprinted deep within his heart.
Chen Bai stared blankly at those five words, his mouth slightly open, but no sound came out.
The Cauldron of Returning to Origin and Creation.
This is Xiao Ding's real name.
"The Celestial Venerable of the Myriad Essences of the Spiritual Treasure Elixir... The Cauldron of Returning to Origin and Creation..."
He muttered to himself, repeatedly chewing over those ten words, his surging emotions finding it hard to calm down.
Previously, he only knew that the small cauldron could recycle demon cores, corpses, and fragments of magical artifacts to extract spiritual materials and items, but he never knew the origin of this small cauldron.
Although the message was brief, it was like a key, gently prying open a door to a vast world.
Chen Bai never expected that the little cauldron had such a great background.
This Guiyuan Creation Cauldron is clearly a spiritual treasure belonging to that Heavenly Venerable, and its status is extraordinary, located at the core of Qingyun.
Recalling the scene of billions of cultivators worshipping the Heavenly Venerable, and the gaze cast upon him by that Heavenly Venerable.
Chen Bai took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the turmoil in his heart and forcing himself to calm down.