90: Chapter 80 Awakening 90: Chapter 80 Awakening North City Immortal Sect.

Ye Tian also wanted to quickly finish making the Magical Treasure for his junior apprentice sister, but was called away by his master, who said he had to make a Magic Artifact for a familiar friend.

Ye Tian’s master, being only at the Golden Core Stage, logically speaking, as a Golden Core Elder and Artifact Refining master, should create Magical Treasures superior to those of a disciple.

Otherwise, how could he call himself a master?

This was actually a source of frustration for Ye Tian’s master: as a master Mage in refining artifacts, the Magical Treasures he crafted were not as powerful in attack and defense as those made by his disciple.

His old friend even insisted that it had to be his disciple to refine the Magic Artifact for him.

Some time ago, when he went to visit this old friend, and they were bragging about their respective disciples, Ye Tian’s master showed off a Magical Treasure gifted to him by his disciple, named the Golden Lion Roar—a small lion.

This Magical Treasure, when infused with Spiritual Power, would immediately turn into a large lion, which could either attack enemies as a puppet or unleash a Lion’s Roar, resonating thunderously, causing the opponent’s head to buzz and reel with dizziness and tinnitus.

It was like a true Demon Beast Lion King; this puppet possessed incredible strength, akin to a Human Cultivator at the Nascent Soul Stage, even surpassing the combat power of him, a Golden Core Elder.

Upon seeing this Magical Treasure, the old friend took quite a liking to it and wanted to snatch it away.

Only then did Ye Tian’s master regret showing off the Magical Treasure, as it had caught the old friend’s attention.

“If you don’t give me this Magical Treasure, it’s fine, but you must let your disciple refine a similar one for me.

If you don’t agree, we can no longer be old friends,” the friend demanded.

“Fine, fine, fine, I’ll have my disciple make the Magic Artifact for you, but it will take some time.

My disciple is busy right now.”

“You should hurry!

I’ve heard that all the Immortals have started competing; you can’t drag your feet.

If you delay until your disciple goes to compete, then he won’t be able to make my Magic Artifact.”

“Oh, right, it is indeed the time for the Immortal Sect competition these few days.

I can’t talk to you any longer, I have to hurry back.

I cannot let my disciple lose the competition.”

After Ye Tian had crafted a Magic Artifact, a junior apprentice sister came to collect it.

He handed over the Magic Artifact to her and thought about delaying the artifacts for the other junior sisters, deciding to first finish the Magical Treasure entrusted to him by Yan Weiwei.

But he hadn’t expected…

“Little Tian, you’re in the middle of Artifact Refining!

Your master has a task for you; make a Tiger Magic Artifact for me,”

Ye Tian had a black line on his forehead as his master, seeing him refining, shamelessly asked him to craft another Magical Treasure, claiming it was a lesson from the master himself and he must create a puppet with an extremely powerful attack.

Ye Tian thought about puppets; his family also had such puppets, but they were not crafted by the family members—they were bought from outside.

Thinking of puppets, he remembered the world she came from, where there were robots that could work.

He also thought of that high-tech world where the robots in games would spit fire and attack people; he had always been researching how to make puppets that could attack and change size.

This was why he had been hiding his Cultivation and came to this place to refine artifacts; he actually wanted to learn more technical skills.

After coming here to cultivate, he also learned some Artifact Refining Skill.

His fellow apprentices and master did not possess Artifact Refining Skills as good as his, because their Cultivation was not strong enough, and they lacked the rich imagination he brought from a high-tech world.

Having received his master’s assignment, he could only buckle down and work hard.

…

Primordial Treasure Lingtian Space.

Eryao, in the small glow of the night, cast a spell and sprayed water on the crops in the space.

After that, it began to cook a pot of rice, and upon seeing its master had not awoken, ate by itself, leaving only a bowl of rice for the master.

Eryao couldn’t really make any dishes; anyway, there were vegetables in the space, and no meat, so it was too lazy to cook.

To it, raw vegetables were even better.

Little Blue Ox was still feeding on the straw—the straw in the space was its food, day after day, and it seemed to never tire of it.

Oxen eat grass, and the crops in the space grew well without any weeds for it to eat.

Feeding on the straw of Spirit Rice grown in the space, Little Blue Ox could feel Spiritual Energy coursing through its body.

After eating its fill, Eryao, before going to sleep in this space as usual, sneaked a peek at the outside space.

Upon looking, it discovered something was amiss.

As usual, Ghost Flames flickered outside the space today, but the pairs of Ghost Flame eyes did not just watch the space quietly or hold meetings with howls of terror like in the past few days.

Today, the Ghost Flame eyes floated about the space, howling as if searching for something.

“Awooo…”

Then came the cry of a wolf.

Wolves are also nocturnal Demonic Beasts, but the attractive force of the space at night made them hide away, burrowing underground and using burrows as their homes.

Many animals in the space had become accustomed to living like burrowing mice.

The Shadow from last night was searching for their breathing holes, looking for the habitats of the Demonic Beasts.

The years of quiet were disrupted this night as strife erupted.

The Ghost Claws and Ghost Flames of the Shadows reached into each burrow, or let Ghost Flames inside, quickly turning into thick smoke, causing the Demonic Beasts residing inside to become dizzy and stumble out of their dens.

After being smoked out, the Demonic Beasts began to retaliate, but they were thrown into disarray by the sharpness of the space, which became their weakness.

Ghost shadows and ghost flames were like black winds in the night, blowing in waves toward the demonic beasts, utilizing the suction advantage of the space to attack the beasts’ souls with their spectral spells while assaulting the beasts themselves.

“Ao wu…”

Apart from the wolves’ howling, there were many other cries from the demonic beasts, unable to withstand the soul assault, they wailed in agony.

The Lion King and Tiger King were both at the transformative stage, unleashing their spells too.

With a lion’s roar, the spirits were shocked by the sound and sent flying.

The weaker demonic beasts’ ears vibrated, almost going deaf.

The Tiger King deployed its claws, transforming them into blades, shredding the spirits to air and then using a swallowing spell, ingesting those ghosts into its stomach.

“Ah…”

However, as soon as the tiger opened its mouth, they floated back out, continuing to engage in combat.

“A wu”

The tiger was enraged, the Tiger King and its descendants tirelessly attacked the spirits, also defending to prevent the ghosts from hurting its offspring.

The wolf and leopard packs were more agile, constantly dodging the spirits’ attacks and madly slashing with their claws.

They tore the spirits apart like ripping chunks off flesh, but the ghosts seemed unaffected by such attacks, dispersing and then regathering.

The fire emitted by the ghosts was what the wolves feared most, the wolf pack incessantly howled.

Some spirits smitten by the Lion and Tiger Kings’ attacks dissipated only momentarily, soon regrouping back together.

They were like unkillable cockroaches, turning into groups of black smoke, targeting the weaker demonic beasts if they found stronger ones unassailable.

Spewing ghost flames…

within the black space, flashes of light twinkled, as swarms of ghost flames, under the command of black fog ghosts shadows, singed much of the demonic beasts’ fur, scorching their skin…

the air was thick with the stench of burning.

“Moo…

moo…”

The first-tier demonic beasts, such as rhinoceroses and wild horses, began reeling from spirit attacks, suffering as if their souls were being ripped out.

Little Blue Ox saw Eryao watching a particular place with a strange expression: “Moo…”

“Moo what?

Your kin are about to die off.”

Understanding Eryao’s meaning, Little Blue Ox, reminded of those rhinoceroses outside the space, ran over reluctantly and licked Eryao’s small dragon horn with its tongue.

“Ugh, filthy, you want me to save them?

Don’t you know our cultivation is very weak?

How to save them?”

Little Blue Ox still bore a pleading gaze; though it was a third-tier, it couldn’t leave the space, and unless its master let it out or Eryao pulled it out, even if it did leave, it couldn’t help.

It also couldn’t bear the suction of the space, and was there perhaps an even more terrifying enemy outside?

Eryao couldn’t stand Little Blue Ox’s gaze, and there was some compassion in its heart, unable to bear that their kin, the demonic beasts, were undefended against the attacks of the spirits.

In the space, the sounds of fierce fighting and screams continuously rang out, more and more beasts collapsing or yelling gruesomely from soul strikes.

Eryao remembered the Thunder Roar skill it had just acquired, and its own fire breath, which it hadn’t tried yet, unsure if it would affect spirits.

Suddenly, the sky outside erupted with lightning and thunder, the grey heavens seeming to harbor the shadow of a Heavenly God descending to quell the rebellious demonic beasts and spirits.

“Boom…”

In the outside space where there had never been thunder, its sudden roar scared both the ghosts and the lower-tier demonic beasts into scrambling for cover.

The chaotic melee from before was silenced by the sound of thunder, as both demonic beasts and spirits fled and hid.

Seeing the shadow of that Heavenly God, they trembled in fear.

Eryao attempted its Dragon Breath, spewing a stream of fire toward the black mist.

“Ah…, a wu wa…”

The ghosts screamed in the flames.

In the sky, a dragon’s shadow appeared, causing the kings of the space, the Lion and Tiger Kings, and the rest of the beasts to kneel while they hid, in obvious awe of the dragon’s shadow.

The ghost shadows vanished without a trace, and those ghostly eyes were not seen again.

“Heh heh, truly formidable, who dares to bully me now?”

With just a small trial, Eryao saw the cease in combat in the outside space, feeling quite proud.

Its newly acquired spell was useful; it would no longer need to fear the outside demonic beasts.

What about those so-called Lion King, Tiger King, Wolf King?

They would all have to obey its commands, wouldn’t they?

Would it be possible for it to become the boss one day?

The sensation of being the boss must be quite pleasing!

“Eryao, what are you doing?” Jiang Tang didn’t wake from the sound of Eryao’s thunder, but instead from a soul-wrenching, familial call of distress that he couldn’t ignore.