Chapter 332

Chapter 332: First arrogant then respectful, completely refined to death

“Boy, where is this place? What do you want?”

Upon seeing Lu Qing’s sudden appearance, especially after recognizing at a glance that he was a manifestation of divine power, the Plague Old Man’s

face suddenly changed, his heart sinking.

He knew his suspicions had come true.

This place was truly a spiritual artifact space.

Furthermore, one controlled by Lu Qing.

Otherwise, with his cultivation level, he wouldn’t have been able to unleash such profound magical powers as divine transformation.

“It’s nothing, Plague Old Man! Didn’t you boast before that I couldn’t do anything to you?

So guess where you are now?”

Lu Qing calmly gazed at the Plague Gourd.

“No need to play tricks. This is just another spiritual artifact space,”

the Plague Old Man sneered.

By now, he knew he couldn’t deceive Lu Qing, so he naturally didn’t bother to play along.

“Boy, your luck is against the will of heaven. You are just a small Qi Refining Realm, yet you can control two spiritual weapons.

But luck cannot last long. Such strong luck is like a raging fire and oil.

Be careful, or you will die one day and fall into an irretrievable situation!”

“Don’t bother with this, old ghost.” Lu Qing said lightly, “Since you guessed that this is another spiritual weapon space, then why not guess again, which spiritual weapon space this is?”

“No matter what spiritual weapon it is, it can’t do anything to my plague gourd!” The Plague Old Man said coldly, “Boy, I advise you not to waste your energy anymore.

If you really want to know about the ancient times, you might as well consider my suggestion.

As long as you let me go, I can not only tell you about the ancient times, but also teach you supreme magical powers.

In the future, achieving the Golden Elixir, stepping into the Yuanshen, and even becoming an immortal and an ancestor will be no problem!”

“What a boast! Immortal and ancestor! Plague Old Ghost! How could I not know you possess such magical powers?

Back then, you were nothing more than a rat crossing the street in front of the righteous immortal sect. You

usually only dared to hide in the shadows, daring not to show off.

It was only with that shabby gourd of yours that you gained some fame.

Now you dare to boast so brazenly! How shameless!”

Just as Plague Old Man was about to trick Lu Qing again, a mocking voice echoed from all around.

“Who?!”

Plague Old Man was shocked. Someone knew so much about his origins; they must be from the same generation.

Could it be the person behind Lu Qing?

Plague Old Man’s mind raced, and a possibility immediately occurred to him.

The next moment, he saw a majestic middle-aged man clad in a brilliant flaming robe and with twin horns on his head appear before Lu Qing.

With this man’s appearance, the surrounding space became even more tense.

It was as if the king of space had arrived.

“You are the spirit of this spiritual artifact space!”

As a fellow spirit, the Plague Old Man immediately discerned Yan’s true nature.

He felt a growing sense of unease.

The aura emanating from Yan was significantly stronger than his own.

This indicated that this spirit’s recovery was much faster than his, and even its essence was stronger.

Add to that Lu Qing… and

the Plague Old Man suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

“What, are you afraid?”

Yan, as if sensing the Plague Old Man’s emotions, sneered.

“Plague Old Man, I didn’t expect you to be so ruthless. To escape the Five Decays of Heaven and Man, you actually took over the spirit of your own spiritual artifact and managed to survive.

However, while the possession was successful, your true spirit must have been severely damaged.

Now trapped here, I’m afraid it won’t be long before your true spirit collapses, making you ineligible even for reincarnation!”

The Plague Old Man’s expression suddenly changed.

He feared Lu Qing finding out, but he didn’t expect Yan to reveal it now.

Still, he feigned composure, coldly saying, “Is that so? My divine powers are beyond the comprehension of a mere artifact spirit like you.

You said my True Spirit is about to collapse. Then wait and

see. Trapped here for thousands of years, I’ll see if I perish!”

“Old Plague Ghost, there’s no need for your pretense. Let me ask you one more question: are you willing to open your mind and allow me to imprint my Soul Mark upon your True Spirit?”

Lu Qing said coldly.

“Don’t even think about it, boy! You think I’ll submit to a mere Qi Refining Realm cultivator

like you? I could have annihilated countless ants like you with a single breath.

You’re so delusional as to imagine refining the True Spirit of a powerful Primordial Spirit! You’re simply ignorant of your own limitations!”

“Very good.” Lu Qing said no more, his figure dissipating into the artifact’s space, leaving only one sentence lingering within: “‘Yan’, act! Refining him to death!”

Hearing Lu Qing call out his name, Yan’s heart trembled.

But it inexplicably felt no anger, only a chill lingering within it.

Not daring to delay, it stretched out its hand, and endless flames materialized from the spiritual space.

Its form shifted, transforming into a fiery dragon, entwining itself around the Plague Gourd.

“Leaving Fire Dragon, you are the Lihuo Cultivator of the Lihuo Sect!”

Seeing the Lihuo Dragon, the embodiment of “Yan,” the Plague Elder finally understood that he was within the spiritual vessel’s space.

In the ancient days of immortal cultivation, he had no contact with the Lihuo Sect, so he hadn’t recognized the aura of “Flame.”

However, the Lihuo Sect’s Lihuo Cauldron was renowned throughout the immortal cultivation world.

Its signature attack method, spewing forth dragons of Lihuo that swept across the land, was one of the Lihuo Cauldron’s hallmarks.

Seeing the manifestation of “Flame,” Old Man Plague couldn’t help but realize he was trapped within this spiritual artifact.

This filled Old Man Plague with trepidation.

The Lihuo Cauldron was the Lihuo Sect’s spiritual artifact, a mid

-grade spiritual artifact, even higher than his Plague Gourd.

Most importantly, the Lihuo Cauldron was renowned for its ability to refine objects,

particularly weapons and elixirs.

It was with this cauldron that the Lihuo Sect was able to continuously refine high-grade magical weapons and elixirs, securing its place in the immortal cultivation world.

Now, finding himself within the spiritual artifact space of this infernal creature was utterly devastating news for Old Man Plague.

If I had known, I would not have provoked that kid like that.

A trace of regret flashed through the mind of the Plague Old Man.

Unfortunately, it was too late to regret now.

Seeing the Fire Dragon transformed by “Flame” entwining around him, he had to shrink inwards and hide in the deepest part of the Plague Gourd.

He hoped that his spiritual weapon could withstand the refining of the Fire Cauldron.

The Plague Gourd was forged by chance by integrating a piece of strange iron that he accidentally obtained.

It has strange powers that even he cannot figure out, and perhaps it can protect him.

The powerful power of fire surrounded the Plague Gourd, and the Fire Dragon transformed by “Flame” entwined itself tightly around the gourd.

However, half a minute later, the Plague Gourd did not change at all, as if the flames around it did not exist.

“How is that possible?”

Yan’s eyes flashed with disbelief.

While it hadn’t recovered from its injuries yet, its power was one-hundredth less than it had been at its peak.

But this Plague Gourd was clearly even more damaged than it.

As a mid-grade spiritual artifact, it couldn’t even refine it!

“There’s something strange about this broken gourd!”

Just as this thought crossed Yan’s mind, Lu Qing’s voice echoed from above.

“Senior Yan, what’s wrong?”

A flicker of embarrassment crossed Yan’s eyes, but he still told the truth: “There seems to be something strange about this Plague Gourd. I can’t refine it for the time being.”

“What should I do?”

Lu Qing’s words betrayed no emotion.

Yet, Yan’s heart inexplicably tightened.

It thought for a moment and said, “My true spirit hasn’t fully recovered, and I have limited power to draw upon. I’m afraid I won’t be able to defeat this plague gourd anytime soon. I need your help.”

“Okay!” Lu Qing agreed immediately. “I’ll use the great formation within this cave to help you slay this old ghost!”

As soon as the words fell, “Yan” felt a powerful formation force bless the Lihuo Cauldron.

Simultaneously, a vast amount of spiritual energy surged into the cauldron.

Its spirit suddenly lifted, and it unceremoniously swallowed it all.

The next moment, its body within the spiritual artifact suddenly expanded.

It swallowed the plague gourd in one gulp, spiraling upwards, its endless firepower penetrating the gourd.

The plague old man, hiding deep within the gourd, was secretly delighted that “Yan” couldn’t do anything to him.

But he never expected “Yan”‘s aura to suddenly surge more than tenfold.

His eyes suddenly widened in disbelief, “How is this possible!”

His mind raced, and he mobilized the remaining strength of his soul, activating the Plague Gourd’s power to resist.

However, it was all in vain. Under the intense refinement of “Yan,”

white flames continuously seeped into the Plague Gourd’s interior

, destroying layer upon layer of restrictions that the Plague Old Man had painstakingly cultivated within the gourd. The gray plague aura was completely incinerated, slowly spreading deeper into the gourd.

No matter how hard the Plague Old Man tried, he could not stop it.

“No!”

The Plague Old Man looked on in horror as the white flames continued to encroach upon the space where his true spirit resided.

His soul suddenly gave way to a violent tremor: “Young Master, I surrender! I willingly release my true spirit and submit to you!”

The white flames, which were about to consume the Plague Old Man’s true spirit, instantly ceased.

“Yan” also looked upwards.

The Plague Old Man breathed a sigh of relief.

But the next moment, Lu Qing’s cold voice echoed from above: “Too late, old Plague! I gave you a chance, but you didn’t cherish it. ‘Yan’, refine him for me!”

This statement not only startled Yan, but also shocked the old Plague.

He shouted, “Master, it was all a misunderstanding. I was too rude. I shouldn’t have provoked you like that.

I know I was wrong. Please forgive me this time.

From now on, I will serve you wholeheartedly and wholeheartedly!”

To save his life, the old Plague abandoned all dignity, addressing Lu Qing directly as “Master” and calling himself “Old Slave. “

His servile and fawning attitude stunned Yan.

He knew that those in the demonic realm were cunning, despicable, and shameless.

But he had never imagined that a former master of the Yuanshen realm would be so shameless in order to survive.

But Yan was even more surprised.

Despite the Plague Ghost’s humble plea for mercy, Lu Qing remained unmoved.

He simply said, “‘Yan,’ didn’t you hear me? Refine him!”

Lu Qing’s tone intensified.

Yan understood that this man was truly determined to refine the Plague Ghost to death,

not just to scare him into submission.

Sensing the discontent in Lu Qing’s tone, Yan dared not neglect his actions. He immediately summoned his flames again, spreading them towards the Plague Ghost.

“No! No!”

The Plague Ghost couldn’t believe that even after such a low attitude, Lu Qing would still refine him to death.

He shouted, “Master, I truly know I’m wrong. Please give me one more chance to become your most loyal servant!

Furthermore, if you refine me to death, the Plague Gourd’s rank will drop, transforming it into a treasure.

This would be a great loss for you, Master. I hope you will reconsider!”

Unfortunately, his plea for mercy received no response from Lu Qing.

In Lu Qing’s silence, “Yan” urged the white flames and finally broke through to the space where the Plague Old Man was hiding.

Seeing the white flames that revealed a terrifying aura approaching his true spirit inch by inch.

The Plague Old Man finally despaired.

A madness appeared on his face.

“Little beast, you want me to die, then let’s all die together!”

After saying that, his mind was running at a high speed, wanting to detonate the core restriction in the Plague Gourd, self-destruct the spiritual weapon, and die together with Lu Qing.

However, when his mind penetrated into the core restriction, he found that he could no longer activate the power of the Plague Gourd.

“Want to self-destruct?”

“Yan”‘s resounding voice echoed deep within the gourd.

“Old Plague Ghost, if you had detonated the restriction from the very beginning, perhaps I wouldn’t have been able to stop you.

But you’re too afraid of death. My flames are nearly scorching you to death, so you’re thinking of self-destruction.

Do you really think my power is just for show? Die!”

With these words, a multitude of white flames infiltrated the depths of the gourd and charged towards the Plague Old Man’s true spirit.

“No!!!”

The Plague Old Man, already weak in spirit, could not withstand the terrifying inferno imbued with a trace of the power of laws.

Without even the slightest resistance, he was instantly incinerated, completely consuming nothing.

After scorching the Plague Old Man’s true spirit, “Yan” immediately expelled the Plague Gourd from its belly, withdrawing all the flames.

Without the spirit’s control over the restriction, the Plague Gourd’s rank dropped.

If it didn’t withdraw its power, this spiritual weapon would be completely destroyed.

Lu Qing reappeared in the spiritual weapon space.

“Young Master, this is the gourd spiritual artifact left behind by the old plague ghost.”

“Yan” handed the plague gourd in his hand to Lu Qing.

He even changed his address, no longer calling Lu Qing “boy.

” Lu Qing took the gourd. Now the plague gourd was no longer half the height of a man, but the size of a palm, which could be held with just one hand.

“Young Master, this gourd seems a little strange. Even my flames can’t do anything to it. I’m afraid there’s something else going on.”

(End of this chapter)