Chapter 149 - 109: Taking Stock of the Harvest and Fei Lian Eight Winds

Chapter 149: Chapter 109: Taking Stock of the Harvest and Fei Lian Eight Winds

Chen Shang’s Sea of Consciousness had become clearer and more transparent than before, and the texture of his Spiritual Power had grown denser. He opened his eyes. His Spirit had stabilized at 122 down from 125, but the impurities had been thoroughly cleansed.

After all the preparations were complete, he went to the temporarily constructed high-temperature zone in the laboratory. The Heart of Fire floated within an isolation shield, its pale gold light much more stable than when they had just returned from the Red Flame Realm.

Activating his Eye of Truth, he clearly saw the energy brand left inside the Heart of Fire by the Cyan Bird Face’s millennium-long parasitism.

There were twelve tentacle-like roots—three main roots and nine lateral ones—plunged deeply into the crevices of the Fire Element Origin, just like iron nails driven into a wooden stake.

If these Wind Element impurities were not removed, the Heart of Fire would never be able to return to its pure state.

Chen Shang took that Divine Sword out of his Space Book. The blazing white light of the blade looked exceptionally cold and clear under the lights of the Recording Chamber.

He pressed the tip of the sword against the base of the first main root and gave it a gentle flick.

The blade submerged into the orb of light, cleanly severing the first main root, like a scalpel separating diseased cells from healthy tissue.

Cyan light surged from the cut, attempting to re-coalesce, but under Chen Shang’s suppression, it quickly dispersed. He used a specially-made Crystal Bottle to collect that mass of Wind Element, which was also mixed with a small portion of the Fire Element.

Because the Divine Sword’s function was to sever the Fire Element, the Heart of Fire was willing to sacrifice this small adhered portion, which essentially equated to severing the Wind Element.

When the first main root was cut off, the light of the Heart of Fire flared. "That feels so good! Keep going, keep going!"

The second main root ran deeper, anchored right next to the central node of the Fire Element Origin. Chen Shang’s sword tip paused there for a moment.

The Cyan Bird Face squeezed out once again, frantically interfering with the elements in a desperate attempt to hinder Chen Shang’s actions.

"Kid... let me off... I’ll tell you the coordinates of a Plane... There’s a treasure far more precious than the Heart of Fire there... Wind Source Crystal Cores... an entire vein..."

Chen Shang didn’t stop. The sword tip pierced the edge of the node, and the second main root snapped. The Cyan Bird Face’s voice grew more frantic.

"If you don’t let me go... you won’t have an easy time either... I can detonate the Heart of Fire before I die... None of you will escape..."

Chen Shang collected the Wind Element impurities from the second main root into the Crystal Bottle and moved the sword tip toward the third. The Cyan Bird Face’s tone changed, shifting abruptly from threats to pleading.

"I... I can sign a Contract with you... a master-servant Contract... I can do many things for you... You know how strong my Spiritual Power is... I can help you invade other people’s dreams... steal their memories..."

Chen Shang’s hands remained perfectly steady. As the third main root was severed, the Cyan Bird Face’s pleas turned into a desperate roar. "That Plane is called the Wind Abyss... the seventy-seventh layer... right next to the Void Rift... the lair of the Wind Elemental Lord... the source of the Wind-Binding Mark... spare me..."

Ignoring it, Chen Shang quickly stripped away all twelve roots and sealed them in the Crystal Bottle. The cyan light swam sluggishly inside the glass, resembling a snake that had its bones completely removed.

Chen Shang didn’t even look at it. He picked up the bottle, turned around, and walked out of the high-temperature zone.

The Golden Crow crouched on the Recording Platform, its three talons pressed together and its feathers held tightly against its body.

It hadn’t said a single word since Chen Shang started cutting the Wind Element. It simply adjusted its condition while watching the Cyan Bird Face get stripped away by the Divine Sword and stored inside the bottle.

Chen Shang placed the Crystal Bottle on the platform, then took out the Spiritual Dissolver and several bottles of Clearing Agents from his Space Book, lining them up in a neat row.

"Sit still. Don’t move."

The Golden Crow obediently sat up straight.

Chen Shang unscrewed the cap of the Spiritual Dissolver and poured the Potion into the Crystal Bottle. The pale purple liquid mixed with the cyan light, emitting a faint SIZZLE, like a water droplet falling onto a red-hot iron plate.

The residual Spiritual Power Fragments of the Cyan Bird Face rapidly loosened within the dissolver, shattering from large chunks into smaller pieces, from smaller pieces into powder, and from powder into microscopic particles completely invisible to the naked eye.

Once the dissolution was complete, Chen Shang sent his Spiritual Power into the bottle, using his Eye of Truth to filter out the particles with the purest color and most stable energy.

These were the true essence accumulated over the Cyan Bird Face’s millennium of Cultivation. He selected roughly a third of the total amount; the remaining impurities and tainted portions were left at the bottom of the bottle to be disposed of later.

The Golden Crow raised its head. Chen Shang drew the pure Spiritual Power particles out of the bottle, forming an almost invisible stream of cyan-white light, and slowly guided it right into the Golden Crow’s body.

The stream of light flowed through the Golden Crow’s brain and poured into its Sea of Consciousness, transforming into countless tiny specks of light. They flickered like fireflies, drifting lazily within the Golden Crow’s Spiritual Force Field.

The Golden Crow’s body shuddered. Its eyes remained closed, and a wisp of Samadhi True Flame unconsciously sprouted from the tip of its beak. Its three talons relaxed from being tightly pressed together, making it look like a stuffed toy undergoing a profound internal remodeling.

After ensuring the stream of light was completely absorbed, Chen Shang picked up a bottle of Spiritual Purity Cleanser, unscrewed the cap, and poured it directly into the Golden Crow’s beak.

As the pale blue liquid slid down its throat, the Golden Crow’s body suddenly tensed before completely relaxing. Its eyes fell completely shut, and its breathing became slow and steady.

"It will probably sleep for a few days." Chen Shang scanned the Golden Crow’s Sea of Consciousness to confirm that the Cyan Bird Face’s will had been completely eradicated. All that remained inside were those pure Spiritual Power Fragments. There was no parasitism, no pollution, and absolutely no hidden backdoors.

In its deep slumber, the Golden Crow’s consciousness instinctively devoured those fragments.

Chen Shang carefully placed the Golden Crow in the Temperature-Controlled District, cushioning it with a soft cloth and covering it with a thermal insulation layer. Surtr lay silently beside it, his dark gold eyes watching the Golden Crow without making a single sound.

The Heart of Fire’s orb of light floated gently within its isolation shield. Its pale gold glow was noticeably brighter than before, shining like a lamp that had just been refilled with oil. "Um... if it’s asleep, who’s going to teach me to study?"