Chapter 466: Refining Treasures

The moment Wang Lin stepped out, Wang Zhuo shouted, "All members of the Wang Family, kneel!"

Outside the Ancestral Home, there were hundreds of densely packed direct descendants of the Wang Family, who all knelt down one after another. Regardless of their status or the power and prestige they enjoyed among Mortals, in their eyes, the one they were kneeling to was their progenitor!

He was the Old Immortal, the Old Ancestor of the Wang Family from six hundred years ago!

Kneeling before the Old Ancestor was the filial piety due from the descendants!

Moreover, this Old Ancestor before them was a person of great renown across the entire Vermilion Bird Star. The Wang Family was one of the few on the Vermilion Bird Star that, even if their Mortals encountered Cultivators, the Cultivators would still treat the Family respectfully!

All of this was simply because the Wang Family had produced a Wang Lin!!!

Wang Zhuo looked at Wang Lin and said in a deep voice, "Wang Lin, I have brought all the direct descendants of the Wang Family to see you off!"

Wang Lin looked at these descendants—strangers yet connected by blood—and after a long moment, he nodded slightly and said calmly, "You may all rise."

The members of the Wang Family stood up one after another, looking respectfully toward Wang Lin.

"After I leave, the Wang Family will rely on you," Wang Lin said softly, glancing at Wang Zhuo.

Wang Zhuo fell silent, and after a short while, he sighed and said, "Six hundred years have passed in a flash. Wang Lin, travel safely. I will guard the matters of the main Family."

Wang Lin turned his head, took a deep look at the Ancestral Hall, then stepped forward, immediately vanishing without a trace.

Inside the Ancestral Home, it was completely silent. All the Family members bowed down again.

"Farewell, Progenitor!"

Sounds of heartfelt reverence came from the mouths of the Family members… Wang Zhuo looked towards the Void Realm, his eyes recalling the year he followed his father to the village where Wang Lin's Family lived, seeing a youth accompanying his Second Uncle, greeting everyone with a smiling face.

The smile on that youth's face grew larger and larger in Wang Zhuo's eyes, eventually becoming the only image in his mind… "Wang Lin…" Two lines of old tears streamed down Wang Zhuo's face.

In the eastern part of the Vermilion Bird Star, on a desolate plain, Wang Lin traveled rapidly with his hands clasped behind his back, the sound of the Mosquito Beast whistling through the air beneath his feet.

His gaze was sharp as he looked around while flying. After a short while, his expression shifted. The Mosquito Beast immediately understood Wang Lin's intent, let out a long cry, and quickly descended, landing on the plain in the blink of an eye.

Wang Lin stepped forward, standing on the ground. The Mosquito Beast stood obediently nearby, its eyes vigilantly scanning the surroundings.

Wang Lin patted his Storage Pouch, and a streak of green light flashed out, transforming into the Thunder Frog.

As soon as the Thunder Frog appeared, it immediately roared a few times, causing the Mosquito Beast to repeatedly whistle as it approached, using its massive proboscis to constantly poke at the Thunder Frog, playing around.

Wang Lin opened his Storage Pouch and swept it with his Divine Sense.

He chose this location precisely because it was remote. Wang Lin intended to organize and refine some of the Magic Treasures inside his Storage Pouch before leaving.

First were the Immortal Sword and the curved saber. He glanced at these two items and ignored them.

As for the Battle Axe, this item did not require refining; it was intended for his True Body.

Wang Lin still did not know the mystery contained within the four Scabbards. Leaving the Vermilion Bird Star now was a regret in Wang Lin's heart.

With a wave of his right hand, the four Scabbards floated before him. Wang Lin sat cross-legged and exhaled a stream of Primordial Spirit Qi, immediately enveloping the four Scabbards.

He began the refining process.

Time slowly passed. Three days later, Wang Lin's eyes flashed. The connection between the four Scabbards and his mind had become increasingly tight. He waved his right hand and put away the Scabbards.

This time, Wang Lin took out the Kunji Whip.

A trace of Divine Sense was condensed on this whip, which Wang Lin could not break with his current cultivation, but he had a way to deal with it.

With a movement of his Divine Thought, the Pagoda containing Zhou Yi's Divine Sense immediately flew out of the Storage Pouch and landed on the ground. Instantly, Soul Transformation Divine Sense spread out.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed, he performed Hand Seals with both hands, pointed at the Kunji Whip in the Void Realm, and struck out a Spirit Art.

The whip immediately shook, and a white light diffused from it. This white light was incomparably domineering; the moment it appeared, it scattered instantly, forcefully shattering Wang Lin's Spirit Art.

Wang Lin's expression remained calm. With a thought, Zhou Yi's Divine Sense on the Pagoda immediately converged frantically towards the Pagoda. A stream of green light instantly wrapped around the Kunji Whip, and within the green light was the white light.

Wang Lin's gaze was calm. He pointed at his glabella with his right hand, and his Primordial Spirit immediately shook, leaving his body and rushing toward the Kunji Whip, beginning the refining process.

This process lasted for seven days.

Seven days later, Zhou Yi's Soul Transformation Divine Sense, combined with Wang Lin's Primordial Spirit, finally erased the Divine Sense on the Kunji Whip. The Kunji Whip, having lost its Divine Sense, was immediately rushed by Wang Lin's Primordial Spirit, leaving a trace of imprint within it.

Looking at the Kunji Whip, Wang Lin could feel the mysterious sensation of it being one with himself. Inside the Kunji Whip were many Formations. Like the Straw Hat, the Kunji Whip was formed internally by condensed Formations.

Among these two treasures, the Straw Hat was clearly not unique, which significantly reduced its value. Aside from concealing one's appearance, Wang Lin also discerned some clues from Yun Quezi's Jade Slip.

However, its greatest use to him was the ability to derive Restrictions from the Formations within it, allowing his Restriction Banner to be upgraded once more!

Wang Lin's current goal for the Restrictions on the Restriction Banner was nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine sets. To achieve this goal, he needed to master a vast number of Restriction Techniques.

As for the Kunji Whip, Wang Lin determined that it was not a Pseudo-Immortal Treasure. Although it was condensed with Immortal Power and could be utilized, its power was strangely erratic and far inferior to using Spirit Qi.

This puzzled Wang Lin greatly. Upon studying it, he found that the item didn't even require Spirit Qi; simply drawing it out would naturally imbue it with a strange power.

Thus, this item immediately became mysterious in Wang Lin's eyes.

The Kunji Whip belonged to Chu Yunfei. He was forced to leave quickly. He naturally knew the Kunji Whip was mysterious, but in his eyes, it was somewhat useless. When fleeing, he hesitated slightly; constrained by the fact that the item was in Qian Feng's hands, and Qian Feng was a Disciple of the Vermilion Bird Son, he feared causing more trouble, so he abandoned it and left the Vermilion Bird Star.

Wang Lin's eyes flickered. He always felt this whip was somewhat strange. After pondering for a moment, he put the whip away.

He flipped his right hand, and another item appeared in his grasp: a Painting Scroll!

Staring at the Painting Scroll, Wang Lin remained silent for a long time before slowly putting it away. Among all his Magic Treasures, this item was second only to the Heaven Defying Bead in terms of mystery. However, now the Kunji Whip was added to that list.

Wang Lin looked up at the Void Realm, his eyes showing contemplation. Then, he swept his Storage Pouch, and a terrifying chariot covered in sharp spikes immediately materialized from within and landed on the ground ahead.

The moment the chariot appeared, sand and dust immediately swirled up all around, scattering frantically as if afraid to approach it.

Sharp spikes on the chariot gleamed with cold light, causing anyone who looked upon it to feel an irrepressible fear.

Wang Lin stared at the chariot, patted his Storage Pouch with his right hand, and the Beast-Driving Ring slowly flew out.

Wang Lin had given one God-Slaying Chariot to Situ Nan, and he still had two left. Wang Lin knew that with his current cultivation, he could not drive the largest of the two, or he would certainly suffer a backlash.

But Wang Lin was confident he could confine the second God-Slaying Chariot within the Beast-Driving Ring!

Half a month later, Wang Lin left the plain.

During this half month, the roar of a giant beast was heard almost constantly across the plain, soaring into the sky and spreading wildly.

The giant beast's roar pierced the Nine Heavens. Across the entire Vermilion Bird Star, even in the lands of the Immortal Remnant Race, many people felt the Battle Spirit's roar—one that refused to yield to heaven and earth or to anyone!

Wang Lin sat cross-legged on the Mosquito Beast's back, speeding into the distance. His face was pale, and he held a piece of Immortal Jade in his hand. After a short while, the Immortal Jade shattered, turning into dust.

The moment the Immortal Jade disappeared, another piece of Immortal Jade appeared in Wang Lin's hand, continuing to absorb Immortal Power.

The Soul Beast on the God-Slaying Chariot was stronger than Wang Lin had anticipated. Especially, there was an unyielding will on it that shot straight into the clouds—an arrogance taken to the extreme, a dominance that refused to submit to anything in the world.

In the end, Wang Lin expended tremendous effort and finally managed to confine it within the Beast-Driving Ring, though a Rift appeared in the Beast-Driving Ring.

After confining this unyielding Soul Beast, all the Immortal Power in Wang Lin's body instantly vanished, and he almost died outright. Fortunately, he had made preparations beforehand, which allowed him to persevere until the end.

Wang Lin opened his eyes and touched the Beast-Driving Ring on his wrist, a look of lingering fear in his eyes.

"This item will be a powerful Magic Treasure! It's a pity that only three main souls remain in the Soul Banner. Otherwise, using it in conjunction with the Soul Banner could completely cover up the flaw of the God-Slaying Chariot requiring a long time to activate.

With my current Magic Treasures, I have no fear facing the Middle Stage of Nascent Soul Transformation. Against an ordinary Late Stage Nascent Soul Transformation Cultivator, as long as I have time to activate the God-Slaying Chariot, I possess the strength to fight. But against those who possess an Immortal Treasure, or those at Late Stage Nascent Soul Transformation Perfection, who have one foot stepping into Soul Transformation, I am still no match. If I were to directly face a Soul Transformation Cultivator, I would have no chance of victory!

I am still too weak. Moreover, the Tian Yun Star must be an existence far superior to the Vermilion Bird Star. It certainly has far more experts than the Vermilion Bird Star. I must be careful and cautious there!"

"It's a pity the Heaven Defying Bead is still missing the Metal Attribute. Qian Feng absorbed Hong Die's Five Elements and Four Spirits. I captured the Metal Spirit, but it only allowed the Heaven Defying Bead to complete one-third of the Metal Attribute…" Wang Lin sighed softly, speeding toward the distance. The place he was heading was the country where Situ Nan was the Prince with the Same Rank as the King.

In the capital city of the Mortal Imperial Family of the Fourth-Rank Cultivation Country, Zhou Country, Situ Nan's hearty voice came from inside a massive Residence.

"Haha, serve this master well! If this master is comfortable, I'll reward you with some Spirit Pills, guaranteed to keep the skin of you young ladies fair and flawless for twenty or thirty years…"

The chirping and pleasant chatter of women continuously emerged from within, accompanied by echoing sounds of joyful music, utterly beautiful.