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Donghuang is coming!

Feng Qing’an stood up, his face somewhat excited. He glanced down at the Third Grade Black Lotus he had just cultivated, feeling the rich Innate Origin Power within it, and he couldn’t help but smile.

The promotion of Donghuang this time also boosted his cultivation. He had originally wondered how long it would take for him to complete the cultivation of the Heavenly Beast Master, but as it seems now, he only needs to refine this Third Grade Black Lotus and condense the tenth Soul Contract with ease.

As an Innate Yin Spirit, the Origin Power feedback from Donghuang could enhance his soul foundation, and hence drive the cultivation of the Soul Power, the only difference being the additional attributes she acquired after surviving the heavenly catastrophe.

His body had also been directly affected, but the most heavily impacted had been his soul. Feng Qing’an could now feel a swelling sensation between his brows, as if a powerful force was about to gush out and grant him the Heavenly Eye.

Of course, that was just a jest. As inherently of Chun Yang nature, Feng Qing’an’s eyes were more acute than ninety-nine percent of the Heavenly Eyes in this world. Unless there was a barrier between the two realms, nothing could obstruct Feng Qing’an’s vision.

“It’s time to prepare!”

Feng Qing’an, who had steadied his emotions, looked at the giant skeleton. Since the cultivation of the Heavenly Beast Master was at hand, he needed to seal a pact with a spiritual entity that either had potential or battle power rated above a Lord, upon completing his cultivation.

It didn’t matter whether it was alive or dead, or even if the existence was more ethereal and unique. The key was its possession of its own spiritual intelligence, which would enable him to make a pact with it.

At present, Feng Qing’an’s first choice was naturally the half-spiritualized giant skeleton.

The giant skeleton, which had been completely petrified and lost its vitality due to the passage of time, reflected a faint red-gold glow of spirituality on its upper body, as if it was about to come back to life.

According to the appraisal of Cave Sky’s spirit, the giant was halfway alive. Yet, Feng Qing’an discovered that it had not yet spawned spiritual intellect, but only possessed the foundation to do so.

Based on Feng Qing’an’s own assessment, once he spiritualized the full body of the giant skeleton using Soul Power, the giant would necessarily generate weak spirituality that he could pact with. Whether it would have complete thinking would depend on his subsequent cultivation.

However, according to Feng Qing’an’s initial plan, his aim in resurrecting the giant was to find a second body for combat. He would take full control of it through “Summoning”, participating in potentially dangerous events that he wanted to intervene in but was inconvenient for his main body to join.

So, Feng Qing’an wasn’t really concerned with whether it would have a complete consciousness. As long as it doesn’t affect his control over the giant’s body after making the pact, it would suffice.

“Hurry up and revive! Wan Li!”

Feng Qing’an stood on a vertebra of the giant skeleton, his palm rested on the stone-like bone joint that had not yet been covered by the light of spirituality. The suddenly enhanced Soul Power was generously poured into it by him.

“I’ve been waiting for you for a long time!”

The upper body of the giant that glowed with a faint aura of spirituality was still silent like the past years, showing no response. Only within the eye sockets of the skull, a glimmer of flame seemed to flicker.

Feng Qing’an was not let down by this. He was accustomed to it. Ever since he took the giant skeleton away from the underworld, he almost never stopped. Every day he found time to inject Soul Power into it, granting it spirituality.

“It’s your turn now!”

When the consumption of Soul Power reached a point close to half, Feng Qing’an glanced at the rocky skeleton that he had granted spirituality to today. Then, stepping on the cloud, he flew down to a small hill next to the giant skeleton.

On the hilltop filled with Yin Qi, a sapling blooming with warm light like a burning sun gently swayed. Firebirds that crowed appeared on the branches. Their scarlet eyes brimmed with familiarity. Looking at Feng Qing’an who had landed in front of the tree, they watched him quietly as he transferred Soul Power.

After everything was done, Feng Qing’an, without needing to find the Cave Sky spirit, vanished in a flash. When he reappeared, he was back in the courtyard. Other than Black Mountain and Sen Miao, no one knew that he had left and returned in such a short period of time.

“Amitabha!”

In an unnamed wasteland outside Fengtian city, a monk with a golden crest above his head was meditating with his eyes closed. When he heard the Buddhist chant, he slowly opened his eyes and looked at the old monk standing in front of him, his face filled with sorrow.

“I apologize for interrupting your meditation, Master. However, there is an event that will influence the prosperity of the Buddhist Gate which I needed urgently to discuss with you. I thus took the liberty to intrude, and I implore your forgiveness!”

“What event is the elder referring to?”

Yinghai slowly stood up, wielding a copper staff. Although he had not intentionally hidden, unless greatly virtuous senior monks from the Buddhist Gate found him, he would remain undiscovered given the protection of the Seven-treasure Gold Crest. He suspected the old monk before him to be close to the Arhat Venerable Fruit Position.

“May I ask, Master Yinghai, what brings you on this journey across the sea?”

The old monk didn’t immediately ask the young monk radiating deadly aura standing before him for help. Instead, he first inquired about the latter’s intention in crossing the vast maritime border and coming to their location on Nan Hua Continent. Especially with him bringing so many Buddhist treasures, was he planning to establish a base for the Heavenly Dragon Zen Temple here?

“Nothing particular, just wandering through the world to refine my Zen Heart!”

Yinghai replied calmly. However, his words caused the old monk’s eyebrows to flutter slightly, as he didn’t believe that crossing the sea was something one could do on a whim.