Chapter 1277: Only Accept the Primordial Purple Qi Crystal

In the courtyard of the Hidden Spirit Sect,

Xu Fan noticed Li Xingci looking a bit weak and handed him a healing holy elixir.

"Do you need me to step in for you this time?" Xu Fan asked.

"No need, Master. I was injured by a saint in the Cycle of Rebirth. Once I become a quasi-saint, I’ll settle the score," Li Xingci replied.

"That’s the spirit," Xu Fan said with a smile.

"Master, the Cycle of Rebirth has expanded from the size of a small thousand worlds to that of the Wood Origin Immortal Realm."

"It might soon grow as large as the entire Wood Origin Immortal Realm," Li Xingci reported.

"That’s still a ways off. As long as there’s chaotic energy, the Cycle of Rebirth will keep expanding."

"With expansion comes opportunities. You’ll need to seize them when the time comes," Xu Fan advised.

"Understood, Master," Li Xingci nodded.

"By the way, Elder Wang asked me to give you this," Xu Fan said, producing a cloak that radiated the aura of an innate supreme treasure.

"Did you tell him about me?"

"We chatted briefly. Just take it; no need to be shy," Xu Fan said, draping the cloak over Li Xingci.

The cloak had been in Wang Yulun’s treasure vault for some time.

"This cloak suits you well and will aid you in the new Cycle of Rebirth," Xu Fan remarked, pleased as he watched Li Xingci adjust the cloak.

"Master, please thank Elder Wang for me," Li Xingci said before departing.

"We’re family; no thanks needed," Xu Fan said, watching Li Xingci leave.

"By now, Number One should have received the message. I wonder if he’ll find the chaotic truth," Xu Fan mused, reclining on his lounge chair.

In the Chaotic Rune Hall of the Beast God Demon Empire,

Number One frowned slightly as he read Xu Fan’s message.

"Chaotic truth? What’s that? I’ll look into it after I finish with these millions of pillars," Number One thought, eyeing the dense array of Chaotic Rune Pillars.

Just as he reached for the next pillar,

The hall’s door creaked open.

The Great God or Demon who had brought Number One in entered.

He immediately unleashed a flurry of chaotic rune chains, binding Number One’s avatar.

"Your trial is to free yourself from these chaotic rune chains," the Great God or Demon declared.

Number One, feeling the chains, couldn’t help but feel a bit exasperated.

"I’ve already mastered high school level, and you’re giving me a primary school problem."

Though it was simple, Number One pretended to struggle as he methodically unfastened each chain.

"Not bad. Follow me. There are tasks for you to complete," the Great God or Demon said, heading towards the temple exit.

Number One quickly followed his new master.

In the God Demon Weapons Workshop, piles of chaotic spirit ore appeared before Number One.

"In 200 years, refine 10 Primal Spiritual Treasures," Great God or Demon Mist commanded.

"Each one must be of fine quality. I’ll inspect them when you’re done."

"If you fail, you’ll be demoted to a laborer in the workshop," he added sternly.

"Understood, Master Mist," Number One replied obediently.

"Focus on refining the Spiritual Treasures. Prove your worth, and I’ll teach you how to craft Primordial Supreme Treasures in the future," Great God or Demon Mist said with a smile.

"I understand, Master," Number One nodded solemnly.

After Great God or Demon Mist left, Number One began sorting through the chaotic spirit ore, selecting the best pieces.

"Guess I’ll take a quick break," Number One muttered, relieved.

Just as Number One finished selecting the chaotic spirit ore and prepared to start refining,

Great God or Demon Mist suddenly reappeared. "The task has changed. You must refine all the chaotic spirit ore here into Primal Spiritual Treasures," he declared.

"I’ll activate time acceleration for you. Complete it within ten thousand years, and you’ll be richly rewarded," Great God or Demon Mist added.

"Master Mist, why the sudden change?" Number One asked, confused.

"The empire urgently needs Primal Spiritual Treasures. We must speed up production."

"Rumors say the Primordial God Demon Empire has lost their leader. We need to prepare," Great God or Demon Mist explained, his voice tinged with excitement.

"Are we going to war?" Number One asked.

"War implies equal strength. This is annexation," Great God or Demon Mist corrected.

After a few more instructions, Great God or Demon Mist left.

Number One surveyed the mountains of chaotic spirit ore. He first crafted a large furnace of Primal Spiritual Treasure grade.

He began refining the chaotic spirit ore.

Soon, he felt the space around him accelerate in time.

"This time acceleration is insane. Too bad my main body can’t use it," Number One sighed.

While only a moment passed outside, over eight thousand years elapsed for Number One.

The piles of chaotic spirit ore surrounding him vanished, transformed into Primal Spiritual Treasures.

As time acceleration ended, Great God or Demon Mist entered.

He gazed at the floating Primal Spiritual Treasures and nodded in approval.

"Impressive. As expected of my disciple—each piece is a masterpiece."

"Are you confident in refining Primordial Supreme Treasures now?" Great God or Demon Mist asked.

"I am, but my understanding of the chaotic runes system is limited. It restricts the types of Primordial Supreme Treasures I can craft," Number One admitted.

"Will an extra 100,000 years suffice?" Great God or Demon Mist’s eyes gleamed with golden light.

With chaotic artifact masters scarce in the Beast God Demon Empire, every additional one meant more Spiritual Treasures.

"One hundred thousand years will be enough. I guarantee I’ll refine various Primordial Supreme Treasures by then," Number One vowed.

"Good. When you become a Xuanhuang-grade chaotic artifact master, I’ll bring you chaotic truth to ensure you ascend to Primordial-grade," Great God or Demon Mist promised.

"Primordial artifact master, chaotic truth… Master Mist, how are they connected?" Number One asked, curious.

"Chaotic truth is essential for crafting Primordial Supreme Treasures."

"You’ll understand once you reach Xuanhuang-grade," Great God or Demon Mist replied.

He then led Number One to the Chaotic Rune Hall.

Meanwhile, in the Hidden Spirit Sect’s courtyard,

Xu Fan was examining Han Feiyu’s prized jade gourd.

"Master Ancestor, have you discovered something new?" Han Feiyu asked.

"Not really. Just felt like taking a look," Xu Fan said, handing the jade gourd back.

"Master Ancestor, is there a way to remove the restrictions on this layer of the jade gourd?" Han Feiyu asked, feeling it would take ages to become a Great Saint.

"Dream on. Isn’t the Xuanhuang aura already enough for you to mess around with?" Xu Fan teased, eyeing Han Feiyu.

"Grandson wants to buy Xuanhuang Supreme Treasures, but those big trading houses only accept Primordial Purple Qi crystals," Han Feiyu complained, frustrated.