With a single stroke of the sword, the head of the Qingluan fell to the ground, blood gushing out. A generation's revered being thus perished.
Shi Hao's eyes widened. What was that chaotic sword light? It swept past, causing fear and awe. Such a powerful and mysterious small tower.
“Roar!” The little bear cub shouted and lunged forward, trying to claim the Qingluan's body. Such a large body of a revered being was full of treasures; how could it be missed?
“Mine, mine!” The little bear cub cried out, wrestling with the small tower.
The small tower expanded and slowly absorbed the Qingluan's head. Despite Shi Hao's struggles, it was unyielding, pulling the spoils into the tower and beginning the process of refinement.
“I’m going to fight you, little tower!” Shi Hao yelled. Guarding such a huge treasure and not obtaining anything would be too much of a loss.
At this moment, the little bear cub revealed its true, fierce nature, grappling with the small tower and making a fuss.
However, it was in vain. The small tower was incredibly mysterious and powerful, far beyond his current realm. It wobbled slightly in response, then continued to head towards the headless body of the Qingluan.
“This is mine! How can you do this?” Shi Hao exclaimed, rushing forward and grabbing the Qingluan's body, pulling it back with all his strength.
Unfortunately, he still failed, unable to compete with the small tower. He watched helplessly as the tower slowly absorbed the body, its entire surface glowing with a soft light.
This made the little bear cub sulk. For the first time in its life, it had been outdone, feeling powerless against the small tower.
As the Qingluan was about to vanish completely, it angrily shouted, “Little tower, you’re too much! Not even a single hair was left for me!”
The usually “ferocious” and always a little trickster little bear cub, feeling so thoroughly beaten, was extremely unwilling and kept howling to express its dissatisfaction.
“Two revered beings, such a big mountain, and you swallowed them all. Aren’t you afraid of bursting?”
As soon as the words were spoken, the Qingluan disappeared, and even the last visible part of its body vanished, leaving nothing behind.
Shi Hao was furious, his face darkened as he ground his teeth. “You didn’t even leave a single hair. This is too much!”
The small tower shrank back to its original size, smooth and lustrous, turning gracefully in the void.
Then, a bright bird feather fell, drifting down from the tower to the ground, leaving a streak of flowing light.
Shi Hao's eyes widened, then he jumped up in anger. “How shameless! You really only left me a single feather!”
The little bear cub was enraged, grabbing the small tower and shaking it vigorously. It had never seen such a bad character. It said that not even a single hair was left, and yet the small tower, just to refute him, had actually spat out a feather.
“I’m going to fight you!” The little bear cub bared its teeth and claws, holding the small tower and trying to stuff it into its mouth, biting down hard with its white teeth, crunching away.
“Ouch, it hurts so much!” Shi Hao cried out. He had bitten and chewed many things, from sand at the bottom of the old spring to spider legs, but now his teeth were hurting.
The little bear cub held its cheek, fuming, glaring at the small tower, wishing it could throw it on the ground and stomp on it.
But every time he threw it, the small tower hovered in the air and did not fall, leaving him helpless.
“Little tower, you’ve really disappointed me. You’re so unkind,” Shi Hao fumed, sitting on the ground, sulking and ignoring it.
“I did leave you a feather,” the small tower said, swaying closer.
“You still dare to say that!” The little bear cub erupted again, grabbing it and gnawing at it, but still unable to make any progress. It angrily said, “Don’t make me mad!”
“This is a divine bird feather, quite good already,” the small tower said softly.
“Pah! I want to eat you!” The little bear cub expressed its serious dissatisfaction in this manner.
“Don’t be impatient. This is not an ordinary feather. It accompanied the Qingluan throughout its life and has never fallen or been replaced. It is a precious feather,” the small tower said.
Shi Hao listened and turned back, saying, “So what? It’s still just a feather. All the original symbol bones and other good things have been swallowed by you. You need to compensate me and teach me a great divine skill.”
The small tower swayed as if it had eaten too much. “I don’t have any divine skills to teach.”
“Who are you trying to fool? I see you’ve eaten many divine birds and fierce beasts. Otherwise, how would those marks have appeared? You have many more marks from spiders and Qingluan, clearer and stronger than theirs, densely packed,” Shi Hao said sharply, having already noticed this.
However, those marks had now faded, only visible when the small tower was using its power.
“It only means that I am injured. Those are cracks that need some materials to repair,” the small tower replied.
It quickly changed the topic, telling Shi Hao that this feather was truly extraordinary, being a divine feather nurtured by the essence blood of the Qingluan.
“Among all the feathers on its body, only this one is extraordinary, truly a divine Luan feather with the aura of its ancestors.”
“Is that true?” Shi Hao asked suspiciously, picking up the feather from the ground. He found it light and insubstantial, without any special qualities.
He immediately made a face, feeling deceived. How could a divine feather be like this? Wasn’t it said that even a feather dropped by a revered being could crush a group of strong experts?
“This reflects a return to simplicity. Some fierce beasts and divine birds, in their pursuit of strength, make their bodies and feathers too tough and heavy, which isn’t necessarily good. This feather is very natural. Just try waving it with force, and you’ll know,” the small tower explained.
The feather, in its return to simplicity, was only a foot long, but when flicked, it made a crisp sound, shining with a spectrum of colors, like a collision of metal and stone.
Shi Hao waved it lightly, and with a swish, a dazzling sword light split the air, humming loudly as if it cut through the void, extraordinarily powerful.
Shi Hao was astonished. This feather was not simple. When fully activated, its green light surged, and just the domineering sword light it emitted was enough to shatter many precious items.
“After all, it’s just a feather. I can’t fight someone with just a feather, can I?” Shi Hao asked.
“This is a good material. You can keep it and use it to forge weapons in the future,” the small tower said, introducing the feather's remarkable qualities.
According to it, this feather could be called a primordial true feather, a refined essence of a divine bird, and was the only feather connected to the primordial symbol bones.
It contained primordial runes, but unlike primordial treasures, it couldn’t be observed directly, making it akin to a naturally born primordial treasure.
“A precious feather that grew together with bones is indeed nice,” Shi Hao finally nodded, feeling slightly reassured.
“What can it be used for in the future?” He placed the feather on his head, looking increasingly like a small native from the Great Wilderness, though his bright eyes were full of spirit.
“It can be forged into a Five Birds Fan. When completed, its power will be unimaginable,” the small tower said.
Shi Hao was surprised. In ancient times, there were a few great weapons that shocked both the ancient and modern worlds, such as the Qian Kun Bag and the Transforming Heaven Bowl. Such items were nearly otherworldly.
He reviewed ancient books and recalled that the Five Birds Fan was among them. Once forged, its power was rarely seen in the world. With just a gentle wave, mountains would turn to dust, vast lakes and rivers would evaporate. It was almost unimaginable.
According to the small tower, this divine feather could be used as one of the materials. As the name suggests, the Five Birds Fan requires five types of divine feathers, and there are still four more needed for the refinement.
After hearing this, Shi Hao felt much more balanced. Otherwise, with two revered beings consumed by the small tower, leaving him with just a single feather would have driven him mad.
"You need to guide me on how to refine the Five Birds Fan."
"Sure, you should look around. There should be records in some of the great sects of the world. This is not a rare secret; only the divine materials are missing," the small tower replied.
"Remember, during the refinement, other feathers can be used as substitutes, but to achieve the maximum power, it’s best to use the primordial true feather of a divine bird," the small tower added.
Shi Hao took note and touched his chest. He still had a fiery red feather from Xiao Hong, which was left in Shi Village. He couldn’t help but feel hopeful.
"Where is Xiao Hong? If only I could pluck a feather, or if this one were a primordial true feather."
Far away, a small red bird was lounging lazily on an ancient tree rooted in a sea of fire. At this moment, for some unknown reason, it shivered with a sudden chill.
"Which bad guy is thinking of me? I hope they don’t let me find out," it thought. At its level, it was naturally very perceptive and sometimes had very real premonitions.
The light vanished, the divine platform disappeared, and the small tower was hanging from Shi Hao’s hair, pure and lustrous, like a jade carving, barely noticeable.
He appeared before the crowd, but the battlefield was now empty, with both the demonic spider and the Qingluan completely gone. The place was silent, eerily so.
"Sister, sister, did he really kill the Qingluan revered one? How amazing!" Finally, the silence was broken by a girl from the Ancient Divine Mountain, only about five or six years old, innocent and romantic, clinging to a young woman, speaking in innocent tones.
The next moment, the area erupted.
The Qingluan and the Black-eyed Demon Spider Shi Hao had slain were two immensely powerful revered beings, dominating the wilderness and looking down upon all. To see them end up like this was shocking.
He was still a teenager, only in his teens, and had killed two revered beings. Who would believe such a thing? It was bound to shake the world.
People knew he might have summoned spirits and ancient battle souls, not fighting alone, but the outcome was what mattered most—he survived, and the two revered beings were erased.
The training ground outside the capital was in an uproar, with endless discussions erupting as if ignited.
"How did you manage this? It’s really worrying, but I’m glad you’re okay." Fire Spirit Girl, graceful and elegant, was puzzled, unable to imagine how Shi Hao achieved such a result.
In another direction, the beings from the Ancient Divine Mountain were all serious, silent, wondering if this human youth was born to counter their powerful figures.
The purple-clad girl, Yun Xi, was extremely unsettled, staring ahead. She opened her mouth to say something but remained silent.
"This guy is too impressive. How did he do it?" Silver Snow muttered beside her.
"Imperial wine," at this moment, someone from the Central Heavenly Palace arrived, carrying a jade tray with a Nine Dragons Cup, flowing with nine divine auras and emitting a rich aroma of wine.
Everyone’s expression changed. The Nine Dragons Cup was not something everyone could use. Usually, only a few could be granted such wine, not even princes had this opportunity.
What did this signify? Did the Stone Emperor value this youth? It likely meant he was one of the candidates for the successor, causing a stir.
"Although I know you must have some trump cards, it still surprises me that you could defeat two revered beings. You’re dangerous; I’ll have to be more cautious in the future," the Heavenly Fox Fairy approached, her stunning, white face smiling. Her beauty was unparalleled, captivating everyone.
On the other side, the Moon Chan Fairy also appeared, saying, "He is a disciple of my Celestial Repairing Sect."
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