The sound of water flowed, tinkling like a melodious song, resonating delightfully in this grand hall. A faint mist of water parted, revealing a spring pool.
As Huo Ling’er had mentioned, to enter the Nirvana Pool, one must be pure and flawless, and perform the ancient rites. Otherwise, it would be considered desecration of the ancient Vermillion Bird, potentially leading to unforeseen events.
This was the Pure Water, reputed to be the divine bathing water, rare in the world, capable of cleansing worldly impurities without leaving any trace of dust.
Such water had no divine power; it was merely used for purification, a treasure that could heal injuries and ailments by cleansing the flesh and blood from the outside in.
But to say it was a peerless rarity would be an exaggeration; it was far inferior to various divine liquids. However, it was the best spiritual spring available at the moment, and both Shi Hao and Huo Ling’er needed it.
“You go over there,” Huo Ling’er said, shooing him away, not allowing him to come closer.
Soon, the sound of splashing water came from the spring pool. Huo Ling’er stood in the center, letting the water droplets fall on her pure white body, emitting a crystalline glow.
Her long hair was soaked, clinging to her chest and back. Her face was adorned with water droplets, her eyes serene, with a freshness akin to a lotus emerging from the water. If combined with her snow-white body, it added a bewitching charm that could turn heads.
“Hey, fatty, is everything alright? Don’t waste time. Can’t you get out? Do you need my help?” Shi Hao’s lazy voice came from afar.
“Stay where it’s cool,” Huo Ling’er gritted her teeth, her delicate white face showing frustration. Last time she had suffered a great loss, having been clumsily touched by him, and she had no way to deal with him.
“Really, you want me to stay in the cool place?” Shi Hao asked in surprise.
“Don’t come over here,” Huo Ling’er’s forehead creased with veins. She almost forgot this guy’s peculiar nature; he always found ways to point out others' mistakes. Indeed, this clear spring was the coolest place.
Soon, she finished her bath, soared into the air, and with a splash, landed in the Nirvana Pool, causing the lava to splatter high.
If an ordinary person entered, they would immediately be turned to ash, with not even bones remaining. However, this did not apply to the fire tribe’s awakener. With the true blood of the Vermillion Bird within her, she was reborn through the fire.
Entering the pool, the bright red lava submerged her snow-white body, creating a stunning contrast of red and white, both beautiful and uniquely enchanting.
Red clouds flowed into her body at a visible speed, like a stream gushing forth.
Shi Hao entered the spiritual spring pool to wash his body. He felt refreshed; this water was truly special, as if it could purify one's spirit as well. He relaxed completely.
His tall and strong body emitted a bright glow, his long hair flowing with dark luster, and his eyes became even clearer.
Finally, he stood up and said, “Don’t peek at me. We’re even now.”
From a distance, Huo Ling’er, immersed in the lava, ground her teeth in anger. What kind of talk was that? It made it sound like she was some lecherous woman. She was truly infuriated.
Shi Hao stepped through the void and fell into another Nirvana Pool with a splash, causing a large amount of lava to splash, some even landing on Huo Ling’er.
This prompted her to scream, as it reminded her of their previous passionate embrace. She felt the liquid splashing on her like worms crawling over her skin.
“Hurry up with the ancient rites and perform the ritual,” Shi Hao said.
They couldn’t offer any offerings, but they followed the ritual described by Huo Ling’er, performing the ceremony with solemnity, reciting prayers to the ancient Vermillion Bird.
Strangely, the two pools of water instantly shimmered with light, the bright red liquid emitting an astonishing life force, and the fragrance became even more exquisite.
At the same time, all the golden lotuses in the pool almost fully bloomed, and new buds appeared, dripping golden nectar that was rich and intoxicating.
Shi Hao felt his pores open up completely, finding it incredibly comfortable, unable to help but hum. On the other side, Huo Ling’er also responded with a soft moan, which was a different kind of temptation.
“Hey, are you trying to seduce me?” Shi Hao asked.
“Get lost,” the beautiful Huo Ling’er, a princess of a nation, usually paying great attention to her demeanor, couldn’t help but utter this word due to her frustration.
Suddenly, a third voice broke in, sounding extremely out of place in the vast palace.
“Wow, you’re taking a bath together. It’s so enviable it could make the immortals jealous.” The sudden, loud voice was jarring. Shi Hao was fine with it, but Huo Ling’er sank into the pool, her face flushed with embarrassment and anger.
If people saw this, it would be completely inappropriate, and the comment was far from flattering. Who could it be? She looked around.
“So much precious liquid, mine, all mine.”
Finally, Huo Ling’er located the source of the voice and guessed from the tone that it was indeed a mischievous child.
“Stinky stone, how dare you scare me?” Huo Ling’er fumed.
“Feeling embarrassed because you got caught doing something bad? It’s alright, you continue. I didn’t see anything, or you can just pretend I don’t exist,” came the taunting voice.
On Shi Hao’s hair, a small, light-golden stone flaunted itself.
It was the Strike Stone, which had consumed a lot of things years ago, such as the divine sand from the Fountain of Eternal Youth and the chaotic soil from the Kunpeng Nest. These were rare divine treasures. The stone had swallowed them without dissolving, and only after the battle at the North Sea did it begin to digest and fall into a deep sleep.
Now, it was evidently revived, full of vitality. This strange stone was much stronger and more mystical than before, truly a rare treasure that even ancient sages would envy.
Huo Ling’er heard its nonsense, feeling both embarrassed and angry. It seemed that proximity to the mischievous child had caused even this stone to become unruly.
“Hey, don’t be embarrassed. It’s just a brave leap, I’m watching you,” it said, though it wasn’t clear if it was addressing Shi Hao or Huo Ling’er.
“Speak any more nonsense, and I’ll refine you with the Saint Emperor’s formation to fill the formation’s gap,” Huo Ling’er threatened fiercely.
Then she fell silent as an overwhelming aura spread, causing the Nirvana Pool to boil. The reddish-golden liquid enveloped her, continuously凝聚, forming a large cocoon.
Soon, not only her snow-white body but also her head and hair were wrapped, isolating her aura from the outside world.
One golden lotus after another bloomed and then withered, turning into sacred light that merged into the cocoon.
“Oh no, my magma liquid!” The Strike Stone cried out in despair, feeling that the essence of the entire pool had been absorbed by the cocoon.
Unsurprisingly, Huo Ling’er had obtained great fortune and was about to undergo Nirvana here.
Shi Hao watched with great interest, then calmed himself to comprehend the peculiar power of the liquid. This was the essence remaining from the Vermillion Bird’s Nirvana, penetrating the lava, indestructible and eternal.
Almost instantly, a change occurred in his pool. The bright red liquid began to boil and quickly enveloped him, especially with streams of red clouds swirling around him like red dragons flying.
“Oh no, my divine liquid!” The Strike Stone cried out again, no longer daring to delay. It fell from Shi Hao’s hair and dove directly into the pool, drinking the magma eagerly.
However, Shi Hao’s body clearly attracted more, like a bottomless pit, crazily absorbing all the treasure liquid in the pool, which concentrated towards him.
“Pervert, how come you’re even better at this than me?” The Strike Stone howled.
Shi Hao’s body was indestructible, as strong as steel, resonating with the Nirvana Pool and absorbing all the endless essence into his flesh. A large cocoon was about to form.
Suddenly, an unexpected change occurred. His chest began to glow, emitting a world-shaking aura. The Strike Stone, startled, screamed and fled, flying out of the Nirvana Pool.
At the same time, the red clouds forming the cocoon shattered, turning into flowing light that streamed into his chest endlessly.
In that moment, the golden lotuses in the pool bloomed and then withered continuously, turning into streams of golden liquid that flowed into his chest, transforming into a shower of light, nourishing him.
“It’s terrifying, as if a god has descended upon the world.”
The Strike Stone was left with lingering fear. Having followed Shi Hao for years, it knew what was happening and was still shaken, almost being swallowed itself.
The entire pool was boiling, with various Nirvana liquids surging out, being absorbed by Shi Hao’s chest, forming a small sun there.
Shi Hao’s emotions surged with excitement, almost losing control, nearly roaring at the sky.
For years, he had been waiting and hoping for the Supreme Bone’s rebirth. Now, it truly seemed possible, and this time it was likely not just a revival.
He felt a severe itch in his chest, as if something was trying to break out.
From birth until now, his fate had been full of hardships, all due to the Supreme Bone being forcibly extracted, leading to the disintegration of his family, filled with blood and tears.
At this moment, his chest was radiant, and a blazing small sun appeared there. Upon internal examination, he could see his essence blood circulating, gradually forming a bone.
Unlike previous times, which had only formed the shape of a bone without solidifying, this time was completely different.
This was the Nirvana Pool, containing the liquid left over from the ancient Vermillion Bird’s Nirvana. For some unknown reason, it had been perfectly preserved, with its essence intact.
Now, his body was crazily absorbing all the essence, focusing it on his chest, replenishing the golden small sun.
A sharp pain surged, penetrating to the core, causing Shi Hao’s body to shake. At the same time, his internal bones crackled, radiating brilliant light.
Then, with a loud boom, he almost began to burn. His flesh, organs, and bones were all emitting radiant light, extracting all divine power and sending it to the bone in his chest.
The Nirvana Pool surged, with red clouds crashing against his body, continuously replenishing him. This was a kind of plundering, as well as a frenzied transformation.
Inside Shi Hao’s chest, the Supreme Blood revived, reaching its peak, and then reforming the bone. A golden small sun shone there, continuously condensing, revealing a pure white bone fragment.
This bone was not large, only a small segment, the size of a knuckle, but it seemed to carry the aura to suppress the three realms and six paths.
It was pure white and crystalline, emitting a terrifying light, surrounded by a golden divine disk, resembling a blazing sun.
What was most terrifying was that symbols flickered on it, and then a blazing small figure emerged, sitting cross-legged on the Supreme Bone, emitting sound waves as if reciting scriptures.
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