The Invincible Supreme Medical God
Chapter 390 - 271 Spiritual Energy Sea_2

Chapter 390: Chapter 271 Spiritual Energy Sea_2

This energy is the essence of beasts. Like the essence of heaven and earth, every creature has its own core essence, which can only be found at the very heart of its existence. For most creatures, this lies in the marrow of their bones.

Having perfected an improved method, Yan Xiaobao spent some time contemplating his next move. Though he was eager to start crafting runes, he knew that next to him lay a pile of shattered bones, containing another form of energy and essence he could also leverage for his inscriptions.

Yan Xiaobao sighed, casting a glance at the jade bottles filled with marrow before swiftly storing them all in a storage stone. Then, he turned his full attention to the pile of broken bones. His expression grew serious once more as he picked up a bone from a magical beast.

Refining marrow from numerous bones allowed Yan Xiaobao to perfect his ability to process certain materials, which also significantly boosted his affinity with the Metal Element.

Unfortunately for Yan Xiaobao, there were countless refining methods for different materials, as innumerable as the stars in the sky. Each material had its own unique quark during the refining process, and Yan Xiaobao needed to perfect them. Without wasting another word, he sat down and focused on the broken bones, now devoid of marrow.

Holding a bone in his hands, Yan Xiaobao once again entered his consciousness and arrived at the spiritual energy sea, where he summoned a silver flame.

His previous refinement process relied on cooling the Metal Flame to liquefy the marrow and then reducing the liquid within the flame until all unwanted particles burned away, leaving only the purest essence of the wolf.

Refining bones was entirely different, though it began in the same manner. Staring at the bone before him, Yan Xiaobao summoned the Metal Flame onto his hand. Magical beast bones were highly durable and resilient, and Yan Xiaobao aimed to enhance these very traits.

Facing the bone, Yan Xiaobao summoned drops of spiritual energy to strengthen his power. Then, he began grinding the bone between his fingers, letting bone dust fall into the Metal Flame.

Once the dust entered the flame, it expanded. Yet, Yan Xiaobao anticipated this and projected most of his willpower into the flame, suppressing its growth. He focused on compressing and sealing the powdered bone within the small jade box, preventing the flame from consuming the energy.

Instead, the powdered bone clustered within the Metal Flame, where it was refined into a fine powder. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

The fine dust slowly drifted toward other scattered remnants on the ground. Eventually, they coalesced into incredibly fine sand, which Yan Xiaobao stored within a small jade box. When mixed with materials, this dust would enhance their toughness and durability.

Wiping sweat from his forehead, a sense of satisfaction washed over Yan Xiaobao. A relaxed smile formed on his lips as he gripped another bone with determination in his unyielding eyes.

"Yue!" Deng Wu suddenly called from the back of his cultivation room, his voice brimming with excitement and his eyes glowing with joy.

"The door is open!" the black-haired youth declared with wild elation. He had spent many days in the damp, dark tunnels, relentlessly hunting magical beasts without catching sight of any beauties around.

Hearing Deng Wu’s news, a smile crept onto Yan Xiaobao’s face. At the same time, the Metal Flame in his hands erupted into the air, consuming all the amassed energy in the bone dust and immediately burning it to nothingness as he relaxed his suppression.

Deng Wu’s shout echoed throughout the stone room, filling every corner with excitement. Wang Julong and Sha Yun, both training in their respective stone rooms, rushed toward Deng Wu. The excitement and relief in their eyes were unmistakable.

The only one content to spend his time within the cave was Yan Xiaobao. The others had grown impatient, waiting every day for the Dragon Army to appear. Now, over a week had passed, and the message had finally arrived. At last, it was time to move.

Yan Xiaobao placed his hands on the many beast bones, quickly storing them all in his Memory Stone. He dismissed the Metal Flame he had maintained for hours.

"So," Yan Xiaobao said, his teeth gleaming under the Light Stone’s glow. As they gathered together, eager expressions adorned everyone’s faces as they began discussing various plans.

"We should ambush them," Deng Wu declared. "I’ll let some of my soul shadows devour them!"

"No, that’s a terrible idea," Sha Yun argued. "We should use the earth to trap them in a prison and kill them one by one!"

"We should let the poppies eat them," Wang Julong interjected, gently stroking the flower beside her.

Wang Julong was someone who usually found it hard to attach herself to others, yet over the past week, the poppy flower had followed her everywhere. It even stayed beside her patiently during the nights, standing guard against the surroundings.

Every moment spent with the plant over the past week softened Wang Julong. Now, she smiled more openly, stroking the flower tenderly at her side. Even her behavior toward her friends had shifted slightly.

Seeing Wang Julong smile more freely, Yan Xiaobao felt a quiet joy in his heart. Still, he didn’t linger on that emotion, instead turning to the others. His eyes glinted mischievously as he spoke. "I don’t think we need those kinds of plans."

The other three looked at him expectantly upon hearing this, leaning closer to catch his explanation, unwilling to miss even a single word.

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After discussing their plan, the four friends walked toward the section of the tunnel leading to the entrance. As they approached, Yan Xiaobao couldn’t help but wonder whether they should wait near the gate at the cavern’s end or delay a little more to ensure the guards at the gate couldn’t overhear what was happening.

Ultimately, Yan Xiaobao decided to wait a bit longer. The four friends settled down, quietly awaiting the arrival of the Dragon Army.

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Yan Xiaobao, as resolute as ever in his cultivation, seized the opportunity to sit down and continue refining more bone powder from shattered wolf bones.

Watching their diligent friend, the others sighed deeply before resuming their own research or refining their tools.

Wang Julong spent her time tending to the poppy flower, gathering various seeds and using her spiritual energy to catalyze them before feeding them to her oversized poppy.

Deng Wu soon flipped through his many Parchment scrolls containing beast shadows. After a while, he began crafting Attack Runes, only to sigh deeply once boredom set in.

In the last few days, all the magical beasts had learned not to mess with Yan Xiaobao and his companions. This, in turn, ensured that the only battles Deng Wu witnessed were the occasional squabbles between his friends.

"When will they arrive here?" Deng Wu asked, his eyes roaming absentmindedly over every corner of the tunnel where they waited.

"I don’t know," Yan Xiaobao muttered through clenched teeth as he struggled to control the silver flame, preventing it from growing by absorbing beast essence.

"How many of them will there be?" Deng Wu continued, oblivious to Yan Xiaobao’s increasingly annoyed expression.

"I don’t know," Yan Xiaobao repeated through gritted teeth, channeling another portion of his willpower into the flame, slightly tipping control into his favor.

Fed up with Deng Wu’s incessant questions, Yan Xiaobao finally brushed aside his refining attempts after failing to perfectly process four bone fragments. He swept the bones into his storage stone and shot a glare at Deng Wu, causing the older boy to shrink back slightly, his chatter abruptly silenced.

"The reason we’re using this plan, as I’ve already explained, is because we don’t know how many there will be," Yan Xiaobao sighed, patting the dust off his clothes as he slowly stood up.

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