C109 Flame Crystal Fire Thunder

When Zuo Feng saw how straightforward the man was, a trace of a good impression rose in his heart. However, the woman glared at the man who had walked away with an unsightly expression and muttered viciously.

"So annoying, a group of barbarians from the Rising Sun City."

From the tone of the lady, it seemed as though the people from the Rising Sun City weren't much different from this burly man. This was the first time he had seen the people of Rising Sun City, and it was also because he was a little interested in the Prairie Empire.

The woman retracted her gaze and kept the three jade plates on the table in her bosom. Then, he immediately turned around with a smile on his face and said, "I wonder if this friend here has anything else he would like to buy? We have a good medicine house and cauldron here."

Zuo Feng didn't look up, but laughed secretly. This girl was obviously trying to sell him something else. Now that he had everything he wanted, he naturally didn't want to stay here any longer. He politely shook his head.

The woman could only sigh to herself when she saw this. Then, she turned around and left the room. Not too long later, she returned to her room with a booklet. Behind her was a young man with a large bag on his back.

"I don't know where my friend lives. Do you need us to bring the items back to your residence?"

Zuo Feng still shook his head slightly. 'What a joke. They obviously want to use this opportunity to find out their own secret. Of course I wouldn't need this kind of' good intentions' .'

Taking the booklet from the woman, he casually flipped through it. Sure enough, it was the prescription for the Body Tempering Powder. Only then did he put it away carefully. The letter came to the man and took the package from him. Then, it gently unfolded the package and looked inside. Although the herbs were categorized and wrapped well, Zuo Feng was able to distinguish that these were the same herbs that he had mentioned before.

There were still thirteen gold pieces left in the bag. Seeing this, Zuo Feng nodded his head in satisfaction, slung the bag over his shoulder and walked outside with large strides. Only when Zuo Feng had completely disappeared from her line of sight did the old man walk up to the woman and say in a low voice, "Manager Li, do you want to send someone to secretly follow this guy to find out his background."

The woman hesitated for a while, but eventually shook her head and said, "Although this person has a mysterious aura, he must have a deep background even though he possesses the card. We shouldn't mess with him easily."

At this moment, Zuo Feng was carrying a big bag as he passed through the crowd and headed towards his house. Although he still had something he wanted to buy, he would first return the items he had with him.

Although the item in the bag was less than 50 kilograms, it was still extremely taxing for him to use the strange "bracelet" on his left hand. After circling around for a long time and confirming that no one was following him, Zuo Feng quietly returned to his house.

After entering the house, Zuo Feng looked around and then used his psychokinesis to store the bag into the crystal. After all, it was safer than carrying it anywhere. After doing all this, Zuo Feng immediately left the house without stopping. It was the same main street from before, but this time, Zuo Feng had entered the "Heavenly Arts Refining" store.

When Zuofeng returned with another large bag of goods, his cloak was almost soaked with sweat. However, Zuo Feng's face was filled with joy, because he had already bought everything he needed.

Dragging his exhausted body, Zuo Feng returned to the room he had prepared for himself. There was a stone bed inside. Zuo Feng had specially prepared this stone bed for his normal sleep. It wasn't because he had any special hobbies, but because only this solid stone bed could bear the terrifying weight of Zuo Feng.

Not long after he laid down, Zuo Feng immediately fell into a deep sleep. Zuo Feng, who was still sleeping, suddenly frowned and murmured, "Sigh, I failed again." Even though Zuo Feng was in a deep sleep, he was still in the same boring and boring process of refining medicine.

On the second day, Zuo Feng slept until late in the morning before he opened his eyes and stretched his body. Right at that moment, a warm sensation could be felt from his chest. He lowered his head to take a look, only to see a furry little fellow quietly lying in his bosom.

The little guy had been in a deep sleep for some reason recently. Although Zuo Feng was not clear about the reason, he could faintly feel that the little beast was undergoing some sort of change.

Arriving at the room where he used to refine medicine, he used his psychokinesis and a few small bags and a small, exquisite stove appeared on the floor. He opened the parcels skillfully one by one and took a cursory glance at the medicinal ingredients within. Even though they couldn't be considered precious herbs and their ages were around two to three years, Zuo Feng still nodded his head in satisfaction.

He skillfully took out a Flame Crystal and threw it into the depths of the medicine hut. Afterwards, he took out a Fantasy Flower and threw it into the hut. At this time, Zuo Feng was quite familiar with refining the Spirit-Restoring Powder, so he started the refining process as soon as he focused his eyes.

"..."

In the blink of an eye, another four days had passed. At this moment, Zuo Feng already had more than ten paper bags by his side. There were two types of paper. One was the Spirit Recovery Powder wrapped in green paper, and the other was the Return of Force Powder wrapped in blue paper. These two medicinal herbs were prepared by Zuo Feng for the next trial.

Ye Zichen squinted his eyes and looked at the two stacks of paper beside him, feeling that these medicinal powders were more or less enough. Zuo Feng slightly smiled and circulated his psychokinesis to the crystal core. In the blink of an eye, the medicinal powder, furnace, and leftover medicinal ingredients on the ground were all taken up by him. All that was left on the ground were scattered scraps and a small packet of Flame Crystals.

He slowly closed his eyes. The legacy left behind by that old man Ning Xiao was still floating in his sea of consciousness. However, during this period of time, the inherited soul refining skill remained in his mind like an inanimate object. No matter how Zuo Feng used his psychokinesis to communicate, there was no change at all.

He reckoned that it was because his psychokinesis wasn't strong enough. If he wanted to continue acquiring the inheritance information, then he would have to raise his psychokinesis once again.

Previously, the old man had told Zuo Feng about some of his experiences in alchemy and refining. Although he didn't introduce much about alchemy, in refining, he did introduce a little toy that he had developed himself. This item was what he called the "Flame Crystal Fire Thunder." According to him, the method to make it wasn't too difficult, so it was mentioned once during the introduction.

This kind of message from the inheritance soul training directly entered Zuo Feng's mind, so as long as he didn't lose his memories, he would still clearly remember the contents within.

The old man had said that although the power of the Fire Crystal Thunder was average, once it reached a certain amount, it would cause a Qi Condensation cultivator quite a bit of harm. However, the materials mentioned by the old man were high-grade Flame Crystals, while Zuo Feng only had low-grade Flame Crystals. However, Zuo Feng guessed that even if they used low-grade Flame Crystals to make them, they would still be able to inflict quite a bit of damage to late stage and Bone Refining martial artists.

After preparing the medicinal powder for the trial, Zuo Feng planned to try to refine some Flame Crystal Fire Thunder for himself. This way, he would have a better chance of winning the trial.

Once again using his psychokinesis, a small golden cauldron appeared in front of Zuo Feng. This small cauldron was much larger than his own medicine hut, but it was called a "small" cauldron because this cauldron was considered the smallest kind of crafting cauldron, only capable of refining small objects like daggers and throwing knives.

This kind of small cauldron was also the most suitable for a beginner refiner to use. Zuo Feng had never come into contact with refining, so this small cauldron was also suitable for the current him to use.

Apart from the small cauldron and some special metal materials on the ground, there was a very small bag. After opening it, another Flame Crystal was revealed. However, the size of the Flame Crystal within the bundle was slightly larger than when it was used in alchemy, and its color was also much redder. It even gave off a dark red feeling.

Looking at this small packet of Flame Crystals, Zuo Feng could not help but reveal a pained expression. Just the 40 plus intermediate level Flame Crystals in the bag had cost him more than 400 gold coins.

After a moment of hesitation, Zuo Feng took out an intermediate level Flame Crystal and placed it into a groove at the bottom of the furnace. Zuo Feng then started to ignite the Flame Crystal with his spiritual energy, and only when the furnace had reached a certain temperature did he throw in a snow-white ore.

The purification process of the ore was clearly more difficult than that of the herbs. Even under the high temperature produced by burning the intermediate level Flame Crystal, Zuo Feng had to use fifteen minutes to melt the ore.

Inside the cauldron, the originally white ore gradually softened, and specks of black impurities appeared on its smooth surface. As the calcination continued, the dark gray impurities increased in number. Zuo Feng had been observing these changes with rapt attention from the start until there were no longer any impurities left. Only then did Zuo Feng emit another stream of spiritual energy and send it into the furnace.

Carefully controlling one of the extremely hot flames, Xiao Yan gently swept it along the surface of the ore. The grayish-black impurities were immediately removed as though they were being forcefully cut off.

After that, Zuo Feng started to control the flame to stop the temperature increasing, and the white ore also became abnormally soft. Under the effect of the spiritual energy, the ore slowly turned into a hollow sphere.

The sphere danced and rolled in the fire until Zuo Feng felt satisfied with its appearance, then he lightly patted the furnace. The sphere immediately flew out with a scorching heat. Zuo Feng's eyes were fixated on the sphere in the air. He waved his palm and a black dagger appeared in his hand.

With a flash of black light, the sphere was split into two. The silver ball that was split in half fell down, and Zuo Feng's cheeks were slightly puffed up.

Puff.

He sprayed a mouthful of cold water on it. When the water came into contact with the surface of the metal ball, it immediately evaporated into steam. However, the temperature of the metal orb dropped rapidly and it became hard. As it hit the ground, a clear sound of impact could be heard.

Two days later, Zuo Feng was surrounded by more than sixty semicircular spheres. The silver white metal hemisphere reflected the room with a bright white light. Zuo Feng was still recovering. About an hour later, he also slowly opened his eyes and mumbled.

"It's not that difficult to create a Flame Crystal Fire Thunder. It seems like refining this item is much simpler than what I'm seeing."

As he spoke, Zuo Feng grabbed a pair of silver metal hemispheres.