Chapter Eighty-four: Scheming for the Purple Flower Heaven's Natural Treasure

  That female cultivator's words were calculated, among the dozens of cultivators present, only seven or eight were women. According to her thinking, as long as that songstress wasn't too muddled, she would definitely choose one of the female cultivators as her master.

  Among these female Qi practitioners, only she spoke up for the Song girl. It's likely that the girl would choose her without a doubt. At that time, even if it's not possible to obtain the extraordinary skills of Qimen through Lotus, just passing on the methods and techniques of Men Gate would be enough to cultivate a powerful gatekeeper. By then, how could the extraordinary skills of Qimen compare to a strong gatekeeper?

  The abacus was slapped loudly, and after the singer's selection, it thoroughly disappointed this female qigong master.

  Everyone had agreed to the suggestion, but unexpectedly, the songstress chose to serve Wang Guang instead of the female cultivator who seemed unable to violate her. The crowd got this result and could only sigh in dismay, at least not daring to refute it openly.

  After obtaining the songstress with the purple flower on her head, Wang Guang also didn't feel like continuing to play around and directly spat out a mouthful of green smoke to wrap up the two people's bodies and return to his own manor.

  The woman saw eighteen iron flags in the manor fluttering in the wind, countless golden lights wandering and flowing among them, her beautiful eyes staring tightly, looking very curious.

  Wang Guang saw that there was not a little golden energy in the flag array, and he couldn't help but follow this woman's affairs. He directly imprinted some special seals on her body and threw her into the house, dispatching servants to serve her well. Meanwhile, he continued to mobilize his magical powers to speed up the absorption of golden energy by the red copper in the array.

  A thousand sheets of red copper had absorbed the Western Gang's golden energy for more than a day, and it was already about one circle larger. On top of that, fierce flames were burning, although the temperature wasn't high, but it looked quite intimidating. Especially those attendants, where had they seen metal emitting fire? Therefore, after throwing in enough copper ingots and iron blocks, the bolder ones began to secretly size up the flag array, and started discussing in low voices what this fiery metal was, and where it came from.

  For three to five days in a row, Wang Guang didn't have time to bother with the songstress, and instead focused on speeding up his cultivation of the Treasure Refining Technique, hoping to gain an upper hand when competing with others in the future.

  On this day, Wang Guang saw that the amount of Western Golden Energy absorbed by Chi Tong was getting smaller and smaller. Suddenly, he realized that the unrefined Chi Tong had already reached its limit. Now, wanting to rely solely on the Western Golden Energy to improve the quality of Chi Tong was simply a pipe dream.

  It was for this reason that he spent a large amount of crystal stones to set up formations and restrictions around the flag array, instructed his servants to take care of the manor, and then turned around and drilled into the flag array to prepare for the refining of the treasure.

  A piece of red copper was summoned into his hand, with golden energy swirling around it, infiltrating every thread. The golden energy did not harm the master, and the flames on the red copper could not hurt Wang Guang. It seemed that this flag array was also a good place to refine magic treasures.

  The restrictive aura infused into the infant-sized crimson copper, which originally had edges and corners. Even if an ordinary person grabbed the crimson copper and smashed it onto someone's body, they wouldn't be able to create a blood hole but would still scorch their opponent's body. Therefore, Wang Guang didn't polish or change them, letting them maintain their original appearance in order to enhance the power of the treasure.

  One piece of red copper can hold hundreds of forbidden techniques to reach its limit, and the number it can hold is several times more than the red copper sand that Wang Guang first refined. It was also the large amount of forbidden techniques that made Wang Guang think that he could refine the red copper sand into a low-grade artifact this time. Even if the luck was good enough, it could make the artifact reach the top grade of low-grade artifacts.

  It was precisely because of this idea that Wang Guang became even more addicted to refining the treasure. Hundreds of forbidden spells merged into the red copper, causing it to tremble and suddenly shrink by a circle. The golden energy that was about to be absorbed, surged in like a tide, pouring into it. For a time, the red copper emitted a series of crackling sounds, as flames burst out from its body, increasing in intensity by three to five times.

  "Good baby! Haha!" Wang Guang was excited, stretched out his hand to grab the Chi Tong in his hand and observed it. It turned out that this Chi Tong had edges and corners, with golden light flashing at the edges, cutting through gold and jade as easily as turning over one's palm; at the corners, flames spewed out, burning stones and boiling seas were nothing to mention.

  After playing with it for a while, he threw the red copper into the golden energy and let it absorb the golden energy. Then he grabbed another red copper and continued to refine it in this way.

  In the blink of an eye, three to five days passed, and all thousand pieces of red copper were branded with prohibition, each shining with golden light, flames soaring into the sky. Even if there were flags blocking the way, hot waves rolled out from outside the flag array. For a time, it made countless servants tremble with fear, and even more so, they feared their own masters.

  After the last copper coin was thrown into the increasingly small golden aura, Wang Guang finally walked out of the flag array to plan for the purple flower on Song Ji's head. "Those with purple flowers on their heads can cultivate any method without bottlenecks, as long as they are not too foolish. Cultivating several powerful Dao techniques, ordinary Qi practitioners cannot withstand it. Moreover, those with purple flowers on their heads are more likely to condense golden elixirs and become Dan masters."

  Wang Guang pondered as he walked towards the room where Ge Ji was. "Those with purple flowers on their heads can befriend people and have a chance to obtain extraordinary skills. The powerful and boundless ones belong to the extraordinary gate, while the aura-reading technique is considered an extraordinary skill. Either one can bring great benefits to Qi practitioners. If I were to obtain an extraordinary gate skill, it would be almost comparable to divine abilities. And if I were to get an extraordinary skill, it would be on par with the powerful and unyielding Dao techniques. This purple flower is a must-have for me."

  Thinking of the benefits, Wang Guang's greed became even more determined. At this point, would he still care whether the songstress would be humiliated or resentful? He was blinded by his greed and only sought to benefit himself.

  Pushing open the door, he saw Song Ji reading at the table, with a pen and inkstone placed beside her, occasionally jotting down sentences or insights on paper. Wang Guang entered, but didn't seem to notice.

  "Infinite Heavenly Lord! Wait for me to take the purple flower on your head, and I'll let you go, so don't resist." Although he didn't care much about this woman's thoughts, Wang Guang still said some pleasant words to her fantasy, which would also prevent her from collapsing or committing suicide under his subsequent moves.

  The woman trembled slightly at the sound of Wang Guang's voice, "It's enough that the Taoist priest has good intentions in his heart, there is no need to say it out loud." After finishing speaking, she put away her pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and actually undressed and lay down on the bed, waiting for what was to come next.

  Seeing the other party's silent resistance, Wang Guang didn't mind, on the contrary, he burst out laughing. He saw him stroking the woman's soft body with both hands, pinching, teasing, plucking, buckling, pulling, pressing, and kneading, playing tricks on her, this guy brought out all the skills he had practiced when he was a rogue in Jianghu.

  Time was short, and the woman's teasing sighs were continuous, leaving only a lingering aftertaste. It wasn't long before the woman asked again, but Wang Guang refused. After repeated attempts, and with Wang Guang employing his usual tactics, the woman couldn't resist anymore, begging pitifully. Only then did Wang Guang mount his horse, ready to charge into battle.

  For seven or eight days, Wang Guang spent his time in the room teasing women, only going to the sand field for battle once a day. Every day, he would tease the women to the limit dozens of times before picking up his gun and mounting his horse.

  Under the hands of the Qi Gong master, in just seven or eight days, this woman was tormented to the point where her mind was somewhat confused. If it weren't for the support of the Daoist's elixir, she would have collapsed long ago.

  During this time, I also found a practitioner with the ability to see aura and had him take a look. He discovered that the purple flower on top of her head was exceptionally solid, and even though she was somewhat dazed, it didn't waver in the slightest.

  "Wang Dao, according to the secret method, the purple flower on your head will not waver and cannot be transferred to anyone else. I think you should intensify your cultivation and not let this opportunity slip away in vain. I've heard that a few fellow cultivators are resentful of you obtaining this opportunity and are thinking of ways to take that woman away from you!" The Qi-refining cultivator furrowed his brow, unsure whether it was intentional or unintentional, and muttered to himself.

  "Boundless Heaven Venerable!" The other party's words made Wang Guang so angry that he was fuming. "Hmph! Thinking of taking the purple flower from my hands? You're just dreaming." This guy turned around the room three to five times, gritted his teeth, took out pen, ink, paper and inkstone, wrote a Taoist spell and handed it over to the other party.

  "Fellow Daoist, I see that you're speaking from the sect's teachings, but you haven't grasped many powerful Dao techniques. This humble Daoist is not talented, but has spent several years studying ancient Daoist scriptures in the One Qi Sect's library, and fortunately remembered three to five Dao techniques. Although their power is weak, they are still this humble Daoist's sincere intentions. I hope fellow Daoist won't decline." The guy hesitated for a moment, then handed over the Dao technique he had just written out to his counterpart.

  The practitioner saw Wang Guang hand over a Taoist technique, and for a moment he was so excited that he couldn't speak.

  As Wang Guang said, this Qi practitioner was originally a small sect disciple. Although he had some talent and held a high position in the sect, the sect had already declined and there were few Taoist skills left. Therefore, he had not practiced many powerful Taoist skills before. A few years ago, he heard that the mortal Qi practitioners were fighting, so he came down from the mountain to mix with them. Unexpectedly, he was encountered by Lidi Dao people and promised a lot of benefits to recruit him over. He has been doing this for several years until today, when he finally got a kind of Taoist skill to cultivate.

  He held the Taoist secret method and thought about the scenes of narrowly escaping death over the years. This Taoist almost cried out loud.

  "Respected ancestors, respected predecessors. I, your disciple, have finally found a way to return with a new skill. I hope that the ancestors will bless me so that I can collect even more skills and make our sect even stronger."

  After praying silently for a while, this guy finally came to his senses and thanked King Guang again and again. Although King Guang was evil, he thought it was necessary to repay the other party for passing on the message this time. Therefore, he bowed his head and paid respects repeatedly, not daring to accept the other party's thanks.

  "My friend helped me, and I haven't even had a chance to thank you. How can I let you thank me again?" Wang Guang reached out to support the other person. "To be honest, I'm ashamed to say that I blamed you for revealing the matter of the purple flower on that woman's head, letting others know about it. At the time, my mind was muddled and I only thought of putting good things into my own pocket. Now that I think back, it was a mistake."

  "The Taoist friend is absolutely right." An excited Practitioner of the Will Gaze Art said; "The heaven and earth are divided into yin and yang, yin and yang interact and combine to give birth to various precious treasures. Among them are spiritual energy, crystal stones, natural seals, array methods, as well as spiritual medicine, minerals, and all kinds of living spirits. The strange doors and mysterious techniques are also considered the products of heaven and earth. If you want to obtain these heavenly treasures safely and peacefully, it is impossible without a fierce struggle."