Chapter 29: The Chosen Master

  What is this?

  Yang Yun was shocked and stared blankly.

  Under his feet was a small black dog, lying on the ground and snoring loudly. As it breathed, a tuft of white fur on its head quivered slightly, as if a butterfly were fluttering its wings.

  The little dog let out two low growls, expressing its discontent at being kicked, then rolled over and continued to sleep soundly.

  Yang Yun's face was drenched in sweat. How did this thing appear in his own sea of consciousness? Suddenly, he seemed to have an epiphany, and the True Temple immediately began searching according to his intentions.

  In an instant, a book flew out from the bookshelf, with the cover being "Tian Ku Ling Wu Pu" in seal characters, and it flew to Yang Yun's eyes, automatically flipping to a page with a rustling sound.

  "Tiangou stone, black in color and hard in texture, is impervious to all attacks. Originating from a fallen star outside the realm, it can absorb lunar essence. Legend has it that it possesses the extraordinary effect of calming the spirit and stealing emotions."

  Simply put in one sentence, without even a picture, it is clear that the author himself has never seen the real thing.

  After pondering over the four words "镇神夺情" for several times, Yang Yun suddenly realized the connection with the formation.

  "The material of the Hei Shi hand chain turned out to be Tiān Gǒu Shí, that diagram of the array was a rare Xīn Liàn method, I accidentally triggered the spiritual nature of Tiān Gǒu Shí, and the final blood refinement transformed it into my innate treasure."

  Generally, only after reaching the foundation period and having true yuan can one refine a magic treasure, but some extremely rare mind-type treasures are refined using divine sense, and the Black Stone Hand Chain is precisely this type.

  Yang Yun's Sea of Consciousness has opened, and he has met the basic conditions for Heart Refining. The Celestial Dog Stone is an extremely rare spiritual object, and it already possesses a certain level of spiritual intelligence. This type of spiritual object is usually referred to as a True Spirit, in order to distinguish it from those lower-level spiritual objects that can only absorb spiritual energy.

  After meeting the conditions of a true spirit, even ordinary people can drive it out, which is called "spiritual object chooses its master".

  But Yang Yun didn't want it to choose a master, he was cultivating the Moon Flower himself, and getting an innate treasure that absorbed the Moon Flower's energy, this treasure even formed a spirit vessel that resided in his Sea of Consciousness, what kind of situation was this? Not to mention anything else, after this black dog woke up and felt hungry, it would cause another Moon Eating incident, he wouldn't even have time to cry.

  It's also my fault for being too careless, who knew this thing was a heart-refining technique, and even a slight thought would trigger it?

  Yang Yun bent down and poked the little dog's belly, "Hey, let's make a deal, can you get out of here?"

  The black dog fell fast asleep, with a bubble still coming out of its mouth.

  "Hey, wake up—"

  No matter how Yang Yun tossed and turned, rubbed his belly, kicked his legs, and pulled his tail, the black dog just wouldn't wake up, lying on the ground like a lump of mud.

  Yang Yun sighed, "Ordinarily, a cultivator's life-bound treasure is transformed from their own split spirit. If it's damaged due to overexertion, it can be dispelled. But my situation is special - the Black Stone is a naturally born spiritual object that has condensed into a divine form. My relationship with it is more like two parties bound by a coexistence contract; neither side can unilaterally dissolve it."

  The black dog was not waking up, and Yang Yun himself was exhausted. He resentfully grabbed the dog's neck and lifted it up, "You won't wake up, you're taking advantage of me, a wealthy household? Let's see about that."

  Step out of the Zhen Temple, and with a thought, a colorful cloud emerges from the ground, forming a crooked doghouse.

  Throw the black dog in, and don't even care about the majestic Zhen Temple next to a short and ugly dog house, how discordant it is. Pat pat hand left Shi Hai.

  As soon as he returned to his body, Meng Chao stepped into the cabin and saw Yang Yun's bloody wrist, letting out a cry of surprise.

  "How did you get hurt?"

  "It's nothing, just an accident." Yang Yun said lightly, raising her eyes to see the red-clothed girl peeking out from the cabin door after hearing Meng Chao's shout.

  "Hey, you, can I have two of those healing pills?"

  The red-clothed girl was furious, "What's wrong with you, can't even call for someone!"

  "What should I call you then? I haven't heard you mention your name before, is it that your name sounds bad?"

  "Your name is even more unpleasant than that! ~ Yang Yun ~ so rustic it's embarrassing."

  "May I ask for your name, miss?"

  "My name is Zhao Jia, don't bother me all day." The red-clothed girl had just finished speaking when she regretted it, why did she tell her name to this rascal?

  The words had already been spoken and couldn't be taken back, so he casually tossed over two elixir pills. He felt a hint of pride in his heart, "Hmph - you also know that this is a spiritual elixir." He thought to himself that when Yang Yun thanked him, he would say: "You consider this low-grade elixir a treasure? You have no discernment."

  Yang Yun caught it, muttering to herself, "It's not like your name is any better than mine, I think it would be better to call you Little Red... This pill looks dull and grey, who knows if it's useful or not, sigh, might as well eat it anyway."

  Once in hand, the magic pill turned into an ordinary medicine tablet.

  The red-clothed girl Zhao Jia was so angry that her cheeks puffed out, but she finally realized that arguing with Yang Yun about whether the name sounded good or not, and whether the pill was high-grade or not, would only make her lose face even more, so she flashed away in a huff.

  Yang Yun was overjoyed and said, "Good stuff! Whoever sees it gets a share, one person one pill." He handed one pill to Meng Chao and put the other in his pocket.

  "Aren't you going to eat?" Meng Chao asked.

  "This little injury is too wasteful to eat."

  Meng Chao recalled Chen Hu's injury recovering almost overnight and asked: "Is this a magical pill?"

  "The elixir is nothing special, just a low-grade life-extending pill, but it's quite effective in treating external injuries. Unless you lose your head, it can basically save your life."

  Meng Chao heard it and carefully put away the Revival Dan.

  Just now, the red-clothed girl Zhao Jia walked away with a huff, Yang Yun's curiosity was triggered, and she quietly circulated the Moon Flower True Qi to her ears to eavesdrop.

  A rustling sound came from the ear, seemingly Zhao Jia was kicking the side of the boat with her foot.

  "You stinky thing, you dead rascal! Next time I won't even give you a Revival Pill to feed the dogs! How detestable, how detestable, how detestable!" After a while, the sound of kicking the wooden board stopped. Zhao Jia continued muttering to himself, "Wait until the boat docks and then settle the score with you. Or should I sneak up behind you and hit you with a blunt object? Hehe, I'll get back all my stolen Spirit Records and medicinal pellets, and then knock this scoundrel unconscious and throw him into the stinky ditch. Yes, that's what I'll do."

  Yang Yun felt a chill run down his spine and made up his mind to slip away as soon as he got ashore.

  Just as he was about to withdraw the Moon Flower True Energy, Yang Yun suddenly heard a cry for help coming from the surface of the sea.

  Pulling Meng Chao up to the deck, following the sound of the waves, a figure was seen in the distance, waving his arms and swimming towards the Changfu ship.

  "Stop the boat! Someone has fallen into the water!" Yang Yun and Meng Chao shouted in a hurry.

  The sailors heard the shout and stopped the boat, only to see a figure swimming hard towards them on the water's surface. They quickly threw down a rope and pulled the person onto the deck.

  The newcomer was about twenty years old, wearing a sharkskin jacket, with the outer skin exposed in a bronze color, obviously making a living at sea for many years.

  "Ship owner——huff——where is he?" The young man asked anxiously while panting heavily.

  The old sailor came over and asked, "Who are you? How did you fall into the water?"

  The young man knelt down with a thud, sobbing and said: "Please save our island's elderly, women and children, I kowtow to you——"

  His head thudded against the deck, and in a few knocks his forehead was red and swollen.

  "Get up and speak clearly before you howl." The old captain said with a frown.

  "Yes, my name is Lian Pingyuan. I'm a fisherman from the nearby Shrimp Island. A year ago, a group of pirates came to our island, captured our families and forced us to dive into the waters of Fog Island to salvage treasure from sunken ships. These pirates are ruthless and cruel. Just a few days ago, I overheard their conversation - they think they've almost found all the treasure and soon they'll kill everyone on the island to silence us, then leave with the treasure. Please, please save us!"

  "Pirates?!" The old captain was startled, these boatmen were most afraid of pirates besides storms, they couldn't even hide in time, how could they dare to provoke them? Although the sailors on this ship knew some martial arts, how could they be a match for the ruthless pirates who killed people like flies?

  The old captain shook his head like a wave drum, "We are all ordinary running ships, where can we afford to deal with pirates. Let's do this, you follow our ship to Fengming Prefecture and ask the government to send troops to suppress."

  "It won't do, those pirates are already suspicious. If I don't return tomorrow morning, they'll probably make their move." Lian Pingyuan was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, with seawater dripping onto the deck. "That's right, this year we've helped the pirates get a lot of treasure. As long as we eliminate the pirates, all this treasure will be yours."

  The captain's eyes lit up and he asked: "How many pirates are on the island?"

  "Thirty-two of them, and there are more than twenty young men on the island, as long as they give us knives, we dare to fight the pirates to the death."

  The captain calculated that there were only over twenty sailors on the full ship, and even if they added the more than twenty people from Xiaoyao Island, they would not be a match for the pirates. Moreover, they were originally running short distances, and if they hadn't encountered a storm, they could have arrived at Fengming Prefecture in just one night, making this route very safe. They only had a dozen or so knives on board, which was even less than what was needed to equip the sailors. Thinking of this, the captain's greedy thoughts immediately disappeared - after all, you need to be alive to get treasure.

  "There are just over 20 of us, with a dozen or so knives. Are we going to rescue people or deliver food to pirates? No way."

  Lian Pingyuan fell to his knees again, begging pitifully, but the old captain turned a deaf ear and ordered the sailors to set sail.

  "You can even deal with the great white snake of Wugu Island, how can you not deal with a few pirates? Show some mercy." Lian Pingyuan shouted.

  "What's a big white snake? Never seen one."

  The sailors also shook their heads, and only Yang Yun exchanged a glance with several others.

  Lian Pingyuan gritted his teeth, "Forget it, forget it, you guys are heartless, I might as well not have come." After saying that, he turned around and was about to jump back into the sea.