Chapter 230: Chu Feng: I've Decided—You're My Blastoise!
Night fell.
Inside the bedroom.
Chu Feng stretched lazily and casually called out, "Xiao Huo."
"Here."
The Fire Spirit flew to Chu Feng's side, bouncing with excitement.
"Lord, are you going to reward me now?"
"Of course."
Chu Feng smiled. "I said I'd give you the Fire Crystal Stone, and I meant it."
As he spoke, his storage ring lit up slightly, and a Fire Crystal Stone appeared in his hand.
"Take it."
"Thank you, lord."
The little Fire Spirit responded and immediately swallowed the Fire Crystal Stone in one gulp.
Soon, the flames around its body dimmed, and at the same time, its form began to shift.
Originally just a faint, barely perceptible fire spirit, it gradually solidified, taking the form of the Turtle Spirit Earthfire.
At the same moment, a powerful aura radiated from the Fire Spirit.
Seeing this, Chu Feng waved his hand, using his spiritual power to seal off the entire courtyard.
Several miles away, in the royal estate—
Fang Mu, now disguised, slipped out through a dog hole and headed toward the underground black market in the city.
Roughly an hour later, he arrived. He had heard about this place from some of the estate guards.
The medicinal paste—or rather, pills—he carried would be easiest to sell here.
After all, official pill shops wouldn't even glance at low-grade Body Tempering Pills like his.
Fang Mu made a quick round through the market and soon spotted a stall buying such pills. A sign read:
Low-grade Body Tempering Pills — 100 silver taels each, or 10 for 1 low-grade spirit stone. Mid-grade Body Tempering Pills…
One hundred taels—Fang Mu's eyes lit up. This price was half of what a formal shop might charge, but for him, it was still a huge profit.
He walked up and deliberately asked in a hoarse voice, "You buy Body Tempering Pills?"
"That's right."
The vendor didn't react to Fang Mu's heavy disguise—most people in the black market dressed like this.
"I've got low-grade Body Tempering Pills," Fang Mu said flatly.
"Mind if I inspect them first?"
The vendor's tone didn't waver. If it were a high-grade pill, he might've been more excited—but low-grade ones were common here.
"Of course."
Fang Mu pulled out a porcelain bottle from his belt and handed it over.
The vendor opened it and gave a skeptical look.
The contents were indeed Body Tempering Pills, but the shape was a bit unusual.
"These are definitely low-grade Body Tempering Pills. You want 100 silver taels each, or are you trading ten for a low-grade spirit stone?"
"One hundred silver taels."
Fang Mu handed over another bottle as he spoke. After verifying it, the vendor passed him two banknotes—each worth 100 taels.
"Count them."
"No problem."
Fang Mu stored the notes carefully. After browsing the market a bit longer, he quietly slipped away. When he finally returned to the royal estate, he let out a long sigh of relief.
He glanced at the sky—there were less than two hours until dawn.
After hiding the silver notes securely, Fang Mu finally lay down and slept soundly.
Inside the courtyard.
The aura coming from Chu Feng's room naturally alarmed the Golden-Winged Eagle King and Bing Yan.
The man and eagle quickly arrived at Chu Feng's room. Upon seeing the Fire Spirit about to take form, neither of them looked particularly surprised.
In the Profound Heaven Continent, all things can take form and cultivate—many members of the Flame Clan had evolved from mere flames.
By dawn, the little Fire Spirit had fully transformed into a palm-sized Fire Spirit Turtle, its entire body radiating the aura of the Nirvana Realm.
The first thing it did was fly toward Chu Feng and respectfully say, "Many thanks to lord for bestowing the Fire Crystal Stone upon me, allowing me to evolve into a spiritual body."
Chu Feng smiled. "Not bad. You finally learned to speak. Calling you Little Fire Spirit now doesn't seem very fitting anymore."
"Please grant me a name, lord."
The little Fire Spirit didn't even hesitate.
Chu Feng studied the fiery turtle in front of him, a contemplative look on his face.
After a brief moment, his eyes lit up and he smiled. "I've decided—your name is Blastoise!"
The Fire Spirit's face lit up with excitement. "Thank you, lord, for the name! From now on, I'll be called Blastoise!"
The Golden-Winged Eagle King laughed on the side. "Congratulations, big bro. Now that your Fire Spirit has taken form, you've got yourself a free pill-refining laborer."
Blastoise: ???
It shot an irritated glare at the big bird, silently warning—if you keep running your beak, I'll burn your feathers off even if I'm in a good mood!
Chu Feng gave a serious cough. "Brother Diao, don't belittle my Blastoise. What do you mean 'free labor'? One day, he'll be a dual master of pill and artifact refinement!"
Hearing that praise from lord, Blastoise put his hands on his hips and proudly nodded.
But moments later, he realized something felt off. His expression shifted slightly as he turned to Chu Feng and murmured, "Lord… you're not joking with me, right?"
Chu Feng laughed. "Would I joke with you? Work hard— the better your alchemy skills, the more treasures you'll receive."
Without hesitation, Blastoise gulped down that bowl of motivational soup and nodded. "I'll work hard!"
Watching this scene, the Golden-Winged Eagle King thought silently: This little guy's been sweet-talked into a daze by big bro. Someday he'll probably be sold and still thank him.
But then again, who would be willing to sell a Fire Spirit capable of refining pills and forging tools on its own?
With that thought, the Golden-Winged Eagle King chuckled and stepped forward. "Bro, my good big bro, that Fire Spirit's not bad—how about getting me one too?"
Chu Feng patted him on the shoulder. "Brother Diao, you can't handle a Fire Spirit. Better focus on your cultivation and strive to reach the Half-Saint Realm as soon as possible."
The Golden-Winged Eagle King said, "If you wrote a Dao Script for me, I swear I could comprehend the Great Dao's essence and break through within half a year."
Hearing this, a thought flashed through Chu Feng's mind: a perfect chance to harvest some Great Dao insights. He smiled and said,
"That's easy. The only problem is, I don't yet know your innate divine ability, so I can't write a Dao Script suited for your enlightenment."
The Golden-Winged Eagle King replied, "My divine ability is actually a branch of the Buddhist 'Divine Foot Passage'. But in Wendao Academy, the Buddhist lineage has declined. Though a few Buddhist Saints emerged in the past, none ever surpassed the Saint Realm."
"That's why I never got the chance to observe the Dharma related to that divine art. So I came to you, hoping to obtain some Great Dao script to aid my comprehension."
Chu Feng laughed. "Then Great Dao Script isn't right for you—Sanskrit would suit you better."
"Exactly."
The Golden-Winged Eagle King nodded, then suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Chu Feng with a tentative expression. "Bro… don't tell me… you even know Sanskrit?"
Chu Feng gave a slight nod. "I know a bit. Just a bit."
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