Chapter 144: Refining the Qiankun Pot

"Escaped, did he?"

Baili Feihong waved his hand, putting away the altar.

Sure enough, what Gongyang Yu held in his hand was the Martial Sage’s token.

This token contained the Martial Sage’s willpower, which blessed Gong Yu and kept him alive.

It had not been stripped away by the Seven-Arrow Book.

Using the Seven-Arrow Book for the first time without managing to kill Gong Yu left Baili Feihong feeling somewhat helpless.

However, saving Gong Yu would be extremely difficult.

Baili Feihong actually wanted to see if this curse technique could truly be broken.

If Gong Yu were indeed saved, Baili Feihong would at least know where the limits of this world's capabilities lay.

Ordinary Martial Sages would find it difficult to save Gong Yu.

Yet Baili Feihong thought of the Divine Supervision Bureau and its mysterious sorcerer system—wondering if they had a way to bring him back.

Tefala looked at the Lord Guardian in astonishment.

"My Lord, have you finished reading all of them?"

"Alchemy is a completely new field for me. I wasted quite a bit of time pondering and figuring it out during the introductory phase," Baili Feihong said sincerely.

Hearing this, Tefala felt completely unwell.

He had studied the alchemy books left behind by his teacher for several years just to get a grasp of the basics.

He had groped around in the field of alchemy for more than twenty years to achieve what he had today.

As a result, Lord Guardian had finished reading all these books in half a month and even claimed to have mastered the basics.

My Lord, were you showing off to me?

"Since my Lord has already finished these books and mastered the basics, this subordinate will begin teaching the Lord how to utilize various substances for alchemical experiments."

Tefala quickly pulled himself together.

He prepared to teach Baili Feihong true alchemy.

"There is no need to waste time. I have designed an item to harbor my divine abilities. You just need to help me gather the materials on this list."

Baili Feihong, however, rejected Tefala's good intentions.

His alchemy had already reached Level 5, equivalent to an Alchemy Master.

That was sufficient to forge an alchemical item capable of harboring divine abilities.

It was his first attempt, but through Baili Feihong's deductions, the wondrous object created by fusing alchemy with divine abilities would be able to hold the Black Heaven Stele.

Additionally, he needed to replicate the Black Heaven Stele to mislead others.

Tefala did not think that way.

Frowning, he reluctantly took the piece of paper from Baili Feihong's hand, upon which various materials were recorded in the Fala script.

Looking at the materials listed on the paper, he stared at Baili Feihong in shock.

"The materials are not enough. Have Qin Tiesheng assist you in gathering them. The Feiyuan Chamber of Commerce, and even the forces of the Southern Defense Water Navy, can cooperate with you to complete this task."

He knew everything Baili Feihong had written down, and among them, one of the alchemical components bore a familiar shadow.

That was the preparation for refining the most powerful metallic material in the world.

It was just that the alchemical formula had been altered.

The raw mineral ores needed alone amounted to hundreds of thousands of kilograms.

These ores were exorbitantly expensive materials.

"The nations destroyed in the Devil's Strait left behind massive supplies. Gathering those supplies should be enough," Baili Feihong murmured to himself.

What he wanted to refine was very simple: a Qiankun Pot.

To ensure success, he had elevated both the Creation-Turning and Pot-Heaven divine abilities to the ninth tier, consuming over three million skill points.

Creation-Turning could conjure objects out of nothing.

However, they had to be objects that Baili Feihong understood.

Otherwise, the nature of the manufactured items would not reach the desired effect.

"It feels like this world is increasingly resembling a Xianxia world," Baili Feihong muttered to himself.

Still, since one hundred and eight divine abilities had already appeared, there was no need to find it strange to forge a Qiankun Pot, something akin to a Dharmic artifact.

Baili Feihong did not know much about the Divine Supervision Bureau's sorcerer system, but it already showed tendencies toward the cultivation culture he was familiar with.

This was not strange; power was singular, and only the pursuits of power became diversified.

Baili Feihong left the basement of the Town-Demon Building. At the same time, a classified order was sent to Qin Tiesheng, instructing him to cooperate with Tefala's upcoming work.

As for Yan Fei, a spirit eagle would naturally deliver his letter over.

If Yan Fei wanted to obtain the territory of the nations along the coast of the Devil's Strait, he had to obey his will.

Otherwise, just as he could drive away the Black Heaven Cult, he could likewise make the Southern Defense Water Navy unable to take a single step on that land.

Yan Fei was a sensible man and would certainly understand the meaning behind his letter.

Returning to his office, Baili Feihong picked up a piece of paper, leaned over the desk, and began to finalize the design of the Qiankun Pot.

At the same time, his alchemy skill was upgraded to Level 9.

The skill points consumed for each level of alchemy were constant.

Consuming one million skill points raised it by one level.

He directly elevated alchemy to the ninth level.

A massive amount of alchemical experience surged through his mind; Level 9 alchemy was built upon the continuous and deep study of the alchemical knowledge provided by Tefala.

One branch of knowledge, supported by two ninth-tier divine abilities, was now backing Baili Feihong's design.

A Dharmic artifact.

Using alchemy as his foundation and driven by divine abilities, he began designing his Dharmic artifact.

In fact, after fusing his vital essence into the divine ability of scattering beans into soldiers, the essence of these divine golden figures was already close to a Dharmic artifact.

They could also be classified on the level of Dharmic artifacts.

It was inherently about projecting the power of the laws of heaven and earth onto an object, manifesting power in the world through that medium.

In the Devil's Strait, massive quantities of supplies were being transported from within Dayuan territory.

Meanwhile, the Southern Defense Water Navy organized a large workforce to begin establishing a new naval base at the port of the Dongwen Kingdom.

The spirit eagle landed, handing the letter from Feiyuan Island to Yan Fei.

With a puzzled look, Yan Fei slowly unfolded the letter, checking the signature of the sender at the bottom before reading the contents.

Baili Feihong.

Yan Fei immediately broke into a smile.

The military supervisor sent by the Ministry of War had arrived and would soon reach the Devil's Strait.

This supervisor was a man of the Eighteenth Prince, backed by the Gongyang family, and he was also in the Divine Ability Realm.

Yet he was not much stronger than Yan Fei himself.

The supervisor's intervention meant that the Eighteenth Prince, having gained the support of the Gongyang family, had secured a foothold in the Ministry of War.

And he was beginning to meddle in the affairs of the Southern Defense Water Navy.

"I painstakingly conquered the Devil's Strait, and you want to come and reap the fruits of my labor?"

"How can there be such a cheap bargain in this world?"

If Young Master Yu had come, Yan Fei might have lowered his head and given the other party some face.

However, since this Wang Qianqu was merely a general in the Ministry of War's Confidentiality Bureau, trying to wrest the Southern Defense Water Navy from his hands—how could such a wonderful thing happen in this world?

Moreover, the Guardian on Feiyuan Island had now spoken up, giving him even greater confidence.

Yan Fei immediately notified Lu Zhiwei, ordering him to gather mineral ores from the nations along the route of the Devil's Strait and ship them to Feiyuan Island.

"Soon. Ten days from now, the Crown Prince will be able to ascend."

Once the Emperor entered the imperial mausoleum, no excuse could block the heir apparent from ascending to the throne.

The Crown Prince represented orthodoxy.

Unless someone killed the Crown Prince.

Ten days could change many things.

Yet Yan Fei knew the Crown Prince was no pushover and had already prepared backup measures against the princes contending for the dragon throne.

No matter how many people were unwilling to see the Crown Prince ascend, it would be difficult to stop him from taking the throne.