Chapter 7

With the spiritual treasure in hand, the few of them decided to seclude themselves in this valley for a while. After all, spiritual treasures required time to refine. If one’s cultivation was low and the refinement of the spiritual treasure was not profound, they might end up like the Southern Pole Immortal.

Especially Ding Yue, who had only refined the Mountain Whip to a superficial level, grasping only the basics. With the addition of the two new spiritual treasures, he would need to spend a great deal of time refining them.

First was the Mountain Whip, a supreme innate spiritual treasure, which was rare even across the entire Primordial Chaos and highly practical. Without it, Ding Yue would have had no chance of snatching a spiritual treasure from the Southern Pole Immortal.

Time in the Primordial Chaos was not valuable, so Ding Yue set up a simple array to conceal their presence and a spirit-gathering array in the valley, then entered seclusion with the others.

This time, everyone was very dedicated. As Ding Yue put it, the world was not peaceful now, and the conflict between the Witches and the Immortals was growing. A war could break out at any moment.

Once the Witches and Immortals went to war, it would be a cataclysmic disaster. Without sufficient strength, one could not survive. Even Heavenly Immortals would be courting death.

Moreover, this was not something one could avoid. The War of the Witches and Immortals was a great calamity of heaven and earth, from which no living thing could escape. Even if you lay down, you would still be hit!

According to Ding Yue's analysis, the Dao Ancestor had just finished his second lecture and distributed the spiritual treasures. There was not much time left before the third lecture and the Dao Ancestor's ascension. Once the Dao Ancestor ascended, the Witches and Immortals, without any restraint, would abandon their last reservations and engage in a full-scale war.

Therefore, strength was crucial.

Five hundred years passed in the blink of an eye. Ding Yue and the others ignored external affairs, dedicating themselves to cultivation. By this time, Ding Yue had finally completed the initial refinement of the Mountain Whip. This did not mean he had fully mastered it, but he had completed a significant stage.

In five hundred years, not only had the refinement of the spiritual treasure progressed, but Ding Yue's cultivation had also advanced to the middle stage of Earth Immortal. Much of this was due to his understanding of the innate undying spiritual light within the Mountain Whip.

Innate spiritual treasures were extraordinary!

"Woof! Woof woof! Woof woof woof~"

In the valley, a large black dog, as tall as a man, howled to the sky. Above its head, a yellow gourd emitted a strange gray-black light, floating gently.

"I am destined to become a great sage of the Immortal race!"

Five hundred years had clearly matured the big black dog, but it had also become more arrogant. Standing in the valley, it seemed to be standing in the Heavenly Court, radiating an aura of dominance.

Unfortunately, it only had a donkey and a monkey by its side.

The little donkey stood on a cloud, which had turned green. It was about the same height as the big black dog, with a shiny green coat that glowed, and a gentle breeze surrounded it, as if it were about to float away.

As for the little guy, after three hundred years, it could no longer be called "little." It now stood over two meters tall, more robust than the big black dog and the little donkey. Its red fur on its feet looked as if it had been dyed in blood, and the tuft of white fur on its forehead was bright and fresh, giving it a cold, stern look.

"Big Egg!"

When Ding Yue came out, he saw the three of them in the valley. Seeing the little guy, he called out in pleasant surprise. The little guy was the first living being he encountered in this world, so he had a special affection for it.

The little guy's joyful mood immediately fell when he heard these words. He looked at Ding Yue with a pained expression and said, "Big Brother, I have a name, it's Yan Zhan. Don't call me that, it's so ugly."

"Big Egg, you can finally speak! Come, let me see~" Ding Yue ignored what Yan Zhan said and looked at Zhu Zhan, who was now taller than him, with surprise and delight, examining him from head to toe.

"Big Brother~" A pained cry...

Ding Yue shivered, seeing Yan Zhan's pained expression, and subconsciously jumped to the side. No way, brothers are brothers, but in some aspects, he was still normal.

"Hey, hey, Zhu Zhan, you've grown so fast, taller than me. Haha, not bad~"

Ding Yue, trying to act casual, stood on tiptoe and patted Zhu Zhan's shoulder, sighing.

Yan Zhan secretly breathed a sigh of relief and accepted this name. Zhu Zhan was better than Big Egg; he shouldn't be too picky.

"How is the refinement of your spiritual treasures going?" Ding Yue asked the big black dog and the little donkey, who were still the same.

"It's at a stage." The big black dog looked at Ding Yue with a gleam in its eyes, eager to try something. "I am now in the mature stage, with initial mastery of my powers. Boy, let's have a go. If you lose, you'll be my little brother. Think about it, I am destined to be a great figure in the Primordial Chaos, and you can bask in my glory."

Ding Yue was furious. Serve a dog? This thing must be getting too cocky. Five hundred years had passed, and it was time to teach it a lesson.

Without a word, Ding Yue pulled out the Mountain Whip from his waist and lashed out.

"Brat, showing off, watch my dog-whipping technique!"

"Woof!" The big black dog nimbly jumped to the side, swiping a claw at the same time.

"Attacking me! Boy, you're dead!"

"Dead dog, today I'll teach you a lesson!" Ding Yue, using the Great Peng Ascending Technique, chased the big black dog, lashing out with the Mountain Whip relentlessly.

"Go, Blackie, beat this brat, teach him a lesson!"

The little donkey, also eager to join in, stood on the cloud, jumping excitedly and cheering for the big black dog.

"Big Brother, go!"

Yan Zhan firmly stood by Ding Yue, shouting in support.

It must be said that the big black dog was of an extraordinary breed, making rapid progress. It was now in the late stage of Earth Immortal, one stage higher than Ding Yue, with much more profound magical power.

After all, it was the descendant of a great Immortal king, with a legacy of cultivation techniques, so it had no obstacles in its cultivation, reaching the late stage of Earth Immortal smoothly over five hundred years.

"Watch my power, Swallowing Heaven and Eating the Sun!"

After a long battle, the big black dog lost patience, roared, and unleashed its innate power. Instantly, the valley was filled with flying sand and darkness, losing all color.

Compared to the last time, this power was clearly much stronger, already showing the雏形 of a great Immortal king's power.

Ding Yue's smile faded, his expression turning serious. With a thought, a jade bowl appeared above his head, emitting a jade light to protect him.

"Take this!" The big black dog suddenly appeared behind Ding Yue, its white teeth biting into him, refusing to let go.

"Dead dog! Let go!" Ding Yue felt a pain in his lower back. The jade bowl had failed to protect him, and the big black dog had bitten him. Ding Yue didn't dare to hesitate, the jade bowl's light intensified, protecting him and shaking off the big black dog. He then turned and lashed out with the Mountain Whip.

"My back!" The big black dog howled in pain, retreating quickly, baring its teeth and hopping around.

Ding Yue's whip had hit its back.

Clearly, the back was a weak point for the big black dog.

"What? Dead dog, do you want to try again?"

Ding Yue sealed the wound on his lower back with his magical power, stopping the bleeding, and laughed at the hopping big black dog.

"Treasure gourd, come out!"

The big black dog's eyes widened, and a yellow gourd appeared from its body, the mouth opening and pointing at Ding Yue.

"Take it!"

Instantly, Ding Yue felt a huge suction force pulling him, trying to draw him into the gourd.

"Resist!" The jade bowl emitted a bright jade light, resisting the force. However, the jade bowl and the gourd were of the same level, and Ding Yue's refinement was not yet complete, so he struggled to resist.

"Damn it, I'll risk it!" Ding Yue gritted his teeth, suddenly giving up his resistance. A whirlwind formed, pulling him into the white jade gourd.

"Fall!"

Just as Ding Yue was about to be sucked into the gourd, he shouted, using the Thousand-Pound Drop technique, stopping his movement.

In that moment, Ding Yue raised the Mountain Whip and lashed out at the gourd.

"Bang!" The big black dog was thrown to the ground, and the gourd, its light dimming, returned to the big black dog's body.

"If your spiritual treasure wasn't a level higher than mine, I wouldn't have lost so easily today."

The big black dog looked at the Mountain Whip with a face full of resentment, unwilling to accept the defeat.

"If? There are no 'ifs.' What, you're not convinced? Let's go again!"

Ding Yue showed no shame, staring at the big black dog and laughing.

The big black dog looked gloomy, unable to speak, fuming with anger.

At this moment, the little donkey hopped over, grinning and said, "Blackie, how about we take turns? This brat's magical power is weaker than ours, we can definitely wear him out~~"

As he spoke, the little donkey looked excited, shouting at Ding Yue, "Brat, one-on-one or two-on-one? One-on-one, you against us two, or two-on-one, us two against you! Brat, I'm giving you a choice, pick one! Roar~~"

"Damn!" Ding Yue spat, cursing, "Dead donkey, you're dead today!"

"Zhu Zhan! Come, let's take turns!"

By now, Yan Zhan had reached the peak of True Immortal, just a step away from Earth Immortal, and had the strength to fight. Hearing Ding Yue's call, Yan Zhan, holding the Spirit-Extinguishing Sword, ran over excitedly.

"Big Brother, who do we take turns with?"

Ding Yue shuddered, feeling sorry for the poor kid. Who had corrupted him?

"You watch this dead dog. If he moves, hit him hard. I'll deal with the donkey."

Ding Yue made a threat, glaring at the big black dog, then, holding the Mountain Whip and the jade bowl, he walked towards the little donkey, "Dead donkey, you think you're tough? Today, I'll teach you what it means to be a donkey. And don't call me 'Big Brother' in front of me, or I'll get angry, and the consequences will be severe!"

"Damn!" The little donkey jumped up, retreating quickly.

"Run! I'll let you run!" Ding Yue chased after him, lashing out with the Mountain Whip.

The little donkey, despite being in the late stage of Earth Immortal, was fast, especially with the cloud's acceleration, but the valley was not large enough for it to fully utilize its speed.

Thus, the little donkey met a tragic end, soon wailing pitifully, its cries of pain echoing.

"Blackie, take down that monkey quickly, come help me~~ Ah! My fur!"

Seeing the little donkey's pitiful state, the big black dog panicked and tried to get up, but Yan Zhan raised the Sky-Blue Sword, and a snow-white pearl appeared above his head.

The pearl glowed with a green light, radiating vitality and coolness, clearly not an ordinary item!

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