Bai Yujun made several rounds around the island floating in the starry sky, but found nothing else—only a pill furnace like a great cauldron, meant for brewing soup.
With a spell, she put away both the floating island and the pill furnace.
Leaving them here would have been a waste.
She would take them back for her idle clansfolk to brew soup, nourishing the tiny young dragons with good, high-energy broth.
She flew several more circles through the pitch-black starry sky, confirming that no treasures had been left behind.
Passing through the door, she returned outside the ancient building.
She took out a brush and paper, divided the sheet in two, licked the brush tip, and swiftly drew two Dragon Language Divine Talismans. Standing on tiptoe, she crossed the two talismans over the door and slapped them once. Energy spread like ripples across water, covering the entire ancient building as the talismans sealed this place completely.
Standing at a distance with her hands behind her back, she inspected it and nodded in satisfaction, then copied the same footsteps she had used when leaving all those years ago.
She returned the way she had come to the place where Lord Lao's pill furnace stood, suddenly wanting to try artifact forging.
It would be such a pity for the Eight Trigrams Furnace to sit idle. This Bai Moulong would try forging a divine weapon treasure too.
She would forge a sword.
She had given her short weapon to Feng Ying, and no longer had a handy short weapon in hand. The flying swords condensed from dragon qi were slightly less powerful, so this was the perfect chance to use the Eight Trigrams Furnace to forge a new Immortal Sword. She had always used a straight saber to perform the Sword Control Technique,