Purple Gold Immortal Cauldron!

Three days flashed by.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone over the open-air arena of Fire Spirit Peak, dyeing everything red.

At the center of the arena, ten square stone platforms, each over ten feet tall and a hundred feet long and wide, had risen up.

These stone platforms were arranged in a circle, golden radiance flickering across them and giving off an indestructible feeling.

All around, though the tournament had yet to begin, quite a few people had already taken their seats in the stands.

"Look, those are Fire Spirit Peak's two Golden Cauldron prodigies, the hosts of this event!"

In Spiritual Elegance Peak's spectator group, a disciple pointed at the two youths directly opposite them.

One wore a green robe and had narrow eyes, while the other looked like a scholar.

The two were surrounded by disciples, chatting and laughing merrily.

"I thought Li Huai'an would reign supreme among this batch of newcomers. Who knew five specially recruited students would emerge at the end? Li Huai'an has rivals now," one disciple sighed.

"That's the only woman among the Golden Cauldron prodigies!"

Someone else pointed not far to their left.

There stood an exceptionally ethereal woman.

She was like a lotus, gorgeous but not seductive. Dressed in red, she stood graceful and poised, with bright eyes and pearly teeth, her smile sweet.

"She's a different sort of great beauty from Ling Qinghe. But given her talent, her reputation will likely surpass Ling Qinghe's by quite a bit," Wang Tao said with some admiration.

"Huh? She seems to be looking this way. Is it because of Li Huai'an?"

"She's coming over!"

Right after that, everyone saw this newly famous female prodigy walking toward them.

In the end, she stopped in front of Liang Hai.

"?? When did she go blind?" Everyone was somewhat taken aback.

Even Liang Hai himself was flattered beyond measure. He swallowed involuntarily, his heart pounding wildly.

But the next moment, they heard her ask, "Who is Bai Jing?"

"..." Liang Hai.

"He..." Liang Hai stammered nervously, but someone answered before he could.

"Bai Jing didn't come."

Upon hearing that, the woman turned and left.

Watching her retreating figure, one disciple asked in confusion, "Why did she ask about Bai Jing?"

"Perhaps because Bai Jing took first place in the wind-element trial, and this woman cultivates that Heaven Scroll. She probably wanted to test Bai Jing's talent in the Wind Element Heaven Scroll," a disciple guessed.

"That makes sense!" Everyone nodded. They did not believe she had sought Bai Jing out for any other reason.

Before long, two disciples from other immortal peaks arrived and happened to ask Liang Hai, "Bai Jing didn't come?"

"..." Liang Hai was speechless. Why was everyone here to find Bai Jing, and why did they keep coming to him to ask?

He immediately shook his head.

"I see." Xu Shan looked at the people of Spiritual Elegance Peak with some disappointment. He had wanted to see his friend.

Dong!

Not long after, a melodious bell rang out.

"The tournament has begun!" The newcomers all grew expectant.

This tournament would basically determine the strength rankings of this year's Spiritual Cultivator newcomers.

At the same time, the contest between the six Golden Cauldron prodigies was also a major spectacle.

No. 13, Southwest Street, afternoon.

In the cultivation room, the scene in Bai Jing's sea of consciousness was reflected in his eyes:

Golden Cauldron (499/500)

He took a deep breath, his heartbeat quickening slightly. Then he poured his entire mind back into cultivating this scripture.

The sun sank beyond the western hills.

Proficiency +1!

As he ground out the final point of progress, the scripture on the Talent Tree was finally cultivated to perfection: Purple Gold Immortal Cauldron (cannot be improved)!!

He opened his eyes in delighted surprise. At this moment, earth-shaking changes had already occurred within his body.

The golden cauldron trembled faintly. The runes engraved upon it flashed, then all detached from the cauldron and rearranged themselves.

One had to know that when the Purple Cauldron had transformed into the Golden Cauldron, only a small portion of its runes had changed.

Yet now, they were all being reorganized!!

Buzz, buzz!

A series of sounds rang out as the arranged runes began to bloom with dazzling radiance.

"Hide!" Bai Jing shouted softly, circulating Minor Divine Concealment at full force to prevent the radiance from shining out of his body.

Cold sweat streamed down his back in fright. Fortunately, he had not neglected this supreme concealment art, and it had already reached Minor Mastery.

Dong!

The runes gradually finished forming. Sounds like Dao chimes echoed within his body, leaving his entire body numb from the vibrations.

Boom!

At that moment, the qi and blood within the cauldron began to boil. Terrifying blood qi surged layer upon layer from the cauldron, wrapped within the runes.

Looking inward, Bai Jing discovered that the golden-tinged blood qi had begun a new transformation. Its golden sheen was washed away, as though purified, seemingly returning to its most scarlet state.

"Hm?" At that moment, he felt his connection to the Immortal Cauldron, and even to the runes, grow far closer.

"Condense!" Following his will, he gave a sharp cry.

Suddenly, the qi and blood in the cauldron began to gleam gold again. Yet with another shift of Bai Jing's thoughts, that golden radiance dispersed.

I can control changes in the intensity of my qi and blood! Joy surged within him.

No.

Bai Jing stared directly at the flickering runes.

It was these mysterious runes that changed the qi and blood, while what he controlled was the runes themselves.

Dong!

A sound as if it could shake heaven and earth rang out from his abdomen, startling the pondering Bai Jing so badly that he nearly jumped.

He immediately looked over and saw that the densely packed runes had already finished forming.

Buzz!

Streams of multicolored radiance shone from the runes, becoming ever more mysterious and ancient.

Fortunately, he had activated Minor Divine Concealment and blocked the radiance from shining outside his body. Otherwise, who knew what might have happened.

Clang!

The next moment, the rearranged runes were engraved upon the cauldron once more, immediately releasing a trembling hum.

Dong dong! Dong dong!

Then the entire cauldron began to transform, as though something terrifying were being nurtured within it.

Bai Jing looked into the cauldron. Inside, the space that had originally been occupied by qi and blood had become deep and unfathomable, like an abyss without end.

The sounds of something being nurtured also gradually became clearer.

In an instant, streams of multicolored light flew from the cauldron and spread throughout his body.

Immediately after, he felt every pore on his body glowing. It felt extremely comfortable.

Then black, viscous matter was expelled from every pore.

"No way!" Bai Jing cried out strangely, overwhelmed by the stench.

Before transforming the Purple Gold Immortal Cauldron, he had already reached perfection in the Twelve Gates of Qi and Blood and achieved an immaculate body.

Why were there still so many impurities now?

There was no answer. Bai Jing only felt himself becoming increasingly ethereal and otherworldly. His skin turned crystalline and radiant, even carrying a faint fragrance.

His five viscera and six bowels boomed like drums, their sound like thunder. They seemed to have been scoured and reforged by the streams of multicolored light, becoming stronger.

It was like the Twelve Gates of Qi and Blood, every gate reforged to its utmost limit. He felt his bodily strength increasing dramatically.

Buzz!

The changes had not ended. Bai Jing's clear eyes now turned multicolored.

At that moment, every object between heaven and earth became exceptionally clear. When he glanced to the side, he could even see the reflection of a figure of light sitting cross-legged in his eyes.

"Li Huai'an?" Bai Jing froze.

"A Dao Platform?" He stared carefully and saw a blurry Golden Light flickering around the figure's abdomen.

Don't tell me this is something like Ling Qinghe's Dharma Eyes, he secretly guessed.

Not long after, the transformation completely ended.

Dong!

Bai Jing was just about to rise and wash himself when, unexpectedly, the Purple Gold Immortal Cauldron stirred again.

Boom!

At that moment, the hazy purple qi in the sky surged and roiled.

"Is this about to break through to the Dao Platform?" Bai Jing suddenly felt strands of purple qi drilling into his body through his pores.