I Made Up Cultivation Techniques, So How Did You All Become Great Emperors?
Chapter 230

Chu Feng: It's Decided, You're Rocket Turtle!

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Night falls.

In the bedroom.

Chu Feng stretched and casually called out, "Little Fire."

"Exist."

The fire spirit flew to Chu Feng's side and kept jumping around.

"My lord, are you going to give me a reward?"

"Absolutely."

Chu Feng smiled and said, "I said I would give you a fire crystal, and I will definitely give you a fire crystal."

As soon as he finished speaking, the storage ring in his hand glowed slightly, and then a fire crystal appeared in his hand.

"Take it."

"Thank you, sir."

As the Little Fire Spirit spoke, it swallowed the fire crystal in one gulp.

Soon, the flames on the Little Fire Spirit dimmed, and at the same time, a change occurred in the Little Fire Spirit.

What was originally just a faint, almost imperceptible fire spirit gradually solidified and transformed into the shape of Turtle Spirit Earth Fire.

At the same time, a powerful aura emanated from the Little Fire Spirit.

Seeing this Chu Feng casually waved his hand, using his magic to envelop the entire courtyard.

In the Prince's Palace, several miles away.

Fang Mu disguised himself and left through the dog hole, heading towards the city's underground black market.

About an hour later, Fang Mu arrived at the underground black market, a place he had learned about from the guards of the Prince's mansion.

The medicinal paste—no, the pills—in his hand were easiest to sell here.

After all, legitimate medicine shops wouldn't even consider his low-grade Body Tempering Pill.

Fang Mu looked around and soon spotted a stall buying Body Tempering Pill. The sign said one hundred taels for a low-grade Body Tempering Pill or ten low-grade spirit stones, and mid-grade Body Tempering Pill...

One hundred taels of silver. Upon seeing this number, Fang Mu's eyes lit up. This price was half the price of a regular medicine shop, but for him, it was already a huge profit.

He stepped forward and deliberately asked in a hoarse voice, "You accept Body Tempering Pill?"

"Good."

The stall owner showed no surprise at Fang Mu's heavily disguised appearance, as most people on the black market dressed similarly.

Fang Mu said calmly, "I have some low-grade Body Tempering Pill here."

"Could I inspect the goods first?"

The stall owner's tone remained completely calm. He might have been a little excited if it were a high-grade Body Tempering Pill, but low-grade Body Tempering Pill were very common on the black market.

"Of course."

Fang Mu took out a porcelain bottle from his waist and handed it over.

The stall owner took the porcelain bottle, opened it, and a look of suspicion appeared in his eyes.

The pills inside are indeed Body Tempering Pill, but their shape is somewhat strange.

"It is indeed a low-grade Body Tempering Pill. Do you want one hundred taels of silver, or would you like to collect ten pills and exchange them for one low-grade spirit stone?"

One hundred taels of silver.

Fang Mu spoke, he handed the stall owner another porcelain bottle. After confirming that it was correct, the stall owner took out two hundred-tael silver notes and handed them over.

"Please click it."

"No problem."

Fang Mu carefully put away the silver notes, then strolled around the black market before quietly leaving. When he returned to the palace, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He glanced at the sky; there were less than two hours left until dawn.

Fang Mu hid the silver notes carefully before finally falling asleep.

Inside the courtyard.

The aura emanating from Chu Feng's room naturally alerted the Golden-Winged Eagle King and Bing Yan.

They, one eagle and one person, quickly arrived at Chu Feng's room. Upon seeing the fire spirit that was about to take shape, they showed little surprise.

In the Heavenly Profound Continent, all things can transform into human form to cultivate; many Flame Clan evolved from a ball of fire.

At dawn, the Little Fire Spirit finally transformed into a palm-sized fire spirit turtle, exuding an aura of the Nirvana Realm.

It immediately flew towards Chu Feng and respectfully said, "Little Fire thanks you, sir, for bestowing upon me the Fire Crystal, which allows me to evolve into a spiritual body."

Chu Feng laughed and said, "Not bad, you can finally speak human language now. Calling you Little Fire Spirit isn't quite appropriate anymore."

"Please grant me a name, sir."

The Little Fire Spirit spoke without even thinking.

Chu Feng scrutinized the Fire Spirit Turtle before him, a thoughtful expression on his face.

A moment later, his eyes lit up and he smiled, saying, "It's decided, it's you, Rocket Turtle!"

Upon hearing this, Little Fire Spirit excitedly exclaimed, "Thank you for bestowing a name upon me, Master! From now on, I'll be called Rocket Turtle!"

The Golden-Winged Eagle King, standing to the side, laughed and said, "Congratulations, my elder brother, your fire spirit has taken human form! From now on, we'll have free labor for alchemy."

Rocket Turtle:???

It glared at the big bird with displeasure. If you can't speak properly, then shut up. Don't bastard and I'll burn your feathers while I'm having such a good time!

Chu Feng coughed twice with a serious expression. "Brother Eagle, don't look down on my Rocket Turtle. What do you mean by free alchemy labor? It's destined to become a master turtle who excels in both alchemy and weapon crafting!"

Upon hearing the adult's praise, Rocket Turtle put his hands on his hips and nodded with a smug look on his face.

But it quickly realized something was wrong, its expression changed slightly, and it turned to look at Chu Feng, muttering, "My lord, you're not joking with me, are you?"

Chu Feng smiled and said, "I have no reason to joke with you. Keep it up! The more skilled you are in alchemy, the more treasures you can obtain."

Rocket Turtle downed the bowl of chicken soup without a second thought, and nodded. "I'll try my best!"

Watching this scene, the Golden-Winged Eagle King thought to himself: This little guy has been completely fooled by his older brother. He might get sold off someday without anyone knowing.

But who would be willing to sell a spirit fire that can automatically refine pills and forge weapons?

Thinking of this, the Golden-Winged Eagle King approached with a smile and asked, "Brother, my dear brother, the Spirit Flame is pretty good, can you get me one too?"

Chu Feng patted him on the shoulder. "Brother Diao, you can't control something like spiritual fire. You should focus on cultivation and strive to reach the Half-Saint Realm as soon as possible."

The Golden-Winged Eagle King, "If you can write me a Dao Script, I will definitely be able to comprehend the True Essence of the Great Dao and break through to the Half-Saint Realm within half a year."

After hearing its words, a thought flashed through Chu Feng's mind: the opportunity to grasp the True Essence of the Great Dao had arrived. He smiled and said:

"That's simple, but I still don't know what your innate supernatural power is, so I can't write a Dao Script suitable for you to comprehend."

Upon hearing this, the Golden-Winged Eagle King said, "My supernatural power is actually a kind of Buddhist Divine Foot. However, in the Dao-Seeking Academy, Buddhism is in decline. Although there have been Buddhist Saint, there has never been a powerhouse above the Saint level."

Therefore, I have not had the opportunity to observe the Buddhist teachings of this supernatural power, which is why I wish to seek some Great Dao Script from you to comprehend them."

Chu Feng smiled and said, "In that case, the Great Dao Script is not suitable for you; Sanskrit is more suitable."

"That's right."

The Golden-Winged Eagle King nodded, then, as if remembering something, widened his eyes and tentatively asked Chu Feng, "Brother, you wouldn't be telling me you even know Sanskrit, would you?"

Chu Feng nodded slightly. "I know a little, I know a little."

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