Azure Heaven Saber
Chapter 891 - 891 303 Divine Artifact Two-in-One_3

Chapter 891: Chapter 303: Divine Artifact [Two-in-One]_3 Chapter 891: Chapter 303: Divine Artifact [Two-in-One]_3 “Thank you for cultivating me!”

In just a short moment, the bark split open and a section of original timber stick, shining with golden light, separated itself from the trunk.

Feng Yin glanced at the stick and observed that it was at least as thick as a bowl, twelve feet long, with both ends slightly thinner, perfect for a human hand to grasp.

Even if directly used as a club-like weapon, it would be more than sufficient!

The Iron Heart Tree, which condensed the stick, seemed exceptionally weary, its divine sense vibrating, “This stick has been made completely according to Elder Peng’s requirements. That one, who comprehends creation, forced me to give my all. It consumed one third of my essence to condense, and I definitely can’t do this again in a short time, not even with the master’s aid.”

“Didn’t I tell you to act within your capabilities? How could you have exhausted so much?” Feng Yin exclaimed in shock, not having expected the Iron Heart Tree to be so generous with its efforts.

The Iron Heart Tree’s divine sense vibrated, “I thought it best to succeed in one go. Didn’t you say before, you had a portion of the most essence stashed away? The section I’ve given you is the utmost limit that can be manifested by external forces on a single Iron Heart Tree. Give this to him and he should be very pleased. Since it’s a favor, better do it perfectly in one go and save the trouble of doing it twice!”

“Besides, if we skimp on the effort and it’s not enough, wouldn’t we still have to chop off another section…” the Iron Heart Tree cleverly added.

“Hmm, you make a point,” Feng Yin conceded.

Feng Yin was ready to bestow more divine energy to replenish what was spent.

“Master, not at this moment,” the Iron Heart Tree hastily interjected. “What I’ve expended is my essence, different from ordinary depletion. It requires my own power to harmonize before accepting master’s grace. If the master gives benefits now and forcibly makes up the loss, it would actually destabilize my foundation and create empty spaces within.”

“Understood, your action has compromised your foundation, which needs to be stabilized before further enhancement… Just like in our cultivation, suddenly losing a great deal of energy damages the foundation and cannot rely solely on external force to replenish… Let’s wait until you’re better, we have all the time in the world,” Feng Yin said gravely.

Iron Heart Tree likely feels like a hollow tree right now, probably in that condition.

…

The next day.

Peng Wanli arrived at the small courtyard as promised.

The Cat Emperor, meanwhile, experienced a surprise that intensified with each passing day.

Because today, both her husband and sister-in-law had opened their eyes. Though their souls were still not whole, they could now move freely, including eating and speaking on their own, even though their memory loss was severe and their bodies still extremely weak.

But these conditions would naturally improve as the divine sense continued to return, eventually reaching perfection.

With Feng Yin’s treatment, the physical condition of both had already been restored to their peak. The so-called weakness was merely a false display caused by their incomplete souls.

After comforting the two, seeing Peng Wanli’s arrival, the Cat Emperor came out as well.

She was curious about what Feng Yin had prepared for Peng Wanli, disbelieving anything to do with a privately hoarded Iron Heart Tree. Yet, she wanted to see how Feng Yin would justify himself.

“Elder Peng, please see what you think.”

From the Space Ring, Feng Yin took out the Iron Heart Tree’s condensed essence—the original timber stick—and held it level in his hand.

“Ah!”

The Cat Emperor couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise at the sight.

She saw that the Iron Heart Tree timber appeared naturally perfect, without a trace of sculpting, and despite being just a piece of wood, it radiated a faint golden glow.

Upon closer inspection, it seemed like there was no golden light—just an illusion.

But the Cat Emperor knew well that the golden radiance was real and no mere illusion.

“That is… the inner essence of divinity!” The Cat Emperor’s heart suddenly tightened.

This material was nearly equivalent to an Innate treasure!

Peng Wanli exhibited even more astonishment than the Cat Emperor. His usual calmness vanished as he suddenly stood up, near-instantly appearing in front of Feng Yin, his eyes filled with a shock that not even millennia of emotional fortitude could suppress.

“Is this… Innate essence Thunderstruck Dragon-subduing Wood?”

“This this this… This is the shape achieved from Innate accomplishment? What a marvelous gift!”

Peng Wanli’s eyes were filled with indescribable shock. He almost didn’t dare to touch it, just looking at it with profound astonishment.

In his previous expectations, the ideal outcome would have been to receive a piece of Iron Heart Tree timber slightly better than the one he had seen yesterday. He would still need to combine it with many treasures he had collected over the years and then find the world’s number one weaponsmith, Zhu Bailian, to help. Even in the most ideal and smoothest scenario, forging it to success would take three to five years at least.

That was also if everything went perfectly, considering a weapon appropriate for someone as powerful as himself, even refining for a hundred years would be common.

How could he have imagined that what Feng Yin brought out was a finished product!

For Feng Yin, this cylindrical piece of timber was still a roughcast needing refinement, but to mighty beings like Elder Peng and the Cat Emperor, this was already a weapon ready to be wielded, only waiting to be nurtured and attuned to them!

Such a supreme object, a dreamlike treasure, was beyond even what Zhu Bailian could perfect, even if he worked himself to death!

The surprise was just too great, coming so unexpectedly that even Peng Wanli, usually so composed, felt an exhilaration bordering on ecstasy.

“May I try holding it?”

Peng Wanli’s eyes brimmed with affection.

“It was meant for Elder Peng all along, please feel free to hold it,” Feng Yin offered.