Chaotic World Book
Chapter 335 - 328 Vermilion Bird Bathed in Fire

Chapter 335: Chapter 328 Vermilion Bird Bathed in Fire

The sun began to rise outside the mountains, but inside the cave, time was unknowable.

Huangfu Qing had been refining sword pills for the better part of the night.

If Zhao Changhe had been awake, he would have realized how fearsome a woman she was.

People have not yet begun Cultivation... What everyone referred to as "Fire Attribute Cultivation" involved True Qi of fire-like properties, which might create a sensation of a wave of fire during an eruption, but that did not mean one could genuinely form a fireball... Even if a powerful figure could produce a fireball, it didn’t mean they could sustain a true fire in their palm for several hours as she could.

Before, the various burnings she witnessed outside could be attributed to the effects of external manifestation of Heart Fire. Now, it was thoroughly the power of the Vermilion Bird itself, setting her apart from regular Martial Artists by a whole dimension. Even He Lei, who was ranked seventh before, couldn’t have displayed such power; if it had been the Vermilion Bird that Gui Chen and others had attacked back then, they probably would have been defeated early on...

Once one reached the Third Layer Secret Treasure, it represented the difference between the Heavenly List and the Earth List—an actual chasm between heaven and earth.

Once past that, one would emerge into the vast heavens.

But she hadn’t broken through yet.

The flames in her palm began to flicker from their initial stability, and Huangfu Qing’s complexion grew paler by the moment, nearly unable to sustain such a lengthy refinement.

Extracting specific components from an already refined sword pill not only required ample power of the flames but also an extremely delicate control. The depletion of True Qi was secondary; supporting it mentally was even harder.

Just a little more...

Huangfu Qing could almost feel it; the component pertaining to the Dragon Elephant Blood Ginseng in the sword pill had been concentrated into a drop of blood-like Ginseng Essence, which was being slowly and painfully expelled.

Just a bit more force was needed...

Regrettably, while physical exhaustion could still be endured, mental fatigue and scattered attention couldn’t be resolved by sheer willpower.

Especially when Heart Fire was slowly burning nearby, which normally required a significant portion of her energy to resist. Normally maintaining the Spirit Platform wasn’t a big issue, but what about during mental exhaustion?

Once her focus waned, it became easy for stray thoughts to breed under the external influence of the Heart Fire.

One moment she would think, "I, the noble Vermilion Bird, was kissed by this man"; the next, she would wonder if him kissing her apprentice counted as seduction; and then, whether people finding out would laugh.

And then she thought, if only he was Emperor Ye, why isn’t he?...

If he was, then the things she had thought about before wouldn’t matter, telling herself she was serving a god—that would be a great way out.

Her thoughts shifted again, wondering why she was thinking these things, and whether she truly fancied him?

The Heart Fire flickered, and myriad thoughts overwhelmed her.

In fact, this inadvertently met the needs of comprehending Heart Fire. This was refining the Heart Flame, drawing the Heart Fire. If one fiercely guarded the Spirit Platform, resisting fiercely, what could they gain?

It was precisely now, neither deliberately seeking comprehension nor guarding the Spirit Platform, allowing various thoughts to spread, that enabled her to find the deepest barriers hidden in her heart when faced with challenges.

What else could represent a person’s deepest inner fire besides fury?

A fire of passion? A fire of desire? These were experiences foreign to Huangfu Qing’s life.

What else?

Huangfu Qing hadn’t considered these, her thoughts naturally drifting to: He tirelessly sought items for Chichi, and what he found could also refine what he needed; the two of them fulfilled each other—what was she?

She was helping them refine, exhausting her True Qi, utterly weary; what was she doing?

—Jealousy.

Suddenly, the Heart Fire behind her flared intensely, extending inwardly and manifesting outwardly.

Huangfu Qing’s eyes, unknowingly, began to resemble flames again.

Fortunately, she was not an ordinary person. Realizing the negativity, she immediately gathered her composure, stabilized her Spirit Platform, just as when she had seemed possessed but had retained her rationality.

Glancing at the sword pill, a drop of golden-yellow and blood-streaked Ginseng Essence had emerged, just a little more left.

Should she give up?

After all, it was someone else’s belongings, their emotions—what was she doing? For this pair, to drain everything, to burn through her potential?

In the burning flames of jealousy, her fiery eyes dimmed and brightened intermittently.

"This sovereign has never abandoned her pursuits in life. The petty Heart Fire thinks to stop me?" The Qi in her Dantian surged wildly, drawing out her last bit of strength, and she released it all in one go.

"Boom!" Flames billowed, and a drop of Ginseng Essence floated up.

Huangfu Qing "pfft" out blood, which mingled with the Ginseng Essence and entered the sword pills.

What passion fire, desire fire, and jealousy fire...none could surpass the determined, prideful heart of a Martial Artist through a lifetime of relentless advancement.

What Heart Fire, what inner demons...she understood now.

The commotion was too great, and Zhao Changhe suddenly woke from his slumber, the first thing he saw was Huangfu Qing spitting blood.

His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly swept over to her, catching her body before it collapsed: "What happened?"

The words caught in his throat as he probed Huangfu Qing’s Qi within her meridians and clearly detected her Dantian being drained, her meridians desiccated, both her Qi and blood weak, even threatening her very foundation.

"How did this happen..." Zhao Changhe was in a panic, his own Rejuvenation Technique was not strong enough to handle such severe injuries...

At that moment, Zhao Changhe didn’t care about anything else; he quickly took out an elixir and stuffed it into Huangfu Qing’s mouth, then exerted all his strength to circulate the Rejuvenation Technique, attempting to revive her Dantian.

Huangfu Qing stared at him unblinkingly, a flicker in her gaze.

She could feel his anxious desperation, that sense of powering everything but somewhat in vain...

"Heh..." she smiled slightly, "No need to waste your effort. Haven’t you seen what this drop of ginseng liquid beside me is?"

"Dragon Elephant Blood Ginseng?" Zhao Changhe was both angry and anxious, "You got hurt like this for this thing? Then I’d rather not have it! Oh right..."

Given Huangfu Qing’s current condition, isn’t it possible to use this to replenish her?

He suddenly reached out and drew the ginseng liquid toward him, slapping it directly into Huangfu Qing’s mouth.

Huangfu Qing’s eyes widened, "You came to Kunlun just for this! If you miss it, there might not be another chance, whereas my injuries are still manageable..."

"Compared to this, I just want you to be alright."

Huangfu Qing held the ginseng liquid in her mouth, looking steadily at him.

Inside her body, the effect of his Rejuvenation Technique still was transmitting, seeping into the exhausted channels of her Dantian, bringing a sense of rebirth from dead wood in spring. Although very weak, it was very exquisite... That’s right, previously, outside, he had also used this power attempting to soothe his own Heart Fire, but at that time his reason was chaotic, and he hadn’t been able to thoroughly feel it.

Now minutely sensing it, this was Azure Dragon Rejuvenation, one of the basic laws among the Four Symbols...

With the ginseng liquid catalyzing it, a vast energy of blood and Qi spread through her body, bringing new life to her exhausted Dantian.

If he could do this, what else was there for him to envy?

The flames in Huangfu Qing’s eyes faded and disappeared, returning to their original clarity.

Jealousy extinguished, affection lightly ignited.

The flame in her heart, it was just like this.

No matter which kind of fire, it couldn’t control me... I was their master.

Zhao Changhe anxiously circulated the Rejuvenation Technique, but suddenly with astonishment noticed that the Heart Fire, which Huangfu Qing once claimed, "I can’t carry away," began to shrink, shrink, and slowly turned into a tiny flame, entering Huangfu Qing’s Spirit Platform.

Inside the exhausted Dantian, what was originally a rebirth under the effect of the ginseng liquid and the Rejuvenation Technique, at this moment suddenly changed meaning; the notion of regrowth from grass and trees unexpectedly turned into a roaring flame, reviving in the Dantian, from a spark growing into a prairie fire.

If Zhao Changhe’s Divine Thought were enough, he’d hear a phoenix cry echoing deep within Huangfu Qing’s Spirit Platform, within the vast Soul Sea, a firebird reborn, soaring across the sky, flames covering the heavens.

Azure Dragon Rejuvenation, Vermilion Bird bathing in fire, naturally corroborating each other, implying transformation.

In Cloud Mountain, a woodcutter stopped to gaze afar while collecting wood.

Off in the distance of Kun Gang, the form of a firebird manifested between the mountains, soaring into the ninth heaven, piercing through the clouds.

"Kunlun shattered, Vermilion Bird reborn, Heart Fire bows down... The ascent to the Secret Realm is affirmed," the old woodcutter sighed, "Another joins the path of God Demons."

Inside the Secret Realm, Zhao Changhe dumbly watched as Huangfu Qing, who instantly regained her normal state, gathered her skirt. Are you believing in the Four Symbols or Spring Brother, huh?

Initially soft and weak in his arms, now her presence was overwhelming, she instead pinned him beneath her.

Zhao Changhe felt that he was no match for her at all, easily held down by her, small, pitiful, and helpless.

"Little brother, don’t always think you can stand tall..." Huangfu Qing stretched her white jade-like fingers, gently twirling them on his chin, her eyes filled with a teasing smile, "Dragon Elephant Blood Ginseng, do you still want it?"

Zhao Changhe stuttered, "Isn’t it gone?"

"The recovery I used wasn’t from the medicinal effect of Dragon Elephant Blood Ginseng, not even your Rejuvenation Technique..." Huangfu Qing gently leaned down, kissing near his lips while whispering, "The medicinal effect hasn’t absorbed into my body, I can give it back to you... and even give you a bit more..."

"Ah? Mmm mmm..." His lips were blocked, unable to speak any longer.

The medicinal effect of Dragon Elephant Blood Ginseng transferred into Zhao Changhe’s body, highly compatible with his needed vast Qi and blood surging forth, previously having consumed the Blood Coagulation Red Fruit gifted by Xia Longyuan, had laid a foundation for the so-called Blood Shura Body, now it seemed to supplement the other half needed, the power of Dragon Elephant permeating his limbs and bones, massive energy raging violently.

Whether Inner Strength or External Skill, it shot directly to the Mystical Gate Ninth Layer, reaching the barrier.

"Fool..." Huangfu Qing softly kissed him, mumbling unclearly, "Aren’t you versed in Dual Cultivation Skill... Breath passing through mouth and tongue, can also dual cultivate... are you afraid?"

"Damn it..." Zhao Changhe suddenly arched up, flipping her beneath himself, fiercely kissing her, "If it’s dual cultivation, that’s my lead!"

Huangfu Qing didn’t struggle, closing her eyes to feel his kiss, slightly parting her lips, coordinating with his dual cultivation breath passing back and forth.

Clearly feeling his muscles brimming with explosive power, seemingly harboring the strength of a Dragon Elephant, so compelling.

Whether it was Inner Breath or external power, the Mystical Gate Ninth Layer roared and broke through, almost without any resistance.

Who says only he and Chichi achieve each other?

I am the same.

"Hey wait! Who allowed you to take off my clothes? Don’t let the blood Qi be so strong!"

"Isn’t this over yet?"

"Stop... stop... oh gosh... what kind of strange physique is this, who taught you to practice?"

"I can’t help it, I can use hands, alright..."