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After chatting for a while—
"In just over half a month, the Spatial Trade Fair will begin," Yao Lao said slowly. "According to the information we've received through secret channels, this time, a fragment of the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame map will appear there."
He paused for a moment, frowning slightly. "We should prepare ourselves carefully. After all, the ones eligible to participate in that trade fair are top-tier powerhouses and the strongest factions on the continent."
"The Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame is simply too alluring. Since we've already received this news ahead of time, I'm sure other forces and experts have as well."
"That means… if we want to compete for that fragment, we'll have to pay a heavy price this time."
Wei Yang and Xiao Yan both nodded.
The Spatial Trade Fair was considered one of the most prestigious and high-level gatherings on the entire continent. At such an event, Heaven Grade cultivation techniques and Dou Techniques were far from rare.
As for the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame—it was ranked third on the Heavenly Flame Ranking.
That rank alone spoke volumes of its power. Its allure? Beyond question.
Even if it was only a single fragment of a map connected to it, the value of such an item was unimaginable. After all, this was something related to one of the rarest and most mysterious Heavenly Flames in existence.
To obtain it amidst countless powerful competitors would be no easy feat.
"No matter what, we must get that Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame fragment—whatever it takes!" Yao Lao's voice was deep and firm. "Out of the four fragments, two are already in our hands. This third one, we must not let slip away."
"Mm." Xiao Yan nodded, a faint gleam of excitement flashing in his eyes.
He already possessed two of the fragments, and the upcoming trade fair would reveal the third. It was close—he was getting closer and closer to the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame!
The top three flames on the Heavenly Flame Ranking all possessed world-shattering power. Each of them was unique—there would never be a second of its kind. They were said to have formed over tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands of years.
According to legend, because their power was too overwhelming, even the heavens and earth feared their existence and would not allow too many to be born. Unless one of them completely vanished, it would take countless ages before another of the same kind could appear again.
Such beings were feared by gods and dreaded by the heavens themselves.
"Unfortunately," Yao Lao sighed, "Even if we manage to get the third fragment this time, who knows when the last one will appear."
Hearing this, Xiao Yan could only give a bitter smile and shake his head. All these years, he had exhausted every possible method to search, yet he had only managed to obtain two fragments by sheer luck.
"Who said we only have two?" Wei Yang suddenly spoke up, smiling faintly.
"Hm?"
Both Xiao Yan and Yao Lao froze, turning toward him in astonishment. For a moment, they couldn't even react.
After a few seconds, Xiao Yan was the first to recover, eyes widening with excitement as he leaned forward. "Brother Wei, don't tell me—!"
Wei Yang smiled and nodded. With a flip of his hand, a thin, ancient scroll appeared out of thin air. He tossed it casually toward Xiao Yan.
"I got this one by accident," Wei Yang said in mock helplessness. "Originally, I was planning to keep it hidden until the right time and trade it for a Heaven Grade cultivation technique or Dou Technique or something fun."
"But since you already have two fragments, and you're about to compete for the third at the trade fair, there's no point in me keeping it. I'd just be ripping you off. So let's just call this an early betrothal gift—for my son's future marriage."
Xiao Yan hurriedly caught the scroll, handling it with care as he unrolled it. The moment his eyes fell upon it, he couldn't contain his excitement. "It's real! It's really the third fragment!"
With that, the upcoming trade fair's fragment would be the fourth, and also the final piece of the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame map!
As for Wei Yang suddenly pulling out a fragment—Xiao Yan, though thrilled, didn't find it all that strange anymore.
Honestly, he was already numb to surprises like this.
When it came to Heavenly Flames and anything connected to them, nothing involving Wei Yang could ever be considered strange. After all, this guy's fate with Heavenly Flames… sigh, there was no point even talking about it.
In fact, if one day Wei Yang casually took out a second Gold Emperor Incinerating Heavenly Flame, Xiao Yan probably wouldn't even bat an eye. He'd just go, "Oh," and move on.
Why the Gold Emperor Incinerating Heavenly Flame instead of the Nihility Devouring Flame or Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame?
Because, of course, both the Nihility Devouring Flame and Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame are unique—only one of each exists.
The Nihility Devouring Flame was in the hands of the Hun Clan, while the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame… well, three fragments of its map were now in his hands. Even for Wei Yang, this was something he couldn't possibly conjure up, right?
As for the Gold Emperor Incinerating Heavenly Flame—although it rested in the hands of the Gu Clan and was said to be unique in the world—Xiao Yan didn't dare guarantee that Wei Yang couldn't somehow get his hands on it.
Yao Lao shared the same attitude. He wasn't shocked in the slightest. Instead, he felt an inexplicable sense that this was only natural. With a smile on his face, he stroked his beard and couldn't help but sigh.
"The Purifying Lotus Demon Flame has four fragment maps in total. To think that after all the twists and turns, three of them have ended up in the hands of our master-and-disciple pair. Xiao Yan, this flame truly has fate with you—it seems destined to be yours."
"Mm." Xiao Yan nodded excitedly, then turned to Wei Yang with a smile. "Thanks, Brother Wei. In that case, I won't be polite."
"Hey, hey, this isn't a free gift—it's a betrothal gift!" Wei Yang reminded him. "So don't you come asking me for another one later. You won't get it!"
"I know, I know—this counts as the betrothal gift."
Xiao Yan waved his hand nonchalantly, joy written all over his face as he stored away the map fragment, "We're brothers, aren't we? Besides, I'm more than satisfied with Ye'er. I wasn't planning on asking for anything anyway. I figured whatever you gave would be fine."
"You couldn't have said that earlier? Then I wouldn't have given you something so valuable!" Wei Yang smacked his thigh in mock regret, his expression exaggeratedly annoyed.
"Hahaha!" Both Yao Lao and Xiao Yan burst into hearty laughter.
Over the following half month, the trio all entered seclusion. During that time, above the Star Realm's skies, multicolored thunderclouds would appear from time to time—causing no small commotion among the members of Falling Star Pavilion.
They were all astonished—wondering why these three mighty figures suddenly had the interest to refine pills together. Those dazzling colored pill tribulations, one after another, were an exceedingly rare sight.
Yet, despite the frequency, not a single thundercloud caused any destruction. Each time a Pill Lightning was about to descend, a figure would silently flash into the thundercloud. Moments later, amidst booming thunderclaps, all the lightning would be absorbed cleanly.
Among those figures was a dark-golden puppet, as well as two others who were well-known to everyone—the two powerful servants of Young Pavilion Master Wei: the Rank 8 magic beasts Du Jiao and Xiong Zhan.
Of the two, Xiong Zhan was undoubtedly the most attention-grabbing.
Every time, he directly revealed his true form—transforming into an enormous black bear, a towering behemoth nearly a hundred meters tall, charging into the thunderclouds with unstoppable force, greedily devouring bolts of lightning.
The giant bear's entire body was jet-black, its fur standing upright like steel needles. On its broad chest, eight bright silver patterns gleamed distinctly. But what shocked everyone even more was that behind the bear trailed a twenty-meter-long black tail.
When that massive tail lashed through the air, it emitted howling winds—it looked almost like a dragon's tail. Anyone knowledgeable enough would immediately recognize that this form belonged to an exceedingly rare species—the Ancient Dragon Bear!
On the peak of the main tower, Feng Zun Zhe, Tian Huo Zun Zhe, and the others all gazed upward at the immense creature amidst the colorful thunderclouds. The enormous beast's maw opened wide as it greedily devoured lightning, leaving the spectators dumbfounded.
Their eyes first swept across the eight silver patterns on its chest, then focused on the dragon-like tail behind it, their pupils narrowing slightly. An Ancient Dragon Bear—such a ferocious magic beast had long since gone extinct on the Dou Qi Continent.
This species was classified as an ancient exotic beast, one that carried traces of dragon blood in its veins—terrifyingly powerful, with unmatched physical strength.
According to ancient records, the Dragon Bear was also known as the Nine-Pattern Demon Dragon Bear. The silver lines on its chest weren't for decoration—they were used to measure its strength.
It was said that when a Dragon Bear possessed nine of these "dragon patterns," the dragon blood within it would fully awaken. At that moment, it would undergo a complete transformation—and if the metamorphosis succeeded, it would evolve into the legendary Ultimate Dragon Bear.
A being so mighty that it could shatter the heavens and rend the earth with a mere gesture. Because of this, the markings were also referred to as dragon marks.
And now, this Dragon Bear already had eight dragon marks. Once the ninth appeared, this monstrous creature would become the fearsome Ultimate Dragon Bear—a being that even in the ancient era was counted among the most terrifying of beasts.
Its power would rival that of the Nine-Colored Heaven Swallowing Python, the Ancient Heavenly Phoenix, and even the Ancient Void Dragon—absolutely not inferior in the slightest. Just as that thought crossed their minds—
As the black giant bear continued to devour thunder, the silver lines across its chest began to shift and change. The transformation left Feng Zun Zhe and the others rubbing their eyes in disbelief, wondering if they were seeing things.
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