In the living room, Lin Ximeng pulled Gu Yue and Na'er to sit on the sofa, her face full of loving smiles.
"What are you standing there for? Go cut some fruit and bring it over." Lin Ximeng turned to Fang Yang, who was standing by, and said.
"Okay."
Fang Yang nodded, muttering to himself, "Status -1, status -1..."
He turned and walked into the kitchen, skillfully finding fruit, washing it, and arranging it on a plate.
A moment later, he returned with a large plate of colorful, neatly arranged fruit.
"Mom, the fruit is ready." Fang Yang gently placed the fruit plate on the coffee table.
Lin Ximeng glanced at the fruit plate, nodding in satisfaction: "Hmm, it's arranged quite nicely."
"Alright, you're not needed here anymore. Go find somewhere to stay and don't disturb our conversation."
Fang Yang: "..."
His family status was clear at a glance.
He smiled helplessly, then turned and returned to his room, which he hadn't been in for a long time.
Pushing open the door, a familiar scent wafted over him.
The room's furnishings were still the same; the desk and bed were almost identical to when he had left.
Spotlessly clean, it was clear that his mother, Lin Ximeng, often came in to meticulously clean, silently awaiting his return.
A moment later, Fang Yang sat cross-legged, his spirit power surging like a tide within his body, flowing ceaselessly.
Now, the ethereal Black Flame, a different flame born from the Burning Art, had completely refined and devoured the Netherworld Poison Flame.
The six different flames had perfectly fused, transforming into a pure and powerful Origin force that circulated freely through his Meridians.
He took out four crystal-clear Soul Spirit orbs from his Storage Ring.
The surface of the orbs shimmered with light, and the forms of the Soul Spirits sealed within were faintly visible.
A ten-thousand-year Yin-Yang Crane, a ten-thousand-year Twin-Headed Fire Spirit Snake, a ten-thousand-year Shadow Dragon, and an Unyielding Tyrannosaurus Rex.
Before leaving Shrek, Fang Yang had specially gone to the Spirit Transfer Pagoda to obtain these high-quality Soul Spirits from his teacher, Leng Yaozhu.
Fang Yang circulated his spirit power, setting up an invisible spirit power barrier in the room, isolating all potential energy fluctuations from within.
Then, he successively activated the Soul Spirit orbs, and four Soul Spirits of different forms, each exuding a powerful aura, slowly emerged.
Around Fang Yang, six flames of different colors, equally terrifying and peerless, instantly rose!
Xuan Huang Flame, Ten Thousand Beast Spirit Fire, Yin-Yang Dual Flame, Qing Lian Earth Core Fire, Fallen Heart Flame, Netherworld Poison Flame.
The six spirit rings behind him also appeared.
Black, Black, Black, Black-White-Gold, Green-Gold, Black.
Among the first three spirit rings, the auras of the three ten-thousand-year Soul Spirits—Crimson Flame Lion, Dark Gold Demonic Crocodile, and Armored Sky Dragon—faintly emanated.
The newly appeared ten-thousand-year Yin-Yang Crane, ten-thousand-year Twin-Headed Fire Spirit Snake, ten-thousand-year Shadow Dragon, and Unyielding Tyrannosaurus Rex.
Under the terrifying pressure of the six different flames, they instinctively felt fear, trembling.
"Refine."
As Fang Yang's voice fell, the six flames around him merged into a single Black Flame.
This Black Flame's surface swirled with complex and profound runes, occasionally emitting a Chaos-like halo.
It burned silently, exuding a heart-palpitating pressure, as if even the Soul would be devoured by it.
The Black Flame instantly expanded, transforming into a vortex that swallowed the four Soul Spirits.
Violent energy fluctuations vibrated within the barrier, and the power of the Soul Spirits was gradually devoured and fused.
After an unknown period, the heart-palpitating energy fluctuations in the room slowly receded like a tide, eventually returning to calm.
Fang Yang slowly opened his eyes, a flicker of Black Flame disappearing in the depths of his pupils.
The different flame energy within his body, including the life Origin bestowed by the Golden Ancient Tree, had been completely devoured.
Behind him, seven spirit rings floated silently, their light flowing and exuding a majestic aura.
Deep Gold, Blood Red Gold, Brilliant Gold, Black-White-Gold, Green-Gold, White-Black, Green-Gold.
These seven unusually colored spirit rings were not of traditional colors; each contained a unique and powerful Origin force.
Although his spirit power Rank remained at seventy, earth-shattering changes had occurred within his body.
"Now, I am a complete body; I no longer need the golden dragon king divine core."
Fang Yang murmured softly, his voice calm.
Depriving Tang Wulin of the golden dragon king divine core back then was both to disrupt Tang San's contingency plan and to forge his own Foundation.
Without the immense blood Qi support of the golden dragon king divine core, he would have been unable to withstand the pain of the different flames burning his body.
The different flames not only scorched his mental force but also incinerated his Physical Body.
The golden dragon king divine core, one of the two great Clones of the Dragon God, represented the Douluo Plane's top-tier Physical Body strength and blood Qi Origin.
It contained an endless supply of blood Qi, which could be used to nourish his Physical Body.
With the Burning Art as the guide, and the six great different flames as the Foundation, he refined countless spirit power and blood Qi, thoroughly integrating this power into every inch of his flesh and blood, every wisp of his spirit power.
At this moment, Fang Yang's Physical Body was the divine core, his blood Qi forming its own cycle, no longer requiring any golden dragon king core.
A complete body meant that he had finally forged his own unique Foundation for becoming an Emperor.
Fang Yang's thoughts stirred slightly, and the seven unusually colored spirit rings quietly vanished, and the suffocating aura in the room also dissipated.
Only the familiar tranquil night of Aolai City outside the window remained.
Just then, a gentle knock sounded.
"Brother, it's time to eat." Na'er's clear and sweet voice rang out.
"Coming."
Fang Yang softly responded, tidied his clothes, pushed open the door, and walked out.
In the living room, the dining table was already laden with steaming, fragrant homemade dishes, bursting with color, aroma, and taste.
His mother, Lin Ximeng, was coming out of the kitchen with the last bowl of delicious fish soup, Gu Yue was meticulously setting out bowls and chopsticks, and Na'er was smiling at him.
"Yang, quickly wash your hands and eat. We're just waiting for you." His mother, Lin Ximeng, set down the soup bowl and called out.
"I'm coming."
Fang Yang responded with a smile, his heart full of warmth.
At the dining table, the atmosphere was warm and harmonious. His mother, Lin Ximeng, continuously served dishes to Gu Yue and Na'er.
Especially to Na'er, whom she had regained, she asked with concern about every detail of her life.
Na'er chattered about the interesting things at Shrek Academy, and although Gu Yue didn't say much, she would softly respond a few times, a faint smile on her lips.
"Oh, right, Na'er, Gu Yue, I've prepared gifts for you."
Midway through the meal, Lin Ximeng put down her chopsticks and, smiling, took out two exquisite wooden boxes from her spirit tool.
Opening the boxes, inside were two elegant white jade bracelets, their bodies smooth and translucent, faintly glowing with a soft luster.
She handed the jade bracelets to Na'er and Gu Yue respectively: "See if you like them?"
"Thank you, Mom! I love them so much!"
Na'er happily took the jade bracelet, immediately put it on her wrist, and admired it with great fondness.
"Thank you, Auntie, I like it very much." Gu Yue took the jade bracelet and also gently put it on her wrist.
The white jade complemented her fair skin, making her appear even more elegant.
"As long as you like them." Lin Ximeng looked at them, her eyes full of affection.
Fang Yang watched this scene from the side; how could he not understand the deeper meaning of his mother giving them bracelets?
This was clearly a sign of her approval for the two girls.
He, as if possessed, whispered, "Mom, it seems you'll have to prepare a few more of these bracelets in the future..."
As soon as his words fell, three gazes simultaneously focused on him.
Lin Ximeng wore a knowing smile, Na'er blinked her large amethyst-like eyes, and Gu Yue looked at him with calm eyes.
Though no words were spoken, Fang Yang instantly felt an invisible pressure.
Fang Yang quickly lowered his head and shoveled rice, mumbling, "Hmm... I mean... Mom, your cooking is really good, this food is delicious."
Lin Ximeng gave him an exasperated look. Na'er burst out laughing, and Gu Yue also slightly averted her gaze.
After this small interlude, his mother, Lin Ximeng, remembered something.
She took out another ancient-looking black ring and handed it to Fang Yang: "Here, Yang, this is for you."
"Thank you, Mom."
Fang Yang put on the black ring; it certainly held a deeper meaning.
Dinner concluded in a warm atmosphere.
As night deepened, the lights of Aolai City were sparse, and the sound of waves was faintly audible; everything was peaceful and beautiful.
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