"Roar!"

Within the Nine Dragons Red Flame Cauldron, a soul-stirring dragon chant echoed, almost vibrating the air. Li Lin could tell that this chant seemed to be emitted by a Little Dragon, carrying a ferocious and mighty aura.

Inside the Nine Dragons Red Flame Cauldron, a solution transformed from ten-thousand-year-old red copper trembled violently. In the cave, a confluence of energy from heaven and earth, along with the integration of two soul forces, plus the essence blood power from Li Lin's body and the energy from Uncle Jiang, amounted to almost four types of energies merging together.

Uncle Jiang's hands continued to form one complex secret seal after another, his complexion turning visibly paler with each seal formed.

Li Lin looked at Uncle Jiang, realizing that Uncle Jiang's artifact refining ability had reached a level he had never heard or seen before. Li Lin found himself increasingly unable to fathom Uncle Jiang's strength.

At this moment, under Uncle Jiang's manipulation of bizarre secret seals, the violent energy within the Nine Dragons Red Flame Cauldron began to change, slowly forming a multi-colored spinning circle. As this peculiar multi-colored circle spun, a new and strange aura began to spread.

This moment again slowly passed until three days later...

After three days, the violent energy inside the Nine Dragons Red Flame Cauldron suddenly halted, followed by a blood-red light starting to emanate from within the cauldron.

And as this bloody light became brighter and its aura more terrifying, a blood-red energy then spread out from the cauldron...

"Transform into a blade." Uncle Jiang's last bizarre and complex seal was formed, creating a circle of secret runes in mid-air, which then pulled a majestic energy from the cave, fiercely rushing into the Nine Dragons Red Flame Cauldron.

"Pfft!"

At this moment, Uncle Jiang suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his complexion turning extremely pale.

"Roar..."

Just then, from within the Nine Dragons Red Flame Cauldron, a dragon-like roar burst forth, followed by a beam of blood-red light shooting up from the cauldron.

"What a powerful aura." As the blood-red light spread, Li Lin's face changed dramatically. This energy was too strong, carrying an absolutely soul-shaking aura.

At the same time, the blood-red light slowly condensed and shrank. Li Lin was extremely surprised, his pupils shrinking.

As the blood-red light condensed, a blade about a meter and twenty-three centimeters long appeared before Li Lin. The blade was shockingly impressive, with a single edge, elegant curvature, balanced posture, thicker back tapering down, and the blade's arc as nimble as a spiritual snake. This arc perfectly outlined its form.

The blade, permeated with a blood-red light, had several dragon patterns coiling around the handle, resembling a little dragon resting upon it, with the tail end like a dragon's head.

This blade, enveloped in blood-red light, was at this moment cold and sacred, exuding a tranquil aura, with the blood-red light flickering, casting a ghastly blood-colored light.

"Li Lin, quickly use your blood to acknowledge its master. The quicker, the better. You practice the Yin Yang Spirit Martial Art, and this blade contains the energy of ten-thousand-year-old red copper and a lot of energy from heaven and earth. After acknowledging its master, you can gain many benefits," Uncle Jiang immediately said to Li Lin.

Without any hesitation, Li Lin's hand gestures changed, and a drop of blood condensed on his index finger, then swiftly dropped towards the blood blade on the Nine Dragons Red Flame Cauldron.

"Ssst!"

As the blood dropped, strands of blood-red light slowly flowed out from the blood blade, immediately condensing.

"Acknowledge master."

Li Lin's hand formed a complex and profound seal, and with a change in his hand, his right hand drew the blood blade directly into a beam of blood-red light, fiercely shooting into Li Lin's right hand.

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When this blood-colored light entered Li Lin's right hand, his body shook violently. At the same time, this blood-colored light wondrously passed through Li Lin's body's meridians and finally merged into the Qi sea in his dantian, instantly settling on the position of the five-colored Martial Dan in Li Lin's dantian at the moment. Strands of energy light were released, quickly impacting the Qi sea within the dantian, causing the Martial Dan to spin rapidly.

"Boom!"

At the moment the energy of the blood blade was released, Li Lin immediately sat down cross-legged, a dull sound emanated from within his dantian Qi sea, and a blood-colored light spread from Li Lin's pores, quickly forming a huge blood light about twenty meters in diameter, tightly enveloping Li Lin within it.

"Ssst!" The Little Dragon suddenly stood upright, intently watching Li Lin, now enveloped by the blood energy.

"Old man, what's happening to the boss?" The Little Dragon stared for a while before asking Uncle Jiang, the old servant.

"You little monster." Hearing the Little Dragon calling him old man, Uncle Jiang couldn't help but give the Little Dragon a look of mixed emotions, saying, "That kid is absorbing energy for cultivation. The blade forged from ten-thousand-year-old red copper contains tremendous energy from the red copper and the energy of heaven and earth that was gathered during the weapon's spirit formation. Just after becoming a spirit weapon, most of the energy is concealed, but a small part leaks out, and that kid is absorbing it, which will greatly enhance his cultivation."

"How much can the boss break through this time?" The Little Dragon asked, tilting its head.

"I'm not sure, but the energy contained in the ten-thousand-year-old red copper is terrifying, not to mention the energy of heaven and earth that was gathered on it. Even a small leakage is very strong. I just hope he doesn't absorb too much, as what needs to be abandoned should be abandoned. Advancing too quickly is not good for future development," Uncle Jiang said softly.

Time slowly passed, and Li Lin sat cross-legged within the blood light, running the Yin Yang Spirit Martial Art, absorbing the massive energy within his body. It had been a long time since he had absorbed energy so freely. Li Lin's meridians and muscles greedily absorbed the energy.

Li Lin's physique, which had become thinner due to the refinement of essence blood, was gradually recovering under the frenzied absorption of energy.

Under the night sky, the moon was particularly bright tonight, casting a bright moonlight over the entire Qingyun Town.

Within the Li family, in a courtyard, sat Zhao Hui, Li ShaoHu, Zhao QingTian, and Zhao QingHai, four people.

"What's going on with the Three Protectors? They even failed to kill Li Lin," Li ShaoHu's expression was very ugly. Ever since he returned to the Li family and heard that Li Lin had returned half a month earlier than them, he was stunned.

"It seems that the Three Protectors didn't encounter the kid and let him escape this disaster," Zhao QingHai said.

"This kid must be killed," Zhao Hui's eyes revealed a cold murderous intent.

"Aunt, have you informed the family?" Zhao QingHai asked.

"I've already notified them more than twenty days ago. In about a month, the family's experts will come. I didn't expect the Li family to actually pass the position of family head to that bastard, likely to hand over the Li family's treasures to him as well. It seems that no matter how much we guarded against that kid, it was in vain. I wasted twenty years. If I had known, we should have acted directly twenty years ago," Zhao Hui said coldly.

"Once the family's experts arrive, we will directly deal with the Li family, and at that time, we can completely eradicate that kid Li Lin," Zhao QingTian said with a cold laugh.

"Anyway, I feel uncomfortable every time I see that bastard. I must see him die in front of me," Li ShaoHu said, his eyes filled with killing intent.

In the night, within another courtyard of the Li family, a middle-aged man's silhouette looked out the window.

"Who's there?" The middle-aged man suddenly said softly, his gaze already focusing outside the courtyard.

"Dad, why are you still not resting?" A gentle voice came, followed by a figure walking into the room.

This person, around twenty years old, had golden hair that fell over her shoulders, a small hair tie at the back of her head with three dazzling colors intertwined, looking extremely noble. Her eyes were golden with hints of brown, and under her brocade robe, her figure was curvaceous. It was Li Mei.

"Mei'er, why are you here?" The middle-aged man turned around, his eyes flashing briefly before concealing his aura, wearing a blue robe, looking somewhat similar to Li Mei, indeed the foster son of the old family head of the Li family, Li Bei.

"I saw that there was still light in your room, so I came to see," Li Mei said.

"You should go practice. Your strength has been progressing slowly lately," Li Bei said.

"Dad, no matter how hard I try, it's useless. Li Lin and Li ShaoHu are already at the level of Martial Soul and Martial General, while I'm only a Martial Master, far behind," Li Mei's beautiful eyes dimmed, showing her dissatisfaction.

"Silly child, your cultivation talent is not inferior to theirs. It's all my fault. In a while, we should be able to go home. With the support of our family, your cultivation future will definitely not be inferior to Li Lin's," Li Bei looked at his daughter with a hint of apology.

"Dad, isn't the Li family our home?" Li Mei was clearly puzzled.

"The Li family, it's been more than twenty years. I came to the Li family at the age of eight and have always considered it my home, but after all, it's not my home," Li Bei sighed softly, then said to his daughter, "Mei'er, in a while, the Li family might undergo great changes. You need to take care of yourself."

"Dad, why do you sound a bit strange today?" Li Mei looked at Li Bei curiously.

"Silly child, don't ask too much. You'll know soon enough," Li Bei said.

Hundreds of miles away from the Li family, in a canyon, a violent aura burst forth, spreading the pressure of the king of beasts, causing panic and running among the beasts within the surrounding area.

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