Chapter 719
Chapter 719 - 705: Ah Jiu
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"A dragon crystal, bringing the wisdom and inheritance of the dragon."
"The ancient bloodline sings within the crystal, oh sorrowful stone dragon descendant, dying prematurely before maturing, you must be full of resentment..."
As an ordinary crystal was thrown into the cauldron, it instantly shone with a dazzling milky-white glow.
It seemed that others could see a faint dragon-like phantom hovering inside, trying to escape, but being entangled by the "impurities" within the cauldron.
"....I will give you a new life, even if you are no longer you."
In the end, it could only be helplessly dragged into the cauldron, melting into the fusion and splitting life pot.
At the last moment, it even gazed at Lu Ping’an before sinking into silence and completely dissolving.
"Is this a ritual? I’ve never heard of it."
"It seems to be a naming ceremony? By calling out the essence of the material, maximizing its characteristics?"
People around were discussing. They obviously didn’t expect Lu Ping’an to have such a move... in fact, even Lu Ping’an himself didn’t know.
He just felt that he could use "words" to change something, making the birth of a new life more suited to his desires and guiding the chaotic "primitive life" in the cauldron to evolve towards his desired direction.
The "names" mentioned in Lu Ping’an’s curse words are significant in mysticism, acting as coordinates in the multiverse while also implying their entirety.
"Just with this move, the effects of the materials have gone up several notches, and he can even designate specific properties of the materials to be activated..." Miss Lululu and Miss Rou both looked envious, making up their minds to learn from Lu Ping’an afterwards.
However, Lu Ping’an was merely following his instincts, and he was probably unable to teach others.
"The bloodline of the legendary dragon warrior records the courage and battles of his ancestors and him..."
Mr. Jiang’s blood, a gift from a Rule-level Dragon descendant, was thrown into the cauldron.
This time, Lu Ping’an could not summon its soul, but he could use its name to give new meanings.
"Its claws are a symbol of its martial achievements and life, granting the newborn glorious courage, unyielding will, and the invincible dragon claws..."
"As descendants of legendary warriors, we both bless you with all they possess, their courage, fighting wisdom, and bloodline talents..."
Wang Xier, who had come over to chat with Lu Ping’an, was invited to watch the ceremony, but at this moment felt astonished and fearful.
She was scared, as she had never thought that Lu Ping’an could have such a profound level of expertise in the field of beast taming - wasn’t he a gardener?
However, what worried and even regretted her more was the unknown effects of the ceremony...
".....If Mr. Jiang knew about this, he wouldn’t have casually given his blood and nails."
Although Wang Xier couldn’t understand the situation, just looking at it, she was sure it was not simple... perhaps it was a curse, making Mr. Jiang and the beast in front of her inexplicably "blood-related."
Putting aside everything else, who could easily accept suddenly having such a "big kid"?
Lu Ping’an, satisfied, nodded towards the boiling dragon materials that were mixed together.
This time, Lu Ping’an didn’t divide the materials into the "Core of Wisdom", "Bone Flesh Foundation", and "Blood Essence", and then combine them by himself... now that he thought about it, his previous craftsmanship was surprisingly lazy and casual.
This time, he used a "big pot" to boil the materials, representing both a physical fusion and a simulation of the "reality" he had witnessed, while also mimicking the "chaos" of life at the moment of birth from one angle.
Too many uncertainties, unknown materials representing unknown possibilities, and all Lu Ping’an could do was guide.
Guiding fate to develop towards the parts he narrated, guiding the newborn to evolve towards his desires.
Under his "Word Spirit", most of these dragon materials should become part of the "Core of Wisdom."
The blessings of the bloodline and the Creator will grant it innate wisdom and spirituality... in this respect, it is too much to expect from the artificial divine beast, the giant tortoise.
The chaotic pot nurtures life, and the spreading darkness and pollution around it make people doubt that it was simply a steel cauldron crafted by Lu Ping’an but rather a genuine taboo item... in fact, in Lu Ping’an’s rule identification, it already was and was becoming even more powerful.
"Dragon materials form the Core of Wisdom, dragon turtle flesh, ancient divine beast bones, and bone slime make up its Bone Flesh Foundation... more fluid is needed, representing the source of flowing blood."
Lu Ping’an thought for a moment, then snapped his fingers.
A large number of ores were thrown in - the newly harvested "Vortex Stone" and the "fluid" Lu Ping’an desired, representing the medium for transformation and rotation.
Each stone thrown in didn’t splash much, theoretically, the cauldron should have been filled instantly, but at this moment, there was no sign of overflowing.
It seemed as if these materials had naturally melted away as they were thrown in...
"My child, my other half, my continuation..."
Lu Ping’an’s voice was a bit hoarse, each word carrying undeniable fatigue.
He felt that this "naming" had taken a toll on him, but he had to persist...
".....I, your Creator, your parents, your master, bestow upon you three blessings...."
Chaotic liquid floated to the surface, and numerous eyes suddenly opened, forming a dense and terrifying sight... Most of the onlookers hastily retreated, feeling the pollution spilling out.
"...The first blessing, you shall not be bound by form... Life does not need a fixed body and posture, nor is life such an inconvenient thing."
At this moment, Lu Ping’an recalled the essence of "Constant Motion Ten Thousand Spirits" in his mind. He began to imbue his "cognition" into the newborn.
Like most parents, he bestowed his most valuable "property" and "blessings" upon the newborn.
As he said, "Life needs no fixed form," a great amount of flesh essence evaporated from the ground, as if disappearing without a trace.
However, in the boiling part that was moving around in the cauldron, there appeared an "empty" space, as if something was still there, but you could not observe it.
Through Lu Ping’an’s "Eye of Truth," a spirit between reality and illusion was slowly forming and awakening in the cauldron.
"....The second blessing is that your blood contains the wonderful power to switch freely between ’energy (spirit)’ and ’matter’....cough, cough."
Using the "Vortex Stone" as blood and "Divine Bones" as flesh and bones was all for this purpose.
Lu Ping’an used the Word Spirit to bestow the Vortex Stone’s outrageous "kinetic" and "thermal" conversion properties upon the newborn, using his own will to reverse the randomness and uncertainty, and set the "attributes" for it.
Two blessings, interconnected, forming the "fundamental logic" of this life.
As he said this, Lu Ping’an could not help but cough up a large mouthful of blood. The blood dripped directly into the cauldron, setting it boiling.
At this moment, Lu Ping’an showed a look of joy.
Because in his "eyes," the creature now had a more realistic outline.
It was a giant beast that lurked half-submerged in shadow, switching between the shadows and solid form from time to time. And as Lu Ping’an’s blood "happened" to drip into the cauldron, the Eye of Truth, filled with starlight, took on a touch of humanity.
It, he, or she, was thinking, hesitating, and trying to understand.
At this time, Lu Ping’an tried to recite the third blessing but found it difficult to speak.
He knew that he had reached his limit, and the third blessing might not be completed.
The original blessing was, "You are my weapon, and you have infinite growth potential in the world of professionals."
Lu Ping’an tried to speak, but no words would come out... It was not just the limit of his abilities but also because the "rules" did not allow such a complete creature to exist.
Or perhaps, it was impossible for the existing creators and materials to create a perfect creature with both a "perfectly gifted body" and "professional growth potential."
"...Can I only give up part of it? The rest can be supplemented later."
After thinking about it, Lu Ping’an made a decision and added a "half blessing."
"...The third blessing, you will be my infinitely growing sharp blade... cough, cough."
This time, blood spurted out, and the cauldron began boiling violently. A lot of black fog appeared and dissipated.
Soon, a light blue egg finally surfaced, and at this moment, everyone felt an inexplicable fear and unease.
Looking up, it seemed as if a giant beast was watching everyone from all directions... No, more like everyone was enveloped within its body.
To the left, right, front, and back, everywhere was its flesh, but on closer inspection, there was nothing.
Looking up, they saw two vertical pupils filled with starlight.
It might be a snake.
No one could see its specific shape, and they could only guess at its rough outline.
The massive, one-horned serpent lay there with its body between reality and illusion, filled with starlight, blood-colored radiance, and shadows, making it a chaotic and illusory sight.
In its "body," only the ghost face on its face was clearly a solid structure.
But when it silently stared at you, it seemed like an indifferent ghost god from the shadowy underworld.
At this time, it appeared and disappeared as if it existed, sometimes like an entwined city wall, sometimes like a collective illusion.
It seemed to just lie there, its long body coiled, as if eternal.
It looked at you silently, as if waiting for your death...
"Did you see it?"
"Uh... It seems like I saw it, but also like I didn’t."
As everyone was inexplicably amazed, everything returned to normal.
The giant snake disappeared.
The strange feeling of being watched, the primal fear of being threatened, and even the ubiquitous cold sensation, all vanished at the next moment without a trace.
Looking at the huge sun in the sky, it seemed as if everything before was just a dream.
But the egg in Lu Ping’an’s hand was incredibly real.
"Oh, you say your name is ’Ah Jiu.’ That’s a nice name."
Lu Ping’an gently stroked the small egg, muttering to himself.
— End of Chapter 719 —