Chapter 205: Chapter 142: Fire Seed, White Lotus Flame_2

Translator: 549690339

Looking at Lu Yun’s slightly excited appearance, Qin Ming continued to smile and said, “But now it is sealed in the stone box. Given your strength in the Transforming Origin Realm, you can perfectly subdue it. To avoid arousing other people’s greed, you should refine the White Lotus Flame here and now.” “Refine it here?” Lu Yun looked around with a puzzled face.

“Hehe, I’ve already prepared a room for you,” Qin Ming chuckled, then turned to Chu Yuanyao at his side. “Yuan Yao, could you take Lu Yun to the study where I usually cultivate?”

Chu Yuanyao, dressed in palace clothes, nodded. She then playfully said to Lu Yun, “Follow me!”

Once they left the room, Chu Yuanyao seemed to be a different person, bounding and hopping ahead with her hands behind her back. Lu Yun was stunned for a moment before laughing and following.

Along the way, Chu Yuanyao often looked back at Lu Yun. However, her gaze never landed on the black stone box in his hand, seemingly uninterested in the priceless Natural Tinder.

Following the young girl through two corridors, they arrived outside a relatively quiet room.

“Lu Yun, this is where my master usually cultivates. You go in yourself!” she said.

“Thank you, Miss Yuan Yao.” Lu Yun nodded and smiled.

Chu Yuanyao smiled sweetly, turned and walked a few steps, then turned back and said, “When you’ve refined the fire seed, return to the room we were just in…”

With that, she turned and bounced away again.

Watching the departure of the girl who was so different from her usual dignified and gentle demeanor, Lu Yun shook his head and laughed before pushing the door and entering.

It was a simple Cultivation Room. Aside from a green stone cushion, there was no other decoration. It seemed somewhat unfitting for Qin Ming’s respected status.

Gently closing the door, Lu Yun slowly walked over and sat cross-legged on the green stone cushion.

Immediately, he noticed something strange.

Sitting on the green stone cushion, a sudden feeling of coolness invaded his heart and mind. The whole world seemed to fall into absolute tranquility.

“This green stone cushion can purify the mind. It’s quite a nice treasure,” he murmured.

Lu Yun softly spoke, then carefully unfolded the black stone box in front of him.

Immediately, a hot breath spread out, quickly heating up the Cultivation Room.

Such a high temperature would be unbearable for an average Martial Artist in the True Qi Realm.

But for Lu Yun, there was no significant difference compared to ordinary flames.

He looked into the stone box. There was a white molten substance which was continuously undulating and leaping, but because of the Prohibition power, it could not leave the stone box.

“So, this is the seed of the White Lotus Flame?” Staring at the white molten substance before him, Lu Yun squinted his eyes and commented softly.

This seed was different from the one he saw in the Alchemist Alliance trading area. It was not only larger, but also seemed to have more terrifying power. “How should 1 refine it next?” Lu Yun blinked, falling into thought for a moment.

He had refined spirit herbs and pills before, but never a fire seed…

After a brief hesitation, a heavy feeling welled up in Lu Yun’s heart, and the Pure Yang Aura Origin in his Dantian began to churn.

Just then, the Prohibition on the stone box suddenly became ineffective, and the fire seed suddenly transformed into a white lotus-shaped magma, rushing into Lu Yun’s body.

This sudden change was completely beyond Lu Yun’s expectations. When the fire seed entered his body, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning. His face instantly turned pale.

Feeling the intense burning pain within his body, Lu Yun didn’t dare to be careless and immediately calmed down his mind.

At this moment in his body, the white magma was rushing wildly, breaking into tiny white flames, furiously shuttling through his meridians. Like a flood or a ferocious beast, everything in its path was purified by its burning heat.

As the flames flicker and flare, his once expansive and robust meridians begin to distort. Intense pain washes over Lu Yun, turning his already pallid complexion even paler.

In the midst of these meridians, the white flames continue to dart around wildly, tearing through his flesh and wrecking havoc without restraint.

Fortunately, Pure Yang Strong Origin soon catches up. It meticulously repairs the damaged meridians and flesh, quickly engulfing the scattered white flames.

Under the influence of Pure Yang Strong Origin, these mischievous white flames become docile and begin to flow through the meridians.

Under Lu Yun’s careful control, the white flames gradually fuse together.

When the last thread of white flame merges, it solidifies into a magma in the shape of a white lotus.

With the protective cover provided by Strong Origin, Lu Yun slowly guides it, encouraging it to journey through the major meridians within his body.

Despite the protection of Strong Origin, the scorching heat emitted shrinks the meridians, sending waves of pain through Lu Yun’s trembling body.

After the white lotus-shaped magma completes a cycle through one of the meridians, its connection with his consciousness seems to grow stronger.

Furthermore, its power increases while its harm to the meridians and his body becomes lesser with continuous movement and refinement.

After traveling through all the meridians, the Pure Yang Strong Origin in Lu Yun’s body finally stops paying attention to the White Lotus Flame, allowing it to freely wander throughout his body.

The meridians again twist and warp, the flesh burns anew, and extreme pain assaults his mind once more.

But this time, the destruction caused by the White Lotus Flame is just within Lu Yun’s limit of tolerance.

In the serene Cultivation Room, Lu Yun sits on a bluestone cushion, appearing to be in a profound trance. White flames circle around his body, their terrifying heat raising the surrounding temperature.

The White Lotus Flame wreaks havoc, and the Pure Yang Strong Origin follows in its wake, healing the wreckage.

Every completed cycle brings another round of excruciating pain for Lu Yun.

However, as time passes, the feeling of pain grows weaker.

The meridians within his body become wider and tougher thanks to the White Lotus Flame’s purifying burn and the restoration of the Pure Yang Strong Origin. His bones and flesh brim with vitality and power, their resilience surpassing previous levels.

With each cycle of destruction and restoration, Lu Yun’s meridians and flesh are slowly improving.

After dozens of cycles, the pain finally disappears completely. The White Lotus Flame, having fulfilled its mission, transforms into small tendrils of flames. Like blood, they permeate every corner of his body, becoming an integral part of him.

At the same time, the bond between Lu Yun’s consciousness and the White Lotus Flame strengthens and becomes even more harmonious.

With a mere thought, these countless threads of white fire that pervade every corner of his body instantly coalesce into a terrifying White Lotus Flame.

Within this White Lotus Flame, a naked Lu Yun slowly opens his eyes.

A faint white flame dances in his ink-black eyes. After a while, the White Lotus Flame roars out explosively, radiating an overpowering aura.

Slowly rising from the bluestone cushion, as the White Lotus Flame subsides, his robust physique reveals graceful muscle lines, with skin exceptionally fair and clear.

Lu Yun stretches gently, his body filled with explosive strength. Breathing in deeply, his face reflects comfort and bliss as he experiences the changes in his body.

Looking down, Lu Yun cherishes his flawless body, his heart filled with joy.

He had not expected this Refinement of the White Lotus Flame to not just increase the strength of his flesh, but to also change his skin, making it as fair as a newborn’s, a metamorphosis akin to a caterpillar transforming into a butterfly.

“Although I have become fairer and stronger, it feels not so nice to be nude!”

Lu Yun shakes his head slightly, immediately putting on a new set of clothes he retrieved from his Sumi Bag.

“Not bad, I’ve become more handsome.. Even without this formidable strength, I could coast through life on my looks!”