The Jianghu was abuzz with activity as Zhang Sanfeng’s centenary celebration approached. Many eyes were fixed on Wudang.
As the Heavenly Secrets Elder had said, this event was a double-edged sword for Wudang—a great opportunity but also a significant challenge. The Jianghu’s brightest minds were well aware of this.
As a result, martial artists from all over the world began converging on Wudang.
For Ning Changge, however, none of this mattered.
With his divine abilities and mana, his heart remained calm.
After returning to Wudang, he resumed his previous routine: reading scriptures, meditating on the Dao, and observing the heavens and earth.
Having recently reached the Foundation Establishment Stage, his mana had undergone a transformation.
Many of his techniques, as well as his alchemy and artifact refinement skills, required further refinement. With the enhancement of Foundation Establishment mana, his insights deepened, and flashes of inspiration frequently illuminated his mind.
His days were fulfilling, each one bringing new revelations.
The Daoist texts he had recently acquired, combined with Wudang’s existing collection, would keep him occupied for a year or two. Once fully absorbed, his foundation would be even more robust.
During this time, Ning Changge took the opportunity to bury the remains of the Golden Wheel Living Buddha in the Heaven-Man Tomb, fulfilling his promise to place him alongside the old monk of the Secret Sect.
This marked the first Land Immortal-level figure to be interred in the Heaven-Man Tomb.
The ancient trees in the tomb swayed with an otherworldly aura.
The presence of a Land Immortal was far more potent than that of a Heaven-Man expert. The Golden Wheel’s Dragon Elephant Buddha Body was vastly superior to the old monk’s Dragon Elephant Golden Body, causing the ancient tree’s leaves to turn golden and evolve further.
As Wudang’s third-generation disciples grew stronger, some exceptionally talented individuals began to qualify for entry into the Heaven-Man Tomb, where they could meditate on its profound mysteries.
Ning Changge also observed the ancient tree where the Sword Emperor Jiuhuang was buried. The tree’s vitality seemed to have reached a critical point.
With the right opportunity, it might undergo a metamorphosis, reviving from death.
Watching the tree, Ning Changge felt a surge of inspiration. He sensed that when the Sword Emperor revived, it would bring him extraordinary insights.
One day, Ning Changge decided to refine some of his artifacts, taking advantage of his recent advancements.
Sitting cross-legged on a jade Dao platform, he calmed his mind and adjusted his state to perfection.
With a flick of his hand, a black flame appeared.
Not only was it a powerful weapon, but it was also an exceptional tool for refining artifacts, offering unparalleled benefits.
He began with his Storage Ring.
This was the first spatial ring he had crafted when he started studying artifact refinement. At the time, his understanding was shallow, and the spatial formations were rudimentary. Now, things were vastly different—a world of difference.
Suspending the Storage Ring above the Samadhi True Fire, Ning Changge enveloped it with mana, purging its impurities—something he couldn’t do before.
Now, he could take it to the next level.
One by one, rare materials floated into the fire, melting into pure essence and merging with the ring, enriching its foundation.
The ring glowed brilliantly.
Ning Changge’s expression remained calm as his fingers danced, inscribing spatial formations into the ring.
Previously, the Storage Ring had only eight spatial formations.
Now, the number soared!
When Ning Changge finally stopped, the ring contained forty-nine spatial formations, more than six times the original number!
This was the material’s limit, not Ning Changge’s.
Satisfied, he directed the Samadhi True Fire to envelop the ring, completing the final shaping process. When the last formation was inscribed, a brand-new ring appeared before him.
The new Storage Ring radiated a greenish glow, exuding a faint spiritual aura.
While it couldn’t compare to the Five Elements Spiritual Swords, it was undoubtedly a spiritual artifact.
In other words, Ning Changge could now store it within his dantian.
“Forty-nine spatial formations… The ring’s internal space is about twenty square meters. In my previous life, it could easily hold several buildings.”
Ning Changge nodded in satisfaction.
As his collection grew, the original ring’s limited space had become a problem. Now, that issue was resolved. For the foreseeable future, he wouldn’t have to worry about storage capacity.
The ring slid onto his finger, glowing faintly as it settled on his ring finger.
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Then, his gaze shifted to the Mountain River Spirit Gathering Furnace.
Refining the furnace would be the real challenge!