The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 734: The Southern Bright Flames

Pill Devil took a closer look and indeed saw six pill inscriptions etched onto the Divine-Will Nine-Transformations Pill. This meant that not only had the pill been successfully refined, but it was also of the highest grade and quality!

Just how profound was this young man's alchemy expertise?

"Gulp!"

Pill Devil swallowed hard, his old face slightly flushed. He never expected a junior to possess such extraordinary alchemy skills.

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Fortunately, Feng Wuhen and the others didn't dare to mock him, and Ling Feng wasn't foolish enough to offend a human emperor-level expert. Even Sword Maniac, who usually enjoyed seeing Pill Devil embarrassed, seemed preoccupied with other thoughts and didn't take the opportunity to ridicule him.

Otherwise, the old man wouldn't have known where to hide his face.

"Kid, who is your master?" Sword Maniac suddenly stepped forward, appearing right in front of Ling Feng, his voice low and serious.

"Uh..." Ling Feng touched the bridge of his nose, feeling a bit wary. Had his alchemy techniques revealed something?

"Don't worry, I mean you no harm."

Sword Maniac stared at Ling Feng and continued, "Although you primarily used the Nine Refinements of Mystic Fire technique when controlling the flames earlier, your foundation is based on the Daoist Art of Heavenly Fire. And this Daoist Art of Heavenly Fire was created by an old friend of mine."

Considering that Ling Feng might be the successor of his old friend, the Sword Maniac's usually unrestrained demeanor softened slightly, revealing a hint of the dignity befitting a senior.

Ling Feng's eyelids twitched slightly. The Daoist Art of Heavenly Fire had been taught to him by Yan Cangtian, but he wasn't naive enough to think that Elder Yan was from the same era as these two old monsters. After all, these two had supposedly been in seclusion in the Flame Valley for over a hundred years, and Yan Cangtian hadn't even been born a century ago!

"Since you've learned the Daoist Art of Heavenly Fire, which shares the same origin as my Southern Bright Flames Art used in forging, I can teach you the art of forging if you're interested."

Sword Maniac gazed deeply at Ling Feng, speaking word by word, "Kid, are you willing?"

Ling Feng's eyelids twitched again. He hadn't expected the Daoist Art of Heavenly Fire to have such a history.

No wonder Yan Cangtian had always told him to learn more about flame control techniques from forging masters if he had the chance. It turned out that the Daoist Art of Heavenly Fire originated from the flame control techniques of the forging lineage.

"Senior Sword Maniac, I am deeply honored by your kind offer. However, I am currently burdened with many mundane affairs and cannot stay in the Flame Valley to learn forging from you."

After a moment of contemplation, Ling Feng decided to decline the Sword Maniac's offer. Although Sword Maniac's forging skills were undoubtedly first-rate in the Tianbai Empire, his temperament was too eccentric, and Ling Feng simply couldn't devote much time to forging at the moment.

"Hehe, looks like you've hit a wall, you old blacksmith!" Pill Devil chuckled, though there was a hint of lament in his tone. "But then again, you probably never imagined that after finally deciding to pass on your skills, you'd be rejected, huh? Hahaha!"

"Hmph, once I've made a decision, no one can refuse!"

Sword Maniac snorted and grabbed Ling Feng's wrist with his other arm. A surge of powerful energy flowed through Ling Feng's body, as if cleansing his meridians.

But the next moment, the Sword Maniac took a few steps back in astonishment, staring at Ling Feng in disbelief. "You... what's going on with the source fire seed in your body? It has the aura of several abnormal fires!"

"What? Impossible!"

Pill Devil's pupils contracted. He also placed his hand on Ling Feng's shoulder, and the next moment, he stared at Ling Feng as if he'd seen a ghost. "What kind of bizarre cultivation technique have you practiced? How did you... fuse abnormal fires?"

"Uh..." Ling Feng rubbed the bridge of his nose, surprised that these two seniors could discern so much about his source fire seed and the abnormal fires he had fused.

"Could it be..."

Suddenly, Sword Maniac's eyelids twitched, and he exchanged a glance with Pill Devil. In unison, they exclaimed, "The Art of Devouring Flame!"

The next moment, both of them stared at Ling Feng like wolves eyeing a naked beauty, their eyes glowing with greed.

"To think someone actually cultivated the Art of Devouring Flame and achieved such a level of mastery! Kid, you're a real freak!"

Pill Devil circled Ling Feng, scrutinizing him as if he wanted to strip him down and study every detail.

"A freak! An absolute freak!"

Sword Maniac nodded repeatedly. He had initially planned to use his "Southern Bright Flames" to purge Ling Feng's source fire seed and force him to cultivate his Southern Bright Flames Art. That way, Ling Feng would have no choice but to learn forging from him.

But who would have thought that at such a young age, Ling Feng's source fire seed was on par with the "Southern Bright Flames" in grade and tier!

Ling Feng felt a surge of exasperation, thinking to himself: You two are the real old freaks...

"Hehe, old blacksmith, it seems you can't handle this kid alone. Let's teach him together!"

Pill Devil leaned on his cane and walked up to Ling Feng. He raised his palm, and a purple abnormal fire hovered above it.

Following suit, Sword Maniac also summoned his abnormal fire—a flickering red flame.

"Seniors, what's going on?"

Ling Feng looked at the two old men in confusion, unsure of what they were up to.

"Hmph, we two old men have lived long enough, with one foot already in the grave. It's about time we found a successor!"

Pill Devil pursed his lips and said indifferently, "This is the fire seed of the Cangming Earth's Core Flame. Take it!"

"And this is the fire seed of the Southern Bright Flames. Consider it a gift. I'm curious to see how far you can train the Art of Devouring Flame."

"Uh..."

Ling Feng stared at them in disbelief. They were just giving away their source fire seeds like this? What characters!

"Take it if we're giving it to you! Consider it repayment for a debt we owe your ancestor!"

Pill Devil snorted. Back then, if it hadn't been for Mu Tianhou (Yan Cangtian's master's master) sacrificing his life to protect them, they wouldn't be "the crippled and the maimed" today—they'd be dead.

As the saying goes, the causes of the past bear the fruits of the present. It's just that this blessing has now fallen upon Ling Feng.

"In that case, I thank you both, seniors!"

Ling Feng didn't hesitate. Cultivating the Art of Devouring Flame required various abnormal fires, and both the Cangming Earth's Core Flame and the Southern Bright Flames were on par with the White Scorching Flame. Devouring these two would undoubtedly greatly advance his mastery of the Art of Devouring Flame!

Moreover, they had only given him a small portion of their fire seeds, so it wouldn't affect them much.

These two abnormal fires were even more precious than the Divine-Will Nine-Transformations Pill. This time, he had truly struck gold!

Come to think of it, he should thank that despicable donkey for causing trouble at the Tianmeng Chamber of Commerce. Otherwise, he might not have had this opportunity...