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The small garden was extremely tiny, surrounded on all sides by high walls and rooftops, with dim light revealing only a small square of sky. Strange flowers and grasses were planted in the clearing. These plants looked neglected, their colors unidentifiable, and many appeared close to wilting. In the sparse flowerbed stood a lonely little house, devoid of windows, with only a small door. A strange sense of familiarity emanated from the house.
Li Hong stared blankly at the little house for a long time. Instinctively, he turned around and found that the way he had entered was completely blocked by walls.
This place felt strange, but he sensed that something inside the house was extremely important to him. Unconsciously, he lifted his leg and walked toward the house.
One step, two steps... Soon he stood on the narrow porch, and that familiar feeling intensified. Li Hong looked at the small door in front of him and involuntarily reached out to push it. Just as his fingers touched the door panel, a sudden alarm rang in his heart. He reacted instantly, pushing off with his toes and rapidly retreating.
A flash of white light appeared before him, accompanied by a chilling murderous intent. Li Hong's reaction was quick, but still not fast enough to evade the several beams of white light that shot toward him in an instant. The white light intersected and cut through his body.
Li Hong's hair stood on end; in a moment of crisis, he leaped into the air with all his might, soaring more than ten feet high. The beams of white light followed closely behind him like relentless maggots, shooting upward with lightning speed.
With nowhere to gain leverage in midair, Li Hong twisted his body and shot diagonally away. He reached for the high wall on his right, preparing to climb over it when those beams of white light seemed to possess intelligence. They turned midair and shot toward him from all directions, sealing off every escape route. Facing the wall, Li Hong found himself trapped with no way out and closed his eyes in resignation.
A black light swiftly swept past.
A series of light sounds rang out—ding ding ding—before everything fell silent.
Cold sweat poured down his back. After a long while, Li Hong regained his senses and realized he had slid down the wall to the ground. He checked his body and found no injuries. When he looked up, he was stunned.
Before him floated a strange object that spun in front of the door.
It resembled a crescent moon, only about an inch long, dark in color with a layer of flickering blue light on its surface.
A familiar pulse emanated from this object, and Li Hong suddenly understood—it was this thing that had led him here!
Something was moving on the ground. Several thin silver needle-like objects sparkled with white light as if they had consciousness and were desperately trying to jump up. Remembering the heart-stopping moment earlier, Li Hong felt a stir in his heart and reached out toward the crescent-shaped object before him, murmuring to ask: "You saved me, right?"
The crescent continued to spin smoothly as Li Hong's fingers slowly rested upon it.
Suddenly, a jolt surged through him like an electric shock, and countless blurry images flashed rapidly through his mind.
Like flying through the stars and the sun, riding the winds for thousands of miles, with hands reaching the heavens and feet touching the earth, a surge of ambition rushed to the heart... Black mist enveloped the surroundings, revealing many terrifying things that flickered in and out of sight... The golden light was blinding; the sun exploded... A desolate farewell filled with deep reluctance... Silence, a deathly silence.
Heavy negative emotions surged into the heart in an instant. Unknowingly, a tear slid down the face of Li Hong as he reached out and grasped "New Moon." "New Moon" did not struggle, lying quietly in his palm. A faint sense of joy seeped into Li Hong's heart.
Li Hong realized—this was a treasure! Such a wise treasure, he had never even heard of it!
This level of treasure was at least a Superior Spirit Artifact. He immediately felt the object in his hand was scorching hot and looked around, feeling as if he were a thief. However, a familiar sense of connection made it hard for him to let go. Gritting his teeth, he made the boldest decision of his life.
He decided to cultivate it right now.
Such a high-level treasure was best recognized by blood. Li Hong bit his middle finger and squeezed three drops of blood onto "New Moon." The blood sizzled and quickly disappeared, followed by a bright blue light flashing from head to tail. Li Hong immediately held it tightly in his hand and infused it with his spiritual power. A warm, cool energy quickly entered "New Moon," with no rejection, and its internal structure immediately appeared before him.
One small three-dimensional rune array connected end to end, too numerous to count, all surrounding the central three-dimensional main array. The main array was more complex; given Li Hong's current cultivation level, even understanding the small rune arrays was difficult, let alone this intricate large array. He shook his head and continued to slowly infuse his spiritual power; the central main array lit up from its core.
Li Hong was overjoyed; he clasped it in his palm and accelerated the infusion of spiritual power.
He soon discovered that his current cultivation level was insufficient to support the entire cultivation process. Looking inward at his Upper Dantian, the layer of pale white substance at the center was diminishing—it had already transformed into spiritual power infused into it. The main array began to activate, but none of the small rune arrays beside it responded.
Li Hong grew anxious; he would exhaust all his spiritual power to cultivate it! He not only did not stop but continued to urge his spiritual power into it rapidly. At that moment, "New Moon" suddenly moved in his hand, sending a beam of black light straight toward his forehead.
His hand was empty; Li Hong was startled and immediately sensed something unusual in his Upper Dantian. In the center of the Purple Palace Space, an object appeared perfectly upright above that iridescent mass, slowly rotating. A sense of intimacy surged into his heart as if it were cheering joyfully.
"Ah! What have you brought in here!" The voice of Heavenly Torch abruptly echoed in his mind, startling Li Hong into jumping high.
This Heavenly Torch! It claimed to save him at critical moments; why hadn’t it activated just now? As Li Hong thought this, he heard Heavenly Torch say: "Kid, aren't you fine? Stop complaining like a scorned woman. Now tell me where you found this good thing; tsk tsk, why does it look like a divine artifact?"
Li Hong felt as if struck by lightning—divine artifact! This treasure was actually a divine artifact! Cold sweat trickled down his forehead as he realized the seriousness of the situation.
"I only said it 'looks' like a divine artifact; it seems like it's not quite right—there's something strange about this!"
Li Hong felt a sense of relief, almost wanting to jump up and curse. This was a misunderstanding!
"I am a Fire Dragon, not a Black Dragon! Hmph!" Heavenly Torch had no idea what "Black Dragon" meant and continued to mutter to itself, "Strange, this thing seems to have been injured, losing part of its spirit. Tsk tsk, it looks like it has been in many fights; there are several small dents on it. By the way, why do I feel like this thing is somewhat familiar? Like I've seen it somewhere before?"
Li Hong was anxious, "Then hurry up and say it!"
A warm feeling suddenly spread through him, calming his nerves. Li Hong clearly understood: it was not Heavenly Torch.
This feeling was strange; two foreign lives had unknowingly entered his body—Li Hong had subconsciously categorized this treasure as a form of life. But it was different from Heavenly Torch; it was connected to his own blood and felt almost like a sibling.
Out of nowhere, Li Hong suddenly had an idea and whispered to himself, "I'll give you a name: Yue Que. You shall be called Yue Que."
First came extreme sorrow, followed by overwhelming joy. The sensation washed over him, leaving Li Hong stunned. He suddenly realized something—this treasure's original name was indeed "Yue Que"!
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