C11 Chaos Cauldron

The Great Clan Competition loomed on the horizon, and Tang Yuan's prowess was unmatched among the Tang family's younger generation. Yet, to fulfill his grand scheme, he still had a long way to go.

Tang Yuan propped his chin with one hand while idly fidgeting with a rusty chunk of metal in the other—the very Mother Gold Sun he had wrested from Zhou Yang's grasp!

The Mother Gold Sun, a product of primordial Chaos, was among the nine rarest types of Mother Gold in existence. Tang Yuan marveled at how effortlessly he acquired in this life what had eluded him despite great effort in his past life.

After a moment of contemplation, Tang Yuan activated the Essence Monarch Spell, and a golden flame sprang to life at his fingertips.

The flame, no larger than a palm, instantly caused the room's temperature to skyrocket. The wooden table before Tang Yuan was reduced to ash in mere moments.

Had Tang Yuan not consciously contained the flame, his entire room would have been reduced to ashes in the blink of an eye.

The price of such control, however, was the complete and immediate depletion of his Spiritual Force.

This flame was the Imperial Fire, a power Tang Yuan had mastered upon becoming a Monarch. In the Monarch Realm, the Imperial Fire could incinerate the heavens!

At present, the flame was relegated to weapon forging. Only once Tang Yuan advanced to the Core Formation Stage would the Imperial Fire unleash its formidable might.

Tang Yuan brought the Imperial Fire close to the Mother Gold Sun in his hand. In an instant, the patchy rust vanished. As the Imperial Fire eradicated the last speck of rust, the Mother Gold Sun burst forth with a blinding radiance.

With the Imperial Fire extinguished, the Mother Gold Sun in Tang Yuan's hand shone like the sun itself, its piercing golden light erupting forth, too brilliant to gaze upon directly.

"Truly, the Sun Mother Gold is worthy of its name, with such a fearsome solar force!" Tang Yuan exclaimed in awe. In his previous life, he had aspired to forge a cauldron from the nine types of Mother Gold, but he had never managed to gather all the necessary materials.

Now, with the Sun Mother Gold in his possession, Tang Yuan had ample time to collect all nine types of Mother Gold born from Chaos and bring his vision to fruition.

In his former life, Tang Yuan was widely recognized for his unmatched cultivation skills, yet few were aware that he was also a ninth-grade Artifact Refining Master.

Artifact Refining Masters and Pill Refining Masters were both exceedingly rare in this world. However, Artifact Refining Masters were even scarcer because one must ignite Spirit Fire to become one.

Spirit Fire, the flame of Spiritual Force, is categorized into nine grades. The higher the grade, the more powerful the artifacts created.

But out of ten thousand cultivators, only one might have the ability to ignite Spirit Fire and the potential to become an Artifact Refining Master. Moreover, igniting Spirit Fire consumes an immense amount of Spiritual Force. Thus, without ample Spiritual Force, even a qualified Artifact Refining Master could not achieve significant success.

Earlier, just by removing rust, Tang Yuan had depleted all his Spiritual Force. His Imperial Fire exceeded all other Spirit Fires in existence, making it truly unparalleled.

Tang Yuan retrieved a pill and ingested it slowly. As a Grade Three pill, it rapidly restored his Spiritual Force. Within a mere two hours, he was fully recharged.

Reigniting the Imperial Fire, he observed subtle changes in the Solar Mother Gold as it was refined. The once irregular Solar Mother Gold gradually took on a more defined shape.

Within less than an hour, Tang Yuan's Spiritual Force was drained once more.

Without a moment's delay, he consumed another Spirit Pill and resumed his refining work once his Spiritual Force was replenished.

For two days and nights, Tang Yuan remained secluded in his room, not venturing out even once, and went through sixteen Spirit Pills.

A single Spirit Pill cost about 1,000 gold coins, which meant that in just two days, Tang Yuan had expended a staggering 16,000 gold coins!

Due to their expensive nature, such pills were typically reserved for use during battle. It was exceedingly rare to see someone like Tang Yuan consume them as if they were mere snacks.

At that moment, the Solar Mother Gold hovered before Tang Yuan. After two continuous days and nights of refinement, it had been shaped into a cube. With his current level of strength, this was the best he could manage.

After the refinement process, the Solar Mother Gold lost its blinding golden radiance. The entire piece of Mother Gold appeared as if it were naturally formed, with a subtle essence of the Tao flowing within it!

The air around the Mother Gold seemed slightly warped, a hallmark of the formidable aura exuded by a magical artifact. Tang Yuan was confident that he could take by surprise and eliminate a cultivator at the Spirit Sea Stage, Level Three Heaven, in an unexpected encounter!

"The money was well spent," Tang Yuan affirmed with a satisfied nod. With a flick of his finger, a drop of crimson blood fell onto the Mother Gold, gradually assimilating into it.

"From this moment forward, you shall be known as the Chaos Cauldron. I'll incorporate the other materials into you over time!" Tang Yuan's gaze was resolute. He was aware of the locations of the remaining Mother Golds and would retrieve them when his power sufficed.

Tang Yuan opened his mouth and ingested the Chaos Cauldron, which would reside within his Spirit Sea once he advanced to the Spirit Sea Stage.

The Tang family's grand competition was tomorrow, yet Tang Yuan felt no urgency. Having depleted his supply of Spirit Pills, he planned to visit the Treasure Pavilion for more.

Unexpectedly, at the Treasure Pavilion, Tang Yuan encountered Zhou Zhangming once again. In stark contrast to his previous haughtiness, Zhou now stood deferentially beside a young man.

"Senior Brother Qin Hai, this is the individual I mentioned to you," Zhou Zhangming spoke with reverence to the youth at his side.

"Are you Tang Yuan?" Qin Hai regarded Tang Yuan with a detached gaze, imposing an invisible pressure upon him.

Tang Yuan's brow furrowed. Qin Hai had reached Level Three Heaven of the Spirit Sea Stage, a level of power that would have any ordinary Spirit Containing Stage cultivator kneeling before him. But he was not just any cultivator; he was Tang Yuan.

Tang Yuan stared back at Qin Hai with an icy demeanor. At this proximity, he was utterly confident in his ability to strike him down.

"It seems that a place as insignificant as Holy Mountain Town can't produce any notable figures," Qin Hai said, shaking his head in disappointment after a moment. The oppressive aura he had directed at Tang Yuan withdrew like a receding tide. He then glanced at Zhou Zhangming and remarked, "Let's go. To the Nangong family, such an insignificant character is no more than an ant."

After finishing his statement, he escorted Zhou Yang out of the Treasure Pavilion.

Tang Yuan didn't dwell on the incident, simply entering the Treasure Pavilion to purchase the pills he required before departing.

"Come out," Tang Yuan called out, slipping into a deserted alley on his way back, addressing the empty space behind him.

"You're quite adept, to have noticed me."

A figure materialized before Tang Yuan, eyes locked intently on him. It was none other than Chen Yong, the same man who had followed Nangong Linger that day.