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Right.

Wouldn't it be fine if he burned it with the Emperor's Flame?

My stupid head.

Jing Yunxiao's eyes flickered as he sighed inwardly. Although Bing Ling's hair was short, at the critical moment, it still had a little use, just a little.

The divine body of the Emperor Fire Dragon was capable of burning everything.

Although this stone was very rare, in front of Di Huo, it should be like a piece of white paper.

Moreover, this refined iron stone also contained a lot of martial arts essence, if he burned it, it would be able to continue increasing his cultivation realm.

It felt good.

With that in mind, Jing Yunxiao immediately sat down cross-legged and quickly released the Emperor Flame. After that, he ordered the Emperor Flame to cover the metal box.

When the Emperor Flame came into contact with the iron box, the first thing that burned was not the refined iron stone, but the lines and patterns carved with inscriptions. The lines were crisscrossed, but immediately combusted in front of the Emperor Flame, after, all the lines and patterns transformed into a strange energy that rushed into Jing Yunxiao's body.

Jing Yunxiao was startled.

He could clearly feel that the runes that had materialized were not martial arts essence s, but rather a new material that was detrimental to the world of martial arts.

The bottom of Jing Yunxiao's heart was full of curiosity, he really wanted to know what benefits this new material would bring him.

Thus, he spread out his spiritual sense and stared at the strange energy that was scurrying around in his body.

And it was also at this moment that this power suddenly jumped into his soul, and then completely merged with his own soul. More importantly, the moment this strange energy merged with his soul, Jing Yunxiao could clearly feel the soul force that was tiring him undergo a qualitative leap.

"What?" The thing that can be obtained by refining these patterns with the Emperor Flame can actually enhance my soul force? "

Jing Yunxiao was stunned.

The improvement of soul force was many times more difficult than the advancement in martial arts. He needed his soul to undergo continuous tempering. This sort of tempering was even more painful than tempering his physical body.

This was also the reason why, after Jing Yunxiao had been reborn, his martial realm had soared, and he had continuously broken through. However, his soul force had never been able to improve.

"These inscription patterns should have been formed by condensing soul force to form the outline of a spiritual force. Therefore, after the Emperor Flame burned them, it naturally turned them into soul force and then turned them into its own."

Jing Yunxiao quickly understood.

However, this kind of understanding made him eat even more happily. His excitement was unstoppable.

Didn't this mean that Jing Yunxiao just needed to use his mental force to inscribe a few more of these things, and then use the Emperor Flame to refine them?

Satisfying.

It felt so good.

Jing Yunxiao laughed out loud.

But Bing Ling continued to sigh from within Bing Ling's sword: "Ah, crazy, this kid is crazy."

Jing Yunxiao still did not care about Bing Ling's voice. He was so excited, and threw himself into the process of refining and absorbing, but the number of lines on the iron box was too few. It only burned for a while, and it was completely burnt.

When the last bit of his soul force rushed into Jing Yunxiao's soul, fusing together with Jing Yunxiao's Ling Hu, Jing Yunxiao was quite dissatisfied.

Of course, even if Jing Yunxiao was dissatisfied, the effect brought about by this small amount of Inscription was already very obvious.

Previously, Jing Yunxiao's spirit energy could only condense 43 Spiritual Seal, but now his spirit energy could condense 50 of them. Don't look at the fact that there were only seven increases. One must know that with every increase in one's Spirit power, there was a huge gap between them.2

For some people, being able to increase their mental strength by one or two times in a lifetime was already quite good.

Now that the lines had been completely refined and absorbed, the next step was essence iron stone.

On the other hand, the Iron Essence Stone didn't seem that special.

After being burned by the Emperor's Fire, all of them transformed into martial arts essence, and then converged within Jing Yunxiao's body.

With the nourishment of this martial arts essence, Jing Yunxiao's cultivation realm also increased.

In the end, after Jing Yunxiao had refined and absorbed all of the Steel Essence Stones, his cultivation had reached the peak of the third level of the Xuanwu Stage, just a step away from the fourth level of the Xuanwu Stage.

Of course, none of this was the point.

The key point was that after Jing Yunxiao refined and absorbed the box made of fine iron and stone, the thing inside the box appeared in front of Jing Yunxiao.

It was a golden ring of light. The ring of light was emitting a very strange aura, like soul power or something else. In short, it was very strange.

Under the guidance of this strange undulation, Jing Yunxiao picked the ring of light up from the ground, and then carefully examined it with his hand. In the end, he saw four golden words written inside the ring of light.

The legacy of slavery.

"Eh?"

Jing Yunxiao frowned.

At the same time, a flood of information rushed out from the halo in his hand and entered into the space between Jing Yunxiao's eyebrows.

Jing Yunxiao suddenly felt his head become muddled, as if there was a flood of ferocious beasts raging in his mind. It was only after a long while that these waves slowly stopped, and in the end, a strand of memories mysteriously appeared in Jing Yunxiao's mind.

This wisp of memory was the mnemonic and introduction to the inheritance of slavery.

Jing Yunxiao quickly skimmed through the memories. After he finished browsing, the doubt on his face instantly disappeared and was replaced by an even more joyous expression.

"Tsk tsk, I never thought that after digging around, I would accidentally find a treasure. This dog shit luck is truly worth it."

Jing Yunxiao smacked his lips as he smiled deeply.

As long as you use the chants of the inheritance of slavery and put the light trap around that person's neck, even if it was your greatest enemy, he would instantly obediently kneel down in front of you. If you told him to go east, he wouldn't dare to go east, and if you told him to go west, he wouldn't dare to go west.

"Awesome, if this thing was brought to that doggy emperor Zhuge Ao and he was forced to kneel in front of everyone and imitate a dog's bark. That kind of scene, that would be too great, even to think of it, makes one a little excited."

Jing Yunxiao was confused.

With this joy, Jing Yunxiao then looked at the spot above his head that he dug out.

If there's one, there's two. If there's two, there's three.

If he could dig out something as good as a slave inheritance, then maybe he could dig out something else?

With that in mind, Jing Yunxiao went all out to dig it up to the end.

Seeing that, Bing Ling sighed: "Crazy, really crazy."

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