Within the Three Lights Dao Heaven Cave Dwelling, a three-colored radiance slowly circulated. Sunlight, moonlight, and starlight cascaded down from the dome, illuminating the formation patterns on the stone walls. Like three quiet rivers of light, they wound silently through the depths of the cave dwelling.
Ning Zhuo returned to the Three Lights Dao Heaven Cave Dwelling and instructed Old Chef, “I’m back for a period of seclusion. If anyone comes to visit, hold them off first.”
“Yes, Young Master,” Old Chef replied, accepting the order.
The stone door closed, and layers of formation patterns lit up. Ning Zhuo was left alone in the room. He sat down cross-legged and first inspected the Southern Bright Fire Furnace.
When Ning Zhuo had first seen this spirit treasure, it had been in a state of utter ruin, the vast majority of its body missing. The remaining fragments were shattered and broken, crisscrossed with scorched black cracks. Many of the formation patterns were like severed meridians, scattered haphazardly across the furnace walls.
The Vermilion Bird Artifact Spirit had been huddled deep within the furnace’s core, utterly terrified, trembling. It would withdraw at the slightest disturbance. Looking deeper, the pill poison within the furnace was thick and heavy.