Chapter 803 - 792: Furnace Spirit

If Ding Ling didn’t come, so be it.

The butler was very loyal to Cai Yong.

He was also very kind and caring towards Cai Wenji.

Watching Cai Wenji alone every day, growing thinner and more solitary.

He saw it with his own eyes, and it worried him deeply.

But Ding Ling ascended and did not return, so he had no solution.

He had been eagerly awaiting Ding Ling’s return from the Upper Realm.

But Ding Ling never came to Cai Mansion, and the butler couldn’t go against Cai Yong’s last will.

Nevertheless, the butler couldn’t ignore Cai Wenji’s plight. Seeing Cai Wenji wasting away even more quickly after Ding Ling’s return, he was incredibly anxious. Just as he was about to send out the letter regardless, Ding Ling arrived!

At this moment, the butler was overjoyed and couldn’t wait any longer.

He left Cai Mansion and went straight to the Prince’s Mansion.

At the Prince’s Mansion, he handed the letter to Zhou Cang and waited at the entrance.

After some time.

Diao Chan summoned the butler.

The butler went to pay respect, knelt on the ground, sorrowfully spoke about Cai Wenji’s situation, and pleaded with Diao Chan to show mercy for Cai Yong’s sake, giving Cai Wenji a chance, otherwise, he feared she would die if things continued.

Diao Chan was moved and said:

"Unexpectedly, Wenji’s feelings for the Prince are so deep. Very well. I will decide for him. Starting today, Wenji is the Prince’s concubine."

"Thank you, Queen. Thank you, Queen."

The butler was ecstatic.

The two conversed for a while longer.

Diao Chan said:

"You mentioned the Prince went to see Wenji. Where is the Prince?"

"I came to see the Prince. The Queen doesn’t know, so how could I?"

"It seems the Prince inadvertently ended up at Cai Mansion."

Diao Chan thought to herself but did not mention it, instead saying:

"I will personally go to welcome Wenji to the Prince’s Mansion."

"Thank you, Queen."

"It’s my duty."

...

Perhaps it was because the world-crushing Kun was slain by Ding Ling.

Only a few, like Diao Chan, returned to the Prince’s Mansion from the Celestial Ladder, waiting for news from Ding Ling.

Unexpectedly, they awaited the butler from Cai Mansion instead of Ding Ling.

At this moment, Ding Ling was unaware of Diao Chan’s ’self-directed actions.’

With a flash, he arrived in the Netherworld.

Divine Meditation Technique illuminated twenty thousand miles around.

He instantly knew where he was.

Only fifty miles from eighty-two Puppet Soldiers.

"It seems there’s a discrepancy, but not too large."

The previous deviation at Chang’an was only about ten miles.

Here, it’s fifty miles.

Thus, the discrepancy seems to fall within this range.

Whoosh!

With a leap, Ding Ling arrived near the Puppet Soldiers.

"Master!"

The Puppet Soldiers greeted with respect.

Ding Ling nodded, reached his hand towards the furnace, grabbing it into his hand.

This furnace had previously split into eleven, each extremely large.

Yet, after merging into one, it became significantly smaller.

Holding one leg of the furnace, Ding Ling carefully sensed and investigated.

Perhaps because the Nanhua Old Immortal and Kun had died.

The furnace, having lost its master, no longer struggled fiercely, allowing Ding Ling to explore.

Ding Ling soon sensed a ’spirit’ hidden in the deepest part of the furnace, resembling a Dragon Spirit hidden within a Dragon Vein.

Extremely sentient.

After some thought, in the next moment, a Sword Spirit emerged from Ding Ling’s body and entered the depth of the furnace.

Although the Sword Spirit had a physical form.

His existence was extremely unique, neither human, nor immortal, nor ghost, yet he could dwell in a place like the Netherworld where only Ghost Gods reside.

Especially as Ding Ling received the Celestial Heart Mark from the Netherworld, Immortal Realm, and Human Realm, it was as though the Sword Spirit also got such endowment, making him a being walking beyond the five elements, allowing him to enter the depth of the furnace and communicate with the ’Furnace Spirit.’

The Furnace Spirit appeared as a delicate little girl, seemingly five or six years old.

She curled up in a corner, blinking her big eyes with some fear and timidity as she looked at the Sword Spirit who intruded.

The Sword Spirit shone with a brilliant golden light, resembling a Divine Sword. This light, within the internal world of the furnace, served as his natural protective light, but upon seeing how timid the Furnace Spirit was, the Sword Spirit retracted his sword light and started communicating with the Furnace Spirit.

The Sword Spirit grew from Ding Ling’s Sword Thought.

In essence, he is Ding Ling’s avatar.

Thus, he possesses all of Ding Ling’s knowledge and skills, including acting, psychology, Observing People Skill, mimicry, etc.

Under his gentle voice and clever rhetoric, the Furnace Spirit gradually lowered her guard, gaining a bit of trust in the Sword Spirit.

And she began revealing her origins under the Sword Spirit’s gentle persuasion.

Only then did Ding Ling learn some truths buried deep in this world.

It turned out the Furnace Spirit was forged and refined from the ’bones’ and ’blood’ of the Mountain and Sea Realm, endowed with ’Kun’s’ Divine Techniques and all of Nanhua Old Immortal’s ’Alchemy Skills,’ which enabled her to refine other worlds.

"Mountain and Sea Realm?"

Ding Ling was surprised.

The Wind and Cloud World also has a Mountain and Sea Realm.

"Yes."

The Furnace Spirit looked adorable and appeared extremely naive and pure. In his contact with her, Ding Ling realized that her innocence wasn’t feigned; it was her intrinsic nature.

She had been sealed in the World Furnace, unable to communicate with outsiders, be they people, things, or spirits, for years, entertaining herself. Her optimistic and lively nature was evident.

Of course, the primary reason was her enormous and burdensome task of refining worlds, day after day, year after year.

She hadn’t become dull or numb, which in itself was remarkable.

"I have never heard of the Mountain and Sea Realm."

"Aren’t you from the Upper Realm?"

The Furnace Spirit looked at the Sword Spirit with confusion and asked:

"Beings like you and me reside in the Mountain and Sea Realm within the Upper Realm."

"Where exactly in the Upper Realm is the Mountain and Sea Realm?"

"It’s in the Upper Realm."

The Furnace Spirit couldn’t provide a detailed answer, and Ding Ling didn’t press further, instead inquiring about the ’bones’ and ’blood.’

"The Mountain and Sea Realm is the mother who birthed spirits. She created us but was killed by a god. I am a world furnace forged from the bones and blood of my mother through special means by immortals."

"Do you mean the Mountain and Sea Realm is also a god?"

"She is not a god. But if you want to interpret it that way, you may."

The Furnace Spirit seemed to grasp something:

"Are you not from the Upper Realm? Then how did you manage to kill the deities sent from the Upper Realm?!"

She was shocked, covering her little mouth, and exclaimed:

"Are you a mortal who grew up in the Lower Realm?! Wow."

She marveled and admired, saying:

"You are amazing. To be able to kill even an Innate Divine Spirit."