Two realms! I have a Soul Refining Banner

Chapter 81 Top-Grade Defensive Artifact! The Black Nether Shield

"Uncle-Master Zuo, I have no other requests. At this moment, I only wish to return to the sect in peace for seclusion. I dare not take credit for anything."

Chen Jie's expression was earnest, his words respectful, and his posture extremely humble.

He truly dared not covet any reward from the Zuo family!

at this time,

His only thought was to get away from the incredibly powerful "Butterfly Dance" Zuo Xiaoling as soon as possible and escape to protect himself.

The oppressive feeling that Zuo Xiaoling brought him was like Mount Tai pressing down on him, making him feel suffocated.

If a top expert in the late Foundation Establishment stage really wanted to make a move against him...

Not to mention that he currently only has eighteen ninth-tier main souls empowering the Soul Refining Banner.

Even if twenty-seven main souls are refined in the future!

They had absolutely no power to resist and were destined to be killed by their opponent in one move.

The favors bestowed upon the Zuo family may seem glamorous, but they are actually incredibly dangerous!

He didn't want it, and he dared not have it!

Chen Jie possesses an electrically controlled combustion furnace, ensuring he has no worries about alchemy and a constant supply of resources.

As long as you have spirit stones!

Magical artifacts and elixirs can all be purchased; there is no need to rely on anyone.

Moreover, he has already obtained the three-thousand-year-old lightning-struck Yin Wood, and the Soul Refining Banner has been successfully upgraded!

Even if I cultivate to the Golden Core Realm in the future, this natal magic weapon will still be sufficient and will not be obsolete.

His only training plan right now is to keep a low profile and develop his skills discreetly!

They quietly improve their skills, never showing off or attracting attention, to avoid being targeted by others.

Zuo Xiaoling raised her eyes and carefully looked Chen Jie up and down again.

She tried to see through the young outer disciple's true thoughts.

She fought her way out of the White Bone Sect's outer sect, a place of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and was well aware of the true nature of the sect's lower-level disciples.

These outer disciples are all driven by self-interest, putting themselves first and prioritizing profit above all else.

Chen Jie's repeated refusals of the reward surprised her somewhat.

With Chen Jie's meager cultivation at the sixth level of Qi Condensation, all his pretense was exposed in front of her.

She could see through feigned refusal at a glance.

Able to calmly give up readily available benefits!

Such cultivators often possess extraordinary character and a broad vision, and their future potential is promising.

However, she did not feel any appreciation for it.

Demonic cultivation!

The worst thing you can do is to be moved by emotions, soften your heart, or develop feelings of admiration.

Once someone develops a strong desire to value another person, they will feel a strong urge to possess and control them!

This is the fundamental principle by which disciples of the Demonic Sect conduct themselves in battle.

Zuo Xiaoling simply felt that Chen Jie was calm and composed, unlike anyone else, and had no other ulterior motives.

She thought for a moment, then looked up at Chen Jie.

Next,

Her tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable firmness:

"I've said it before, the Zuo family never owes anyone a favor."

"You saved Xiaofeng's life, and I must repay this kindness. After we settle our accounts, we will owe each other nothing."

As soon as he finished speaking,

Zuo Xiaoling raised her hand and patted the storage bag, and a black light instantly appeared in her palm.

A dark, ancient shield, shaped like the shell of a tortoise, floated silently, its menacing aura subdued and its texture heavy.

"This is a low-grade, top-tier defensive magic weapon, the Black Nether Shield."

"Forged and refined from the thousand-year-old shell of the Xuan Turtle, after being refined, it is strong enough to withstand the full force of a Qi Condensation Ninth Level cultivator's attack, making its defensive power extremely strong."

"This was originally something I prepared for Xiaofeng to use for self-defense, but before he breaks through to the Foundation Establishment stage, I will never let him leave the sect on his own again."

"This shield is a gift to you, as a token of our mutual agreement."

Upon hearing this, Chen Jie's eyes lit up, and he was overjoyed.

A top-grade low-level defensive magic weapon is extremely rare!

The red phosphorus soft armor he had previously worn had been damaged and weakened after several fierce battles and attacks.

It may look like a high-quality product, but it's actually only of average quality at best, with significantly reduced protective capabilities.

Top-quality magical artifacts are extremely rare and hard to come by.

Ordinary shops in the market simply don't have the goods for sale, and even if you have a huge amount of spirit stones, you may not have the chance to buy them.

Especially after hearing that the Black Nether Shield could withstand a full-force attack from a ninth-level Qi Condensation Realm cultivator.

Chen Jie's heart instantly burned with intense passion.

With the support of this top-quality defensive shield.

With the Soul Refining Banner's eighteen ninth-tier main souls as the primary attackers, no one of the same tier could threaten him in the slightest!

Then,

Zuo Xiaoling seemed to remember something, and once again raised her hand to take out an ancient white bone token and handed it over.

"This is the White Bone Decree of my Zuo family."

"If you encounter any troublesome or difficult problems within the sect, you can take your token to the Zuo family of the Punishment Hall to find me."

"Within my power, I can use the Zuo family's influence to help you this once."

Chen Jie understood.

Zuo Xiaoling's actions were intended to completely repay the favors owed to her.

From now on, we owe each other nothing and have no further connection.

No wonder,

I am merely an outer disciple at the sixth level of Qi Condensation.

In the eyes of the deeply entrenched Zuo family, he was nothing more than an insignificant nobody, not worth deliberately befriending or currying favor with.

Chen Jie had no intention of currying favor with the Zuo family!

Having obtained a top-quality defensive artifact for free, I am already completely satisfied and have no other desires.

He reached out and took the Black Nether Shield and the White Bone Token, briefly examining their texture.

Next,

He then stopped being polite and directly put the item into his storage bag.

Zuo Xiaoling had already spoken frankly and clearly. If he continued to refuse in a pretentious manner, he would only appear ungrateful and ignorant of etiquette.

After carefully putting away the treasure, Chen Jie bowed and said, "Thank you for your generous reward, Uncle Zuo."

Although he did not know much about the temperament and methods of Zuo Xiaoling, the chief of the Execution Hall, known as "Butterfly Dance".

However, he was well-versed in the survival rules of the lower levels of the White Bone Sect.

It is only right to accept gifts from a Foundation Establishment Realm senior uncle and express sincere gratitude.

If anyone dares to disobey or offend them, they will be beheaded on the spot and die in vain, and no one will ask a single question.

He currently refers to Zuo Xiaoling as his "Shishu" (a term of respect for a senior female disciple).

However, if he breaks through to the Foundation Establishment Realm, the two will address each other as senior and junior siblings.

If he could condense his Golden Core before Zuo Xiaoling attempts to break through to the Golden Core Realm.

The roles of the two will be reversed, and then it will be Zuo Xiaoling's turn to call him "Shishu" (a term of respect for a senior martial arts master).

The hierarchy within the White Bone Sect has always been determined by cultivation level!

Might makes right!

Everything is determined by one's cultivation level.

Zuo Feng, standing to the side, was overjoyed to see that his sister had used a top-grade defensive magic weapon.

He immediately smiled and said, "Sis, now that we've finished, let's go home. I'm starving."

Zuo Xiaoling is always cold and aloof to outsiders, keeping them at arm's length.

Only when facing his younger brother Zuo Feng did a rare hint of doting appear in his eyes.

"All you do all day is cause trouble. I'll deal with you properly when we get back."

finished,

She turned to look at Chen Jie again, her tone returning to its coldness:

"From what Xiao Feng just said, the magical artifact you're refining is the Soul Refining Banner?"

Chen Jie felt a slight chill and dared not conceal anything, nodding in reply: "Indeed! If Martial Uncle wishes to examine it, this disciple will immediately present it."

Zuo Xiaoling shook her head slightly, her expression calm as she reminded him:

"No need! I have no interest in your magical artifacts!"

"Just a heads-up, the Soul Refining Banner is easy to learn and has formidable killing power, but it is extremely difficult to advance to higher levels."

"To upgrade the Soul Refining Banner into the Hundred Soul Banner, the resources required are dozens of times that of ordinary magic artifacts. The later the upgrade, the greater the difficulty and the endless cost."

"Furthermore, remember that after leaving the territory of the White Bone Sect, you must never use the Soul Refining Banner lightly in front of orthodox Xuanmen cultivators."

"This is the most malevolent weapon in the eyes of the righteous path. Once exposed, it will surely be hunted down to death by all righteous cultivators in the world."

Chen Jie respectfully replied, "Disciple will remember Uncle's instructions and will certainly be careful in the future, never revealing anything."

Zuo Xiaoling said no more, raised her hand and summoned her longsword, the blade growing larger in the wind.

She led Zuo Feng onto the sword, looked down at Chen Jie, and said indifferently:

"I'll take Xiaofeng back to the Hall of Punishments first. You'd better take care of yourself."

Whoosh-!

A sharp streak of light pierced the sky.

Zuo Xiaoling, riding on her sword, carried Zuo Feng away in an instant, disappearing from sight.

call--!

Chen Jie gazed in the direction the two had left and let out a long sigh.

Next,

His tense nerves finally relaxed, and all the pressure in his body dissipated.