Chapter 1574: Chapter 1574: Refining, Three Thousand Flying Swords

"Of course, it’s true."

Ye Feng nodded.

As he spoke, he exerted all his strength to pluck the feathers from this giant chicken wing one by one, soon piling up a large heap, each feather gleaming brilliantly.

These are Phoenix feathers!

Each one contains Phoenix Essence Blood and pure Flame Law, worth a fortune. Ye Feng plans to separate them all and refine them into Immortal Emperor Artifacts.

Presumably, their power will be quite impressive.

An hour later.

Ye Feng finally plucked all the feathers, using all his strength to cut open the giant chicken wing. During this process, he repeatedly deduced and studied how to destroy the formidable body of the Silent Death Emperor, soon making a discovery.

"I understand now!"

"There are certain flaws within the Silent Death Emperor’s body, and it’s not flawless."

"Firstly, he’s not a pure Phoenix. His true form is actually a large rooster. He only awakened his bloodline after devouring a valuable Phoenix egg in his youth."

"His body transformed because of this."

"However, he is ultimately imperfect."

"Within the Silent Death Emperor’s body, there are some unnoticeable law filaments. As long as you cut along these traces, it can exert hundreds of times the destructive power, enough to quickly sever his body."

"However, even with this, it cannot completely kill the Silent Death Emperor."

"This guy possesses the Phoenix Bloodline and can undergo Bathing Fire Rebirth. Unless I employ the Myriad Spirits Treasure Vase or wait until I breakthrough to around the Sixtieth Level of the Creation Realm, I can’t be absolutely sure to wipe him out."

Ye Feng continued to analyze.

Only he knew this information, and the sect members couldn’t hear Ye Feng’s thoughts, so they could only surround him, watching curiously.

"Open for me!"

Ye Feng suddenly formed a sword with his fingers and aimed at the law filaments inside the giant chicken wing to cut them. Soon, he cut the wing into fist-sized pieces and tossed them into a large pot with a three-meter diameter.

"Add some other Great Demons’ meat."

Ye Feng shouted.

"Got it!" Li Jiaojiao stepped forward, opened her Storage Space, and took out some meat from Great Demons in the Immortal Realm, all gathered from slaying Evil Beasts during earlier training expeditions, well-preserved and fresh.

"Add some nourishing Immortal Elixirs!"

Ye Feng called.

"Leave it to our Spiritual Medicine Garden!" Yan Ruyu and Jia Yulan stepped forward, took out myriad-year-old Immortal Elixirs and Holy Medicine, processed them, and threw them into the pot.

"Very good!"

Ye Feng nodded, took the condensed Moon Reflection Divine Spring Essence, poured it into the pot, and added a hundred pieces of Seven-Colored Enlightenment Tea Leaves for flavor.

Next, he started a fire.

Gurgle, gurgle!

The water in the pot began to boil, releasing the essence of various precious medicines and the Demon Bloodline into the stew, filling it with fragrance.

"Smells so good!"

Everyone was nearly drooling.

"This pot of soup needs to simmer slowly. After all, the chicken wing inside is too hard. I estimate it will take about three days and nights before it can be consumed."

Ye Feng said.

"So looking forward to it!"

"I wonder what it will taste like."

The disciples already held their bowls and chopsticks, sitting in circles around the large iron pot, waiting to sip the soup.

Ye Feng covered the large iron pot with a lid and used a special spell to maintain a certain pressure inside so that any rising steam would condense beneath the lid and flow back into the pot.

This way, the soup in the pot wouldn’t reduce.

"Keep it on low heat and let it simmer slowly."

Ye Feng said, looking at the chicken feathers beside him. He picked up one, two fingers wide and a half-foot long, and wrapped it with Dao Fire in his palm.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!

The feather rapidly melted, expelling many impurities flown away by Ye Feng, leaving only a glob of liquid flame-like substance.

"Crafting it into a sword should be nice."

Ye Feng smiled and infused various spells into this special substance, forming array patterns inside and constantly transforming and strengthening it.

After fifteen minutes.

A slender sword took shape.

It was only two fingers wide, a half-foot long, and as thin as a cicada’s wing, with an elongated teardrop shape, giving an impression of sharpness.

"Great sword!"

Ye Feng flicked the sword body with his finger, producing a melodious sword hum, attracting everyone’s attention.

"This Flying Sword looks so sharp."

"I wonder how powerful it is."

Several disciples whispered.

Ye Feng casually tossed this Flying Sword in front of Gong Qingqiu.

"Sect Leader, what’s this?"

Gong Qingqiu grasped the Flying Sword.

Ye Feng asked, "What do you think of this sword’s power? Is it handy to use?"

Upon hearing this, Gong Qingqiu immediately refined it.

Swoosh!

With a thought, the Flying Sword instantly vanished, reappearing to pierce through a Heavenly Immortal who had previously joined the Black Prison Demon Sect, killing him immediately.

Then, the Flying Sword returned to her side.

"Such a formidable Flying Sword. I’m now at the Thirty-Third Layer of Immortal Emperor, and with my wielding, this sword can penetrate any Thirty-Third Layer Immortal Emperor’s defense instantly."

Gong Qingqiu evaluated.

"That shows its power is quite acceptable."

Ye Feng smiled, "Next, I will refine these feathers into flying swords. I estimate there will be three thousand, which will be given to the top three thousand in cultivation levels."

"Wow!"

"I’m a Six-Layered Immortal Emperor, definitely in the top three thousand within the sect. So, I will also get a Phoenix Flying Sword."

Ye Qinglian laughed.

A few days ago, she had just advanced from a Five-Layered Immortal Emperor to a Six-Layered Immortal Emperor, becoming increasingly powerful.

"Tch!"

Primordial Body Yao Changsheng clicked his tongue.

After consuming a Nine-Turn Profound Pill, his cultivation level broke through to a One-Layered Immortal Emperor, and then, by relying on his past life’s accumulation, his cultivation level quickly rose to a Three-Layered Immortal Emperor.

Within the sect, he was also among the top three thousand.

The chicken soup in the pot continued simmering.

Ye Feng sat nearby, refining the three thousand feathers into identical Flying Swords, distributing them to Gong Qingqiu, Ling Zhiwei, Ancient Spirit Immortal Venerate, Mo Ying, and others in the top three thousand ranks.

Some were Supreme Elders of the sect, experienced Elders, Stewards, Spiritual Beasts, veteran disciples, and other members.

"Wa-ho!"

Brother Flathead obtained a Flying Sword and didn’t know how to use it, so he simply used it for toothpicking and nail scraping.

Everyone burst out laughing at the sight.

"This Flying Sword is great for chopping vegetables!"

Li Jiaojiao found the Flying Sword extremely sharp, a light stroke could even cut through flesh and bone of Ancient Beasts in the Immortal Emperor Realm, with the downside of going through a lot of cutting boards.

With the slightest misstep, the cutting board would be sliced through.

As Ye Feng finished refining all the feathers into Flying Swords, the time had reached the third day.

By this time, the pot had become glowing red.

Boom!

The lid could no longer withstand the internal pressure, soaring into the air with a deafening sound, drawing the attention of all sect members.

A rich aroma of meat spread all around.

"Wow, it smells amazing!"

"Just a whiff, and my cultivation level shot from One-Turn Quasi-Saint to Third-Turn Quasi-Saint!"

The disciples were ecstatic.

Those ninth-generation disciples who hadn’t yet taken the Nine-Turn Profound Pill merely smelled the aroma and immediately felt filled with boundless strength, eager to lift the pot and drink all the broth inside.

"Alright, it’s about time."

Ye Feng added some seasoning, then took out a strainer to remove all the residues from the pot, obtaining ten vats of boiling broth.

"One bowl for each person."

Ye Feng began distributing broth, filling each person’s bowl with soup.

"Wa-ho!"

Upon hearing that everyone only gets one bowl, Brother Flathead wasn’t happy. He quickly discarded his small iron bowl and walked to Ye Feng, pulling out an oversized ceramic bowl half a meter in diameter right in front of him.

"Such a big bowl!"

Everyone almost burst into laughter.

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