Just a trace of it was enough to let a cultivator completely master a technique, proof of its extraordinary value.
In the outside world, a single flower could easily sell for several million Spirit Stones. That was assuming one could even find a willing seller.
Looking at it, Chen Xuan hesitated.
His divine sense entered the Seven Trials Tower before settling upon the dormant Law Furnace resting on the second floor.
Although it had remained silent for a long time, its ancient aura still inspired awe.
’These flowers should all contain fragments of Laws. If I refined them and merged them into my own Law Mark...’
Chen Xuan’s thoughts wandered. He strongly suspected he could directly step into the Soul Formation Realm by doing so.
Yet in the end, he reluctantly shook his head.
He had a feeling Luan Yi would hunt him to the ends of the earth if he dared plunder the flowers she had painstakingly nurtured for countless years.
Even if she didn’t, now was not the time to think of it.
First, he had to obtain the flower he had come here for.
The garden was vast.
Combined with the unique environments surrounding every plant, searching it thoroughly would have been an exhausting task.
Had Chen Xuan come alone in his current weakened state, he would likely have needed several days.
Fortunately, Chen Xuan was not alone. With Honglan’s assistance, it took only a few minutes.
Soon, the pair arrived before another isolated section.
Like every other region, it contained only a single flower.
Unlike the radiant star-filled environment from before, however, this place felt like a land of death.
The soil was black. Gray mist drifted endlessly through the air before occasionally condensing into shrieking ghosts.
Even before stepping inside, Chen Xuan felt his mind grow dizzy merely from hearing those ghostly screams.
Thankfully, Honglan gently patted his shoulder. The dizziness instantly disappeared, and he snapped back to reality.
Chen Xuan shook his head. Instead of fear, excitement filled his heart.
His gaze pierced through the countless wandering souls before finally settling upon the flower growing at the very center.
Its countless dark petals slowly swayed without any wind, while faint soul phantoms endlessly circled around it as though worshipping their sovereign.
The Myriad Souls Chrysanthemum.
After countless twists and turns, plotting against Luan Yi, infiltrating the Myriad Souls Sect, and even discovering Luan Yuan’s bizarre hobbies, he had finally managed to find it.
For a brief moment, Chen Xuan nearly burst into tears.
He nearly burst into tears. He had never expected that finding a single flower would have been so difficult.
Compared to going through all this trouble, he would have much more preferred to fight against the Nascent Soul demonic cultivators again.
Thankfully, at last, Chen Xuan had finally reached his destination.
Looking at the Myriad Souls Chrysanthemum, Chen Xuan did not act rashly.
After exchanging a few words with Honglan, he stepped into the ghostly garden under the protection of her Spiritual Energy.
Step by step, he approached the flower until he finally stood before it. Unlike ordinary flowers, this one towered over six feet tall.
Even standing beside it, Chen Xuan was only slightly taller.
Combined with the dense aura of death and souls constantly surrounding it, its extraordinary nature was immediately apparent.
Reaching out, Chen Xuan grasped its stem and attempted to uproot it.
Unfortunately, his efforts yielded no results.
Nothing happened.
The flower didn’t even budge.
A flash of surprise crossed Chen Xuan’s eyes.
Rather than disappointing him, however, this only heightened his excitement.
With a wave of his hand, a blade formed from black and white Spiritual Energy condensed before him through the circulation of the Great Yin-Yang Origin Dao.
As he swung it downward, countless ghostly souls surged forth from the flower, throwing themselves against the blade in an instinctive attempt to stop it.
Unfortunately, the Myriad Souls Chrysanthemum had yet to develop true consciousness.
Its resistance was nothing more than instinct.
Moments later, the stem was severed. The massive flower tilted, ready to collapse.
Chen Xuan reacted quickly. He stepped forward and caught it before it touched the ground.
Then, he didn’t hesitate.
Without wasting another second, he gave Honglan a few quick instructions to stand guard before disappearing into the Seven Trials Tower.
Moments later, he stood before the Four Myths Cauldron, the giant chrysanthemum held firmly in his arms.
He had waited far too long for this moment. Naturally, he had no intention of wasting even a moment.
Stepping forward, he pressed a hand against the cauldron. The complete recipe for the Grand Rebirth Elixir flowed into it through his divine sense.
The instant the cauldron awakened, brilliant flames erupted from within.
With a wave of Chen Xuan’s hand, numerous ingredients flew out from his spatial ring.
Some were rare spiritual fruits. Some were precious medicinal liquids. Others existed as floating mists or crystalline powders.
Each one was an ingredient he had painstakingly gathered before infiltrating the Myriad Souls Sect.
Looking at them, Chen Xuan’s heart couldn’t help but race. He was only one final step away from recovering his full strength.
Even so, he forcibly calmed himself.
Using his Spiritual Energy, he carefully guided every ingredient into the Four Myths Cauldron.
One after another, they dissolved into pure medicinal essence.
Finally, Chen Xuan raised the enormous Myriad Souls Chrysanthemum and lowered it into the cauldron.
Despite its tremendous size, the Four Myths Cauldron revealed yet another one of its miraculous properties.
The flower rapidly shrank the instant it entered, becoming perfectly suited for refinement.
Moments later, its petals dissolved into streams of pure essence before merging seamlessly with the rest of the ingredients.
Slowly, all of them gathered together, condensing into a single flawless sphere that floated quietly within the blazing flames.
It didn’t take long. Within seconds, a soul-stirring fragrance spread throughout the dark void.
Just by smelling it, Chen Xuan felt the injuries troubling him recover.
As he leaned forward, he looked into the Four Myths Cauldron.
There, a pill rested.