Chapter 780: Heavenly Fate Magic Artifact

With his transformation ability compressed within his body at a height of 1,800 zhang, and además possessing a celestial infant unique to immortals, Su Che could be considered a freak never seen before in the history of the immortal realm.
The advantages were obviously significant. Although the amplification capacity of the celestial infant remained unchanged at over a hundred times, Su Che estimated that his current endurance could be increased from 400 times to at least 600 times, and possibly even around 700 times.
In the future, if a way to improve the celestial infant’s capabilities could be found, achieving an extremely high amplification of 1,000 times would not be mere daydreaming.
On the plain, Su Che walked hand in hand with Tian Yin, not in a hurry to return.
“Juli has already formed murderous intent toward you. On our way back, I must take you to the edge of the Earthly Immortal Realm,” Tian Yin transmitted through telepathy.
“The method is good, but it still leaves traces,” Su Che replied. “I have an even more convenient way to keep them from tracking my whereabouts.”
He then recounted the events of the Immortal-Demon Battlefield, just to reassure Tian Yin. After that, he asked, “I also want to create a special magic artifact, which requires some of the highest-grade materials from the immortal realm. Do you have any?”
“I do have some.”
Tian Yin nodded. “The Witch Clan also needs top-tier materials to forge weapons. Over millions of years, they’ve accumulated quite a lot. I’ll fetch some for you once we return.”
“That’s great. This visit to see you has truly been fruitful.”
Su Che was delighted, thinking of the indestructible double-edged battle axe forged by the Witch God. He then thought of Xiao Hei, who had entered the Chaos Realm—what might have become of him after all these years?
It was a pity that the mental connection between him and Xiao Hei had been completely severed; he had no idea about Xiao Hei’s situation at all.
“I’ve gained even more,” Tian Yin transmitted with emotion. “Although I once hoped to one day enter the hall of Immortal Lords, I always thought it was an unattainable wish. Throughout the long history of the immortal realm, only fifteen Immortal Lords have emerged. Such a slim chance—how could it fall to me…”
“The sixteenth is about to be born,” Su Che said with a smile. “Ten thousand years is just a flash of time for you, isn’t it?”
Tian Yin nodded silently. After a brief pause, she firmly grasped Su Che’s hand, almost crushing his Demon God Bone.
Such strength was merely to accompany her next words: “Thank you!”

Su Che endured the intense pain without showing any reaction and nodded, saying, “In other words, one can’t marry a wife with too great strength, otherwise they’ll constantly suffer beatings.”
Tianyi laughed and said, “Then hurry up and surpass me so I can be your wife. I really don’t mind getting beaten.”
“How can I surpass you?”
Su Che shook his head and sighed, “You’ll soon become an Immortal Lord, while I’m still just a lowly Xuanxian. How could I possibly surpass you in ten thousand years?”
This wasn’t modesty. After all, even with shortcuts like the Immortal Infant Fruit, to reach the next level— the Golden Immortal realm— one would need over ten thousand such fruits.
After becoming a Great Luo Golden Immortal, one would still have to kill over twenty thousand Immortal Emperors to advance to the Immortal Emperor realm. Even with such capabilities, all the Immortal Emperors in the immortal world combined couldn’t number more than ten thousand.
These were all utterly impossible tasks.
Without the Immortal Infant Fruit, even reaching the next cultivation level would require millions of years of practice, especially after becoming an Immortal Emperor—each step upward taking hundreds of millions of years…
“Disheartened?”
Tianyi bent down, tilting her head playfully as she looked at him.
“Of course not,” Su Che replied seriously. “I’m thinking that these ten thousand years must be tough for you too. You must be extremely cautious and try every means to keep your advancement a secret, right?”
Tianyi nodded lightly in agreement.
The Witch Clan was about to produce its second Immortal Lord. Leaving aside whether those Immortal Lords with their divine statuses would agree or give Tianyi this chance, it was even uncertain whether that enigmatic and powerful Witch God would allow another Witch God to emerge and challenge his dominance.
Undoubtedly, the next ten thousand years would be the most severe test of Tianyi’s life.
But as a cultivator striving for the pinnacle of power in the world, she was willing to bear any cost.
Back at Tianyi’s residence, after waiting for a while, Su Che obtained over a thousand top-tier materials from her. These were rare substances that could be used to craft supreme immortal weapons. To help her man, Tianyi didn’t hesitate to use public resources, selecting these excellent materials suitable for crafting defensive magic artifacts from the Witch Clan’s inventory.
“Won’t Juguoli and Haogang use this against you to impeach you?” Su Che grew worried instead.
“I’ll just say I wanted to forge a weapon, so it’s only natural to use the inventory,” Tianyi said proudly with a smile. “You underestimate my status in the Witch Clan if you think such a trivial matter can be used against me.”

“So good?” Su Che said with a playful smile, “Then let’s get more… Ouch!”
Tian Yin gave him a gentle nudge under the armpit, sending him flying three feet away in pain.
It was like a weak scholar who couldn’t even lift a chicken marrying a warrior’s wife—life after marriage was simply unbearable.
After suffering the pain, Su Che approached again and pointed at his own forehead, saying, “If you’re really ruthless, do it here too.”
Though he said that, he was thinking to himself: Maybe we’re telepathic. It depends on your reaction.
Snap!
Tian Yin tapped him with her finger, and the detailed methods of forging weapons by the Witch Clan, along with her own experiences and insights, were transmitted as a massive wave of mental energy.
Su Che closed his eyes and silently absorbed this knowledge. After a while, he nodded and said, “The art of forging of the Witch Clan is far more mysterious than I imagined. There’s indeed much to learn from it.”
Tian Yin had already sat cross-legged on the training bed, guessing that he would start crafting that special magical artifact next.
Su Che climbed onto the bed, lay down comfortably with his head on her thigh, and soon fell asleep.
Tian Yin gently stroked his cheek with her left hand. After that, both of them remained motionless, as if time had stopped and turned into eternity.
Inside the Immortal Prison, Su Che and Lao He were ready to create something truly extraordinary.
Whoosh…
Tens of thousands of raw materials of different grades were sent into the third layer of the Fire Realm. The task of refining them was entirely up to the ruler of the Fire Realm. Within the Fire Realm, there was always a mutated spiritual flame that was most suitable for a particular type of raw material.
By filtering out the impurities, once these raw materials reached their most perfect state of purity, the Creative Divine Tree had already transformed into a special energy, which was then sent into the third layer of the Fire Realm and infused into each raw material.
At the same time, countless pure souls prepared in the second layer of the Ghost Realm were also transferred to the third layer.
The first step was for Su Che to endow these raw materials with life, transforming them from inert objects into little beings with spirituality and different instincts.
This process required extreme care, especially to avoid the mutated spiritual flames harming those pure souls.
There was a chance of failure, but it wasn’t a concern—there were more pure souls available in the second layer of the Ghost Realm. If it failed, they could just be replenished.
This process lasted over a month. All the raw materials acquired spirituality, resembling those high-grade spiritual herbs. Then, they were all sent to the fourth layer of the Soul Slavery Space, where they were transformed into raw materials that were utterly loyal to Su Che, without any hint of rebellion.

With a soul, they can be enslaved, brought to life, given their own instincts and spirituality, and given time to fully explore their own attributes, traits, and values. Then, let them decide for themselves which responsibility, which role, and what function suits them best. Indeed, Su Che’s idea is to turn them into an army that obeys discipline, works together as one, and willingly gives everything they have. This is far more sophisticated than forced combinations or coercive methods of forging them. Although the true immortals of the immortal realm have spent countless years exploring, experimenting, and trying to understand the attributes, characteristics, and functions of various materials, no one dares to claim to fully understand their specific traits and that their sole purpose is to be used for one thing only—nothing else will do. No one can say such things because, unless you are the material itself or the creator who forged it, it is impossible to accurately determine its true purpose and value. Now, as the “Heavenly Lord” of the Immortal Prison, Su Che grants them life and the power to determine the most accurate meaning and value of their existence. This is a reverse inference method: the “Heavenly Lord” of the Immortal Prison uses these materials to deduce the true intention behind their creation by the “Heavenly Lords” of the external universe. By truly understanding the will of heaven, and then crafting these materials according to that will, the resulting magical artifacts are no longer man-made but are forged by the will of heaven itself. Yes, the special treasure Su Che wants to create is not some legendary innate or chaotic treasure, but a treasure born of the will of heaven. Heaven is supreme, and only the treasures forged by heaven are the strongest. Those so-called innate or chaotic treasures may sound incredibly powerful, as if they existed even before the creation of the world, but one should consider what would happen if their power or attributes violated the will of heaven when brought into this world. The outcome can only be suppression by the laws of heaven at the least, or destruction by them at the worst—their fate would be like that of those ancient magical artifacts that have become relics. Whether it’s living beings or magical artifacts, once they enter this world, they must obey its laws of heaven. Unless their power surpasses those laws, they must either leave or perish.

Those arrogant fools who think they can defy fate are still alive only because their so-called acts of defying fate are nothing but delusions. What they don’t realize is that the actions they insist on taking still conform to certain laws of fate and fall within what fate acknowledges, which is why heaven has not punished them. The stronger the power possessed by a being or a magical artifact, and the closer its existence is to the laws of fate in terms of height and dimension, the greater heaven’s surveillance over it becomes. Su Che, as representative of the laws of fate in a universe, is more qualified than anyone to say, “If anyone in the Immortal Prison World creates a magical artifact that satisfies my desires and impresses me, I am willing to grant it extraordinary power.” Thus, Su Che believes that only a magical artifact that fully conforms to the will of fate truly deserves to harness the power of heaven, and its power will be the strongest.