Chapter 319: Ancient Heavenly Artifacts

“Help?” Wu Tian looked at Ye Feng with a peculiar expression. He didn’t think he could be of any help at this point—after all, a battle between demi-gods was far beyond his ability to intervene in.
“Follow me!” Without further ado, Ye Feng left the scene of the fight between the two demi-god warriors, with Wu Tian closely following.
The Third Elder hesitated for a moment but ultimately didn’t follow, as Ye Feng hadn’t invited him. Going there on his own would mean eavesdropping.
Back in his temporary room, Ye Feng said to Wu Tian, “Guard me. Don’t let anyone in! Just for an hour!”
“Oh!” Although Wu Tian also wanted to know what Ye Feng was planning, he understood that Ye Feng had called him here alone to guard him, clearly not wanting others to know this secret. He suppressed his curiosity and stood outside to watch.
Ye Feng closed the door and sent his mental energy into the pile of trash in the Liuluan Hall.
Seeing the various items piled up into small mountains, Ye Feng shook his head with a wry smile. Liuluan was clearly a lazy person too. These items were only sorted by grade and type, with similar items of the same grade piled together. The most prominent were the piles of weapons—thousands of immortal and demonic artifacts stacked there. The fewest were the over thirty divine artifacts and ancient heavenly artifacts that could no longer be repaired.
A pair of blue-glowing gloves caught Ye Feng’s attention. They were covered in cracks, giving the impression that they might burst at any moment.
Picking up the gloves, he noticed they were different from the ones he had used before. These gloves had a strong metallic texture, resembling mechanical gloves and giving off a sense of heaviness.
“It seems their grade isn’t very high…” Ye Feng glanced at the other items in the pile. Their glows were brighter than this one’s. “Probably lower-grade divine artifacts. I’ll use them for now.”
Just then, an ancient heavenly artifact rolled down from the top of the pile and landed at Ye Feng’s feet—a seemingly unremarkable long sword.
Ye Feng picked up the sword casually and immediately sensed something different. “Huh? Its spirit seems still alive, though severely damaged—its form isn’t even intact. It must have sensed my presence and deliberately tried to draw my attention.”

Ye Feng frowned slightly. The grade of this long sword was clearly much higher, at least on par with that of a top-tier divine artifact. “But what I want are gloves… and there are only these gloves here…”

At that moment, an idea struck Ye Feng. “I almost forgot—I still have the Ultimate Transformation Right unused. I can use it to transform this long sword into gloves, so I can use them.”

“First use the Ultimate Transformation Right to transform it, then use the Ultimate Repair Right to fix it. This way, it can also prevent any negative consequences from the transformation,” Ye Feng decided immediately.

“Use the Ultimate Transformation Privilege!” Ye Feng took out the long sword from the Flowing Palace.

“Please select the type of item to be transformed!”

“Gloves!”

“Please choose the transformation method: 1. Autonomous transformation. 2. Specified transformation!”

“What’s the difference?” Ye Feng asked.

“Autonomous transformation modifies the item based on its current characteristics, allowing those characteristics to be fully utilized. However, the appearance may differ from what the user desires.”

“Specified transformation means the user designs the appearance before transforming it. The final product might affect the original efficiency of the item’s characteristics.”

“Then I’ll go with autonomous transformation!” Ye Feng originally liked the style of those blue gloves very much. But if he specified the transformation himself, the gloves’ power or characteristics might be suppressed, which wasn’t what he wanted.

“Autonomous transformation initiated…”

Ye Feng watched as the long sword in front of him slowly changed shape, melting in the air to form a metal sphere about the size of a fist. He watched eagerly.

Outside Ye Feng’s room, Wu Tian clearly felt a powerful and oppressive aura coming from inside his room—like a fierce beast breaking free in the wilderness. The immense pressure made Wu Tian step back several times, with sweat appearing on his forehead. “Is this Mr. Blade’s true strength? It’s terrifying…”

Yet, Ye Feng, at the center of this transformation, wasn’t aware of this anomaly at all.

The sphere in front of him began to slowly take shape, and the outline of gloves gradually emerged, making Ye Feng hold his breath in anticipation.

Time passed by moment by moment, and finally, a pair of purple gloves appeared before Ye Feng’s eyes. They resembled the blue gloves from before in some ways—same metallic texture, mechanical appearance—but the sharp spikes that could extend between the fingers made Ye Feng feel a bit uneasy. What surprised Ye Feng even more was that the cracks on the original sword were not present; the gloves seemed intact.

Ye Feng casually took the purple gloves and sent his mental energy into them. The original spirit of the item had disappeared.

“How is this possible?” Ye Feng frowned slightly and extended his mental energy into the void, wanting to ask the Feather Emperor.

“The Ultimate Transformation Power is like breaking everything down and then reassembling it. To some extent, it functions similarly to the Repair Power. Under normal circumstances, the spirit of an item can also be reassembled, but according to what you said, that spirit was too weak. After being broken down, the remaining energy wasn’t enough to reassemble it, so that energy was stored away, making it easier to form a new spirit in the future.”

“If I had known, I would have tried using the Repair Power first!” Ye Feng shook his head helplessly.

“Actually, there’s no need for you to regret it. Things destroyed by the Transformation Power are those that have been severely damaged. That spirit probably only had a faint trace of life left. Using the Repair Power might restore it to its original state, but the pain it endured will not be forgotten. The spirit ended up like that because the battle must have been extremely fierce. Letting it disappear is actually a form of relief. Anyway, that ancient celestial weapon has found a new owner, and its final mission has been completed—it should have no regrets left.” The Feather Emperor’s explanation finally dispelled Ye Feng’s doubts.

Ye Feng withdrew his mental energy from the void, put on the transformed gloves, and slowly stepped out the door.

“Is it done?” Although he didn’t know exactly what Ye Feng had done, Wu Tian still asked.

“Mm!” Ye Feng nodded without saying much.

“It seems there’s no change…” Wu Tian followed behind Ye Feng, feeling puzzled. But soon, he noticed a pair of purple gloves on Ye Feng’s hands…