Chapter 0006: The Blizzard Empire
The Five Pits Divine Cauldron hovered in midair, emitting a stream of pure energy from its mouth that swept up all the medicinal herbs piled up in the courtyard. Though not large, after Huang Long infused it with a spatial array, it created its own space within, several times larger than the courtyard itself. After collecting all the herbs, Huang Long waved his hands, causing the cauldron to land steadily on the courtyard ground. He then stood in front of it, channeling his innate true energy and striking it repeatedly, producing a series of dull, resonant sounds.
At present, Huang Long’s cultivation level was still weak, and his true energy was insufficient, so he could only use this laborious method to activate the array inside the cauldron to grind, sort, and mix the herbs first, before using his innate true fire combined with the control fire array within the cauldron to refine them into pills.
After a while, Huang Long moved faster around the cauldron. Eventually, a vague figure appeared, accompanied by increasingly frequent dull sounds, like drums being beaten. Finally, with a thunderous noise, the cauldron rose from the ground. Huang Long opened his mouth and spat out bursts of innate true fire into it.
As the true fire refined the herbs, a captivating fragrance of pills gradually emanated from the cauldron, spreading throughout the courtyard. Fortunately, Huang Long had set up a small array in the courtyard beforehand, preventing the scent from escaping and keeping external noises from reaching outside. Otherwise, the courtyard would likely be crowded with people.
Before long, the cauldron trembled, and from its mouth, along with a wisp of pill fragrance, a beam of bright light shot out. Seeing this, Huang Long was overjoyed. He quickly brought out two jade bottles to catch the “Vitality Pills” and “Foundation-Strengthening Pills” that flowed out of the cauldron.
He then swallowed a Vitality Pill the size of a finger. As soon as it entered his mouth, it transformed into a warm current that circulated throughout his body, rushing like a runaway horse through his meridians, major channels, and every part of his physique. Realizing this, Huang Long quickly sat down and used the “Water-Fire Primordial Dragon Technique” to absorb the vital energy derived from the pills.
Instantly, a faint white mist appeared around him. With each cycle of the technique, Huang Long felt his muscles and veins expanding, his dantian filling with true energy, bringing him great comfort. Gradually, he immersed himself in a state of profound tranquility.
The Water-Fire Primordial Dragon Technique was the Golden Dragon Art that Huang Long had practiced in his past life. When mastered to its extreme, it could evolve him into a Primordial Dragon of Chaos—a truly formidable power, even top-tier innate spiritual treasures could hardly harm him.
Originally, Huang Long thought he would be unable to practice the “Water-Fire Primordial Dragon Art” as a human in this life, but to his surprise, he was able to do so, and he had now reached the first stage, the “Horned Dragon Realm.” When Huang Long regained consciousness, it was already night. Taking a breath, he stood up and looked around—everything seemed different. To his delight, he could see everything clearly even a hundred meters away in the darkness. With a thought, the innate vital energy in his dantian began to flow instantly, more than twice as fast as before. A day of practice was equivalent to a month of hard training before! “Second young master, second young master!” At that moment, Ling Zhi’s anxious voice came from outside. He had been ordered by Huang Long to guard outside the courtyard and prevent anyone from entering. But just now, Huang Mei, a maid serving Zhao Rong, came and told him that the mistress wanted the second young master to go to the hall. Ling Zhi then called out to Huang Long, only to find no response from inside the courtyard. When he tried to enter, it seemed as though an invisible barrier kept him out, and to his shock, his combat energy at the seventh level was completely ineffective against it. Huang Long had first ordered him to buy a large amount of medicinal materials and iron ore, then to guard outside the courtyard. Now that there was still no response from inside, coupled with the strange phenomena in the courtyard, Ling Zhi grew increasingly anxious. Finally, he sent Huang Mei to inform the master and mistress. By the time Huang Long emerged from the courtyard after dispelling the array, Ling Zhi was already sweating profusely from worry. As he was in a state of extreme anxiety, he suddenly saw Huang Long coming out of the courtyard. He was stunned at first, then overjoyed, and exclaimed, “Second young master, you’re finally out!” “Are you alright?” Huang Long smiled slightly. “Me? What could possibly be wrong with me?” Seeing that the six-year-old second young master didn’t seem to be in any trouble, Ling Zhi finally relaxed and let out a sigh of relief. It was good that he was fine. If something happened to this second young master, who was destined to become a super genius and a powerful figure in the Holy Land, right under his nose, he probably wouldn’t survive either. “Hey, second young master, what about the iron ore and medicinal materials?” Ling Zhi, now relieved, glanced at the empty ground in the courtyard and asked in confusion. Huang Long smiled slightly. “You’ll understand later.” Seeing this, Ling Zhi didn’t ask any further. After all, this second young master had always been mysterious in the eyes of everyone in the Huang family. Even the master and mistress rarely inquired about him, so it wasn’t his place as a minor guard to interfere. He had just asked out of curiosity, only to see a five-legged incense burner appear in a corner of the courtyard later on.
On the Hengyuan Continent, incense burners were usually placed in the rooms of nobles or the royal family for indoor aromatherapy. But why was one placed in the courtyard now? Feeling puzzled once again, he opened his mouth, but held back from speaking. At that moment, hurried footsteps were heard in the distance. The two looked over and saw Zhao Rong at the forefront of the group. Zhao Rong had originally asked her maid Huang Mei to call her son to the hall for an important matter, but unexpectedly, Huang Mei returned without finding him and reported that the second young master couldn’t enter the courtyard. Worried that something might have happened to her son, Zhao Rong rushed over with her entourage. Upon approaching Huang Long’s courtyard and seeing that her son was unharmed, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. “Long, in a few days, your grandfather will be celebrating his 80th birthday. You’ve never met him before, so I want to take you to see him. Besides, your grandfather has been longing to see you these past years.” After confirming that her son was safe, Zhao Rong explained why she had sent Huang Mei to call Huang Long. Only then did Huang Long understand why his mother wanted him to go—she wanted to take him to the Zhao family to celebrate his grandfather’s birthday. The Zhao family was a prominent clan in the Blizzard Empire and one of the most powerful families in the entire Hengyuan Continent. As for Zhao Yang, the former head of the Zhao family and Huang Long’s grandfather, Huang Long could imagine how grand the celebration would be—perhaps even the Emperor of the Blizzard Empire would send an envoy to offer his congratulations. Initially, Huang Long didn’t want to go. He had recently prepared some vitality pills and was focused on cultivating to improve his strength. But seeing his mother’s hopeful gaze, his heart softened, and he nodded, saying, “Okay, Mother.” Zhao Rong’s face lit up with a smile as she hugged her son and kissed him, saying, “I knew Long would be the most obedient.” This made Huang Long frown. When leaving Huang Long’s courtyard, Zhao Rong noticed a five-legged incense burner in a corner and wondered, “Long, why is that incense burner in the courtyard?” Huang Long didn’t know how to explain it, but fortunately, Zhao Rong didn’t press further. After she left, Huang Long raised his hands, and the Five Prison Divine Cauldron gradually shrank until it became the size of a ring. With a twist, it transformed into a ring shape and was worn on Huang Long’s left middle finger. If not looked at closely, it would seem like an ordinary ring.