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Chapter 415.

The hall fell into a deep silence after Qi Lian finished speaking. Only the sound of occasional sighs echoed in the quiet chamber.

Wang Feng pondered over Qi Lian's words.

If what he said is true, then it's certainly possible, Wang Feng thought. The Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer technique was renowned for its immense difficulty. Aside from Tang Hao and Tang San, very few disciples of the Clear Sky School had ever mastered it.

Its requirements are simply too demanding.

It was likely that, in a few hundred years, the technique might fade into obscurity.

But to forge items unparalleled in the world and to guard against the unthinkable... That ambition is immense.

If Qi Lian's claim was true, it would suggest that cultivating the 108 Refinement of Bronze Earth technique was even more challenging than mastering the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer.

Even now, the Qi Transformation Sect's once-inherited Bronze Earth Cauldron martial soul had evolved over time. The sect master himself no longer wielded an authentic Bronze Earth Cauldron but rather a Hundred Refined Cauldron. Yet, despite this degradation, the Qi Transformation Sect had managed to remain one of the Seven Great Sects, which meant it still possessed formidable strength.

"However," Qi Lian Mountain continued, "the 108 Refinements of the Bronze Earth that mirrors the disorder Splitting Wind Hammer Technique truly exist."

He shook his head and added, "Let's set that aside for now. Your Holiness, I've stated the conditions. Whether they can be fulfilled depends entirely on you."

Wang Feng remained silent, lost in thought. The conditions laid out by the Qi Transformation Sect were indeed troublesome.

The first condition was to retrieve a secret treasure. How long would it take to locate such a thing?

The second condition was even more complicated. Obtaining a piece of blood iron essence was one challenge, but refining it posed another. His Qiankun Cauldron could convert any heavenly materials or rare minerals into pure energy soul crystals. Without a specialized refining method, he couldn't fully control the cauldron's potential.

At that moment, Hu Liena, standing behind Wang Feng, seemed to have an idea. She leaned forward slightly and whispered, "Your Holiness, your martial soul is also a type of Cauldron. Could it be related to the Bronze Earth Cauldron of the Qi Transformation Sect?"

Qi Lian was momentarily stunned by the suggestion but quickly shook his head. "Lord Pontiff martial soul does not originate from our Qi Transformation Sect, nor does it have any direct connection to the Bronze Earth Cauldron."

However, a hint of curiosity glimmered in his eyes as he added, "That said, if I could see it with my own eyes, I might be able to assess the strength of your martial soul."

At this, Qi Lian couldn't help but display a proud smile. As the Sect Master of the Qi Transformation Sect, he was a foremost authority on cauldron-type martial souls.

"Of course," he continued confidently, "no cauldron-type martial soul could ever compare to our Bronze Earth Cauldron. After all, it was once a top-tier weapon martial soul, standing shoulder to shoulder with the Clear Sky Hammer!"

His confidence was palpable, and Wang Feng could only wonder where Qi Lian drew such unwavering faith.

"Is that so?" Wang Feng replied calmly. "Sect Master Qilian, let's strike a deal. If my martial soul proves stronger than the Bronze Earth Cauldron you so revere, will your Qi Transformation Sect pledge allegiance to the Spirit Hall?"

"If my martial soul fails to surpass your Bronze Earth Cauldron," Wang Feng continued, "I will take my leave immediately, and we will speak no more of submission."

QI Lian chuckled, a hint of amusement in his voice. "Your Holiness, I'm afraid you'll be the one leaving empty-handed."

The Bronze Earth Cauldron Martial Soul, though diminished in renown over time, was still a legend among weapon martial souls. As far as QI Lian was concerned, it was the pinnacle of cauldron martial souls, an equal to the Clear Sky Sect's Clear Sky Hammer.

How could there possibly be a martial soul stronger than the Bronze Earth Cauldron?

Just as Qi Lain was indulging in his thoughts, a scarlet light suddenly illuminated the room. Wang Feng raised his hand, and with a subtle motion, the Qiankun Cauldron materialized.

An ancient and enigmatic aura radiated from the cauldron, filling the air with its overwhelming presence. The countless runes etched onto its surface seemed to resonate with the very principles of heaven and earth, drawing the eyes of everyone present.

This was no ordinary cauldron—it commanded reverence.

Even a casual glance was enough to leave onlookers mesmerized.

This cauldron defied scrutiny. The intricate lines etched on the surface of the Qiankun Cauldron were mesmerizing. A single glance at the cauldron could leave one entranced, overwhelmed by the ancient and otherworldly aura it exuded. The longer one gazed, the deeper the spell it cast, pulling the observer into its profound mystique.

"This… What is this…?"

The moment the Qiankun Cauldron appeared, Qi Lian froze in place, his voice trembling. "This cauldron…"

The scarlet hue imparted by the hundred-thousand-year soul ring enveloping the Qiankun Cauldron added a layer of profound mystery to its already enigmatic presence.

"Qiankun Cauldron. Sect Master Qi, can you identify it?" Wang Feng's voice broke the silence.

The Qiankun Cauldron, forged from the Chaos Green Lotus, was a supreme treasure. Wang Feng was well aware that the people of the Douluo Continent might not recognize it for what it truly was. But Qi Lian, the self-proclaimed –expert on cauldron martial souls, could at least sense its power.

Yet, Qi Lian was utterly speechless. His eyes were fixated on the cauldron, wide and unblinking, as though he were witnessing something utterly unfathomable.

With a faint hum, Wang Feng infused his soul power into the Qiankun Cauldron. Slowly, the cauldron descended and solidified, landing with a resounding thud on the ground.

Boom!

At that precise moment, the cauldrons of every disciple in the Qi Transformation Sect trembled violently, their reverberations echoing in unison. It was as though they were acknowledging the presence of their supreme sovereign—a phenomenon that could only be described as from the legends.

"These patterns…"

QI Lian stepped forward, his hand trembling as he traced the intricate lines on the Qiankun Cauldron's surface.

"These patterns…" he repeated, his eyes shining with an almost fanatical light. It was the gaze of a connoisseur admiring a one-of-a-kind masterpiece, like a car enthusiast beholding a limited-edition supercar.

"And this body…"

The more Qi Lian examined the cauldron, the more overwhelmed he became. His initial composure gave way to sheer astonishment, and soon he was utterly lost for words.

Finally, he released his martial soul, the Hundred-Refined Cauldron. Its appearance resembled the bronze tripods cauldron Wang Feng had seen in his previous life—its surface coarse, with only a few rudimentary flame carvings.

In front of the majestic Qiankun Cauldron, the Hundred-Refined Cauldron looked woefully inferior. It was as if a second-rate star had been placed alongside a world-class celebrity.

The disparity was undeniable.

For a long moment, Qi Lian stood in stunned silence before finally letting out a bitter laugh.

"Your Holiness, this Qiankun Cauldron is a cauldron martial soul unlike anything I've ever encountered. Its aura alone surpasses that of my sect's Bronze Earth Cauldron by an unimaginable margin. It is truly unfathomable. While I lack the ability to accurately assess its full power, the moment the Qiankun Cauldron appeared, it resonated with every cauldron in our sect. That alone speaks volumes… It is undeniable proof."

The Song of Ten Thousand Cauldrons.

Hearing this, Hu Liena and the others couldn't help but smile with pride.

Yet, despite his awe, Qi Lian hesitated.

"But…"

"You're still thinking about the conditions, aren't you?" Wang Feng interrupted, his tone calm yet resolute. "I may not know the details of the secret treasure your sect has lost, but my cauldron is capable of refinement. Give me the Thousand-Year Blood Iron, and I will attempt it."

Qi Lian nodded, finally setting aside his reservations. Seeing the Qiankun Cauldron had left him with no argument against submission. The cauldron's aura was simply too grand, too ancient. For someone like him, who prided himself on his mastery of cauldron martial souls, it was a one of a kind revelation.

Among all the cauldron martial souls across the continent, he believed he had seen and understood them all. Yet, the Qiankun Cauldron defied comprehension.

The runes adorning its surface seemed alive, flowing as if embodying the ever-changing principles of the universe itself.

After a pause, Qi Lian finally spoke. "In truth, the lost secret treasure –of our sect is a dagger. It was crafted and modified by one of our ancestors and is renowned for its unparalleled sharpness. Unfortunately, it was left outside the sect more than a decade ago. Recovering it will be no small task."

He turned and instructed one of his disciples to retrieve a piece of Thousand-Year Blood Iron.

"However, Your Holiness," Qi Lian continued, "while your cauldron is undeniably extraordinary, refining materials with it requires the specialized techniques of our Qi Transformation Sect. Without them, I fear you won't succeed."

The Clear Sky Sect forged weapons with their unparalleled hammer techniques.

Similarly, the Qi Transformation Sect's art lay in their unique spiritual power methods, used to forge rare materials and transform them into masterpieces.

The 108 Refinement of the Bronze Earth technique was their sect's most treasured art, as renowned as the Disorder Splitting Wind HammerTechnique. It was not only a method for forging but also a powerful technique for combat.

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