Yan Luo looked at the young man’s earnest gaze, her cheeks burning and turning a deep crimson.
She lowered her head, not daring to meet Chen Yuyang’s serious eyes again.
A token of love…
Indeed, giving away such a precious item as a gift was clearly unreasonable.
The only possibility was that it was a token of love.
Of course, Chen Yuyang had no idea what was going through the girl’s head.
If he did, he would have certainly explained himself.
To him, the relationship he mentioned was merely this pseudo-master and disciple bond.
As a temporary master, he felt it was perfectly reasonable to give his disciple something to assist her cultivation.
Moreover, the item originally belonged to the Yan family; he was simply doing them a favor with their own property.
“There is no time like the present. I will help you refine this item now,” Chen Yuyang said directly, without a second thought.
The Myriad Fire Casket had already developed a sentience.
Yan Dangmo had surely possessed it for more than just one or two days, yet it remained unowned, meaning even he had failed to refine it successfully.
Given Yan Luo’s current cultivation level, she would not only find it difficult to refine, but she might even be injured by the backlash of the flames within the casket.
Therefore, Chen Yuyang intended to assist her from the side, using his Primal Fire of Beginning to secretly suppress the sentience within the Myriad Fire Casket.
Additionally, he figured that once Yan Luo refined the casket, her fire control and strength would improve by leaps and bounds.
That way, he could finish his teaching duties faster and leave this place to return to the Hehuan Sect.
“Right now?”
The flush on Yan Luo’s face had not yet faded, and she was caught off guard by his words.
Chen Yuyang nodded firmly and pointed to the ground.
“Yes, right now. I will protect you.”
Yan Luo nodded softly.
Although her emotions had not fully settled and she didn’t know why Chen Yuyang was in such a hurry for her to refine the Myriad Fire Casket, since he said so…
She obediently sat cross-legged, forming a hand seal and resting her hands on her knees.
Chen Yuyang sat down across from her, facing her directly.
“Cover it with your spiritual sense and try to communicate with it. If it responds, it will naturally acknowledge you as its master. If it doesn’t, we will have to use more forceful methods,” Chen Yuyang reminded her softly.
Yan Luo nodded again, took a deep breath, and closed her eyes.
Following his instructions, she carefully released her spiritual sense and wrapped it around the Myriad Fire Casket sitting before her.
However, the moment her spiritual sense touched it, the casket immediately began to resist violently.
A scorching, wild heat wave erupted from within, slamming into the girl’s body.
Her brow furrowed instantly, and her face turned pale.
The physical heat was manageable, but within the area covered by her spiritual sense, the casket’s sentience was like a raging beast, thrashing around in fierce rebellion.
Yan Luo was at a loss, her nerves tightening instinctively, but she didn’t know how to make it submit or tame it.
Just as she was beginning to feel her spiritual sense would be shattered, a pair of hands gently reached out.
One hand pressed lightly onto the Myriad Fire Casket, while the other took hold of her small, delicate left hand.
At the same time, a warm, incredibly comfortable aura began to emanate from Chen Yuyang’s palm.
Without speaking, his spiritual sense unfolded silently, enveloping both the Myriad Fire Casket and Yan Luo’s consciousness.
Deep within his body, he began to stir a wisp of the Primal Fire of Beginning.
The Primal Fire was not intense; it was formless and colorless.
Chen Yuyang kept it restrained, so no spiritual fluctuations or heat could be felt.
But the Primal Fire of Beginning was the source of all flames, the first wisp of fire born at the dawn of creation, the flame that drove the evolution of heavenly laws and the flow of all things.
Though an ordinary person couldn’t perceive its aura, the moment it appeared, the Myriad Fire Casket immediately became docile.
It was a feeling of instinctive submission.
However, while the casket stopped its violent resistance, the surface of the jade box still radiated intense heat, silently expressing its defiance.
Chen Yuyang could clearly sense the casket’s current mood.
He knew that for an object with its own sentience, using force was a secondary option.
While forced refinement could make it work, it would only be a tool.
To make a sentient treasure display its true potential, one needed to be in sync with it — or at least, make it submit willingly.
With that in mind, Chen Yuyang sent a thought through his spiritual sense.
‘If you are willing to obey sincerely and acknowledge her as your master, I will bestow upon you a wisp of the source of Chaos Spirit Fire. With this source, you can advance to a Grade 9 Immortal Tool much sooner!’
Sensing his intent, the casket’s consciousness fluctuated rapidly.
The message it sent back was that it didn’t want the Chaos Spirit Fire; it would rather submit to Chen Yuyang instead.
However, Chen Yuyang refused immediately and followed up with a threat.
‘Either agree to my terms, or I will forcibly refine you, and you will get nothing.’
The casket’s consciousness shuddered.
It could feel the aura of the Primal Fire on him and knew that if he used that flame, he could easily refine it.
By then, just as he said, it would gain nothing and still be driven by another’s will.
After a moment of silence and a bit of weighing the options, the Myriad Fire Casket finally withdrew all its resistance.
It began to harmonize with Yan Luo’s spiritual sense, even going as far as to release a friendly aura, guiding her consciousness deep into its interior.
Yan Luo, who had been struggling, suddenly felt the resistance vanish, replaced by a smooth, gentle flow.
Relaxing slightly, she quickly steered her spiritual sense along that guidance, slowly merging into the casket to begin the refinement process.
The girl’s face was a mask of intense focus.
Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and beads of sweat stood out on her forehead and cheeks.
Beside her, Chen Yuyang maintained contact with both parties.
Although he felt the casket was no longer resisting her, he continued to use the aura of the Primal Fire to keep it suppressed.
After all, if the casket suddenly changed its mind and lashed out, things would get complicated.
In the shadows, Yan Dangmo watched everything clearly.
He was incredibly surprised.
He was surprised by two things.
First, that this boy would give the Myriad Fire Casket directly to Yan Luo.
Did he not know that it was a relic left by a half-step True Immortal?
If he kept it for himself, it would be of immense benefit for both combat and cultivation.
No, he definitely knew.
The boy was capable and knew his treasures; that much was obvious from the way he picked the casket out from that pile of items instantly.
Yet, he still gave it to Yan Luo.
‘Is it because the girl’s place in his heart is quite high?’
Yan Dangmo thought, his satisfaction with Chen Yuyang growing even more.
In fact, he had been seriously considering that if the boy was willing to join the Yan family, giving him the Myriad Fire Casket wouldn’t be out of the question.
However, when he saw Yan Luo sit down to refine it on the spot, his heart sank.
He wasn’t optimistic.
He knew the casket’s temper all too well; it was wild and untameable.
He had spent an enormous amount of effort in the past and still failed to subdue it, so how could a girl like Yan Luo manage?
Yan Dangmo was already secretly prepared to intervene.
It was one thing for the casket to acknowledge Chen Yuyang, but whether it would accept Yan Luo was a different story.
If the casket lashed out, he would have to reveal himself to protect her.
But once Chen Yuyang intervened and the casket turned docile — even actively cooperating with her — the shock on Yan Dangmo’s face was beyond description.
He felt he had been surprised enough for one day, yet he couldn’t help it.
This boy provided too many surprises and miracles.
Previously, Yan Dangmo had thought about letting Yan Luo try, but the idea had only flashed through his mind since he couldn’t even refine it himself.
He never expected this boy could actually help her tame the object.
Realizing that Yan Luo might truly master the Myriad Fire Casket, a look of wild joy appeared in Yan Dangmo’s eyes.
If she succeeded, it would be a monumental event for the entire Yan family.
Moreover, with this casket, her status within the family would become unshakable.
Incredible!
Simply incredible!
‘Just how many secrets is this boy hiding?’
Yan Dangmo was secretly stunned, and the heat in his eyes as he looked at Chen Yuyang was now completely undisguised.
‘I must have this boy at all costs!’
‘Luo, you have to work hard. Win his heart soon and keep him in our Yan family for good. Otherwise, if this precious boy goes out, someone else might snatch him away in the blink of an eye.’
Time passed.
Yan Luo’s refinement had entered a critical stage.
Her spiritual sense was now seeping into the core of the Myriad Fire Casket bit by bit.
The sweat on her forehead grew thicker, and her cheeks turned pale from the consumption of spiritual energy, but her spirit became increasingly excited.
Feeling this, Chen Yuyang nodded slightly.
He then began to fulfill his promise, quietly channeling a wisp of the Chaos Spirit Fire he had manifested into the casket.
The Myriad Fire Casket reacted as if it had found a supreme treasure.
The surface of the jade box glowed with spiritual light, pulsing with excitement.
The casket was a treasure designed to house various powerful flames.
The more types and the stronger the flames within, the higher the casket’s grade would be.
This wisp of Chaos Spirit Fire was the key that could help it reach the level of a Grade 9 Immortal Tool.
Of course, it was more envious of Chen Yuyang’s Primal Fire.
But it didn’t dare ask for it.
The reason was simple — it couldn’t control it, nor could it withstand it.
A moment later, as the spiritual connection became crystal clear, Yan Luo snapped her eyes open.
A sharp light flickered in her gaze.
“I did it, Yuyang! I did it!”