Xiao Fei's spatial artifact contained the corpses of two demonic dragons, one of which had reached the Void Refining realm.
He had long intended to refine it into a set of bow and arrow magical treasures, but he hadn't started due to a lack of complete materials.
During this period, he had traveled extensively and, through his interactions with various major powers, acquired a considerable amount of high-quality materials.
The Void Refining demonic dragon, upon its death, left behind a corpse over a hundred zhang long. A single tooth was about the same size as Xiao Fei, its dragon whip was thicker than a water bucket, and a dragon scale was three feet wide.
Xiao Fei took the skeleton of the hundred-zhang-long dragon and placed it over a flame for refinement, continuously inscribing various treasure-refining incantations.
Under his refinement, the dragon skeleton gradually shrank and diminished in size…
Three months later, Xiao Fei held a delicate demonic dragon skeleton, about a zhang in length.
The bones of a Void Refining demonic dragon were already extremely tough. After his refinement, their texture became even denser and more resilient.
Xiao Fei struck it three times with an ordinary magical treasure flying sword. The dragon bone remained undamaged, but the flying sword broke.
After successfully refining the dragon bone, the next step was to shape it into a bow and arrows and carve formations and runes onto it.
Another six months passed, and Xiao Fei finally held a finished bone bow.
The bow felt heavy in his hand. The entire structure resembled the shape of a bone dragon, and the bowstring was made from the sinews of the demonic dragon.
Xiao Fei held the bow in his left hand and slowly drew the bowstring with his right. The surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth rapidly converged towards the bone bow.
Gradually, the bone bow was drawn into a full moon shape, and an arrow formed from concentrated spiritual energy appeared on the bowstring.
The arrowhead pointed forward, carrying an immense pressure that caused the flying fish observing from afar to dive to the bottom of the lake.
Xiao Fei did not release the spiritual energy arrow. Instead, he slowly let go, and the spiritual energy dissipated, returning to its original state.
His spatial artifact was filled with the flowers and plants he had cultivated, and it would be too regrettable to damage them.
After testing the dragon bone bow, Xiao Fei tossed it aside.
He still had the corpse of a Nascent Soul realm demonic dragon, which he intended to refine into an arrow.
The Nascent Soul demonic dragon was smaller in size, but it was still dozens of zhang long. Refining its entire body into a small arrow was no easy feat.
Half a year later, Xiao Fei appeared alone on a remote island in the West Sea.
At this moment, he held a black arrow, its surface covered with black markings resembling dragon scales.
There were also white patterns along the shaft, extending to the arrowhead, forming a white tip.
This arrow was refined from the entire body of a Nascent Soul demonic dragon. For the arrowhead, he used a piece of Tai Bai Jin Jing, about the size of his finger.
The arrowhead, forged with Tai Bai Jin Jing, gleamed with a sharp aura that made one's eyes ache just by looking at it.
Xiao Fei took out the white bone bow, placed the arrow on the bowstring, and slowly drew the bowstring towards a distant small island.
As he drew the bowstring with all his might, the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged towards him, and the chaotic spiritual energy caused his robes to flap wildly.
As the spiritual energy converged, the arrow on the bowstring gradually transformed into a black demonic dragon, which lunged towards the small island ahead with bared fangs and claws.
"Boom!"
A deafening roar erupted, and a large cloud of dust and water mist rose from the sea surface.
When the smoke and mist dissipated, the small island, which had a diameter of two li, had vanished without a trace.
The power of a single arrow was terrifyingly immense!
Xiao Fei beckoned towards the sea, and a black dragon flew towards him, landing in his hand and transforming back into an arrow.
After storing the arrow and the bow, he turned to leave the area.
The immense disturbance caused by his arrow had already alerted the surrounding cultivators, who were now rushing towards the location.
He was quite weary of the cultivators' penchant for gathering at the scene of any commotion.
Even for the slightest matter, these cultivators would rush over to observe, hoping to gain some advantage.
In reality, most of the time, they wouldn't even get a whiff of anything beneficial.
After Xiao Fei's departure, other cultivators arrived at the scene one after another, sighing and lamenting at the ruins of the small island.
"Surely some rare treasure has appeared, but alas, I am too late!"
"A thousand years ago, I planted a rare spiritual herb here. Who dares…"
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Xiao Fei, now riding his flying fish, had already traveled a thousand li away from his original location.
At this moment, the sea surface ahead of him suddenly churned with waves, and a large fish leaped out of the surf. With a flash of light, it transformed into an old man with a fish head and a human body.
"Fellow Daoist Xiao, please wait!"
"Oh? May I ask what business you have with me?"
Xiao Fei looked at the large fish with some confusion.
Although there were no intense conflicts between humans and demons, both sides were quite covetous of each other.
The flesh of most demonic beasts was delicious and rich in spiritual energy, greatly aiding in cultivation. It could be said that they were treasures from head to toe.
Similarly, demons held the same view.
Therefore, if they were not familiar with each other, they generally avoided meeting privately.
However, in public, neither side would openly antagonize the other, and they maintained a friendly demeanor.
Many high-ranking cultivators from both sides had dealings with each other, forming deep friendships, and even becoming Dao companions on occasion.
The fish-headed elder, sensing Xiao Fei's gaze, inadvertently took a few steps back.
"I am here on behalf of the Golden Peng clan, and we wish to invite you to visit us!"
As the elder spoke, he sent a pure gold invitation card to Xiao Fei using his magic power.
Seeing Xiao Fei reach out and accept it, the elder transformed back into a large fish and plunged into the sea.
The pure gold invitation card was a foot square and weighed over twenty catties. It was embossed with several lines of large characters, and a large bird pattern was inscribed at the bottom as the signature.
Twenty years prior, the Golden Peng clan had invited Xiao Fei to visit their clan, but Xiao Fei had been in seclusion at the time and had not responded to anyone.
Upon emerging from his seclusion, he had already established contact with various major human forces in the West Sea, but he had not yet visited the Golden Peng clan.
Now that the Golden Peng clan had extended an invitation, Xiao Fei decided to make the trip.
He presumed that the esteemed Golden Peng clan would not be so desperate as to covet his meager flesh.
The East Sea also had a large number of demonic beasts. He wondered what attitude the West Sea demons held towards their kin.
There was no longer anything to gain from the human side, and he needed to probe the demons' intentions, as he was not yet satisfied.
However, before setting off, Xiao Fei made sure to create a stir, letting everyone know that he was going to the Golden Peng clan.
This would make the Golden Peng clan hesitant to act rashly.
Thus, for a period of time, while chatting with familiar human cultivators in Thousand Crane City, he would mention his upcoming visit to the Golden Peng clan.
He was now considered a celebrity of sorts, and news related to him always attracted attention, quickly spreading to the public.