This Edward King is of the same nature, of course, this Edward King magical ability can't compare to that acquired pouch, but as long as it is cultivated properly, it is also a rare treasure. In the future, it might even be able to compete with Maitreya's acquired pouch—but that's a story for another time.

Now, as for Henry Clark, because he took a shortcut to transform, after his transformation, all his demonic energy was dispersed, leaving only the most basic amount for his use. Naturally, he had no extra strength to refine his own life-bound magical treasure.

At this moment, seeing that this Edward King was not burned by the Leaving Fire, but instead absorbed all of it, its originally pitch-black feathers now seemed coated with a layer of red, radiating an intense heat. Even if Henry Clark was not very perceptive, he could tell this was a fine treasure. Unfortunately, now was not the time to collect it, nor did he have the ability to do so.

Right now, the only thing Henry Clark could do was to recover his demonic power as quickly as possible, strengthen himself, and only then could he think about what comes next.

So, Henry Clark did not leave. Using the soul-searching technique, he captured the remnant soul of William King, extracted his memories, and after carefully examining them, couldn't help but sigh at how lucky this dead crow was—almost a match for himself.

Why say this? There’s a reason, and it all starts three hundred years ago.

Three hundred years ago, this William King was just an ordinary crow, not even possessing intelligence. On a day of thunder and lightning, the crow flew deep into the forest to take shelter from the rain, and by chance ended up deep within Tianyin Mountain, touching the restriction set by Thomas Reed in ancient times. Whether it was because the heavens were dozing off or intentionally helping, this lucky crow, by borrowing the power of thunder and fire, gained a bit of spiritual energy. This energy wasn’t even enough to be called demonic energy, but it happened to match the restriction of the Thomas Reed formation surrounding the Xian Kong Cave, allowing it to enter. With that tiny bit of spiritual energy, it managed to get through the next layer of the formation—the very space where Henry Clark now found himself.

After passing through two formations, the crow naturally absorbed some spiritual energy and gained intelligence. In this space, it absorbed some of the lingering memory fragments left by Thomas Reed, and by instinct, ate the spiritual pills from the jade gourd. After three hundred years, it cultivated itself into a powerful demon.

Although this William King gained intelligence and could understand the content of the Leaving Fire Profound Art and knew how to cultivate, his intellect was not high. He mostly acted on instinct. Over these three hundred years, he improved a bit, but his intelligence was at best equivalent to an eleven- or twelve-year-old child. Not long ago, after finally succeeding in transforming, he couldn’t wait to go out and cause trouble.

Whether it was his luck or misfortune, he ran into Henry Clark.

As for the jade gourd and the spiritual pills inside, they were left by Thomas Reed specifically for his successor.

You should know that the ancient great shamans cultivated the path of physical sanctification and didn’t have many magical treasures. For example, Thomas Reed’s most valuable possession was this jade gourd, though he didn’t think much of it. The gourd had only one function: it possessed an infinitely large space, making it a super-sized storage container.

After being refined, the inside of the jade gourd became limitless, able to hold anything. According to the information from Thomas Reed’s memory fragments, even the stars of the primordial wilderness could easily fit inside.

But that was its only function. Unlike other magical treasures that could trap and refine people inside, turning them into liquid in a short time, it had no such ability.

For Thomas Reed, its greatest use was to store wine.

In his final moments, Thomas Reed gave it a new mission: to store pills.

In fact, now, apart from the seven pills inside, there was nothing else in the gourd. These seven pills were specially refined by Thomas Reed for his successor, meant to help them cultivate the Leaving Fire Profound Art.

The pills were made from Thomas Reed’s blood and spiritual herbs from the primordial wilderness, containing a portion of the fire god’s power. Although Thomas Reed was not a master alchemist, he could still control the efficacy of the pills he made. He refined a total of nine of these pills; William King ate two, and the remaining seven were all stored in the jade gourd.

After obtaining these pills, Henry Clark was overjoyed—this was exactly what he needed right now. Without hesitation, he took one and put it in his mouth.

The pill melted instantly, and soon, a surge of heat rose from Henry Clark’s dantian.

Henry Clark knew that was the effect of Thomas Reed’s blood. Following the cultivation method for the Leaving Fire Profound Art obtained from William King’s remnant soul, he activated the art and slowly absorbed the heat.

Cultivation is a matter where time is easily forgotten. When Henry Clark opened his eyes again, unknowingly, a month had already passed.

Chapter 10: Xian Kong Cave—A Glimpse of Fate (VI)

Rising from the stone bed, Henry Clark felt an incomparable lightness throughout his body. Perhaps his Leaving Fire Profound Art had not yet reached minor completion, but to conjure a flame or two was now a natural thing.