Lin Fang looked at the two little monsters, feeling very moved. Following him meant giving up a stable life, drifting from place to place, and possibly going from one meal uncertain of the next.

By staying, the two little demons could live comfortably under the deterrence of the two Demon Kings, but still the two monsters chose to follow him without hesitation.

However, this was also their fate, for soon a monkey with the attribute of the Doom Star was to come to Pingding Mountain, and most of the little monsters that stayed would not escape death. In Lin Fang’s memory, these two little monsters were killed by the monkey’s iron rod.

Lin Fang revealed a brilliant smile and said, "Let’s go, we’re going to pick up Little Fox!"

The three of them headed towards Yalong Cave, and as they were nearing Wushu Forest, they saw Little Fox waiting there.

"Big Brother Lin!" Little Fox waved his arms excitedly, and upon seeing this, Lin Fang also showed a joyful smile on his face.

"Did you speak properly with your grandma?" Lin Fang asked softly as he patted Little Fox’s head.

Little Fox nodded, but his face was somewhat sad as he said, "Grandma still didn’t believe me, but she agreed to go out and hide when the time comes."

Lin Fang comforted him softly, "Don’t worry, as long as your grandma is willing to listen, she will definitely be fine."

He chose not to visit Old Fox in Yalong Cave but instead led the three little monsters northward, for this time he was going to craft his own Magical Treasure.

The group crossed mountains and rivers and finally caught sight of a volcano. Lin Fang’s eyes lit up as he pointed to the still-erupting volcano: "That’s the place."

Upon seeing this, the faces of the three little monsters instantly turned pale. Even without getting close to the volcano, they could feel the scorching heat; if they got too near, they wondered if they would even survive.

Seeing this, a smile appeared on Lin Fang’s face as he said, "Don’t worry, just wait for me here in this cool place."

After settling the three little monsters, Lin Fang flew to the top of the volcano. The raging magma emitted an extremely intense heat, and flames periodically surged into the sky.

Lin Fang nodded in satisfaction. The flame for Treasure Refining was crucial. Precious materials are often very strong and ordinary flames simply cannot melt them.

Although Lin Fang possessed the Heart Fire Technique, its flame was not enduring enough; suitable for combat, but not so for Artifact Refining.

Now, this Earth Fire was just right. Besides, this place was sparsely populated, so any disturbance caused by Treasure Refining wouldn’t lead to panic, making it the most ideal location.

Having made up his mind, Lin Fang sat cross-legged at the top of the volcano to prepare himself for the best state to refine his Treasure.

When the moon climbed above the treetops, Lin Fang finally opened his eyes. His entire body surged with Mana, a brilliant light shooting straight out from his eyes. Lin Fang’s condition was at its peak.

Looking at the moon in the sky, Lin Fang murmured to himself, "The time has come!"

He took out the materials he had collected and flung them powerfully into the air. The materials flew up, and Lin Fang recited incantations. A torrential flame shot out from the volcano, instantly enveloping the materials.

However, since these materials were extraordinary, they did not melt despite a long time passing. Lin Fang was not in a hurry, concentrating fully on controlling the flames. With experience in stoking fires during alchemy, his mastery over flames far surpassed that of ordinary people. The raging fire under his command became as docile as a sheep.

Continuous bursts of blazing flames sprang from the volcano, replenishing the sky’s consumption of fire, and those materials gradually began to melt, albeit very slowly.

Seeing this, Lin Fang took out a Banana Fan and waved it vigorously, whipping up a gust of wind that caused the flames to surge as he returned to his old trade.

This fan was no ordinary item either; it was his replica of The Great Golden Horned King’s Banana Fan. Although it lacked the Elderly Lord’s original’s power to spontaneously generate divine fire, it was exceptionally good for stoking flames.

As Lin Fang wielded the fan, the flames grew larger, and the scorching breath swept across all directions, forcing surrounding animals to struggle and begin to keep their distance. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Little Fox used her hand as a shade and gazed from afar toward Lin Fang’s location, a hint of worry flashing across her face, wondering if Big Brother Lin could withstand such a scorching environment.

"Young master, just rest assured, what kind of person is our boss? Flames like these couldn’t possibly harm him," Bashan Tiger, standing beside her, was brimming with confidence in Lin Fang.

"I just hate that my own strength is so meager; I can’t be of any help to Big Brother Lin and end up dragging him down everywhere," Little Fox said, somewhat dispirited.

She was originally just a Little Monster who had never seen the vastness of heaven and earth; her concept of the strongest beings was limited to those nameless Demon Kings in the mountains. Thus, she lived in oblivion until she followed Lin Fang through thousands of mountains and rivers and saw numerous formidable Demon Kings, coming to understand the vastness of this world.

It was at this moment that she realized her own weakness; perhaps in the eyes of those legendary immortals, she was indeed just like an ant, whereas Big Brother Lin held the promise of becoming like them.

"Young master, don’t be disheartened. Don’t we still have each other? Let’s grow stronger together, and later we’ll be able to help the boss. I will become a powerful Demon King myself so that everyone will look up to me," Bashan Tiger said excitedly, seemingly able to envision his powerful future self.

"Then we’ll see who dares to call me a cat; I’ll knock their teeth out so they’ll have to search the ground to find them."

"Stop daydreaming. No matter how much you practice, you’re still a cat and not a tiger," Yi Hailong interjected, sparing no mercy in his retort.

"Shut up, what do you know? Didn’t the boss say that without dreams, we’re no different from salted fish? But, by the way, what is salted fish? It sounds quite tasty."

Watching Bashan Tiger and Yi Hailong bicker, Little Fox felt much better. She thought Bashan Tiger was right; she must diligently practice cultivation and not hold Big Brother Lin back.

Gazing at the bright moonlight overhead, Little Fox stopped worrying about the quarreling Bashan Tiger and Yi Hailong and sat down to start her practice of cultivation, looking up at the bright moon and continuously absorbing its radiance.

This was a secret technique of the Fox Clan, which allowed one to gain greater mana by worshiping the moon.

Seeing Little Fox seriously engaged in cultivation, Yi Hailong and Bashan Tiger also ceased their horseplay and entered into cultivation as well. Although still weak, the hope to grow stronger had been planted in their hearts by Lin Fang.

The forest became eerily quiet except for the occasional sounds of flames echoing between the mountains.

Ticking by were forty-nine days; Lin Fang’s materials above his head, after constant smelting, finally melted completely, turning into a radiant mass of liquid.

A look of joy crossed Lin Fang’s face as he saw the materials completely melted, thinking to himself that he was finally reaching the most crucial step.