Ye Wen offered no explanation for his cryptic words, primarily because he had no immediate intention of explaining them!

How could he possibly tell his junior sister that after waking up these past few days, he had attempted another summoning, only to receive a blueprint for Saint Cloth armor?

Since Ye Wen had been asleep for over half a year, the ring was long overdue for another summoning, and this time, Ye Wen still hadn't summoned with his full power.

What he needed now were not cultivation methods, but rather powerful artifacts, elixirs, and formation diagrams that could truly help the Shushan Sect flourish and grow strong!

The ring was capable of summoning all these things, and based on the amount of Zhenqi Ye Wen input, the resulting blueprints and prescriptions were perfectly suited for the Shushan Sect's current needs.

This time, Ye Wen used slightly more Zhenqi than before; he wanted to see if he could summon a slightly better artifact, something Zheng Ying and the others could continue practicing with, gradually honing their skills into true craftsmanship.

Although Zheng Ying’s current proficiency in forging and manufacturing was already quite good, and he spent his days with the elder Cui Jun pondering how to transform certain industrial products into artifacts suitable for the Immortal Realm, those things couldn't be researched overnight. They couldn't be relied upon to boost Shushan's strength immediately. Therefore, relying on more mature "techniques" was the most dependable choice.

That low-quality Fan Tian Yin in the shape of Mahjong tiles was just a small trial. This time, Ye Wen hoped to obtain a slightly better artifact for Zheng Ying to practice on, after which they could attempt to forge that knock-off version of the Zina Sword. Perhaps this leap was too large, but Ye Wen wasn't asking Zheng Ying to forge the counterfeit Zina Sword perfectly right away; even if the first attempt resulted in a failure, it didn't matter. After all, with a wealthy patron footing the bill for Shushan, Zheng Ying was free to continue his 'destructive' experimentation.

He never expected that this time, the summoning would yield such a blueprint.

The Bronze Saint Cloth design for the constellation Cygnus!

The long title and the meaning conveyed by this outcome left Ye Wen stunned for a long time!

"Although I know you’ve always been unreliable, this time is just too absurd, isn't it?"

If anyone had entered at that moment, they would have found their revered Ancestor Master incessantly complaining to his own finger. Any observer witnessing this scene would instantly react: Trouble! Something major has happened; the Ancestor Master has gone mad!

Fortunately, Ye Wen had been extremely careful during the summoning. Not only were the room's four walls sealed to prevent anyone from seeing, but he had also meticulously ensured no one was passing nearby before proceeding, all to protect the secret of his ring.

But even if no one had witnessed his current state, it brought him no joy! After all, what he had summoned this time felt utterly nonsensical. He would have thought a design for a Gundam more plausible than this!

"We can't possibly outfit every single member of the Shushan Sect with a Saint Cloth, can we?"

His Shushan Sect wasn't a Saint Seiya training base, responsible for distributing Saint Cloths alongside cultivation instruction? Although Saint Cloths were perfectly suited for the combat-focused Shushan Sect, the problem was that they were specifically designed to harmonize with the power known as Cosmo.

After reading the various introductions to Cosmo cultivation, Ye Wen understood that beyond providing armor and protection, a Saint Cloth had a crucial secondary function: helping the wearer withstand a stronger Cosmo.

This was why an expert using Cosmo showed a difference of almost two full tiers in their bursts when wearing a Saint Cloth versus not wearing one.

The power of Cosmo placed immense demands on the human body. If one accidentally pushed their Cosmo too far, their body would completely collapse, and they would dissipate into atoms. However, once clothed in a Saint Cloth, it would shoulder a significant portion of that burden, allowing the user to boldly unleash their Cosmo without fear of bodily disintegration.

To put it simply: Cosmo was like a firearm with extreme recoil that inflicted damage upon the user; the Saint Cloth was protective gear, a tool to prevent the powerful recoil from harming the user, enabling them to wield the firearm more effectively.

The user, the Saint Cloth, and the Cosmo were interdependent entities. Cosmo displayed its might through the user; the user relied on the Saint Cloth to better harness the Cosmo; and the Saint Cloth existed because of the power of Cosmo.

Therefore, without utilizing Cosmo, a Saint Cloth was merely a very ordinary suit of armor. The Heavenly Court possessed many such items, and even better alternatives, such as palm-sized heart guards that could project formidable defensive barriers—items far superior to a Saint Cloth in protection and significantly less cumbersome.

Consequently, Saint Cloths were fundamentally unsuitable for the majority of Shushan disciples—and the only two individuals practicing the Cosmo power weren't even human; their physical size made it questionable whether they could even wear one.

Ye Wen slowly unfolded the blueprint before him, studied its contents with a wry smile, and could only sigh again: "Alas, even if you were to give me a Saint Cloth blueprint, you could have at least provided a Gold Saint Cloth. Even if it couldn't be worn, setting it aside as a piece of art would be nice; at least the glittering gold would be pleasing to the eye. What good is a Bronze Saint Cloth of Cygnus? It’s a sickly green, completely unattractive!"

Furthermore, Ye Wen noticed that the Saint Cloth required Star Sand for manufacturing, a material that didn't seem to be produced in large quantities in the Eastern Immortal Continent. The scarce amounts of Star Sand that did exist were highly treasured by cultivators and absolutely could not be handed over in bulk to craft something of such limited utility.

Even among the vast array of refining materials provided by the Heavenly Court this time, there wasn't even a fingernail's worth of Star Sand. He inquired with Cui Jun about where Star Sand was abundant, and the answer he received surprised him.

"It is rumored that Mount Olympus, where the Olympian Gods reside, and the Aegean Sea coast beneath their territory produce Star Sand in great quantities. However, you know the relationship between the Heavenly Court and the Olympian Gods. Thus, even though Eastern cultivators feel such a good material is being wasted there, they have no way to procure large amounts of Star Sand from the Olympians!"

Hearing this answer, Ye Wen was quite taken aback; he hadn't realized this material was an Olympean specialty. Perhaps he could acquire some during his upcoming journey?

It was precisely because of this situation that when Ning Ruxue asked, "Could we possibly get two Saint Cloths?" Ye Wen replied, "It's not entirely impossible!"

Since he was already heading to Mount Olympus, taking some good materials along the way seemed perfectly natural! Considering Garfield’s size, he probably wouldn't need much, but the design of Cygnus was a bit ugly. Perhaps he could ask Zheng Ying to modify it?

At this moment, Ye Wen was unaware that the appearance of a Saint Cloth could not be arbitrarily altered. However, the Saint Cloth would automatically adjust its size to perfectly fit the wearer's physique. Still, there was no precedent for an animal wearing one; nobody knew if it would even work.

After resting for the night, Ye Wen rose early the next morning. Even while Hua Yi was still stubbornly refusing to budge from the warm covers, Ye Wen was fully dressed and emerging from his room.

He didn't encounter many disciples along the way; the hour was simply too early. However, Ye Wen unexpectedly spotted one who was awake early.

Little White Bear was diligently carrying large boulders in circles on the open ground of the back mountain. Little Cat Garfield sat to the side, occasionally licking a paw while watching his companion inch forward step by step, tongue hanging out like a dying dog.

Ye Wen chose not to disturb these two "Divine Beasts" diligently cultivating but quietly walked past them, heading toward the sheer cliff edge of the back mountain.

The precipice that had once caused Ye Wen considerable distress and even required him to use the vines clinging to the cliff face for climbing now felt no different than a single step. No one could even discern Ye Wen moving his leg; one second he was standing there, and the next, he was already atop the cliff.

Standing on the cliff face, Ye Wen did not immediately proceed toward the entrance of the Grand Valley but paused, reflecting on the sensation he had just experienced.

"This feeling is as if I tore through space and forcibly connected the area below with the spot where I stand now."

He was certain that in that instant, he had merely thought of going "up," but he hadn't performed the action of leaping or even exerted upward force. According to previous understanding, even with extreme speed, others could discern the manner of movement; the required actions and expenditure of force would still be present.

Take this cliff, for instance. No matter how high his cultivation, to ascend, he still needed to activate the Ti Yun Zong lightness skill, gather power in his feet, and leap upward. At most, the speed would be so extreme that observers couldn't see the process—but the movements would still happen.

But this time was different. He simply willed himself to stand there, took a light step forward, and found himself there! As if the two locations were only a single step apart.

"Is this the marvel of the Profound Universe?"

The Profound Universe, besides claiming to encompass everything in the cosmos, also held mastery over spatial power! This ability, dubbed the ultimate trump card, the domain only gods could tread, and the protagonist's exclusive trait in countless online novels, truly possessed an almost monstrous nature.

Setting aside everything else, this ability, almost indistinguishable from teleportation, made Ye Wen ecstatic. However, he was certain that this method of traversing space could not cover extremely long distances; it was limited to a certain range.

"Or perhaps it lacks a method for precise targeting?"

He could ascend here because he could see this location. Could he reach places he couldn't see? Ye Wen desperately wanted to try. So, after pausing for a moment, he focused his mind on the Grand Valley, took a step, looked around, and realized he was still standing on the platform, not inside the valley.

"It seems 'it' can only facilitate spatial translocation within my line of sight!"

Though it was a brief test, Ye Wen had gained some understanding of his new ability and didn't need to waste more time. He turned and walked toward the winding path, traversed it for a short while, and arrived inside the Grand Valley.

The scenery within the valley hadn't changed much, but it was noticeably livelier than in the past. Since Zhang Gui and some Shushan disciples were staying here, the Grand Valley now had human presence!

When Ye Wen entered, these few disciples had also just woken up and were performing simple movements—a form of warm-up before the subsequent morning lesson.

Zhang Gui stood before them, exercising lightly himself. His routine was simple: performing a set of Shushan Long Fist. When Ye Wen arrived, Zhang Gui had just concluded his forms.

"Sect Master!"

"Ancestor Master!"

The disciples hadn't expected Ye Wen to arrive so early, so their reaction was slightly delayed until Zhang Gui’s shout brought them back to their senses.

Nodding in acknowledgment, Ye Wen immediately commanded, "Zhang Gui, follow me!" Without another word, he strode toward the cold cave.

Upon reaching the cave entrance, he left only one instruction: "Prevent anyone from disturbing us!" Then he walked straight into the darkness. He knew Zhang Gui would dutifully guard the entrance; there was no need for further explanation or justification of his purpose. That was one of Zhang Gui's strengths: knowing what needed to be done.

Walking to the deepest part of the cave, Ye Wen sat down on the stone platform beside the spring's eye—the spot where the crimson fruit tree once grew, now bare.

Sitting cross-legged, Ye Wen calmed his mind and connected his Divine Sense with the Nine Provinces Cauldron submerged at the spring’s eye, initiating another round of tempering.

Since obtaining the Nine Provinces Cauldron, Ye Wen had never ceased his efforts to temper this supreme treasure, but due to his current cultivation level, he couldn't fully refine it for his complete use. Even recently, he could only command a fraction of the Cauldron's power.

At that time, he had only managed to carve out an additional space within the Nine Provinces Cauldron. It was this secured pocket space where he could hide items that gave him confidence in protecting Shushan—it was the acquisition of this ability that truly reassured him.

The Nine Provinces World could not accommodate beings above the Earth Immortal realm, but that didn't mean the Nine Provinces Cauldron couldn't; this function had simply remained dormant until now. Having gained this capability, Ye Wen finally felt at ease. But now that his cultivation had advanced further, his ambition grew: "Perhaps I can seize this momentum and fully refine the Nine Provinces Cauldron?"

He had no idea what immense powers the Cauldron would unleash once completely under his command, but Ye Wen was certain that if he succeeded, the Shushan Sect would benefit boundlessly.

Setting aside everything else, the Nine Provinces Mountain Protection Formation could gain several new variations. If it acquired counter-attack or active offensive capabilities, the Shushan Sect would become truly invincible.

Of course, it wasn't impossible that an opponent might possess a treasure as formidable as the Nine Provinces Cauldron and use artifact-versus-artifact to break his great formation. However, few artifacts rivaled the Nine Provinces Cauldron in stature, and even fewer specialized in offensive power.

Therefore, Ye Wen wasn't overly concerned about this possibility. If things went south, he could simply recall Shushan and his artifacts and flee! Now, possessing the ability to traverse space, he had even greater confidence in his escape skills. He used to feel disadvantaged in this aspect, but now he didn't think so.

And reflecting that all this stemmed from mastering the Profound Universe, Ye Wen couldn't help but muse: "Could the ultimate state of the Hun Tian Bao Jian be to enable effortless running away? With this ability, I doubt anyone could catch me. Truly, it is the peerless martial art under heaven!"

If the Nuwa from the original text knew how Ye Wen appraised her divine skill, she might very well leap out of the book and administer a severe lesson to this boy.

Alas, that great goddess Nuwa would never know that her supreme technique was inherited in another world, that someone had cultivated it to the tenth level of inner strength—a feat never achieved in the original narrative—and that it had even developed marvelous variations never seen before.

"I wonder if there are any Nuwas in this Immortal Realm," he mused while refining the Nine Provinces Cauldron.

He continued his distracted contemplation until Ye Wen suddenly felt a connection spark between his Zhenqi and the Nine Provinces Cauldron. Though not in direct contact, his Zhenqi began to flow continuously toward the Cauldron through the channel established by his Divine Sense. Then, the Nine Provinces Cauldron actively created another channel, sending this tempered Zhenqi back to him.

Ye Wen recognized this: the Cauldron's inherent function of tempering spiritual energy had been activated. This phenomenon occurred nearly every time he tempered the Cauldron; it was nothing unusual.

But this time, things were slightly different.

Because the Nine Provinces Cauldron was submerged in water, Ye Wen didn't notice that the interior of the Cauldron’s opening had transformed into a scene of pure chaos, identical to the state before the heavens and earth were separated. If Ye Wen had seen this, he might have recalled a similar phenomenon when the Big Bang occurred inside his own body.

But since he couldn't see it, he remained oblivious, continuing to temper the Cauldron as if it were ordinary Zhenqi refinement.

It was only when he noticed the flow of Zhenqi rapidly accelerating that it seemed too late! However, compared to the agonizing experience of inducing a Big Bang while cultivating the Profound Universe, the Cauldron’s process this time was far gentler, although it still rendered Ye Wen unable to refuse, forcing his body to passively endure all the changes.

"Is it happening again?"

Finding himself immobilized once more, Ye Wen noticed the wisp of chaotic energy inside his body gradually begin to condense and evolve. Subsequently, it flowed out along with his Zhenqi toward the Nine Provinces Cauldron, merging with the chaotic wisp within the Cauldron. After intertwining for a moment, it flowed back into his body via his Zhenqi.

But at this moment, Ye Wen sensed a subtle difference in the ball of chaotic energy within him. As Ye Wen puzzled over what was different, the chaotic mass inside his body began to transform again.

Gradually, this cloud of chaos started to dissipate, yet a portion of it continuously condensed. Finally, it coalesced into a single, almost unnoticeable wisp of vital energy. This wisp carried a faint purple hue. At first glance, Ye Wen thought it was his Innate Purple Qi, but he immediately realized this was far superior to Innate Purple Qi—it was something infinitely more potent.