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Chapter 636: The Fourteen-Colored Fire: Success!

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A Will Eternal – Chapter 636

Chapter 636: The Fourteen-Colored Fire: Success!

Now Bai Xiaochun returned to the Devil Prison, no matter what happened outside. He quickly returned to his residence, and after waiting for a few days to make sure there was no impact from the recent events, he finally heaved a sigh of relief.

“It turns out being a prison guard is very useful. Although the best thing for now is to avoid attention. I won't be out unless absolutely necessary. " Splashing his bag excitedly, he couldn't help but ponder that his plan had been executed so brilliantly. "Three great clans robbed me, I robbed them back! As the old saying goes, proper behavior is based on reciprocity! That is the basic principle of heaven and earth! ”

In the following days, he patrolled with Squad 9 and continued working on the formula for the fourteen-colored flame. Time pass. One day, he finally returned to the cell alone.

Cellblock D is usually a loud and busy place. Whenever the guards were absent, the gray-robed prisoners and the prisoners in the skulls would both do whatever they liked.

Even when the guards were present, most of the prisoners ignored them. However, the instant Bai Xiaochun entered the block, everything calmed down.

As soon as he appeared, he clasped his hands behind his back and grandly announced, "I'm on duty today, so you'll all be acting your best."

His words caused the gray-robed prisoners to tremble in fear. Many prisoners in the skull cells raised terrified eyebrows.

"Dark inquiry !!"

"That's the damned Dark Investigator Bai!"

“This man is cruel and merciless. I will never forget the tragic day he interrogated Old Demon Zhou …. ”

As for the prisoners who had actually been interrogated by Bai Xiaochun at some point in the past, they trembled visibly, and their eyes shone with terror.

All of Cellblock D fell silent, and when Bai Xiaochun passed by, not a single person let out the slightest sound. After all, he had become quite famous recently. None of the old prisoners in Cellblock D escaped the interrogation at his hands.

The scariest of all was how mysterious his interrogation method was. Because of the smoke he used, no one could clearly see what was happening. However, one could definitely hear the cries of fear coming out from the smoke, and would never be able to forget it.

Now that Bai Xiaochun was back, the prisoners were all acting very carefully. None of them wanted to offend him and thus cause trouble for themselves. Therefore, they all smiled carefully, and a group of gray-robed prisoners crowded around him to accompany him.

Bai Xiaochun raised his chin slightly and enjoyed the gaze of admiration focused on him, pondering how no matter where he went, he always soared to the highest heights.

"I'm too amazing" he thought. “Well, that's not my goal. I really need to keep my profile. ” After a while, he waved his hand to dismiss the gray-robed prisoner, then took a short walk. Eventually, he found himself in a remote location where he had worked on fire magic before, where he sat cross-legged.

“This place is perfect. There is plenty of room to conjure fire. ” Nodding in satisfaction, he set up a restriction spell, then waved his hand to send out a cloud of smoke. Then, he closed his eyes to meditate.

After reviewing everything he knew about the fourteen-colored flame, he opened his eyes and struck his bag to summon his soul-stacking pagoda. Then, a very serious expression followed his face as he started working on conjuring fourteen-colored flames.

As the souls flowed into the open, he made a two-handed mantra move and then waved his fingers. Immediately, the souls started shooting towards his palm, where they formed a flame. It started with one color, which he quickly added more colors. Before long, he had a thirteen-colored flame, and moved to the fourteenth color.

“I feel very confident to be able to succeed with a flame of fourteen colors. All I need to do is make some adjustments to deal with some random issues …. I would say that I can make it work in five trials! "

Immediately, souls began to flow into his hands, flowing into the flames.

Frowning, he looked at his hand, and then produced a group of vengeful souls to try again. Nine days passed quickly.

During those nine days, he made four attempts, all of which failed. However, he did not let that disappoint him. He has many souls to work with, and each failure leads him to a deeper understanding. On the tenth day inside the block he sat cross-legged, his eyes red and his hair messy, but his expression showed excitement.

“I've solved all the problems. This time, I must successfully create a fourteen-colored flame!

“That would put me at the top of the rank of terrestrial necromancer! If I could make a fire of fifteen colors, then I would be a heavenly necromancer! " His heart was swollen with anticipation; he had been in the Wildlands for quite some time now, and understood a little about necromancers. Clearly, even great clans viewed the celestial necromancer as extremely powerful and important.

Beyond that were worldly rankings, which were even rarer. They had a very high position; it might not be as high as the heavenly king, but it clearly surpassed the gods.

His eyes sparkled, he took a deep breath and calmed down. Everything went very smoothly; he started with a one-color flame and worked up to thirteen colors non-stop. Then, he flicked his sleeve, causing a large group of vengeful souls to fly out. Finally, he shouted, and sent a thirteen-colored flame spreading into the sea of flames.

The souls began to flow into the thirteen-colored flame, a process that took less time than it took half an incense stick to burn. It was at that moment that the fourteenth color appeared!

His heart was pounding, but his hands remained extremely stable as he sent out his divine sense to control things. The fourteen-colored flame slowly began to shrink, during which time his attention was completely focused on the task at hand.

An hour later, he carefully closed his hands into a fist, causing the sea of flames to disappear inside!

A heart surged within him, he slowly opened his hand, revealing a sparkling fourteen-colored flame tongue!

A radiant light that seemed to surpass everything in the surroundings, was accompanied by a terrifying heat.

Although a fourteen-colored flame would not be enough to threaten a god, it was powerful enough to destroy most types of Nascent Soul cultivators!

“It worked! I finally succeeded! " He laughed out loud with joy. "Next is a flame of fifteen colors. That's gonna be really hard. But if I make it work, then I will become a heavenly necromancer. Although, such a fire would not help me much unless I increase my battle prowess first …. " Pressing his excitement, he put away the fourteen-colored flame, and then counted how many souls were left.

"If I do a fourteenfold increase in spirit on all the things I have .. then even though I am not yet at Nascent Soul level, my fighting prowess will still be very high." Just thinking about it made him excited. After all, he had always been very focused on equipping himself to the fullest.

Without the slightest hesitation, he decided that he should do some spirit enhancement. However, before he could even take out the turtle, he suddenly thought of something. "Wait, there are too many eyes here .. Even with my fog to hide away, I have to be really careful. My wok is a true treasure, and I can't let anyone see it. Low profile. Low profile! I have to be careful here in the Wildlands. I can't make a big splash! ”

With that, he waved his hand, expelling the mist and turning into a beam of light that shot back towards the entrance of the block.

When he left, there happened to be an old man sitting cross-legged in one of the skull cells some distance away. He had a red birthmark on his face, and looked like any other prisoner in every aspect. However, as Bai Xiaochun left, he looked up, and a mysterious radiance could be seen in his eyes.

"Before a long time he succeeded with a flame of thirteen colors," he murmured to himself, "and now he can actually conjure a flame of fourteen colors …. This kid is very interesting. " Since Bai Xiaochun had been working in a relatively far corner, and had cast his barrier spell and obscure fog, no one had realized that he had conjured a fourteen-colored flame. There was no one but this old man.

A moment later, the old man closed his eyes.

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