Lin Feng also saw that the Black Fox King had a high attainment in artifact refining and looked forward to what quality of artifact the Black Fox King could refine this gourd into.
"Kid, take out your Nether Demonic Pot."
"I'll use the Nether Demonic Pot to sacrifice to the artifact. This way, your gourd can become a top-tier Heaven-grade artifact."
The Black Fox King reached out and demanded.
Lin Feng was startled, "Brother Hei, isn't the Nether Demonic Pot useless?"
"Kid, you need to understand that at the Heaven-grade, every increase in quality is incomparable to the broken artifacts below."
"You only need to sacrifice one Nether Demonic Pot now to get a higher-grade artifact. Why wouldn't you do it?"
"Moreover, this gourd will inherit the functions of the Nether Demonic Pot, and I'll save all the formations for you. Stop talking nonsense, or I won't have the patience to help you anymore."
The Black Fox King said impatiently.
Lin Feng understood the Black Fox King's intention and quickly presented the Nether Demonic Pot.
Upon receiving the Nether Demonic Pot, the Black Fox King immediately placed it on the green flames to refine it.
"Ah, ah, ah!"
As the Nether Demonic Pot was placed on the fire, painful screams immediately came from inside the pot.
"You stinking brat, you still have so many people trapped inside the pot. Do you want them to live, or do you want me to burn them to death?"
The Black Fox King noticed Chen Fan and the others inside the pot and chuckled.
"Transfer them into the gourd."
Lin Feng did not want to destroy Chen Fan, Ye Chen, and the others directly. Perhaps these people would have other uses in the future.
The Black Fox King understood. When the time was right, he fused the Nether Demonic Pot with the gourd.
After the fusion was complete, terrifying lightning appeared in the Black Fox King's palm. He used the lightning to forge and polish it.
Under the dual tempering of lightning and flame, a crystal-clear small gourd became close to perfection.
"Alright, this artifact is ready. I can only help you this much. As for how far this gourd can go in the end, it depends on you."
"You must understand that the innate artifacts of every Great Emperor were refined by the Great Emperors through their comprehension of the Heavenly Dao and lifelong collection, exhausting their life's efforts."
"This gourd is no different. Whether it can become your innate artifact is linked to your destiny. That is, how much achievement you have, it will have how much achievement. Do you understand?"
The Black Fox King taught Lin Feng earnestly.
"I understand, thank you for your guidance, Brother Hei."
Lin Feng took the gourd. He could feel the Black Fox King's expectations and care for him.
"It's best that you understand. The Demonic Emperor and I can help you for a while, but not for a lifetime."
"Our era will eventually pass, and your era has just begun."
"The future is not the sea of stars, but fearless adventurers!"
"Young man, I think highly of you."
The Black Fox King patted Lin Feng's shoulder and flew towards the sky with his hands behind his back.
The dignified Great Sage of the Demon Race exuded a free and unrestrained demeanor in every movement, as if playing with the world.
There was a sense of soaring pride and a disdain for worldly grievances, as if he could conquer the world with a casual gesture.
Lin Feng looked in the direction where the Black Fox King had left, his heart filled with mixed emotions.
There was warmth and gratitude, but also a yearning for the future.
He held the exquisite small gourd, firmly believing that this artifact would accompany him in battles across the land, eventually becoming a peerless divine artifact.
If he could obtain the Heaven-Opening Brush and engrave the mysterious character 'Seal' onto the gourd, then this gourd would surely become even more dominant.
Lin Feng mused silently. At this moment, Duan Liang, who had been sent flying by the Black Fox King's huge palm, also rushed back in a hurry.
"Fairy Daddy, where did that little brat run off to? He sent me flying for thousands of miles with one slap. Does he think I'm easy to bully?"
Duan Liang was furious. His legs were almost worn out from running.
"Daoist, stop pretending. The one who sent you flying was the Black Fox King, not some brat. If you speak like that in front of him, you'll easily die."
Lin Feng rolled his eyes. Why had Duan Liang become so foolish?
"What? That brat was the Black Fox King!"
Duan Liang was so scared that he covered his mouth, his eyes darting around in terror. Seeing that the Black Fox King was not around, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Phew, no wonder he could send me flying so far with one slap. So it was that person!"
"What about the Heaven Mending Stone? Did he give it to you?"
Duan Liang, relieved, quickly asked about the Heaven Mending Stone. He was also afraid that the Black Fox King would claim it for himself.
"He gave it to me."
Lin Feng showed Duan Liang the small gourd that the Black Fox King had custom-made for him.
Duan Liang's eyes immediately widened as he looked at the exquisite and extraordinary small gourd.
"What a treasure, this is a formidable artifact! You've hit the jackpot, kid."
Duan Liang exclaimed.
"Don't be envious. This was specially made for me by my Brother Hei. If you need it, I can lend it to you."
Lin Feng immediately warned Duan Liang, fearing that Duan Liang might covet it.
"Kid, your words are enough. I have the Nether Demonic Pot, and I don't need your small gourd for now."
"By the way, now that you have your own artifact, shouldn't you return the Nether Demonic Pot to me?"
As soon as Duan Liang said this, not only was Lin Feng choked speechless, but even Xu Lin and Gu Xiaoman looked awkward.
After all, the Nether Demonic Pot had already been taken by the Black Fox King to sacrifice to the artifact.
"That Daoist, you can't be angry if I tell you the truth, right? We are good brothers, you can't get angry with me."
Lin Feng scratched his head, feeling extremely guilty.
"What do you want to say? We are indeed good brothers, but there's something in your words. Why do I feel like you're up to no good?"
Duan Liang's face darkened. He knew Lin Feng too well. When Lin Feng mentioned emotions, it was never good news.
"What's going on? It's just that..."
Lin Feng stammered. Knowing that he couldn't hide it, he explained to Duan Liang about sacrificing the Nether Demonic Pot to forge the small gourd.
"What? To make your artifact, you used my artifact as a sacrifice? You..."
Duan Liang clutched his chest, almost unable to breathe and dropping dead on the spot.