Chapter 892

Chapter 892: Avatar Number Three

When Li Xingci stood before Xu Fan,

Xu Fan, who was in the midst of artifact crafting, unexpectedly halted his work. He looked at his beloved disciple in surprise and said, “Sweeping the steps for one year has really paid off!”

“Thank you, Master, for your guidance; it helped me grasp the essence of returning to simplicity,” Li Xingci said, bowing respectfully.

“Rise; I just thought of it and mentioned it casually.”

Then Xu Fan quickly reignited the divine fire to compensate for the paused celestial tool accessories.

“Very good; although you may not reach the supreme realm, reaching the peak of the Great Ascension can bring you to Elder Ming Kong’s level,” Xu Fan said, looking at Li Xingci with satisfaction.

All of his disciples had the potential to become invincible respected elders, but advancing further would be challenging.

Surprisingly, the first to surpass their limits was the third brother.

Just then, a dragon roar echoed from the Source Realm, resonating across the entire Hidden Spirit Island.

Those crafting artifacts—Avatar Number One, Avatar Number Two, and Li Xingci—all turned their gaze toward the Source Realm.

“It must be the Dragon Beast being born; Xingci, come with me to see,” Xu Fan said, creating an avatar to take over his work and leading Li Xingci into the Source Realm.

In the small world where the Spirit Tree stood, a small white dragon, less than a yard long and as thick as a human arm, joyfully circled the Spirit Tree, frolicking.

The small world occasionally echoed with the adorable sounds of dragon roars.

Xu Yuexian sat nearby, smiling as she watched the scene.

The Spirit Tree was her external incarnation, and the small white dragon was born from it, making her the dragon’s owner.

“What should we name it?” Xu Yuexian wondered aloud, watching the little dragon soar and dive.

“How about White Loach? It seems to glide smoothly,” Xu Fan suggested, appearing behind Xu Yuexian.

“Master, Junior Brother, you’re here!” Xu Yuexian greeted them.

“The dragon roar just now spread throughout Hidden Spirit Island; of course, I had to come and see,” Xu Fan said, gently waving his hand.

A gentle force guided the little white dragon to swim before them.

The small white dragon looked at Xu Fan and Li Xingci, its eyes filled with affection.

It sensed a comforting aura, reminiscent of its mother, from them.

“Aw~” the little white dragon softly called, greeting the two.

“It seems this little white dragon has lost its previous memories,” Xu Fan observed.

To him, this was a positive sign; with no past memories, there would be fewer complications.

“Although it’s a good thing, it seems the inheritance memories of the White Dragon clan have also become incomplete,” Xu Yuexian noted.

“If they’re gone, they’re gone. As long as it has talent, that’s enough,” Xu Fan replied indifferently.

The little white dragon, noticing the conversation, ignored them and curled around Xu Yuexian’s arm.

“What do you plan to name it?” Xu Fan asked.

“How about White Spirit? Since it’s a female dragon, calling it White Loach sounds too unappealing,” Xu Yuexian said, stroking the little white dragon wrapped around her arm.

“Is it a female dragon?” Xu Fan asked curiously, looking at the little white dragon. He suddenly remembered a question from his past life: where exactly does a true dragon’s little brother grow?

Too bad he couldn’t check now.

Xu Yuexian nodded.

“Let’s call her White Spirit. It’s a fitting name,” Xu Fan said with a smile.

He took the little white dragon from Xu Yuexian and examined it closely.

“Her inheritance memories are 80% gone. Probably because she stayed in the egg too long, her true spirit faded a bit.”

“But the Dragon Race’s natural talents and abilities are still intact. The rest are just minor issues.”

“The only downside is that we can’t bring her out openly for now.”

“If she shows up, the Dragon Race will notice her right away,” Xu Fan explained.

“That’s a shame. Once the Dragon Race grows up, they’re top-tier fighters in their realm,” Li Xingci said regretfully.

Xu Yuexian also looked a little disappointed, but she had expected this outcome when the little white dragon was born.

“Not yet. Once we ascend to the Immortal Realm, I’ll craft a few celestial tools for her. That way, she can transform from a White Dragon into an ancient creature—the Nine-Headed White Flood Dragon.”

“Luckily, the White Dragon clan looks a lot like the Nine-Headed White Flood Dragon. With the techniques I’ve developed, even a Great Luo from the Dragon Race wouldn’t be able to tell the difference,” Xu Fan said confidently.

He had already found the clan’s techniques in the little white dragon’s inheritance memories. Using that as a foundation, deriving other techniques would be easy.

“I’ll have to trouble Master again,” Xu Yuexian said, waving at the Spirit Tree. A golden light shot out from the tree and gathered in her hand.

“Master, this is a clone embryo from the Spirit Tree. The Spirit Tree can only produce three in its lifetime. If you infuse a trace of Soul Origin into it, you can nurture a clone from the Spirit Tree,” Xu Yuexian explained.

“There’s still something like this around?” Xu Fan exclaimed, delighted.

He already had the clone technique, but creating clones like Number One and Number Two required a lot of his Soul Origin.

Making too many clones would weaken his foundation, and even with his incredible talent, he couldn’t fix that.

Now, with this clone embryo, he could create a perfect clone.

“I only found out about this after the Spirit Tree’s intelligence was temporarily removed. At the time, Master was busy crafting artifacts, so I decided to bring it up later,” Xu Yuexian said, handing the golden light to Xu Fan.

“Nurturing a clone takes a lot of celestial energy and time. I’m a bit short on both, so I can’t help Master with that,” Xu Yuexian said with a chuckle.

“Haha, leave this to me,” Xu Fan said casually, holding the clone embryo.

He infused a trace of Soul Origin into the clone embryo and placed it back into the Spirit Tree.

At the very top of the towering Spirit Tree, a golden light suddenly shone.

Inside the light was a small figure resembling Xu Fan, resting softly like a baby in the womb.

“Grape, accelerate time by 10,000 years and pour in celestial energy without worrying about the cost. Give the Spirit Tree as much as it can absorb,” Xu Fan ordered.

“Understood,” Grape replied.

Half a year later, a new Xu Fan clone appeared in the underground space.

Number One and Number Two exchanged sympathetic looks with the newcomer.

Then they shot Xu Fan a look that said, “You’ve got to be kidding.”

“Number Three will be my fighting strength avatar. When he’s not busy, he’ll help you with artifact crafting,” Xu Fan explained.

Number Three, expressionless, walked to his workstation and started refining basic celestial tool accessories—tasks any artifact great master could handle.

Seeing the looks on Number One and Number Two’s faces, Xu Fan smiled and said, “He’s meant to be my fighting strength avatar, so I didn’t give him intelligence beyond the main body’s.”