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I Have a Compass for Opportunity

Chapter 204 - 138: Superior Magical Artifact: Canglan Sword (2)
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Chapter 204: Chapter 138: Superior Magical Artifact: Canglan Sword (2)

To create an array that poses a threat to late-stage Qi Cultivation, a Spiritual Object is needed as the array’s eye, serving as the medium for harmonizing the array’s power.

That stuff truly costs money.

Luckily, Liou Yuan doesn’t have to worry about the array’s eye now.

"Finish up!" Liou Yuan shot towards the Fifth Peak, stepping gracefully through the river under the night sky.

"According to the schedule, tomorrow is the day to deliver the Spiritual Sword to Mr. Fan."

"I hope the high-grade Spiritual Sword crafted by Brother Fan Xinxiao meets my needs."

The night air carried Liou Yuan’s voice tinged with anticipation.

Returning to the cave dwelling to cultivate through the night.

Liou Yuan got up at first light the next day, quickly washed up, and headed straight to the Artifact Refining Pavilion.

Qiu Can had already familiarized Liou Yuan with the route; Liou Yuan easily navigated the pavilion and accurately found Fan Xinxiao’s quarters.

Fan Xinxiao’s door was open, clearly left that way for Liou Yuan.

Liou Yuan still knocked symbolically on the door, signaling his arrival before stepping inside.

No one was in the front yard, but in the backyard, the sound of flames rising was audible. Liou Yuan walked directly through the small yard and indeed saw Fan Xinxiao in the backyard.

The latter was standing before a blazing furnace, his upper body bare, illuminated by the firelight from the furnace’s opening, turning his whole body red.

Fan Xinxiao noticed Liou Yuan’s arrival, but was in the midst of the crucial step.

So he only nodded without speaking, glancing at Liou Yuan before refocusing on the furnace’s flames.

A sword blade, glowing red from the flames, was placed in the furnace for roasting.

It must be Liou Yuan’s high-grade Spiritual Sword.

The sword blade was already formed, just lacking the final quenching step, which required patience.

Liou Yuan wasn’t in a hurry, standing silently at the backyard’s edge and observing.

A roughly one-hour period passed.

The sunrise on the horizon had nearly reached the zenith of the sky.

Suddenly, the sword blade in the furnace started to tremble.

A dim blue glow erupted from the sword’s surface.

The glow’s elemental properties countered the furnace’s flames, instantly suppressing them.

Having waited for a while, Fan Xinxiao finally acted, drawing the sword blade out of the furnace.

Then Liou Yuan saw him form a magical gesture, wielding a hammer nearly as tall as a person to repeatedly strike the sword blade.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Each strike reverberated with a deafening sound.

The entire backyard’s ground faintly trembled.

"Brother Fan Xinxiao, though a disciple of the Artifact Refining Pavilion, is also a Body Cultivator. This hammer strike’s strength is unmatched by most in Five Extremes Mountain’s Outer Sect."

Feeling the tremors transmitted from the ground to his legs, Liou Yuan marveled in his heart.

It was evident that Fan Xinxiao was not like Qiu Can, who only knew how to refine artifacts; his strength was undoubtedly formidable.

As Liou Yuan muttered to himself.

Fan Xinxiao was already striking the sword blade forty-nine times using his unique technique.

Halos burst forth from the hammer, each strike imbuing the sword blade with a certain spirituality.

At the moment the last strike fell.

Bang! A dim blue sword light shot forth from the sword blade.

The sword light extended three feet beyond the body, its dense Water Element Spiritual Qi dispersing the furnace’s temperature.

"Mission accomplished!" Fan Xinxiao’s hearty laughter echoed through the backyard.

Under Liou Yuan’s expectant gaze, he carried the sword blade to Liou Yuan.

"Mr. Liou, take the sword."

This sword’s body was entirely azure, clear and transparent, seemingly able to reveal the flowing water inside; upon close inspection, one could even see faint streams moving slowly along the sword body’s veins.

Liou Yuan took the Spiritual Sword, cool to the touch, its texture smooth and delicate, akin to beautiful jade polished by the sea for ages.

"A fine sword!" Liou Yuan’s eyes gleamed brightly.

As soon as he held the sword, he felt Spiritual Power starting to fill his Water Acupoint, spontaneously infusing into the sword’s body.

Making the sword’s glow even more dazzling, casting a layer of sheen upon Liou Yuan’s resolute facial features.

There was no hindrance in infusing Spiritual Power into the sword, rather it flowed smoothly as if it were perfectly natural.

Liou Yuan’s hands itched; right away he wielded the sword and swung it a few times.

Where the sword blade swept, a thin layer of mist appeared in the air, gathering and dispersing with the sword’s momentum.

Fan Xinxiao did not rush him, calmly watching Liou Yuan practice with the sword.

After Liou Yuan got familiarized with it, he finally spoke slowly: "This sword mainly features Sinking Silver Iron and Evil Water Stone as its materials."

"Underwent eighteen rounds of quenching, and merged perfectly using my exclusive forty-nine hammer technique."

"Mr. Liou, using this high-grade Spiritual Sword to wield the Green Tide Pure Water Sword increases the power by thirty percent."

"It does boost by thirty percent!" Liou Yuan confirmed Mr. Fan Xinxiao’s estimation having infused it with Green Tide Sword’s energy for a trial.

The sword’s energy was boosted by nearly one-third with this sword’s enhancement, elevating Liou Yuan’s strength considerably.

The thirty merit points spent were genuinely worth it.

"Thank you, Brother Fan."

Liou Yuan earnestly bowed to Fan Xinxiao and then paid the thirty merit points needed for crafting the Spiritual Sword.

Words of gratitude pale compared to tangible payment.

With the transaction cleared, Fan Xinxiao’s expression showed considerable delight.

Though this transaction was to repay Liou Yuan’s favor, the thirty merit points were still profitable, and crafting high-grade magical artifacts wasn’t an everyday occurrence.

He promptly suggested: "How can a fine sword not have a name?"

"Indeed it should have a name." Fan Xinxiao’s words were precisely what Liou Yuan had in mind.

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