Pfft!
Ming Han scoffed coldly.
Although there were no major mistakes in Su Zimo's weapon refinement steps and movements, he was extremely inexperienced in the eyes of a Weapon Refinement Master like him.
Ming Han stood at the side with his arms crossed, not in a hurry at all as he waited to see Su Zimo make a fool of himself.
According to his estimations, Su Zimo would only be able to condense three Dharmic patterns at most!
If he was not lucky enough, he might not even be able to condense a single one.
Su Zimo continued his weapon refinement as though no one was around.
Normally speaking, at the step of forming, the spirit materials inside should have melted into a liquid state and burned red like lava.
However, the Illumination Stone in Su Zimo's Weapon Tripod was still the same.
However, under the control of Su Zimo's spirit consciousness, the Illumination Stone gradually separated into 36 stones the size of water droplets.
In his mind, one of the water droplets gradually changed and condensed into an extremely small and delicate flying sword.
Thereafter, Su Zimo's lips curled and a smile appeared in his eyes.
With a thought, a pattern appeared on the body of the flying sword. It looked like a Dharmic pattern that had been condensed.
With another thought, another pattern appeared on the body of the sword.
The pattern was not condensed on the sword with Dharmic powers – it was engraved on the body of the sword!
It was a fake Dharmic pattern but it looked no different from the real thing!
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!
In the blink of an eye, there were already six patterns on the body of the sword!
If Su Zimo wanted to, even seven or eight patterns would be a piece of cake, let alone six.
Of course, if he were to create seven or eight patterns, he would be exposed right away.
Under normal circumstances, unless it was an extremely complicated shape, the process of forming would take a relatively short amount of time.
However, Su Zimo was different.
The process of forming took an extremely long time.
Not only did he have to form a total of 36 flying swords, the size, shape and position of the 36 flying swords could not be deviated at all.
That was an extremely exhausting task.
"It takes so long to shape a flying sword. It seems that this person really doesn't have much ability."
"Hehe, I'm looking forward to seeing what kind of 'stunning' performance he will have during the Tempering and Spirit Gathering steps."
The gazes of many cultivators could not penetrate the Weapon Tripod and their spirit consciousnesses were isolated – they naturally did not know what was happening within.
If anyone could see the situation inside the Weapon Refining Cauldron, their eyeballs would fall out of their sockets!
After a long time, Su Zimo finally finished shaping.
The most interesting parts of the entire refining process were the tempering and spirit gathering steps. The shaping process took almost two hours, and many cultivators were already impatient.
Next was tempering.
The Hundred Refinement Sect had a special tempering technique, the Thousand Hammer Finger.
Back then, Hokkaidōjin had only taught him some superficial knowledge. It was only three months ago that he had taught him the Thousand Hammering Finger.
This was Su Zimo's first time practicing this secret technique.
The tempering process was naturally extremely awkward. Everyone from Hundred Refinement Sect either lowered their heads or looked sideways. They were too embarrassed to look.
His tempering technique was way too crude!
Su Zimo did not mind at all and pretended to temper for a long time before beginning spirit gathering.
Many cultivators perked up and waited to watch the show.
It was easy for all sorts of problems to occur during the spirit gathering stage.
If spirit gathering failed and their weapons exploded, some Weapon Refinement Masters would be mentally exhausted. Coupled with such an unforeseen event, many of them would faint on the spot due to anxiety.
There were many who were severely injured. Just Now, Yoo Han-yeon was in such a state.
Ru Xuan prayed silently, "It's inevitable that the flying sword will explode. I only hope that the heavens will protect Little Granduncle-Master and ensure that he's fine. "
Whoosh!
Before long, a beam of light shone from the Weapon Tripod.
Everyone was stunned.
A Dharmic pattern was condensed?
Ming Han's expression was normal.
It was normal for a Dharmic pattern to be condensed and there was nothing to be surprised about.
Not long after.
A second beam of light flashed.
This meant that two Dharmic patterns had been condensed!
Outsiders could not see what was going on inside the Weapon Tripod.
In reality, it was silent inside the Weapon Tripod – Su Zimo was not condensing Dharmic patterns at all.
Given his Nascent Soul realm cultivation, it was extremely easy for him to play some tricks in the Weapon Tripod and create some light.
Arakatsuki Michinoku frowned slightly.
She felt that something was amiss.
However, although she was the master of a sect, she could not use her spirit consciousness to check out the situation inside while others were refining weapons.
That would be taboo for Weapon Refinement Masters!
In reality, if there was a Weapon Refinement Grandmaster present who was experienced and sharp, Su Zimo's methods would naturally not be able to escape their eyes.
Unfortunately, there were no Weapon Refinement Grandmasters at the Thousand Crane Tea Party!
Whoosh!
Before long, a third beam of light flashed.
"Eh?"
This time round, even Ming Han exclaimed softly.
Of course, he was not nervous.
The further one progressed in spirit gathering, the more difficult it was and the lower the chances of success!
At the very least, half of the Weapon Refinement Masters present would be able to condense three Dharmic patterns!
Just as he was pondering, a fourth beam of light flashed.
Four Dharmic patterns!
This time round, even the crowd was restless.
Many cultivators no longer looked down on him.
No matter what, a supreme-grade Dharmic weapon with four Dharmic patterns was already considered a rather brilliant Weapon Refinement Master.
After a while, a fifth beam of light burst forth!
This time round, the crowd was in an uproar!
Even everyone from Hundred Refinement Sect widened their eyes in disbelief.
Nangong Ling and the other two were dumbfounded.
In their eyes, their Little Granduncle-Master, who did not even have a Weapon Tripod with his crude weapon refinement techniques, managed to refine a perfect Perfected Lord Dharmic weapon with a tattered Weapon Tripod?
Ming Han frowned.
He could also sense that something was amiss, but he could not pinpoint what it was.
Furthermore, he could already feel the pressure!
"Mo Ling can't have truly created a connate Perfected Lord Dharmic weapon, right?"
Ming Han narrowed his eyes and looked at Su Zimo, pondering.
After an unknown period of time.
Whoosh!
A bedazzling light burst forth from the Weapon Tripod once more as Dharmic powers surged and filled the void!
"Ah!"
A series of exclamations sounded from the crowd.
The sixth Dharmic pattern lit up and the crowd was shocked!
"That's impossible!"
Ming Han's expression was dark as he grit his teeth. "How can six Dharmic patterns be that easy? I don't believe it! "
Ming Han was not the only one who did not believe it. Most of the cultivators present, including everyone from Hundred Refinement Sect, could not believe it and their eyes were filled with disbelief.
Su Zimo did not give the cultivators too much time to react and poured the cold water he prepared into the Weapon Tripod.
Shing!
Green smoke billowed.
The quenching was complete.
In reality, the quenching was to place a red-hot flying sword in cold water.
However, the Illumination Stone was burned by the immortal Dao fire and did not move at all. If he took out his flying sword directly, it would be exposed instantly.
The Weapon Tripod was boiling hot and there would definitely be sizzling sounds when cold water was poured into it.
When they saw that, a thought flashed through the minds of the cultivators. This person's quenching technique was indeed different and they did not think too much about it.
It was a success!
It was finally time for them to see the truth.
Looking at the flustered Ming Han not far away, Su Zimo smiled gently.
If no one discovered any flaws by now, Ming Han would be the next one to suffer a tragedy!
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