Zhu Yao did not stay outside for long. After instructing Yu Luo to teach Yue Ying how to cultivate, she once again returned to the smelting cave, and began her daily smithing work. Initially, she had thought that smithing was a simple matter, especially to a Demigod-stage practitioner like her. However, in reality, she realized that it was basically not that simple. The smithing of a mystic artifact was not something that could be formed simply by hammering with spiritual energy. The first batch of semi-finished products she forged, were basically all trash.
Only one of them still retained a strand of spiritual energy, but at the very most, it could only be used to ward off ghosts and exorcise evil. If she wanted to use it to defend against enemies, it was basically a joke. Zhu Yao was a little disheartened. She clearly hammered harder than anyone else, yet, the result was worse than anyone else's.
If she were to compare smithing to education, she was currently at the kindergarten level at the very most.
"Master, why is it like this?" She had clearly worked so hard.
"Every single material has its own attribute, and mystic artifacts do as well." Yu Yan lightly explained. "The amount of spiritual energy a material can absorb is limited as well."
"You're saying, spiritual energy of the same attribute must be used in order to forge a mystic artifact."
"Yes, and no." Yu Yan continued. "The key lies in what kind of mystic artifact you want to forge it into."
In other words, if it was a flying mystic artifact, then it must have sufficient wind spiritual energy. If it was a water attribute mystic artifact, then it must have water spiritual energy.
"I understand."
Zhu Yao once again began to smelt the other piece of profound iron. This time, she did not forge it like before, where she hammered it randomly. Instead, she gathered a strand of wind spiritual energy, and with every hammering, she smashed it into the mystic artifact. However, the strange thing was, although the wind spiritual energy had already been transferred over, the amount absorbed by the iron was very little.
Zhu Yao guessed that it was related to the speed at which this piece of iron absorbed spiritual energy. Hence, for the second time, she reduced the output of spiritual energy. As expected, the amount of spiritual energy absorbed this time was the same as before.
This time, Zhu Yao spent four to five times the amount of time compared to before, and she had even repeatedly smelted it.
Holding onto the shape that had already been forged, Zhu Yao could even feel the abundant wind spiritual energy on it. Zhu Yao could finally proceed to the next step, inscribing formations. Formations were her forte. A flying mystic artifact naturally needed a flying formation. This time, Zhu Yao was no longer greedy, and only imprinted a single formation.
In an instant, the flying sword's embryonic form, which was still overflowing with Spiritual Qi, suddenly converged and was firmly locked inside by the formation. The Wind Spiritual Qi in the air seemed to be getting closer to the sword.
Zhu Yao did not let her guard down during the final step of polishing it into shape. Following the trajectory of the formation, under the precondition that it did not harm the spiritual energy, He slowly polished the smooth blade.
Finally, her first weapon took shape.
Zhu Yao was a little excited. After all, this was the first completed weapon she had made. Though it was just the most basic flying sword, she eagerly presented it to her master.
Yu Yan slightly narrowed his eyes, scanned the body of the sword for a while, and then, made a sound. "First-ranked. Low-grade. "
"…" Zhu Yao's glass heart instantly shattered onto the ground. What happened to the promise of accompanying her disciple to raise her self-confidence?
Forget about a Level 1 magic tool, it's a flying magic tool anyway. She didn't have much expectation for it since she could ascend to the heavens at the first level. But low-grade …
Damn it, she didn't believe that she couldn't make a high-grade magic tool.
Zhu Yao once again threw herself into frantically leveling up her life skills. She had already grasped the correct method to refine artifacts, and the success rate of Zhu Yao's forging had evidently increased. Only when she was finally able to refine low-grade profound iron into a second-ranked substandard Mystic Tool, did she give up on this material. She began to refine higher-grade materials.
Days passed just like that as she hammered and hammered. Zhu Yao believed that practice makes perfect, and she had already found a few tricks. And when she was inscribing formations, she could already inscribe two formations at the same time.
She did not know how long had passed, but when she was refining an Ice Stone that could refine a fifth-ranked Mystic Tool, she suddenly realized that the spiritual energy she injected into the material would actually be distributed in a line shape. And, with every refinement, the number of lines would increase. When her refinement reached a standard that could be used normally, she realized that the lines had yet to fill up half of the material.
This was a pleasant surprise. Could it be that after filling up all the lines, the Mystic Tool's spiritual energy capacity would be its limit? After having this thought, Zhu Yao did not stop her refinement. Instead, she continued to inject spiritual energy into the material, and slowly filled it up.
The illusory figure floating above the jade pendant sensed his disciple's abnormality. He glanced at the familiar figure, and the corner of his lips twitched a little. He finally understood. As expected, it's his … Mn, that.
Zhu Yao excitedly filled the entire piece of metal with spiritual energy, thinking that she would definitely be able to create an incredible Mystic Tool this time. She failed.
The material was destroyed.
Because she realized that, although it was filled with spiritual energy, there was no more space to inscribe formations! And, she even thought of the polishing process at the back. If she were to accidentally damage it even by a little bit, the spiritual energy inside would completely disperse because of a small crack.
She was only concerned with injecting more spiritual energy into it to raise the grade of the Mystic Tool, and actually did not think of this at all. ○ | ̄ | _.
No matter how much spiritual energy there was, without the guidance of a formation, it was just a piece of scrap metal. Zhu Yao's heart felt stifled.
With a little heartache, she abandoned this Ice Stone that was filled with spiritual energy. She once again took out the same material, and continued to refine.
This time, she did not blindly inject spiritual energy, and arranged them into lines. She drove the spiritual energy to the two sides, and left a spot in the middle to inscribe a formation. Although the spiritual energy was lesser now, she spent even more time. In the first place, injecting spiritual energy was a huge project, let alone after injecting the spiritual energy, and arranging them according to her own thoughts.
This was the first time Zhu Yao felt a little powerless. She spent a lot of effort before she managed to arrange the spiritual energy properly. When it came to inscribing the formation, it was much simpler. However, when it came to the polishing process, it was another difficult problem. No matter how careful she was, there was still a small crack, and the spiritual energy instantly dispersed completely.
Zhu Yao felt a wave of heartache.
Finally, after a dozen or so failures, she created a successful product. Although it was only a fourth-ranked Mystic Tool, it was of high quality. As expected, hard work would always be rewarded. Most probably, she would be able to create an exquisite one the next time.
Just when she was about to continue, she realized that she had used up all of the Ice Stones. She could only use another type of black ore that was of the same grade as it. However, when she was forging, she realized a huge problem. Those lines that represented spiritual energy, had disappeared.
Flips table. How was she supposed to continue?
Zhu Yao once again took out various materials and tested them one by one. Other than the Ice Stones, there really weren't any other spiritual energy lines.
Zhu Yao was a little dumbfounded. After taking a few deep breaths, she finally calmed down and thought about the reason. Logically speaking, these materials used to forge Mystic Tools should be able to withstand spiritual energy. Just what was the difference between the Ice Stones and the others? After thinking about it carefully, other than the color, there wasn't much difference.
Color? Could it be that the reason was because the white color was more translucent, allowing her to see it more clearly? Hoho, stop joking.
Zhu Yao did not believe it herself. If that was the case, the other stones could not be seen with the naked eye, and divine sense …
The hell, divine sense could really see it.
Did the reason have to be so simple and crude?
Zhu Yao, who was still panicking earlier, was momentarily a little speechless. Silently picking up the hammer, she released her divine sense, and continued to arrange the lines.
The higher the grade of the Mystic Tool, the more spiritual energy it required, and the more time it would take. Initially, Zhu Yao thought that with her Demigod-stage cultivation as a foundation, injecting spiritual energy like this was basically a piece of cake. Until the first time her spiritual energy was exhausted, she was still holding onto a half-completed sixth-ranked Mystic Tool.
Only then did she realize, how much spiritual energy was required for life skills that she had never placed importance on. She had no choice but to meditate to recover her spiritual energy.
And after that, such incidents happened more and more frequently. When she was finally able to forge an eighth-ranked Mystic Tool, she had exhausted all of the spiritual energy in her body twice. She finally understood why everyone would always need to go into closed-door training when they were refining pellets or forging Mystic Tools. In this kind of situation where spiritual energy was completely exhausted, if she were to still wander around outside, she would be a target that could be instantly killed at any moment.
"Master, there's no more stock." Zhu Yao glanced at the storage ring. There was a large amount of materials piled inside, and they had already been completely used up by her. However, she had just managed to forge an eighth-ranked Mystic Tool, and it was even a low-grade one.
Yu Yan frowned, and only after a while did he slowly say. "You can smelt the Mystic Tools inside."
"The Mystic Tools inside." Zhu Yao glanced at the ring on her hand, and suddenly widened her eyes. "Master, you can't be referring to the pile of Mystic Tools you've refined, right?"
Nodding!
Zhu Yao instantly felt like flipping the table. Those were all eighth-ranked and above, and most of them were tenth-ranked Mystic Tools. Smelting them just like that, you wastrel.
Yu Yan, however, had a calm look. Those things were materials in the first place, and he had merely refined them out of boredom. It was only right for him to return them to materials.
"Are you really going to smelt them?"
"Mn."
Oh ~ ~ Her heart ached. She couldn't even bear to throw away that first-ranked flying sword. Master, why are you so generous?
Zhu Yao pondered for a moment. Her refining skills had to be raised, but to smelt these high-grade Mystic Tools …
After hesitating for a long while, Zhu Yao's hands trembled as she picked out a few Mystic Tools that were relatively weaker, and began to smelt them. As she smelted them, her blood was dripping. It was because she had gone deep into refining Mystic Tools that she could see just how precious these Mystic Tools were.
Putting aside the materials, just the intricacies of the formations on them were completely not any simpler than the Great Mountain Barrier Formation that she could not understand no matter how hard she tried. They were a perfect Mystic Tool that could be used for both offense and defense, and some of them even had storage functions. They were completely offensive and defensive Mystic Tools.
Oh, her heart ached.
Probably because of the guilt she felt from destroying top-grade Mystic Tools, Zhu Yao was even more diligent in her subsequent refinements. Although there were Mystic Tools that were of relatively lower quality, fortunately, no useless products appeared.
She was already able to inscribe dozens of different formations on them. The Mystic Tools she refined had broken through to the ninth-ranked as well.
When the Mystic Tools in her ring were more or less depleted, she finally refined a tenth-ranked Mystic Tool. Though it was still a low-grade one.
Zhu Yao felt that it was time for her to stop, and get down to business, as she voiced out her initial thoughts.
"Master, I want to make a special Mystic Tool. We need a very smooth material. What do you think we should use? "(To be continued).
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