"You don't have to worry too much. It's unlikely that Lone Eagle will come in person." Yuan Fusun said.
Yan Li sat in front of him, casually picked up a box of pastries and started eating. He said, "I heard from Gongsun Boyue that he seemed to be very close to Lone Eagle. Gongsun Boyue is dead. Doesn't he want to avenge him with his own hands?"
Yuan Fusun said indifferently, "Lone Eagle is a member of the Imperial Court, not a dog of the Gongsun Clan. Recently, the Heaven Sect has become more active, especially the withered Fu Jian. There are rumors of him everywhere, saying that he kills people like flies. Public opinion is boiling, blaming the Imperial Court for not doing anything. The Dragon Emperor Residence is under a lot of pressure. Now, someone is pointing at the Asura Realm, saying that Fu Jian's actions are the revenge of a foreign race under the guise of the Heaven Sect. There are even rumors that the Asura Realm is trying to start a war again. "
"So," he paused, "the three pillars of the Dragon Emperor Residence all have heavy responsibilities."
Then, he sneered, "They are known as the Three Great Super Arresters, but they can't even catch a single Heaven Sect disciple. Why don't they change their titles to Three Great Trash."
Yan Li agreed, "I think so too."
Yuan Fusun immediately found him more pleasing to the eye, "I heard from the Prince that you contributed a lot to the success of this trial. The Crown Prince has always been protective of his own people. He has repeatedly instructed me to protect you. It is obvious that he treats you as one of his own. Why don't you join the Parting Hatred Palace and ask the Prince to give you a position? He will definitely treat you well. "
Yan Li said, "I'm used to freedom and can't stand being restrained. I'm afraid that I might accidentally offend a noble and bring trouble to the Parting Hatred Palace. Forget it."
"That's a pity," Yuan Fusun said no more.
The escort team advanced in silence.
The dragon chariot left two long tracks on the desert, but they were soon covered by the sandstorm.
Yan Li entered the state of meditation.
His consciousness appeared above the Source Sea in the chaotic world, with the broken Separation Cliff on his knees.
He caressed the hilt and the blade with one hand and sighed, "I'm sorry for making you suffer."
The Separation Cliff was broken, and it was already a damaged treasure. Naturally, it would not be able to respond.
At the level of the Martial Grade, Treasured Artifacts didn't have the ability to repair themselves. So, to repair the Leaving Cliff, they had to use other methods.
He only knew that there was a way, but he didn't know exactly how to do it.
The answer could be in the Heavenly Fault Pavilion, Jixia Academy, or none.
If he couldn't find a way to repair it, he could only give up on refining it.
This was a regret that could not be made up.
Li Ya had followed him through life and death for so long, he really could not bear to give him up.
Opening his eyes, he couldn't help but ask, "Does Senior know how to repair treasures?"
"Repairing Prized artefacts?" Yuan Fushun was startled at first, but then came to a realization. "Ah, you said your sword is called Leaving Cliff, right? I heard from the Prince that he's already looking for a new sword for you."
"Is that kid really that kind?" Yan Li's expression was strange. He shook his head again. "I want to know if there's a way to repair treasures."
"Your sword is only a Martial Grade. I've seen it before, and the materials were pieced together. It can be said to be of low quality, and it's useless to keep it. Why don't you exchange it for one with potential, at least one that can advance to the grade of an Artifact?"
Yuan Fushun said, "When your cultivation gets higher, you'll understand the importance of Artifact."
Yan Li was a little displeased that Li Ya was being looked down on, but he didn't show it on his face. "Let's talk about the future in the future. Right now, I only want to know how to repair it. "
Yuan Fushun's expression was strange. "Does this sword have some special meaning? Could it be that your lover gave it to you? Ah, forget it. I was young once, and I understand. But even if I tell you the method to repair treasured artifacts, you won't be able to do it. I don't even know if there are enough craftsmen. You might need a Master craftsman. "
"Can I ask someone else to help?" Yan Li asked.
Yuan Fushun said unhappily, "If I can ask someone else, why do I need to worry? With Parting Hatred Palace's face, it's very easy to ask a Master craftsman to repair a Martial Grade Artifact. "
Yan Li felt dizzy when he thought of those complicated runes, and his face turned ashen. "So you're saying that if I want to repair Li Ya, I might need to become a Master craftsman myself?"
"That's right. This is a very strenuous and unrewarding task. Are you sure you want to continue?" Yuan Fushun asked.
"Of course, why wouldn't I? I quite like the name Li Ya."
"Then I'll tell you …" Yuan Fushun suddenly stopped and narrowed his eyes. "Was it you who spoke just now?"
"It wasn't me!" Yan Li exclaimed in shock. "It wasn't me!"
Yuan Fushun released his spiritual sense without batting an eyelid. He carefully searched the surrounding area, not letting go of a single inch of sand, but he didn't find anything.
He couldn't help but frown. "Who are you? Why don't you show yourself?"
"Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing? "the voice said lazily.
Yuan Fushun's expression darkened, and he roared, "Stop the carriage!"
Bai Yuge immediately knew something was wrong when he heard the roar. He raised his hand to signal for the carriage to stop. His gaze swept around like lightning, and suddenly fixed on the roof of the carriage.
There was a man in azure robes lying on the roof, eyes closed, taking a nap.
In the next instant, Yuan Fushun darted out of the carriage with a sword in his hand. An orange Law Domain surged out, and he was already brandishing his sword.
"Stop!" The man in azure robes shrieked and hid in the carriage. "Brother Yan, did you forget me? It's me!"
The man in azure robes flipped into the carriage. Yan Li immediately rolled his eyes when he saw the man in azure robes. "Why is it you, you jinx!"
"Brat, who's that?" Yuan Fushun returned and stared at the man in azure robes with an unfriendly expression.
"He's Zhang Yifeng, he's …" Yan Li frowned. "My friend."
Zhang Yifeng breathed a sigh of relief and grinned. "Brother Yan is indeed loyal. I didn't hitch a ride in vain."
Yuan Fushun narrowed his eyes as he observed Zhang Yifeng. "When did you get on the roof?"
Zhang Yifeng innocently answered, "I was at the Green Field Immortal Track."
"Why are you following us?" Yan Li asked with an unfriendly expression.
"Like I said, I just want to hitch a ride. I also want to see the glory of the Parting Hatred Palace." Zhang Yifeng grinned. "Oh right, brother Yan's sword broke. Don't give up. If a swordsman gives up on his sword, what's the difference between him and a salted fish?
"Although I don't use a sword," he added with a smile.
Yuan Fushun coldly said, "Since you don't use a sword and aren't a swordsman, why bother misleading others?"
"How do you know I'm misleading others?" Zhang Yifeng smiled. "Although I don't use a sword, it doesn't mean I don't know how to use one."
Yuan Fushun laughed in anger. "You mean you want to have a match with me?"
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