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There was no need to doubt, and there was no room for doubt. The main culprit of the weapon thefts these past few days was Jun Moxie. This was the most obvious thing. Only he could create this kind of 'Unparalleled Godly Thief' reputation.
Of course, this so-called 'obvious' is something that only we are clear about! Others don't know.
Jun Dashao, the supreme 'Godly Thief', would steal every day whenever he had nothing to do. With those methods of his, how could he care about the peaceful world? As long as he could see it with his eyes, it would be easy to grab it with his hands. No, it had already surpassed the level of 'grabbing'. With the growth of Dashao's magical powers, his mental power had already reached a higher level.
In the face of those ownerless weapons, as long as he thought about it, he would immediately store them into the Hongjun Pagoda. This method had already reached a godly level. Even if the Four Great Detectives used the most advanced technology to investigate the case, they wouldn't be able to kill a sheep!
As for the 'Transforming Ordinary Iron into Rare Gold' in one's own tent after nightfall, it was nothing more than destroying the corpses and changing one's appearance, nothing more.
He believed that no immortal would be so bored as to use the heaven-defying skills of Yin Yang Escape and Five Elements Transformation to steal a few ordinary swords and sabers. Moreover, they were not top-notch divine weapons, but ordinary weapons made of ordinary steel …
Therefore, in a sense, the degree of squandering of Jun Moxie and Jun Dashao had definitely risen to an absolute peak that no one had ever reached before! Extremely flashy! Extremely wasteful!
After a few nights of hard work and exhaustion, Beekeeper Jun used the power of metal to collect the nine hundred and ninety-nine weapons. Then, he used the power of metal to transform the ordinary iron into a strange metal. Finally, he transformed them into a sword!
It could be said that this was the first sword that Jun Moxie had personally refined in this world! And it was also the last sword that he had refined using this extreme method! Because of this sword, his spiritual power had been continuously depleted over three hundred times over the past few days and nights! This was an abnormally huge consumption!
In the future, Dashao might use the method of turning ordinary iron into wondrous metal to forge swords and blades, but he would never pay such a huge price of emptying his spiritual power every time …
Even the perseverance of Jun Moxie, the Evil Monarch, could not bear such a huge consumption. Besides, he didn't think that he would have the courage and time to do so in the future.
As his strength continued to rise, the enemies he would have to face in the future would only become stronger and stronger. They would no longer be those small fries of the past. These powerful enemies would never allow him to waste so much time. Although Jun Moxie could hide every time he was exhausted, his family and subordinates might not be able to do so! Any careless mistake could very possibly result in eternal parting with the heavens.
Every time, he would directly extract the most essential part of the material from the metal!
Jun Mo Xie pursued the pinnacle of perfection!
And this sword was such an existence!
For the sake of this sword's birth, Jun Mo Xie had practically spent the entire day and night stealing it without rest. Then, he would refine it non-stop, and then steal it again …
Such a cycle, such frequent use of the power of metal, over and over again, over and over again, and over and over again, and over and over again! The spiritual power in his meridians and dantian was like a reservoir at the top of the mountain. The upper end was blocked, and the lower end was also blocked. It was originally in a static state, but the lower end suddenly opened completely, so the water in the reservoir rushed down, and instantly emptied …
Then, at the same time when the reservoir became empty, the upper end suddenly opened, and after a very short time, it was filled with water … and so on. Again and again, the cycle became faster and faster, and he became more and more familiar with it. But with the impact of the water, the reservoir's capacity also increased slightly. Even though each increase was very small, but such a frequent number of times caused the reservoir's capacity to become larger and larger. But no matter how much it expanded, it could always be filled in a very short time …
Just because he had successfully refined such a sword, Jun Moxie's spiritual power had improved by a lot, and even his own Xuan cultivation had risen along with it.
According to the Xuan Xuan Continent's standards, he was already close to the Tian Xuan intermediate level. Don't think that this was just a small improvement from the beginner level to the intermediate level, but in terms of Xuan cultivation, it was a huge matter. Dashao had just reached the Tian Xuan beginner level a few days ago, and in less than two days, he was actually about to break through to the intermediate level. This kind of advancement was simply a big matter that could scare people's teeth off! This was definitely an astonishing speed of advancement that had never been seen since ancient times. Even the "legends" did not have such a legendary speed!
In addition, Dashao's control of the Power of Gold had also become more proficient, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he was extremely familiar with it … Now, Dashao was no longer limited to simply extracting materials, but was trying to control the Power of Gold, trying to shrink a sword by half, or even smaller, just to make it a little sharper, a little stronger … Or to fuse three or four weapons into a sword, or a knife …
It must be known that it was naturally relatively easy to release one's own magical power in one go, but when it came to controlling it bit by bit, that was an absolute skill. Although Dashao could not achieve fine control at the moment, he was constantly studying the Power of Gold, and developing in the direction of 'skill' …
However, Jun Mo Xie was still very tired after such a long period of consumption. The Hong Jun Pagoda's aura could replenish his physical strength, but it still consumed a lot of his mental strength. And, the best way to replenish his mental strength was to sleep. However, the Young Master Jun's current achievements couldn't replace sleep. In fact, he would look like a 'bear' if he didn't get enough sleep …
And so, and so, of course, the eldest young master received his dear uncle's earnest and heartfelt advice, and even set an example for himself.
Jun Moxie did not know whether to be angry or to laugh, but now that he saw this sword, all his negative emotions were instantly sublimated!
At this moment, there was nothing else in Dashao's eyes other than the sword!
This was the first time that Jun Moxie had used the traditional method of Yan Huang to 'sacrifice' a sword! This sword was personally made by himself, without the help of any tools, just made out of thin air! It was like a child that had suddenly been born! It was like a lifelong friend that had reunited after a long time, and would always be by his side from now on!
"You have my blood in you, I am a descendant of Yan Huang. You, will keep an eternal memory for me, in this life, and in this life, forever."
Jun Moxie looked at the sword with an unusually gentle gaze, his tone filled with longing, melancholy, and nostalgia. His gaze, seemed to pass through endless time and space, returning to the place that he loved the most, his gaze still determined.
"From now on, your name shall be 'Blood of Yellow Flame'!" Jun Moxie's tone was solemn, but his gaze was suddenly burning, as if his blood was burning! "From now on, in this different world, accompany me to conquer the world, accompany me to dance the winds and clouds! Become the King of Evil, and spread the name of Yan Huang! Kill all the evils in this world, one man and one sword, dominate the world! "
"I will use the blood of all enemies in this world to nourish you, to feed you! In this continent, you, the Blood of Yellow Flame, will become an eternal legend! "Jun Moxie's tone was very low, very serious, very serious. It sounded like he was not murmuring, but issuing a vow!
An earth-shattering vow!
A vow that would last till the end of time!
In the name of Yan Huang!
The long sword let out a clear cry, like the roar of a dragon or a tiger!
The capital!
The Jun Residence was unusually lively during this period of time.
Ever since the expedition team left, Princess Reimu would come to report in almost every day, and she would stay for an entire day. After a period of time, the Empress would also come to visit from time to time.
Grandpa Jun was well aware of the reason for this, but this matter could not be brought out in the open. So, he simply waved his hand. Since Guan Qing Han was not at home, her courtyard was temporarily given to the Empress and Princess Reimu as their resting place.
Every time the Empress came, she would stay in Guan Qing Han's courtyard. She would take out a jade flute and gently play a song. Then, she would quietly sit in the courtyard, not taking a step out of the courtyard. Only when it was time to leave, she would play another song, and then immediately leave, never staying a moment longer.
The sound of the flute was originally melancholy, but the sound of the Empress's flute was even more sorrowful, like weeping and complaining, causing those who heard it to shed tears, and those who heard it to feel sad.
The Empress's face was very calm, and could even be said to be stupefied. But when she was playing these two songs, her expression was focused, and her face was serious. It was as if she was using all her heart, all her soul, to play these two songs. That kind of tranquil grief would make anyone who saw it feel sad.
Even when the Empress was playing, there would sometimes be a kind of … despairing gentleness … helpless sadness … in her eyes …
Every time the sound of the flute sounded, Ye Guhan, who was recuperating in Jun Moxie's courtyard, would be abnormally quiet. Now, he could get up and even walk a few steps, but his body had suffered too much damage, and his vitality was greatly damaged. His right hand, which was holding the sword, had also been cut off from the shoulder. His exquisite swordsmanship was crippled, and his Dantian had exploded. Tian Xuan's cultivation was also gone!
During this period of time, Ye Guhan had become haggard. From a strong Tian Xuan, he had been reduced to a cripple who had lost all his Xuan Qi. Moreover, he had become a complete cripple …
Such a huge gap made Ye Guhan, who was originally a proud and arrogant person, almost go crazy! He had sacrificed for Reimu. Even though he had lost all his cultivation, even though he had become a cripple, he had no regrets, no regrets! He only blamed himself for not dying on the spot, but leaving this crippled body, which was a disgrace to the world. As a proud and arrogant person, he could not accept it in any way, and even once hysterically begged for death!
However, no matter how berserk Ye Gu Han was, he would immediately become like a well-behaved child as soon as the sound of the flute resounded. He would quietly sit there, and accompany the person next door. They would quietly pass this period of time together …
< Recommend a new book: Knife God, book number: 1651770. "I never believe in God, because in front of my knife, no one dares to claim to be God."
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