Chapter 1681
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Looking at the ashen-faced Master Shi who was about to explode at any time, Long Bufan let out a hollow laugh and said, "I'm very sorry for disturbing your refining, but the volcano is about to erupt. Moreover, looking at the extent of the surging magma, the eruption must be very violent, so I couldn't help but remind you."
As he spoke, Long Bufan was also apologetic. He cupped his fists and performed a warrior's salute to Master Shi.
Master Shi was about to lift his hammer when he saw Long Bufan's sincere attitude. His anger subsided a little. He took a deep breath and said slowly in a low voice, "You know, the fact that the Weapon Refining Pavilion was built on top of this volcano means that we are not afraid of the volcano's eruption. Moreover, this eruption is a rare one in a hundred years. The temperature of the lava is as high as ten thousand degrees. It can purify the impurities and make the weapon more perfect."
"But … because you interrupted me when I was about to inscribe the fire seed on the sword embryo, you lost this crucial step. The quality of the weapon will be greatly reduced. It will only be a Saint Level Spiritual Weapon."
At this point, Master Shi's voice became a few decibels sharp. His body could not help but tremble slightly due to his anger.
However, when he heard these words, Long Bufan was slightly startled and said in surprise, "Saint Rank Spiritual Artifact? Isn't this quality good?! "
"Good my ass!" Master Shi's hair stood on end as he shouted hysterically, "I'm tired of refining Saint Level Spiritual Weapons! What I'm after is a Divine Weapon! "
Long Bufan sucked in a breath of cold air secretly. This old man was quite ambitious. However, he did have the ambition to have such ability. Almost all of the Holy Grade Spiritual Weapons used by the upper echelons of the Divine Hall Pavilion came from him.
When this kind of achievement accumulated to a certain extent, what he wanted would naturally be a higher level of development. He wanted to refine the ultimate weapon — a Divine Weapon!
"Brat, if it weren't for the fact that you're a purple-robed deacon of the Divine Hall Pavilion, this old man would have activated the formation in the forging room and pushed you down the volcano to burn you to ashes to vent my anger!" Master Shi glared at Long Bufan and said fiercely. However, his rationality allowed him to restrain himself.
After all, killing a Purple Deacon was a tenth-grade punishment, a capital offense!
He was now half a step in the Divine Transformation Realm. In a few years, he would be able to break through to the Divine Transformation Realm. By then, he would have a lifespan of hundreds of years. Although he had missed the best time to forge a divine artifact today, there would be plenty of opportunities in the future. If he were to be executed for killing a purple-robed deacon, then there would be nothing left.
Master Shi's biggest dream in life was to forge a Divine Weapon with his own hands. He did not want to ruin his lifelong dream because of this stinking brat!
The more Master Shi looked at Long Bufan, the angrier he became. He immediately raised his giant hammer and pointed it at the door of the forging room. "Get out of here!"
"Wait a minute."
Long Bufan shamelessly parted his mouth into a smile. He had seen quite a number of people with strange temperaments. Without further ado, he flipped his hand and a blue glow surged as an AK47 appeared from his storage bag.
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