Chapter 677
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"Understood. Then I'll leave it to you, Master Lin." Long Bufan nodded. Refining weapons was the same as refining pills. There was a chance of failure. He could understand this.
Although a ten percent failure rate was already very good, it still made Long Bufan a little nervous. However, compared to the seventy percent failure rate of other low and middle level Spirit Casting Masters, he still felt that it was better to spend more money for peace of mind.
"Phew!"
Long Bufan took a deep breath and sat down cross-legged. The Devouring Evil Sword was very important to him. Moreover, it was hard to tell what was in a person's heart. Therefore, he did not plan to leave it for the next two days.
"Squeak squeak ~" Xiao Bai also jumped from Long Bufan's shoulder to the side. It leaned against Long Bufan's side and lazily lay down. The temperature of the forging room made it feel very warm.
Seeing that Long Bufan had chosen to stay here, Master Lin only glanced at Long Bufan indifferently and didn't say anything. Then, he moved the materials to the side of the cauldron.
Looking at Master Lin, who was about to start, Long Bufan silently prayed in his heart, "Please succeed …"
"Chi ~!"
Then, Master Lin waved his hand and the Devouring Evil Sword suddenly floated in the air. At the same time, his eyes suddenly became sharp and two balls of demonic purple light flashed. Then, they directly penetrated his eyes and burst out, condensing into a ball of purple flame in front of him.
"Soul Flame!"
Long Bufan looked at the ball of dark purple flame that suddenly appeared in front of Master Lin and was shocked. He knew that this was the Soul Flame that only Spirit Casting Masters could use. It was a kind of powerful flame that could only be produced when one's spiritual energy was condensed to the extreme. Its temperature was comparable to that of a Flame Essence.
The main reason why Spirit Casting Masters were far superior to ordinary Weapon Forgers was that they could condense this type of Soul Fire. No matter how hard something was, it could be melted in an instant.
Moreover, even cultivators who had reached the Divine Sea Realm did not dare to take the attack of the Soul Fire head on. After all, it was a terrifying flame that could even burn and corrode one's Primordial Spirit. If one's Primordial Spirit was injured, it would be an extremely serious sequela for a cultivator. It would greatly affect one's future martial path.
After summoning his Spiritual Flame, Master Lin's expression gradually turned solemn. With a wave of his sleeve, the Spiritual Flame spread out. Like the shadow of a fire beast, it instantly swallowed the Devouring Spirit Evil Sword that was floating in the air.
"Buzz!"
The Spirit-devouring Evil Sword trembled violently as it was enveloped by the Spirit Fire, emitting a series of sword cries.
In the face of this situation, Master Lin's expression remained calm. He unhurriedly took out a piece of dark gold iron essence from the pile of materials beside him. Soon after, his eyes widened as another ball of Spirit Fire appeared and enveloped the fist-sized piece of iron essence.
"Chi chi chi!!!"
The incomparably hard iron essence melted under the burning of the Spirit Fire at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye. Some greyish black impurities were expelled by Master Lin's spiritual sense. They dripped onto the floor and instantly corroded into small holes.
One could imagine just how terrifyingly high the temperature was.
Long Bufan, who was sitting cross-legged by the door of the forging room, stared at every step of Master Lin's crafting process in astonishment. He could feel that while the iron essence was being smelted, Master Lin's spiritual energy had turned into thousands of threads of spiritual energy and entered the iron essence, changing the hardened structure of the iron essence.
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