"Then... can you repair a damaged magical treasure? One that is even higher grade than a top-grade treasure."
Zhang Yuefeng now regarded Ye Chuan as a master blacksmith, her nervous voice rising a few more pitches,
"My master has a Star-Shattering Sword, one of our sect's guardian treasures.
Over a decade ago, in a secret realm, to protect our escape, the spirit sword withstood a direct blow from a great demon at the Transforming Spirit stage. The blade shattered for the most part, and the weapon spirit inside was severely injured.
All these years, the sect has sought out countless master blacksmiths to no avail. Even the weapon spirit is on the verge of falling silent..."
By the end, her tone carried a note of dejection.
The Star-Shattering Sword was not only her master's personal sword but also one of the symbols of the Mystic Moon Sect. Watching it decline day by day filled everyone in the sect with regret.
Hearing this, Ye Chuan glanced up at her.
Transforming Spirit stage? Great demon?
How did those two get mixed up?
But Ye Chuan quickly realized it was because he had been involved in too many high-level conflicts, forgetting what a Transforming Spirit stage cultivator meant to the vast majority of practitioners on the Tianxuan Continent.
In some sects, one could even become a sect master.
Thinking of his own forging function, Ye Chuan continued, "I can give it a try. The labor fee for the repair is five hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones."
Since this was Ye Chuan's first time repairing a weapon, he couldn't guarantee success.
So, the price he quoted wasn't high.
"Five hundred thousand?!" Zhang Yuefeng was stunned for a moment, but then she breathed a sigh of relief. As long as it could be repaired, the sect could gather the money and materials!
Thinking of this, her voice trembled with excitement,
"No problem! The spirit stones are not an issue! I'll return to the sect right now and tell my master! Master, you must wait for us!"
As soon as the words left her mouth, Zhang Yuefeng, clutching her Moon Radiance Sword, hurried out the door at a brisk pace, her maid almost unable to keep up.
Hu Li watched her fiery departing figure, blinked her round eyes, and ran to Ye Chuan's side.
"Boss, is that Star-Shattering Sword the sister mentioned very powerful?"
Ye Chuan rubbed her fox ears. Hu Li seemed ticklish, her face turning red as she dared not move.
Ye Chuan said, "Who knows? To me, it's nothing precious."
Ye Chuan's backpack was filled with a pile of ores obtained from the Mystic Crystal Abyss. Forging a top-grade magical treasure was just a matter of lifting a finger.
"Boss, I... I feel a bit strange..." Hu Li squirmed slightly as Ye Chuan pinched her ears, her skin flushing a shade of pink.
"Hmm?" Ye Chuan snapped back to attention and touched her forehead, finding it quite warm.
"Could you have a fever?"
"I... I don't know." Hu Li hugged her own fox ears. "Touching... here... feels so strange..."
"Like this?" Hearing this, Ye Chuan said, "Alright then, I won't touch them randomly."
"Boss, I... I don't dislike it..."
"......"
...
Meanwhile, Zhang Yuefeng flew back on her sword all the way to the Mystic Moon Sect.
The sect was situated atop a mist-shrouded mountain peak, with white jade steps and glazed tiles. Two enormous moonstone carvings stood vivid and lifelike at the mountain gate, and the sword-qi-formed protective formation shimmered with a faint silver glow under the sunlight.
She didn't even have time to greet the gate guards, directly passing through the mountain path lined with ancient thousand-year pines, rushing towards Elder Xuanye's residence.
"Master! Master!" She pushed the door open abruptly. An elder was sitting by the window, playing chess, looking perfectly at ease.
"Such fluster is unbecoming." Elder Xuanye looked up, seeing his disciple in such a state, and shook his head helplessly.
Zhang Yuefeng paid no mind, rushing before her master and recounting everything about the Moon Radiance Sword and Ye Chuan's words in detail. Finally, gripping her master's arm, her eyes filled with hope,
"Master, that master said he can repair it!"
Hearing this, Elder Xuanye's brows furrowed slightly. His gaze fell on a spot not far behind him—
On the altar rested a broken spirit sword, its blade dull and lifeless, with only a faint glimmer of spiritual light flickering within, like an old man's last breath in the wind.
Elder Xuanye withdrew his gaze, simply looking at his disciple. "The master you spoke of, does he truly possess such skill?"
"Absolutely true! The power of my Moon Radiance Sword increased by over ten percent!" Zhang Yuefeng presented the sword to her master.
"Increased by ten percent..."
Ten percent meant little to Elder Xuanye, but if it was a casual ten percent increase, that changed things.
According to his disciple, the treasure's power could seemingly be improved further.
In all the world, could there really be such good fortune?
Elder Xuanye carefully sensed the spiritual energy within the Moon Radiance Sword, the wrinkles on his face smoothing out a bit. He stood up, his heart roiling with shock:
"Excellent, excellent! Yuefeng, we go down the mountain now!"
The sword's power had indeed increased by ten percent, and Zhang Yuefeng said it only took a few moments.
This was nothing short of a miracle!
Elder Xuanye quickly walked over to his own broken spirit sword, then carefully stored it in his storage pouch.
The two hurriedly flew out from the residence. Perhaps because of their urgent demeanor, they happened to bump into another elder dressed in dark robes.
"Xuanye, where are you off to in such a hurry?" the elder inquired.
"Xuanyan, I'll tell you when I return." Xuanye didn't want to delay for a moment, sidestepping the elder to continue flying.
"Hey?! You... usually so calm and composed, this guy..." Elder Xuanyan was immediately intrigued and quickly followed.
"Xuanye, tell me."
"Why are you following?!"
"Come on~"
Seeing Xuanyan insist on coming, Xuanye, along with his disciple, explained the situation. Hearing about a master blacksmith appearing near Mystic Crystal City, Xuanyan's expression turned peculiar.
"That is truly strange. I've been to that area plenty, but I've never heard of any master blacksmith?"
"Xuanye, you're a thousand years old after all. Don't let yourself be swindled."
"If there's truly a chance to repair Star-Shattering, what's the harm in making a trip?"
Xuanye could only choose to believe for now. After all, he could sense the change in Yuefeng's spirit sword. He had sought countless blacksmiths for Star-Shattering before, yet none possessed such methods.
Now that an opportunity lay before him, he naturally was unwilling to let it pass.
"Fine, I'll accompany you to take a look. I'm also curious about this so-called master." Xuanyan stroked his beard, saying cheerfully.
The trio reached Ye Chuan's shop before sunset. As soon as they entered, Hu Li immediately stepped forward to greet them. Recognizing Zhang Yuefeng, she smiled and said,
"You've returned."
"Yes." Zhang Yuefeng asked immediately, "Is the master in the shop?"
"He is." Hu Li went to find Ye Chuan.
Meanwhile, Xuanye and Xuanyan were examining the flag outside the door—
[The World's Number One Master Blacksmith]
"What bold claims..."
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
