Senior... It's time to take action.

Su Ji jerked his head up, a trace of incredulous doubt in his reddened eyes.

"Repair it?"

He looked down at the Brightglow Spear on the ground, which was covered in cracks and looked as if it would completely fall apart in the next second, and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Can it really be fixed?"

This disbelieving look completely provoked the pride of the strong within the little red-haired girl.

She raised an eyebrow, the confusion on her face vanishing, replaced by a sense of almost contemptuous certainty.

"Is it that hard?"

Before her voice faded.

She beckoned with her small hand.

The Brightglow Spear lying quietly on the ground, along with its tiny fragments, floated up uncontrollably and slowly fell into her fair, tender little hand.

This was exactly what Su Ji had been waiting for.

He was ecstatic in his heart, but his face still maintained a skeptical expression of "I don't believe it, but I'll watch for now."

Just as she herself had said.

"A spear? What a coincidence."

From the moment he saw her crimson long spear, a bold plan had already taken shape in his mind.

Given this little girl's size and her innocent, naive appearance.

He felt he could fool her three times in one night.

The little red-haired girl held the broken long spear, her slender fingers gently stroking the hideous cracks on the spear's body.

She tilted her head, examined it carefully for a moment, and then curled her lips.

"The material is too inferior."

"And the forging technique is laughably crude."

"Whatever."

The little red-haired girl seemed to lose patience and stopped commenting.

From her jade-white fingertips, a cluster of deep red flame suddenly emerged without warning.

The flame was only the size of a thumb, yet it was as solid as a ruby. It burned quietly, emitting no heat, but causing visible ripples to spread through the surrounding space.

"If you want it to become stronger, you must first melt it completely and then give it a new life."

She shifted her gaze from the flame back to Su Ji's face, her crimson eyes carrying a questioning look.

"Are you willing to part with it?"

A look of immense struggle immediately appeared on Su Ji's face.

He looked at the spear, then at the little red-haired... girl. His lips moved silently for a long time before he finally nodded painfully, as if exhausting all his strength.

"Senior... go ahead."

He closed his eyes, looking as if he couldn't bear to watch.

"Heh."

The little red-haired girl chuckled lightly.

The cluster of deep red flame on her fingertip gently touched the shaft of the Brightglow Spear.

There was no sizzling sound of melting metal as imagined, nor was there a violent burst of light and heat.

The seemingly sturdy long spear, upon contact with the flame, silently turned into a liquid flowing with a lustrous white light, just like ice and snow under the scorching sun.

It hovered in mid-air, bound by an invisible force, slowly rotating.

"Not enough."

The little red-haired girl shook her head, seemingly very dissatisfied with the material.

She reached out her other hand, and the crimson long spear she had been carrying on her shoulder automatically flew in front of her.

She stuck out the tip of her tongue and gently licked her soft pink lips.

Then, she actually opened her small mouth and put the tip of the crimson spear inside.

She then bared her little dragon teeth and took a gentle bite.

"Crunch."

A crisp sound echoed.

The seemingly indestructible spear tip was actually bitten off by her.

She kept the fragment in her mouth, chewed it twice like a jellybean, and then spat it into the floating mass of liquid metal with a "pfft."

As soon as the deep red fragment merged into it, the entire mass of liquid instantly boiled, like cold water dripped into boiling oil.

The lustrous white light and the deep red light frantically intertwined, collided, and merged.

Su Ji could clearly feel an indescribably domineering dragon aura permeating from it.

Just a trace of the escaping aura caused the Desolate Meteor Fallen Dragon Art within his body to circulate on its own, emitting bursts of resisting hums.

"It's still missing a little something."

The little red-haired girl looked at the violently churning liquid, still seemingly unsatisfied.

She frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and finally seemed to make a decision.

She brought her left index finger to her mouth and gently bit it with her pearly teeth.

A drop of dark red blood, tinged with specks of golden light, slowly seeped out.

She flicked the drop of blood with her finger.

The blood bead traced a graceful arc and fell accurately into the boiling liquid metal.

"Boom!"

A majestic wave of energy, ten times stronger than before, erupted with a bang.

At this moment, the mass of liquid seemed to come alive.

The little red-haired girl's face also turned a bit pale due to the loss of this drop of essence blood.

She took a deep breath, hesitated no more, and her hands began to move.

She didn't use any tools; she simply reached her fair, tender little hands directly into the mass of liquid metal that was radiating terrifying heat.

Her fingers nimbly shuttled, kneaded, and stretched through the liquid.

The liquid, capable of melting gold and iron, was as docile as a lump of dough in her hands.

Following her movements, the liquid began to take shape.

The prototype of a spear gradually emerged.

The shaft was more slender and streamlined than the previous Brightglow Spear, carrying a naturally formed, lethal aesthetic.

The tip was no longer simply sharp, but presented a bizarre spiral shape.

The entire process was as smooth as flowing water and drifting clouds, filled with an indescribable sense of rhythm.

"A spear is only useful if it's obedient."

The little red-haired girl's voice suddenly rang out.

As she molded the spear shaft, she spoke without turning her head.

"You have to let it know who the master is."

As she spoke, her hand movements changed, and she actually began to gently slap the gradually forming spear shaft.

The force wasn't heavy, but it carried a peculiar rhythm.

"Smack."

"Smack."

"Smack."

The crisp sounds echoed across the empty wasteland.

Su Ji watched from the side, feeling his mouth go dry.

He swore it was just because the temperature was too high.

Finally, when the last slap fell, the shaping of the entire spear was completely finished.

A brand-new long spear, entirely lustrous white with dense crimson dragon scale patterns covering its shaft, hovered quietly in front of the little red-haired girl.

The aura it exuded was restrained and profound, yet carried a violent rage that could erupt at any moment.

"The final step."

The little red-haired girl looked at her masterpiece and nodded in satisfaction.

She took a deep breath, puffed out her cheeks, and gently blew a breath onto the scalding long spear.

A visible stream of dragon breath surged from her mouth.

"Hiss—"

A violent steaming sound rang out.

The dark red long spear emitted bursts of overwhelmed humming.

The dragon scale patterns on the spear shaft seemed to come alive at this moment, actually beginning to autonomously inhale and exhale the surrounding spiritual energy.

When all the white mist dissipated.

The brand-new long spear had been completely formed.

It hovered quietly in the air.

The little red-haired girl casually beckoned, grasped the spear in her hand, weighed it, and then tossed it to Su Ji as if throwing away trash.

"Take it."

Su Ji subconsciously reached out and caught it.

The moment the spear fell into his grasp, he could clearly feel a heavy, fiery sensation surging endlessly from its shaft.

Just then, the somewhat lazy voice of the little red-haired girl rang out once more: "How about it? My skills are pretty good, aren't they?"

Su Ji gave her a thumbs up. "Senior, you are absolutely amazing!"