“Where exactly did things go wrong? Why does it fail every time I reach the material fusion stage?”
Lan Qin flew into the air, her face filled with confusion and frustration.
She had attempted to refine a high-grade Earth Law treasure more than five times. Each time, she had identified flaws in the process and drawn closer to success.
Yet she had remained unable to make a breakthrough at the stage of fusing the materials.
“Could it be that the order of fusion is wrong?”
Lan Qin began to suspect as much. Other than that, she could think of no other possibility.
After all, there couldn’t possibly be anything wrong with the materials themselves.
“Little Friend Mo, it seems you won’t need to accept any punishment after all.”
Lan Qin’s failure made Lin Ruo even more interested in Mo Tianxiao. A human at the Dao Mastery Realm had actually been able to spot a problem in the refining process of a master-level artifact refiner. Could humans truly be more gifted than other races in this regard?
Of course, that was impossible. There were probably only a handful of humans like Mo Tianxiao in the entire human world.
“Pure luck. Nothing more,” Mo Tianxiao said with a faint smile. “Since this junior has won, then Senior’s promise...”
Having won the wager, he was about to become an elder of the Feather Spirit Clan. There were so many elf girls in the clan—he would have to work hard to fleece them for all they were worth.
“Mo Tianxiao! Refining an Earth Law treasure is difficult to begin with. Failure is perfectly normal. You merely stepped in shit and happened to guess right.
“Besides, the terms of the wager were that you had to assist Elder Lan in completing the refinement and successfully produce the treasure before you could be considered the winner. Right now, all you’ve done is avoid prison!”
Mo Xingtian, who could not stand seeing Mo Tianxiao enjoy even the slightest bit of good fortune, remembered the wager’s terms perfectly and immediately stepped forward to rebuke him.
It was bad enough that this man had luckily escaped imprisonment. There was no way Mo Xingtian would allow him to receive the treatment reserved for an elder of the Feather Spirit Clan!
“That was skill, Brother Mo. Why didn’t you dare make the bet? Why couldn’t you guess correctly? You’re just jealous of Brother Mo!”
Liya immediately shot back at Mo Xingtian.
She had long found this idiot unbearable. Why was he shamelessly lingering around the Feather Spirit Clan? Couldn’t he tell that no one here welcomed him?
Mo Xingtian’s expression darkened under Liya’s rebuke, but he said nothing further.
So what if he was jealous? He was jealous!
Why should a weak human receive the Feather Spirit Clan’s attention? Why should his fiancée take a liking to this weak human? In what way was he inferior to this damned human?
Nearby, Xuan Bingji wore a somewhat regretful expression. With her arms folded across her chest, she looked at Mo Tianxiao with clear displeasure in her eyes.
If only he had lost the wager. Then he would have obediently accepted becoming her servant.
“All right, Little Ya. Stop arguing. Young Master Mo is right—the wager is only half complete.”
Lin Ruo turned to Mo Tianxiao and smiled. “Little Friend Mo, would you like to give it a try? Even if you fail, there will be no punishment.”
In her judgment, Lan Qin might not necessarily succeed in refining the treasure she wanted with the remaining two sets of materials. Rather than let them go to waste, she might as well let this boy try.
There would be no loss if he failed. But if he succeeded, the Feather Spirit Clan’s foundation would be strengthened once again.
Hearing Lin Ruo’s words, Mo Tianxiao wore an embarrassed expression. “Senior, I’d certainly like to help, but my cultivation is too weak. Even if I possess the necessary skills, I wouldn’t be able to put them to use.”
With his current strength, merely purifying the Demon Essence Star Ore would probably take him a great deal of time, let alone refining a high-grade Earth-tier Dharma treasure. There were quite a few materials involved that were comparable to the Demon Essence Star Marrow.
If he were the one doing it, he probably wouldn’t even finish purifying the materials in less than a century.
He might be able to give it a try once he broke through to the Dao-Proving Realm.
Lin Ruo chuckled. “So, if your strength were sufficient, you really could help Lan Qin refine it successfully?”
Mo Tianxiao nodded. “I’d say there’s an eighty percent chance.”
Lan Qin’s artifact-refining skills were unquestionably at the Sovereign level, and she was probably only a step away from reaching the mid-grade Sovereign level. With such an experienced artifact refiner, Mo Tianxiao was confident he could help her advance another step.
Although he was merely a high-grade Emperor-level artifact refiner, his refining techniques were definitely superior to Lan Qin’s.
After all, skills he had comprehended and learned himself could never be compared to skills directly instilled into him by the system.
“Good. I’ll let you give it a try.”
“Lan Qin, have Little Friend Mo assist you and try refining it one more time.”
Lan Qin: “???”
Lan Qin had been preparing to attempt the refinement for a second time when her clan leader sent over a human in the early stage of the Dao Mastery Realm to assist her. For a moment, she was completely dumbfounded.
“Clan Leader, you’re not joking, are you?”
Lin Ruo asked Lan Qin, “Are you confident that you can refine it successfully?”
Lan Qin shook her head. “No…”
“Let him try. It doesn’t matter if you fail.”
And so, Mo Tianxiao stood beside Lan Qin with his head still spinning, staring at the hundreds of precious materials before him and swallowing hard.
Among all these materials, the Demon Essence Star Ore could only be considered the most ordinary.
No wonder the Feather Spirit Clan was so generous as to open even the Ancient Realm to exploration by other races.
“Human, what do you plan to do?”
Although Lan Qin did not believe that Mo Tianxiao could help her, the clan leader had already given the order, so naturally she had nothing to say. Besides, if this attempt failed, she would have someone else to share the pressure with.
“Elder Lan, you’ll still be the one refining the artifact. However, when it comes to purifying these materials, you’ll need to follow my instructions.”
“Oh? Are you saying there’s something wrong with my purification technique?”
A mocking smile appeared on Lan Qin’s face. Purification was the most basic step in artifact refinement, yet this inexperienced young man was actually questioning the purification methods of a Sovereign-level artifact refiner.
If he had not been a member of the human race, she might have lost her temper on the spot.
The technique she used to purify materials had been learned from the human race, and she had long since mastered it to perfection. She had used this same technique for so many years without ever changing it.
“I don’t know who taught you your purification technique, but to be honest, it’s somewhat crude. It can remove most of the impurities from the materials, but it can’t achieve complete purification.”
Mo Tianxiao understood how humans thought. They always held something back, knowing the principle that teaching one’s apprentice everything would leave the master with nothing to eat. Cultivators of other races might not understand that.
The person who taught Lan Qin artifact refinement had either not taught her the complete technique—or she had yet to master it fully.
“Hmph, my technique is crude? Fine. If you think you’re so capable, then you do it. Let me see what profound methods you have.”
“Junior, let me make this clear first: if you fail to satisfy me... I’ll make you regret it.”
Lan Qin had a temper as well. As a venerable-grade artifact refiner—and a cultivator in the Dominion Realm—she had actually been told that her technique was crude!
Mo Tianxiao looked somewhat troubled. “Senior, I would like to do it myself, but my cultivation is insufficient. Handling so many precious materials would likely waste far too much of everyone’s time.”
“What’s so difficult about that? I’ll lend you my power!”
With that, Lan Qin stretched out her slender hand and slapped Mo Tianxiao on the back. In the next instant, a terrifying surge of power poured violently into his body like a flash flood, nearly filling him to the brim in a single moment.
“Mm!”
Mo Tianxiao let out a muffled grunt, his eyes widening abruptly. The vast power nearly burst his body apart before it finally slowed to a stop just as he reached his limit.
+ Slow Paced + Main Character Thrives Together with His Disciples】 Transmigrated into a cultivation world, Chu Xingchen awakens a discipleship system that reveals the tags of his disciples! Starting from scratch, he builds the strongest sect. Disciple One: Li Yingling 【Gold Tag: Genius Cultivator】【Purple Tag: Extremely Lucky】【Blue Tag: Bewitchingly Beautiful】 Disciple Two: Li Hangtian 【Gold Tag: Reincarnated】【Purple Tag: Ruthless and Decisive】【Blue Tag: Loyal and Noble】 Disciple Three: ??? 【Orange Tag: Alluring Demoness】【???】【???】 Thus, in the cultivation world, an unremarkable little sect appears out of nowhere, but little do others know that each member of this sect is a powerhouse in their own right. The book is also known as: Cultivation? It's Exactly Like This!
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
