Lan Qin’s eyes filled with surprise. “You can actually withstand this much of my power? Could it be that you possess a special physique?”
At that very moment, the aura radiating from Mo Tianxiao was comparable to that of a half-step Dominion Realm cultivator!
A human in the early stage of the Dao Mastery Realm had actually managed to withstand such an immense infusion of cultivation power. Lan Qin could not help wondering what kind of astonishing, heaven-defying physique Mo Tianxiao possessed.
After all, she had never seen the body of a Dao Mastery Realm cultivator reach such a level of strength. Even a body cultivator should not have been capable of this, right?
Mo Tianxiao paid no attention to Lan Qin’s astonishment. As he felt the immense power surging within him, he once again realized how insignificant he was.
Just a tiny portion of power casually bestowed by a Dominion Realm expert had nearly burst his body apart. He still had a long road ahead of him.
With that thought, Mo Tianxiao no longer hesitated. He was determined to secure this position as an elder of the Feather Spirit Clan!
Boom!
A strange flame infused with the Law of Fire ignited in his palm. In an instant, the surrounding space warped beneath its scorching heat.
The precious forging materials before him flew over one after another and arranged themselves in neat rows. At the same time, the strange flame enveloped several hundred pieces of material.
The extreme heat merely touched the precious mineral crystals, yet they already showed faint signs of melting.
“The flame is rather unusual, but... what kind of purification technique is this?”
Lan Qin frowned slightly, completely unable to understand Mo Tianxiao’s methods.
She had never seen such a bizarre technique. Wasn’t material purification supposed to involve using a hammer to beat the impurities out of the materials?
Although using flames of such extreme heat could also purify the materials, it would cause them to melt and damage their internal structure.
Once the structure of the materials was damaged, they would lose their original effects and functions, making successful artifact refinement even more impossible.
Moreover, he was purifying so many precious materials at once. The slightest mistake would cause all his efforts to go to waste.
“Actually, purifying materials for artifact refinement isn’t all that different from alchemy. A fierce assault with intense flames can produce extraordinary results. Of course, since the materials are different, the two methods aren’t exactly the same.”
Mo Tianxiao explained this to Lan Qin while keeping a close eye on the materials’ condition.
The strange flame rapidly burned away some of the impurities. When all the materials had been scorched until they glowed red and softened, Mo Tianxiao moved once more.
He extended a hand toward Lan Qin. “Senior, lend me a hammer.”
Without hesitation, Lan Qin tossed Mo Tianxiao her personal weapon and forging tool—the ordinary Earth-grade treasure, the Golden Thunder Hammer.
She wanted to see exactly what kind of extraordinary technique he possessed.
After catching the imposing great hammer covered in red patterns, Mo Tianxiao’s movements became even faster.
He selected a mineral ore the size of a small mountain, glowing red from the heat. His figure transformed into a blur as he swung the great hammer into motion, violently striking the ore from every direction.
Clang! Clang! Clang...
A continuous series of metallic collisions exploded through the air, causing the surrounding space to tremble violently.
The nearby elders of the Feather Spirit Clan, along with Lan Qin and the others, stared intently at Mo Tianxiao’s movements.
As the ore, which had initially been as large as a small mountain, was compressed smaller and smaller beneath blow after blow, its chaotic shape gradually becoming orderly, the surrounding cultivators revealed looks of disbelief.
“This kid actually looks like he knows what he’s doing?”
“He’s got some skill, but we don’t know whether it’s the real deal yet. Let’s keep watching.”
“Fantastic! It turns out Brother Mo isn’t merely interested in artifact refining—he actually knows what he’s doing. And judging by the look of things, his attainments are quite impressive.”
Everyone was concerned about whether Mo Tianxiao would succeed. Only Mo Xingtian’s expression was extraordinarily grim.
“Impossible! How could this kid possibly possess such skill?!”
Although he didn’t want it to be true, as an artifact refiner who could barely be considered Emperor-grade, he could naturally see Mo Tianxiao’s level. It was far above his own.
At the very least, judging by his techniques alone, the other man’s attainments in artifact refinement were terrifyingly profound!
Lan Qin did not even dare blink. She stared fixedly at Mo Tianxiao’s movements.
“What kind of technique is this? How have I never seen it before?”
Every hammer strike appeared disorderly, yet somehow it rapidly removed the impurities.
For her to become a Venerable-grade artifact refiner, she had to know at least a little of most artifact-refining techniques. Even those she did not know, she had seen before.
She dared say that she knew every artifact-refining technique publicly known in the human world.
Yet the technique Mo Tianxiao was using at this moment was not merely something she had never seen before—she had never even heard of it.
“Bang!”
With the final hammer strike, the ore material, which had been reduced to the size of a water vat, suddenly contracted. Its volume instantly shrank by half.
Countless impurities fell from the surface of the ore. As its temperature dropped and the red glow faded, the ore revealed the purest, most primordial blue radiance.
“How is this possible? Is this what it means to remove impurities perfectly?”
Lan Qin could not help taking several steps forward. She stared at the ore floating in midair and radiating a deep-blue glow, her eyes completely entranced.
She had always believed that she had already brought the purification process to its absolute limit. She had assumed that her failures came from being unable to overcome the fusion stage.
She had never imagined that her understanding had been wrong all along—and wrong in the most thorough fashion.
The reason for her failures had not been the fusion of the materials. It was that she had never purified them to their optimal state in the first place.
“How did you do it? Why could that final strike purify the material to such an astonishing degree?”
Lan Qin could not help grabbing Mo Tianxiao by the shoulder as she asked excitedly.
She seemed to see hope of advancing to become a mid-grade Venerable artifact refiner. If she could master this hammer technique, she would certainly be able to break through the bottleneck that had held back her artifact refinement!
“He actually succeeded! I knew it—Miss Liya’s friend couldn’t possibly be ordinary!”
“Elder Lan is this excited, so it seems this human friend truly does possess some ability. Could our race be gaining another clan-protecting treasure?”
“There are still two more sets of materials. If he succeeds this time as well, our race may have a chance to obtain two clan-protecting treasures!”
The surrounding elders were all extremely excited. Even Lin Ruo’s face revealed a hint of anticipation.
In this starry sky, a high-grade Earth-tier treasure was a rare and invaluable artifact to every major power—one fully qualified to become the clan-protecting treasure of a super clan!
After all, to this day, she had never heard of any faction possessing a top-grade Earth-tier treasure.
Everyone was exceedingly excited and delighted. Everyone, that is, except Mo Xingtian, who was frantically praying that the Feather Spirit Tribe would not manage to refine a high-grade Earth-rank treasure. Otherwise, the plans of his Shamo Tribe would be severely hindered.
“Senior, please calm down. Let me finish processing all the materials and refine the treasure first. We can discuss this matter afterward.”
Lan Qin had one hand clamped down on Mo Tianxiao’s shoulder, making him grimace in pain. What was wrong with this woman? Why was she using so much force? Didn’t she know that she was a powerful expert in the Dominator Realm? What if she accidentally crushed him to death?
“Oh, right. I’m sorry. Go on, go on!”
Lan Qin came to her senses and remembered the situation. Noticing the many gazes surrounding them, she felt her face grow hot and quickly released Mo Tianxiao.
After rolling his shoulder a few times, Mo Tianxiao summoned his strength and worked continuously for several days, finally purifying all the materials. The power within his body was completely exhausted. If he continued using such a vast amount of power that did not belong to him, he feared he would suffer a backlash.
Returning the hammer to Lan Qin, Mo Tianxiao smiled and said, “Elder Lan, I can’t help with what remains. I’ll have to leave it to you.”
“Good. Little fellow, go rest to the side for now. Once I’ve finished refining it, we’ll have a thorough discussion about the art of artifact refinement.”
Lan Qin’s attitude was completely different from before, and even her gaze toward Mo Tianxiao had grown considerably gentler.
Her path to becoming a mid-grade Venerable artifact refiner lay with this little fellow...
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