Chapter 73: Chapter 73: Artifact Refining Again
Zhao Zuo quickly prepared dinner and ate his fill, paying no mind to Shen Yunjiao’s strange expression.
Of course, Zhao Zuo knew why her expression was so strange, but to him, it was just a minor shock for her.
He wasn’t about to deliberately slow his Cultivation progress just to hide his abilities; that would only hinder his own growth in strength.
For him, every single second was worth shiny Spirit Stones. He had no time to waste.
Inside the Earth Fire Chamber, Zhao Zuo meticulously carried out the preparatory work, just as he had last time. First, he cleaned the forging platform and the mold with Clear Water. Then, he used an iron-smelting pot to melt the Spirit Iron in the furnace fire. Finally, he filled the cleaned Spirit Pen with Spirit Ink.
Even though he already had one successful experience, Zhao Zuo didn’t dare to be the least bit careless. He picked up the iron-smelting pot and poured the molten Spirit Iron into the mold through its opening.
Next came the most crucial step: inscribing the Spirit Pattern Path.
Zhao Zuo found a clean spot and held his breath, Concentrating Spirit. When his mind was as still as water, he stood up, picked up the Spirit Pen, and began to channel his Mana. It flowed out evenly from his right hand as the silver Spirit Ink left a trail on the mold’s surface.
Everything went smoothly at first. Zhao Zuo kept the reason for yesterday’s failure firmly in mind, maintaining a constant, unfluctuating output of Mana. With no emotional ripples in his heart, he focused on Concentrating Spirit and inscribing.
Suddenly, Zhao Zuo’s right hand faltered slightly. The trail of Spirit Ink stuttered, and the Spirit Patterns in Zhao Zuo’s view immediately combusted, turning into a wisp of black smoke that gradually dissipated into the air.
A failure.
Zhao Zuo refilled the Spirit Pen with Spirit Ink and began inscribing again.
It was precisely the difficulty of inscribing Spirit Patterns that made Artifact Refiners so rare. A single failure wasn’t enough to crush his confidence in Artifact Refining. This time, the failure stemmed from a momentary loss of muscle control.
Zhao Zuo brandished the pen and began again. After failing twice more for various reasons, he gradually found a spark of inspiration and became more calm and at ease as he inscribed.
This time, he finally completed the Spirit Patterns. The Spiritual Light of the patterns on the mold’s surface began to flow like water. Its lines were incomparably beautiful, possessing a breath and life of their own.
All of this proved that Zhao Zuo had succeeded in inscribing the Spirit Patterns once again.
Zhao Zuo’s Mana surged, gathering in his palm like a tidal wave and finally forming a bright sphere. He clenched his fist around the Mana ball, feeling the constantly roiling Spiritual Pressure within.
Slowly, he began to press his arm down. The sphere drew closer to the mold’s surface, and then he suddenly thrust it downward with force.
As the Mana ball approached, the flowing light on the surface of the Spirit Pattern Path spread outwards, growing stronger.
’If I can master the art of Artifact Refining,’ Zhao Zuo thought with a thrill of excitement, ’I’ll only need to spend four to six hours a day on it to earn thirty Spirit Stones.’
’That’s equivalent to... a stable income of nine hundred Spirit Stones a month.’
BOOM.
As Zhao Zuo’s mind was wandering, a flash of Gold light spread out from the mold and seeped into his head. A cool sensation spread outwards, and it felt as if his very Soul was slowly ascending and transforming.
The sensation lasted for about three seconds before disappearing. Furthermore, half of his Mana had been consumed, and he would need to spend time replenishing it before he could continue Refining Magical Artifacts.
At this thought, Zhao Zuo immediately sat down cross-legged. Within a few seconds, he entered a state of deep meditation. The dense Heaven and Earth Spiritual Power from the surroundings gathered toward his body, underwent Refinement in his Meridians, and finally settled in his Dantian.
Time is forgotten in Cultivation. When Zhao Zuo opened his eyes again, his Mana was fully restored. It was around nine o’clock at night. Unfortunately, there was no moon, making the surroundings incredibly dark.
Zhao Zuo adjusted his mental and physical state, then stood up and placed more Spirit Iron into the iron-smelting pot to heat and melt. Once all the preparations were complete, he began inscribing the Spirit Patterns for a second time, aiming to increase his output as much as possible.
Zhao Zuo planned to save the final stages of detailing and polishing the Magical Artifacts for later, after he had accumulated a few Blade Embryos. This would be more time-efficient. Besides, he wanted to take advantage of his current hot streak to forge another acceptable Blade Embryo.
He was much more proficient this time. After failing once, he succeeded on the second attempt.
Zhao Zuo took a deep breath. Channeling his Mana, his palm grew slightly hot, as if a ball of fire were burning within it.
Slowly, he pressed his palm against the surface of the mold. As his Mana poured in, the Spirit Patterns were successfully branded into the Magical Artifact’s interior. A delicate and precise pattern of Spirit Patterns appeared in the core of the artifact, and a wisp of Spiritual Light spread outwards from within it, containing its own spirituality.
This meant... the third Magical Artifact had been successfully Refined.
Next, Zhao Zuo prepared to perfect the Magical Artifact’s exterior. He picked up a small Forging Hammer and carefully tapped at the uneven spots on the artifact’s surface.
Each strike was delivered with precise force, gradually smoothing out the Magical Artifact’s shape.
Afterward, he took out a Sharpening Stone and began to put an edge on the Magical Artifact’s blade. With extreme meticulousness, he would periodically bring the blade up to his eyes for a close inspection, striving to grind the edge until it was both Sharp and even.
Finally, Zhao Zuo poured out some nearly transparent Spirit Water from a bucket. This Spirit Water was said to be a type of man-made Spiritual Material. It required tossing a large number of Spirit Stones into a pool of water and letting it sit for several years. The water in the pool would then gain a certain degree of spirituality, allowing it to be used as a material for the final Quenching step for Magical Artifacts.
In total, it took four hours to finally finish forging these two Magical Artifacts.
The night grew deeper. As his tense nerves relaxed, a wave of exhaustion, like a roaring tsunami, washed over him. Dragging his heavy feet, he left the Earth Fire Chamber.
It felt as if every muscle in his body went limp. The wide corridor was dimly lit, and the environment was so quiet he could hear his own breathing.
Zhao Zuo walked into his bedroom and turned on the pipe that supplied hot water. The hot water gradually filled the wooden bathtub as warm, humid air washed over his face. Steam from the water obscured his vision. Zhao Zuo stripped off his clothes and stepped into the tub, the hot water enveloping his body. He enjoyed the comfort of the soak in the tranquility.
After his bath, Zhao Zuo slowly rose from the tub, returned to his bedroom, and sat on the bed.
Zhao Zuo took the Sky-Breaking Saber from a hidden clasp at his waist. When not activated, the Sky-Breaking Saber appeared unremarkable. Its color was a rather normal metallic hue with a faint cyan tint. When activated, however, it would erupt with a blinding silver light.
He had forged two Magical Artifacts today and earned two Creation Points. He had finally saved up enough Creation Points to upgrade the Sky-Breaking Saber, and he planned to do so tonight.
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