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"Throw it into the wilderness and blow up the Mystical Beast, let it be turned upside down..."
Lin Qiubai smiled happily, perhaps he could blow up a few powerful Mystical Beasts from Transcendence Peak.
"No, no, no, this energy is just right for rapid refining; it would be a waste to throw it away."
Lin Qiubai thought to himself.
He swallowed hard.
He had just realized that under the scorching and violent energy, the rust on the Sword Embryo was showing signs of melting.
Although the melting speed was very slow.
Compared to refining with Comet Flame for one or two months, this speed was already considered lightning fast.
Lin Qiubai smirked.
This expression in the eyes of the weapon spirit seemed like a great terror had descended.
"Wow, what are you going to do now?"
The weapon spirit's eyelids twitched wildly, vaguely sensing that at this moment, Lin Qiubai was more dangerous than a giant cauldron about to explode.
"I've found a shortcut to refine the Sword Embryo, but the intensity of the flames isn't enough."
The bolder a person is, the greater the resources they can obtain.
This principle holds true everywhere.
One must be audacious and continue to increase the firepower; otherwise, who knows when he would fully refine this Sword Embryo.
"Still... still adding?!"
The spirit of the artifact nearly burst out of Lin Qiubai's body, fleeing for its life.
Can we play a little normally?
Such an exaggerated refining method is not refining the Sword Embryo, but refining one's own life!
Lin Qiubai scoffed at the spirit's cowardice.
The Sealing Array beneath him had already unleashed hundreds of formations, along with the reinforced formation of the cauldron.
"As long as the formation is strong enough, no matter how fiercely it burns, I can suppress it. Right now, I'm in complete control of the rhythm."
With that, Lin Qiubai fixed the giant cauldron to the ground.
Hundreds of formations sprang forth at his command, tightly interlocking with the previous formations to create a heavy sealing force.
With such a terrifying number of formations, sealing an early-stage Creation Realm martial artist was more than sufficient.
Lin Qiubai was full of confidence.
Of course, the One Thought Teleportation Array Technique was already prepared.
Once he sensed something amiss, he would immediately retreat.
This was a backup plan.
"You see, nothing is wrong at all..."
Lin Qiubai observed that although the giant cauldron's belly continued to emit explosive sounds, he felt a mix of fear and excitement, but at least it was safe for now. Moreover, the cauldron seemed to be gradually stabilizing.
"What does this indicate? It shows that my mastery of Formation has reached its peak, refined to perfection, and is truly extraordinary."
With that, Lin Qiubai once again inserted six hundred thousand Supreme Origin Stones. These had been gifted to him by his Senior Brothers and had remained unused until now. Throwing them all in felt quite satisfying.
As the six hundred thousand Supreme Origin Stones fell into the cauldron's belly and were completely detonated, the flames within surged once more.
The cauldron trembled incessantly, with a deafening roar echoing around.
It was as if a monstrous creature was thrashing about inside the cauldron.
But the supreme power kept it suppressed.
It could only act like a volcano that had been repeatedly restrained, pouring forth its terrifying energy into the Sword Embryo.
Waves of energy, having been violently transformed by Comet Flame, crashed fiercely against the Sword Embryo.
It felt like countless heavy hammers striking simultaneously.
In a short time, the broad blade of the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword narrowed by half, while the remaining blade became extremely condensed, no longer showing any signs of rust or decay.
The effect was remarkably evident.
Lin Qiubai felt a surge of excitement.
Once again, he sensed that the flames were not burning fiercely enough.
After pondering for a moment, Lin Qiubai opened his Storage Ring and retrieved a piece of One Hundred Thousand Year Old Wood.
This is a King-Level Treasure scanned in the Imperial Capital.
There is an Innate Formation on top.
"I wonder if it will be unusually stimulating when it burns?"
Lin Qiubai murmured to himself, captivated by the feeling of that energy rampaging within the giant cauldron.
Explosive pleasure!
He threw it!
"Ah, ah, ah..."
The artifact spirit couldn't stop him in time and saw a piece of brown ancient wood being engulfed by the blazing Inferno.
It hurt so much that it felt like his Heart was about to burst.
A piece of One Hundred Thousand Year Old Wood containing an Innate Formation is rare and sought after by many Refiners.
Yet now, it was casually used as fuel by its rebellious master, a sheer waste.
"Out with the old, in with the new. Do not dwell on gains and losses; remaining unperturbed by praise or blame is the true way."
Lin Qiubai calmed the artifact spirit's emotions, his pupils reflecting a deep red from the Inferno within the cauldron.
This kind of scorching energy cannot be directly looked at by ordinary warriors; their eyes would be burned.
Lin Qiubai was also able to gaze directly at that brilliant red only because his eyes were protected by Soul Ice Flame.
Under the terrifying energy's relentless forging, the Sword Embryo was beginning to reveal its brilliance.
"Look quickly, the cauldron... the cauldron... has feet!"
The artifact spirit began to exaggerate its cries again. Lin Qiubai impatiently glanced in the direction indicated by the artifact spirit's little hand, stunned for a moment.
It turned out that the Three-Legged cauldron had already been roasted to a bright red, and the temperature was so high that it melted the meteorite surface beneath it.
The Formation at the bottom of the Refining Pit was also rapidly destroyed.
With the Formation losing its blocking effect, the giant cauldron fell faster.
In the blink of an eye, it sank into the depths of the meteorite.
Lin Qiubai was left speechless; the situation seemed to be beyond control.
He dared not try to hold up the giant cauldron. That terrifying heat could melt his energy, and could Lin Qiubai support it for a moment, let alone for a lifetime?
He could only watch helplessly as it melted into a bottomless cauldron-shaped pit, falling into the abyss.
"This is a disaster! The Sword Embryo is gone, the One Hundred Thousand Year Old Wood is gone, and three million Supreme Origin Stones are also gone!"
The artifact spirit was extremely frustrated and kept lamenting.
Below the meteorite was certainly an Inferno; Comet Flame was an otherworldly fire whose temperature was at least as high as Lin Qiubai's earlier artificial flames.
Lin Qiubai was at a loss for words. Without hesitation, he began to fill in the pit with Formation seals, sealing off where the giant cauldron had melted and adding thousands of reinforced Formations along with illusion arrays.
Then he took out Refining Materials and roughly crafted a giant cauldron resembling the original, using Soul Ice Flame to simulate cold air, securely placing it back in its original spot.
Everything left no trace behind.
Lin Qiubai could see no signs of what had happened and finally satisfied, he clapped his hands and left with a flourish.
As for whether he buried a bomb beneath Refining Artifact Cloud Peak, that would be dealt with when the time came.
The Senior Brothers of Refining Artifact Cloud Peak felt something strange during their recent artifact refining sessions.
Often, after refining for an hour, the temperature at the bottom of the Refining Pit would surge.
Several Senior Brothers, who were refining precious Spirit-Level High-Grade Artifacts, chose to endure the heat, but unexpectedly found it so unbearable that they fainted.
The Elders investigated but could not find a reason and had to give up.
However, incidents occurred frequently during these days.
Some Senior Brothers developed lingering effects; as soon as they entered the bottom of the Refining Pit, their legs would go weak.
They couldn't help but feel irritable.
They could not focus on refining artifacts.
"It might be that refining Mystical Artifacts is too exhausting. It's just a psychological effect; it must be a psychological effect."
An Elder stood at the bottom of the pit, demonstrating by example.
For thousands of years, there had never been an accident at the bottom of the Refining Pit.
It was considered one of the safest places in Yun Yin Sheng Zong.
How could it possibly cause disciples to faint?
An hour passed.
The Elder vaguely sensed something was off. He wasn't refining Mystical Artifacts, yet he was already drenched in sweat, feeling dizzy, with a hint of irritation growing within him.
"I can't give in; I have to hold on!"
The Elder gritted his teeth and held on tightly; he couldn't let himself lose face.
Otherwise, where is the authority?
Two hours later.
Elder stood tall like a pine tree.
The disciples gradually relaxed.
"It seems there really is no problem; we were just being overly suspicious."
"Yeah, we need to pay attention to balancing work and rest in the future."
The disciples turned and headed towards the bottom of the Meteorite Crater.
They continued refining their tools.
After a short tea break, Elder slowly moved his feet and arrived at the lounge.
Before he could sit down properly,
he suddenly collapsed on the ground, convulsing, foaming at the mouth, and drenched in cold sweat.
"I can't take it anymore; I need to report to the Sect Master..."
Elder was still shaken; it was too terrifying!
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