C164 I give you this right

What he did not know was that this was the result of Yi Yan intentionally slowing down his speed. After the change in Necropolis of God, the Yin Yang Taiji Sphere had absorbed all the energy in the golden light and the temperature of the blazing flame had also increased by several times. If Yi Yan were to use his full strength, he would probably be able to melt all of these materials in an instant.

Ignoring Yang Sheng's wide-open eyes, Yi Yan focused on his next step.

Little by little, black impurities were removed by Yi Yan from the continuously churning balls of liquid. Like a light drizzle, the ground in front of him, which was around a foot squared, was covered with a shallow layer of grayish-black color.

Until there was no more impurities to be felt, Yi Yan's hands that had been still started to move. Streams of complex and complicated Spirit Arts were shot out quickly, so fast that Yang Shuo, who was unable to see clearly, could only feel the Spirit Arts flying in front of his eyes, as though a moth had shot into a half-formed flying sword.

Accompanied by the sound of the flying sword being unable to bear the load, Yi Yan quickly moved his hands forward. At the same time the last solid Spirit Arts was released, a thunderous voice exploded beside Yang Shuo, his master and his sister, the Shangguan siblings, "Done!"

The four people who were completely focused on the flying sword were startled by this shout. When they looked again, they only saw that the flying sword floating in front of Yi Yan seemed to have flashed with a silvery-white light, and after that, they quietly stopped moving.

Is … is it done?

The stammering Yang Shuo almost bit off his own tongue.

It only took four hours to finish the refinement?

Yang Shuo suddenly thought back to a scene from one hundred and thirty years ago. A famous Master Refiner with a handful of low rank Spiritual Sword in his hand said to him proudly, "Refining a set of Spiritual Artifact in three days, my speed is unrivaled even in the entire Cultivation Realm!"

Right now, what Yang Shuo wanted to do the most was to capture that extremely arrogant guy and viciously beat him up. "You used three days and no one else is able to compare to you, then who cares if he only used four hours?"

Yang Shuo pinched his thigh heavily, as though he was in a dream, and asked in a daze: "Senior Yi Yan, this flying sword …"

Yi Yan laughed softly as he threw the flying sword towards Yang Shuo.

Although he had yet to check the grade of this flying sword, he was still in good condition during the refining process. At the very least, the quality wouldn't be too low.

In disbelief, she caressed the flying sword in her hand. Yang Han carefully forced a drop of blood from his fingertip and dripped it on the sword.

< p > "Ah!"

After a scream, Yang Shuo was suddenly stunned, as though he had been possessed by an evil spirit.

< p > "Master!" Master, what happened to you? "

Jiang Huan didn't know what happened. After pouncing on him with a burning heart, he tightly hugged Yang Shuo's body and started shaking. His head was covered with sweat;

< p > "Hm?"

Yi Yan couldn't help but frown. Would there be an accident when one dripped their blood on their master?

How was this possible?

Before Yi Yan could take a closer look, Yang Sheng, who had been severely shaken by Jiang Huan, had already come back to his senses. He turned his head to look at Yi Yan, his eyes glazed over as he spoke out a few words like he was in a dream, "Ex-Ex-Ex-Ex-Ex-Spirit Treasure?

< p > "Ah?!"

When Jiang Huan heard his master's words, he was also stunned in place for a moment.

How could he not know how precious Top-grade Spiritual Artifact were?

Under the gaze of the master and disciple, who looked like they were looking at a monster, even Yi Yan could not help but blush and awkwardly explain: "Sorry, the materials were originally too high levelled, I accidentally overforged …"

At the same time, he was silently blaming himself in his heart: Sword Sect only available to middle and low rank Spiritual Sword, when I saw so many top quality materials, my hands momentarily felt itchy, and I forgot about this.

Yang Shuo turned a deaf ear to Yi Yan's words, he only foolishly looked at the top quality Spiritual Sword in his hands, as if the slightly milky white glow of the flying sword had already absorbed his entire mind.

After being in a daze for a long time, Yang Shuo suddenly shouted, and leaped towards the outside of the cave.

Fearing that his master's death, Jiang Huan did not bother to greet Yi Yan and the other two as he quickly followed.

In the huge Treasure Vault, and even the entire mountain, only Yi Yan and his disciples were left staring at each other.

With the gazes of the Top-grade Spiritual Artifact that they were used to seeing, they really could not understand how Yang Shuo could be this crazy.

After shaking his head and smiling bitterly, Yi Yan sat down cross legged again.

How could his heart be at ease when he had not grasped the proper measure and had refined a top-grade Spiritual Sword that was equivalent to trash in front of his Sword Sect?

Since he had nothing to do now, he might as well make up for it by refining a few more middle or lower tier Spiritual Sword.

However, this time, Yi Yan didn't dare to use the top grade materials in front of him.

With his level of smithing, using these top grade materials would be hard even if he didn't want to refine them into Top-grade Spiritual Artifact.

After instructing the Shangguan siblings to bring the intermediate and even ordinary Refining Material over to the rows of shelves in the Treasure Vault, Yi Yan closed his eyes slightly and once again began his artifact forging.

Inside the Sword Management Terrace. Inside the main hall of the Sword Management Hall.

Right now, he was sitting on the main seat, reprimanding the pitiful Great Clan Elder Xing Jian.

Senior Apprentice Uncle Xing, it's fine if you play around normally, but you're still a member of our sect, so it's fine." But now, we finally have a chance to get Spiritual Master Yi Yan back. We were even hoping that he would lend a helping hand and refine some Spirit Swords for our sword faction to alleviate the growing problem. After all, we don't have a good relationship with him, and he's in our territory, so the possibility of him falling out with us is very small. However, if he finds another excuse and isn't willing to refine for us, how are you going to make my sword sect's dozens of Aurous Core stage disciples cultivate? "The disciple was too impulsive and missed out on my sword faction's great inheritance. Can you bear this responsibility?!

The other elders also stood on the same front as Han Cheng and glared at him, the number one Sword Sect cultivator.

An old man in his fifties who sat right next to Xing Jian stroked his beard and continued, "Sect Leader Martial Nephew is right! Senior brother, we all know your personality, it's fine if you cause a ruckus, but no one cares. But how can you allow yourself to do so in front of the guests? He's not from our sword faction, and he doesn't understand your personality, so there's no reason for him to be with you like this! Even though we don't interact much with the cultivation world, but with Daoist Master Yi Yan's cultivation, he must be one of the top experts in the cultivation world. On the way here, Huan'er informed Martial Nephew Yang Sheng. That female disciple of Daoist Master Yi Yan also said that he had extremely high attainments in refining and refining pills. Such a figure, to what extent would his status in the cultivation world be transcendent?

After saying this, the Elder of Three Tribulations sighed helplessly and shook his head in disappointment.

Although the other elders did not say anything, one could tell from the expressions on their faces that they were very much in agreement with Han Cheng and the elder's words.

Perhaps it was because he had been taught a lesson by Sect Leader and his junior brothers, the Martial Nephew, that Xing Jian didn't care about this at all. He casually sat on the chair and looked at everyone.

Han Cheng knew that this was all a passing breeze for him. He waved his hand and was about to announce his departure, when suddenly a gust of wind blew past quickly, and a figure dashed towards the Sword Management Terrace at lightning speed.

Han Cheng who was feeling depressed frowned, his spiritual sense suddenly extended out, only to see Yang Shuo, who he had arranged to accompany Yi Yan, holding onto a flying sword, rushing over as if his butt was on fire.

Han Cheng's heart could not help but thump, he thought to himself, "Could it be that Spiritual Master Yi Yan is really not willing to forge artifacts? If Junior Brother Yang Shuo gets anxious, does he want to fight Martial Uncle with his flying sword?!"

The more he thought, the more he felt that something was amiss. Han Cheng hurriedly stepped forward to welcome him, "Junior Brother, don't worry. When are you ready to speak slowly?"

Yang Zhen rushed into the Imperial Sword Pavilion in a flurry of activity. Without waiting for a reply, he took the flying sword that Yi Yan had just forged and handed it to Han Ying.

< p > No way.

He said that it was also the Martial Uncle that caused the trouble, why did you point a sword at me?

Han Cheng's heart tensed up, he anxiously avoided the front of the sword tip and bellowed: "Junior brother! What was there to say that couldn't be said properly? How about you use your blade and sword in the Imperial Sword Pavilion?! "

Seeing that his Senior Brother had misunderstood his meaning, Yang Shuo's heart became more and more anxious. His face was completely red, yet he could not say a single word.

When the always indifferent Xing Jian saw Yang Shuo like this, even with his carefree personality, he could tell that something was wrong.

After jumping down from the chair, Xing Jian immediately teleported to Yang Shuo's side and grabbed his shoulders: "Martial Nephew Yang, speak slowly, is it that brat that isn't willing to refine artifacts for us?!"

Seeing that the misunderstanding was getting deeper and deeper, Yang Shuo panicked and said, "No no no, Martial Uncle and Senior Brother Sect Leader have both misunderstood! This is the flying sword that Spiritual Master Yi Yan just refined.

Yang Shuo said as he handed the flying sword over to Han Cheng. At the same time, he also put his worries aside, "I've finally said it out loud!"

With that said, the entire Imperial Sword Pavilion immediately quietened down, and Han Cheng's mind could not wrap around it: "Am I wrong? However, what did junior just say? This was the flying sword that Spiritual Master Yi Yan had just refined? "How long has it been?!"

While his mind was filled with doubts, Han Cheng received the flying sword in his hands while feeling skeptical.

At this time, Yang Shuo had already removed the matter of recognizing a master, so a drop of blood essence from the tip of his finger easily seeped in.

< p > "What?" Top-grade Spiritual Artifact? And it's the top-notch flying sword amongst all Top-grade Spiritual Artifact s?! "

Han Cheng checked the grade of the flying sword and was stunned for a long time before suddenly reacting, he grabbed Yang Shuo's shoulder and bellowed: "Are you sure that this was just refined by Spiritual Master Yi Yan just now, and not from the Storage Ring s?!"

< p > "Yes, I'm sure!" Jiang Huan and I personally saw Spiritual Master Yi Yan refine this flying sword! "

Yang Shuo ignored Han Cheng's shoulder that was almost torn to shreds, and answered resolutely and decisively.

Han Cheng gently released Yang Shuo's shoulder, looked at the flying sword in his hand, and then suddenly burst out in wild laughter: "Waa, hahahaha! The biggest problem that I have faced in my countless years of Sword Sect has become a promising one! "

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