The Heavens: Man Covers the Heavens, Refines Treasures to Become an Emperor

"Young Master Qi, think it over carefully before you speak. If you don't agree today, I guarantee I'll visit your Biguang Pavilion every day—tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the day after that—to 'exchange martial arts' with you. Guess... if your father slaps you a few more times? Or... breaks your legs?"

Qi Yunxiao's words caught in his throat, his face turning from white to green, then from green to purple, as if a dye shop had been opened!
He glared at Jiang Xuan, his eyes filled with resentment, fear, and frustration!
He wanted to curse and deny everything, but Jiang Xuan's cold gaze and blatant threat sent chills down his spine!
He knew that this jinx was absolutely true to his word! Thinking of his father's cold eyes and stern warnings... he had no doubt that if Jiang Xuan caused trouble every day, his father would really break his legs!

"Young Master Qi is a man of great integrity and chivalry! He truly deserves to be the young master of the Azure Light Pavilion!"

Jiang Xuan gave him no time to think, his voice suddenly rising, filled with "admiration," as he shouted to the crowd.

"Everyone agrees, right?!"

"Excellent! Young Master Qi is truly righteous!"

"The Azure Light Pavilion is mighty! Eradicate the Black Python Gang!"

"Young Master Qi is a man of chivalrous heart! What a blessing for Yanxia City!"

Driven by Jiang Xuan's words, the unsuspecting crowd erupted in cheers and praise! Countless admiring, grateful, and expectant gazes shone like spotlights on Qi Yunxiao!
Qi Yunxiao stood in the center of the crowd, bathed in praise of "chivalry and righteousness," feeling the admiring gazes from all directions. He felt a burning pain on his face, a hundred times more painful than the slap his father had given him three days ago! His chest felt so tight it felt like it was about to explode! An indescribable sense of humiliation, anger, and resentment burned through his internal organs like poisonous fire!

He wanted to roar, to deny, to tear this despicable country bumpkin in front of him to shreds!

But he didn't dare!

He could only grit his teeth, his gums bleeding, his nails digging deep into his palms, and manage a stiff smile that looked worse than crying as he nodded with great difficulty and slowness to the cheering crowd.

“Yes…yes…Biguang Pavilion…it’s our duty…” These words were almost squeezed out from between his teeth, filled with endless pain and humiliation.

"Excellent! Young Master Qi is truly virtuous!"

Jiang Xuan patted Qi Yunxiao's shoulder with satisfaction. The force was neither too light nor too heavy, but it made Qi Yunxiao sway again and almost fall over.

He turned around and addressed the excited crowd, speaking loudly.

"With Young Master Qi and the Azure Light Pavilion taking the lead, the eradication of the Black Python Gang is just around the corner! Everyone, let's wait for good news!"

Cheers erupted once again at the street corner!
Amidst the cheers of the crowd and the fiery gaze of Qi Yunxiao, Jiang Xuan casually sheathed his short sword, not even glancing at Hu Debiao on the ground again. With a few flashes, he disappeared from the crowd.

Qi Yunxiao was left standing alone in the center of the cheering sea, feeling as if he were being roasted over a fire, tasting the "great glory" that Jiang Xuan had left him, and... endless frustration and pain!
When Qi Yunxiao finally managed to break free from the enormous vortex of confusion, humiliation, and anger, Jiang Xuan was nowhere to be seen. That damned country bumpkin had already vanished without a trace.

However, the trouble did not disappear.

The dense crowd around him and the countless eyes focused on him felt like countless invisible needles, making him extremely uncomfortable.

These gazes were no longer filled with disdain or fear, but rather with… expectation? scrutiny? Even… a hint of urging? As if Qi Yunxiao had truly become some chivalrous hero, waiting for him to fulfill the “promise” imposed upon him: to eradicate the Black Python Gang!
This feeling is awful! It's like he's inexplicably incurred a huge debt, and his creditors are surrounding him, waiting for him to pay it back!
"Young...Young Master..." The attendant behind him approached cautiously, his voice tinged with lingering fear and a plea for instructions.

"What do we do now?"

Qi Yunxiao shook his head irritably, trying to dispel the suffocating feeling of being roasted over a fire.

His face was grim as his gaze swept over Hu Debiao, who was still convulsing in agony on the ground but too terrified to scream loudly anymore, and the cold corpse beside him, before finally settling on the unconscious woman not far away.

"What else can be done?"

Qi Yunxiao growled irritably, his voice filled with suppressed anger.

"Drag this useless human trafficker away! Lock him up! Don't let him die!"

He pointed at Hu Debiao.

"Yes!"

The attendant immediately responded and beckoned two guards to deal with Hu Debiao.

"And her!"

Qi Yunxiao then pointed to the unconscious woman, his tone still stiff, but at least it carried a hint of seriousness.

"Once she wakes up, find out her address and send someone... to take her home safely. Don't let anyone say that Biguang Pavilion is heartless and unwilling to help someone in distress!"

The last sentence had a hint of gritted teeth.

Upon hearing this, the attendant felt a sense of relief. Dealing with the Black Python Gang, a local thug gang in the south of the city, would take some effort, but it was still a hundred times better than being constantly "sparred" with that ruthless Jiang Xuan at the door!
He quickly agreed.

"Young Master is wise! I will take care of it immediately!"

Seeing the attendant's relieved expression, Qi Yunxiao felt even more choked up.

He, the young master of the prestigious Biguang Pavilion, was actually forced to do "good deeds" by a country bumpkin? It was an utter disgrace! But... he had to admit that the servant's idea was correct.

The threat posed by the Black Python Gang was insignificant compared to the constant, ever-present fear that Jiang Xuan brought, like a sword hanging over one's head.

Just then, a slightly bolder man in the crowd, with a mixture of awe and anticipation, asked in a loud voice.

"Young Master Qi! That...that Black Python Gang has committed numerous evils. When will the Azure Light Pavilion rid the people of this scourge?"

Swish!
All eyes were once again focused on Qi Yunxiao's face, filled with eager anticipation.

Qi Yunxiao's cheek muscles twitched violently, and a surge of anger rushed to his head!
He turned his head sharply, his eyes as cold as knives, and glared fiercely at the man who had asked the question, making the man shrink back in fright.

"Humph!"

Qi Yunxiao let out a heavy snort, his voice like ice shards in the dead of winter, carrying a ruthless edge born of being driven to the brink, which clearly echoed throughout the entire venue.

"The Black Python Gang?"

"If they survive tonight... I, Qi Yunxiao, will commit suicide in public to atone for my sins!"

Really impressive!

With an undeniable determination and the ruthless domineering aura of the young master of the Azure Light Pavilion!
As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Yunxiao ignored everyone's reactions, turned around, and led his attendants and guards away, parting the crowd with the guards clearing the way.

Behind them, there was a brief silence, which was then followed by even more enthusiastic cheers and praises!
"Young Master Qi is mighty!"

"Biguang Pavilion always keeps its word! Excellent!"

"Thank you so much, Young Master Qi, for ridding the people of this scourge!"

"Young Master Qi is truly a chivalrous man!"

Hearing the thunderous cheers behind him, Qi Yunxiao paused slightly, his expression extremely complex. Anger, frustration, humiliation... these emotions gnawed at his heart like venomous snakes.

But amidst this praise, there seemed to be a faint, almost imperceptible, feeling of something strange.
He took a few steps and couldn't help but ask the servant beside him in a low voice.

"Wang Wu, are they... genuinely thanking me?"

Attendant Wang Wu carefully observed the young master's expression and cautiously replied.

"Young Master, of course it's from the bottom of our hearts! You eradicated the Black Python Gang, a scourge to the people of the south of the city, and even saved that innocent woman. It's only natural that they are grateful to you! Look how happy everyone is!"

Qi Yunxiao fell silent.

He glanced back at the still bustling street corner, at the genuine smiles and grateful eyes on the faces of the ordinary people. The surging anger and resentment in his heart seemed... to have been somewhat diluted by this overwhelming praise? Perhaps even a faint, indescribable warmth quietly swept through his heart? So this is what it feels like to be genuinely appreciated and supported?
He subconsciously straightened his back, raised his chin slightly, and the gloomy expression on his face seemed to soften a little, revealing a hint of... enjoyment?
But he quickly suppressed this strange feeling!
He's the young master of the Azure Light Pavilion! How could he get so carried away by such a trivial amount of gratitude? This is an insult to his status! It's all that damned Jiang Xuan's fault!

"Humph!"

Qi Yunxiao snorted heavily again, his face regaining the arrogance and composure befitting a young master from a prominent family, as if the slight abnormality from before had never occurred.

He coldly gave the order to his attendant.

"Wang Wu, relay my orders! Mobilize the 'Black Scale Guards' within the Pavilion. Before nightfall tonight, I want to see the heads of all the leaders of the Black Python Gang! Leave no one alive! As for the henchmen... break their arms and legs and throw them into the mass grave outside the city!"

"Yes! I understand!"

Attendant Wang Wu felt a chill run down his spine and quickly responded.

He secretly glanced at the young master's profile, which had regained its aloofness, and thought to himself.

Young Master's current state... seems... as if... he has already forgotten the humiliation of being forced to sit on the fire by Jiang Xuan? At least on the surface.

Well, it's better than getting sick from getting angry.

Xuejin's quiet courtyard amidst the hustle and bustle.

As soon as Jiang Xuan pushed open the door, he saw a pile of spiritual materials, sealed in special jade boxes or metal caskets, neatly stacked on a stone table in the courtyard.

Standing next to him was Chu Feng, the manager of the Spirit Pattern Master Commune.

"Young Master Jiang, you're back."

When Chu Feng saw Jiang Xuan, a warm smile immediately appeared on his face as he pointed to the spiritual materials on the table.

"I have done my duty and found everything you requested! Everything is exactly as you requested in terms of age and quality, without missing a single item!"

Jiang Xuan's gaze swept over the spiritual materials, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

Some of the items on the list were quite difficult to find, but Chu Feng managed to gather them all in just a few days. His efficiency was remarkable, demonstrating his dedication and energy.

"Thank you for your help, Steward Chu."

Jiang Xuan nodded, his tone sincere.

"Thank you for your trouble."

"You're too kind, young master! It's my honor to serve you!"

Chu Feng waved his hands repeatedly, his face beaming with smiles.

He now feels genuine awe and a desire to please this mysterious young man, "Master Xun."

After chatting for a while about the upcoming provincial examinations, Chu Feng tactfully took his leave.

Watching Chu Feng's departing figure, Xue Jin, who had been dozing under the eaves while holding a wine jar, opened one eye and lazily commented.

"This old fellow... is quite a character."

Jiang Xuan walked to the stone table, ran his fingers over the boxes of spiritual materials that emitted different types of spiritual energy fluctuations, and nodded in agreement.

"Hmm. Smart, sensible, and willing to take risks. There aren't many people like that in this world."

He was able to offer timely help in times of crisis, remain respectful without being obsequious when Chu Feng's reputation soared, and efficiently complete the tasks Chu Feng assigned him. Chu Feng truly deserved the title of "extraordinary person."

After sorting and storing all the spiritual materials, Jiang Xuan returned to his room and closed the door.

He did not act immediately.

Refining artifacts, especially crafting a unique combat artifact that perfectly suits him and can withstand his current power and new insights, is by no means an easy task.

This is different from the Snowfall Battle Blade that was forged before, which was more of a copy and optimization of the existing spirit pattern diagram.

This time, he wants to tailor-make it for himself! From the shape design, material ratio, core spirit pattern configuration, to the final melting, shaping, quenching, and sharpening... every step requires him to devote all his attention and to independently conceive and design!

In this world, which spirit pattern master who can independently design and successfully forge powerful combat spirit weapons isn't a renowned master who has immersed themselves in this field for decades? The difficulty of forging such a spirit weapon is a hundred times greater than that of forging an ordinary spirit weapon!
Jiang Xuan sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and sank his mind into his sea of ​​consciousness.

He had been wandering with Mr. Lu since childhood. Mr. Lu was extremely knowledgeable, especially in the field of spirit patterns, which laid an incredibly solid foundation for him.

But Jiang Xuan knew in his heart that the real core reason why he was able to show such amazing attainments in the art of spirit patterns in such a short period of time, and even attempt to design spirit weapons independently, was not just Mr. Lu's teaching.

Rather, it is... the mysterious and unfathomable "Gate to Heaven" in the sea of ​​consciousness!
Every time he successfully forges a spiritual artifact, especially when he breaks through and blends the characteristics of different spiritual patterns to create new possibilities, the silent Gate to Heaven will quietly release an extremely subtle yet profound fluctuation! This fluctuation seems to draw upon the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, merging it into the artifact he forges, endowing it with power and spirituality far exceeding its original design! This is the true secret behind his "unique" works!

"This time...forging a sword for myself...Gate to Heaven, what surprises will you give me?"

Jiang Xuan was filled with anticipation, but also with an unprecedented sense of solemnity.

He began to repeatedly deduce in his mind, conceiving the most suitable sword shape, spirit pattern system, and power transmission path for himself... He carefully considered every detail, striving for perfection.

Several days passed quietly as we focused on simulations and design.

Jiang Xuan rarely left his house. Apart from necessary meals and brief periods of rest, he devoted all his attention to the battle blade that was about to be born.

The concept was already fully formed, and the design drawings were crystal clear in my mind.

What delighted him even more was that after several days of quiet cultivation, the injuries he had sustained in the previous fierce battle had been completely healed, and his cultivation level had also made further progress due to the daily and nightly operation of the [Dongxuan Devouring Wilderness Scripture], becoming increasingly refined and condensed.

And the gray fluffy ball, Chiu Chiu, who had been asleep for several days, slowly woke up two days ago. (End of Chapter)