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"This sword, plus this sword, plus this sword and this sword, and this one..."

Outside of Mount Shu, there is a cave by a mountain stream.

Longkui glanced at the giant panda who was holding its head and not daring to move, and then looked at Tan Wenjie who was carrying things out as if he were moving house.

The panda with the bump on its head was the former owner of this cave. It possesses a spiritual aura and will surely cultivate into a minor demon in time.

The panda is pitiful, but Longkui feels even more pitiful.

If she wasn't mistaken, she was going to be used as a sword-making tool once again.

Among those swords, the first one is the demonic sword she possessed for a thousand years, the second one is the demon-suppressing sword in the Demon-Locking Tower, the third one seems to be the demon-suppressing sword as well, the fourth one is the Vajra sword that Tan Wenjie turned out of his hairpin, and the fifth one I haven't seen before, but it seems to be quite extraordinary as well.

With so many swords gathered together, Longkui suddenly realized that the Demon Sword wasn't so rare after all.

Having visited the Sword Tomb once, Tan Wenjie had no intention of searching for the old site of the Jiang Kingdom. The sword furnace there was nothing new, and in terms of functionality, it was inferior to his own alchemy furnace.

The alchemy furnace discarded by the Antarctic Immortal (★★)

A 15% increase in success rate is sufficient.

For someone who is a novice swordsman, one sword is enough.

As Long Kui watched Tan Wenjie grab the demon sword, her heart tightened. Her cowardly nature had not changed over the past thousand years, and she eagerly awaited falling into the furnace once again.

"Come here." Tan Wenjie beckoned.

"Oh."

Longkui obediently came to Tan Wenjie's side.

A slap landed hard on Longkui's head, causing her head to jerk down for a moment before slowly bouncing back up.

A strange sense of detachment washed over her, and Longkui opened her eyes wide: "I...I...I..."

The connection between himself and the demon sword had been completely severed.

She looked at the demon sword in surprise, realizing that she had regained her freedom so easily.

With Tan Wenjie's "Judge" abilities, combined with his magical artifacts related to the soul and primordial spirit, it wouldn't be difficult to separate Long Kui, as long as he was willing to expend his magical power.

Seeing that Long Kui, who had regained her freedom, was still staring at the Demon Sword, Tan Wenjie immediately hid the sword behind his back: "Mine!"

He hates people who lack boundaries.

“I know.” Longkui nodded vigorously. “Thank you so much for saving me, hero.”

Tan Wenjie: "Your quality is too low. Throwing you into the oven might waste this pot of good ingredients of mine."

It would be more likely if Tang Xuejian had thrown it in, since the other party is a fruit of the divine tree, which ripens only once every ten thousand years.

Longkui: "..."

Suddenly I felt that my thanks were superfluous.

Tan Wenjie threw all the swords into the furnace at once. The fire dragon spewed out Samadhi True Fire to forge them. Tan Wenjie held a banana leaf fan and gently fanned the flames, waiting for the day when the swords were successfully forged.

Having regained her freedom, Long Kui thought it over and over and finally decided to sit down and wait not far from Tan Wenjie. She knew that she would never see her brother Long Yang again in the world a thousand years from now. The world was too big for her to know where to go, so she might as well stay by Tan Wenjie's side.

For such a powerful being to tolerate ghosts following him around is already the best possible outcome.

"Yawn~"

In just a short while, Tan Wenjie felt weak, tired and exhausted.

He firmly believed that hard work and perseverance could not lead to wealth, and diligent cultivation could not lead to immortality.

If hard work and diligence could lead to wealth, ordinary people wouldn't even have the chance to empty chamber pots. If meditating diligently could lead to immortality, ordinary people wouldn't even have the right to hear about immortals.

I will never do more work than others should do.

Tan Wenjie pulled the little zombie out to burn in the furnace, and the little zombie readily accepted the banana leaf fan.

When Tan Wenjie turned around, he discovered that Long Kui hadn't left.

He did not drive the other party away. This land was not his own property, and the other party could stay wherever they wanted.

It has absolutely nothing to do with Longkui's tattered clothes, which couldn't cover her fair skin.

I have always been an upright person.

"Don't be lazy." Tan Wenjie tapped the lion dance headdress on the little zombie's head. "I'm going to buy some food."

The little zombie looked up and cried out, "Chirp!"

After Tan Wenjie left, the lion head on the little zombie's head started rolling its eyes.

He turned to look at Long Kui and waved to her.

"Did you call me?" Longkui asked uncertainly.

"Chirp chirp." The little zombie nodded.

After Longkui came over, the little zombie stuffed the banana leaf fan in her hand and mumbled a few words.

"You want me to watch the fire? But if he comes back and sees you slacking off, he'll definitely be angry."

"Chirp chirp~" The little zombie waved its finger to indicate that it was okay.

“Okay, I’ll help you.” Longkui obediently took the fan.

She only felt very hot when she was far away, but when she got closer to the furnace, she realized that the Samadhi True Fire spewed by the fire dragon made her soul tremble.

Not only the fire dragon, but even the little zombies are the same.

"Chirp chirp." Another blue cold dragon sprang out from the little zombie, transforming into an ouroboros bracelet that hung on Longkui's wrist.

The heat dissipated instantly.

Longkui looked down at the Cold Dragon Bracelet and noticed a golden line seven inches from the Cold Dragon's neck, like a headband.

She worked diligently, but the little zombie somehow produced a bunch of grapes, lay on the rock with his legs crossed, and with a gentle flick of his finger, the grapes arced into his mouth.

Longkui remained silent and simply continued working diligently.

Time passed, and the weather outside changed countless times, but Tan Wenjie never returned, seemingly having completely forgotten about this place.

……

Tan Wenjie landed in front of Wan Yuzhi.

While out buying pig's head meat to go with his drinks, he accidentally bumped into Wan Yuzhi and inadvertently remembered the Earth Spirit Orb. So he decided to try and collect one of the Earth Spirit Orbs.

This Wan Yuzhi is a fox spirit, completely different from the earth immortal Wan Yuzhi we encountered before.

The body smelled strongly of fox fur.

"Immortal~" Wan Yuzhi said in a drawn-out, aggrieved tone, "This little demon has only ever cared for her husband and has never harmed anyone. Please be merciful."

"Madam, you wouldn't want your husband to never wake up, would you?"

Wan Yuzhi: "Hmm?"

Why does this sound a little off?

Fortunately, Tan Wenjie's next question was normal.

The rhetoric sounded all too familiar. As a skilled and eloquent woman, she often encountered lecherous men, and luckily she had some magical powers to drive them away.

Tan Wenjie: "Where is the ancient vine forest?"

Instead of trying to find your own way, you might as well just ask the local monsters.

Wan Yuzhi breathed a sigh of relief. So they weren't looking for her after all. Then she pointed.

As a fox spirit, she was quite shrewd and quickly realized what was going on: "Immortal, the Ancient Vine Forest is in that direction. Are you looking for the Earth Spirit Orb?"

Tan Wenjie nodded. He was easy to talk to, especially since the other person tugged down at his shirt while speaking.

The local monsters are so polite.

"Could I borrow the Earth Spirit Orb? This humble demon wishes to save her husband." Her red lips parted slightly. "As long as it can save my husband, I'll do whatever you want..."

"Hmph!" Tan Wenjie's face darkened with anger. "Who do you take me for?!"

Wan Yuzhi trembled and dared not speak.

She was filled with fear, and only breathed a sigh of relief when Tan Wenjie flew towards the ancient vine forest. She had defiled the immortal with her filthy thoughts; forget about borrowing the Earth Spirit Pearl, she would likely face a great calamity. "Boom!!"

Suddenly, a storm raged in the sky, and funnel-shaped clouds shot straight down to the ground.

Wan Yuzhi's heart pounded wildly in her chest. The overwhelming power of the heavens frightened her so much that she could no longer hide her fox tail and almost collapsed to the ground, reverting to her original form. She scrambled behind a rock to hide, but curiously looked into the distance, which was completely shrouded in darkness.

My blood was slightly burning; so this was what it meant for the gods to descend upon demons.

Suddenly, Wan Yuzhi saw the heavenly fire explode from the clouds, the points of light like the starlight of the Milky Way reflected on the sea, and then it quickly pulled down to the ground, with the flames as the arrowhead and the lightning as the deadly arrow body, whistling out from the thunderous black clouds and straight into the ancient vine forest.

Sparks flew everywhere; what a raging fire! In an instant, it set half the sky ablaze.

Like a burst of wind tearing cotton cloth, flames leaped up and grew rapidly under the nourishment of the ancient vine forest and the thunder and fire in the sky. The flames grew greedily, and a storm rose from the ground and quickly formed a sea of ​​fire.

Even from such a distance, Wan Yuzhi seemed to hear the screams of the demons as they were burned alive by the flames.

The raging wind amplified the evil, and the burning body staggered out only to be blown away by the wind and sent into the sky, like a meteor reversing course, dragging a fiery tail as it soared into the heavens.

Wan Yuzhi, who possessed some cultivation, could clearly see the figure floating in the air.

My respect for Tan Wenjie grew even stronger.

……

Suspended in the air, Tan Wenjie looked down at the charred figure staggering out of the flames. His gaze swept quickly across the figure, and he instructed Leiting to strike the target in a "clear and fair" manner.

The lesser demons fled like headless flies, trying to find a glimmer of hope, but all that awaited them was a sky full of thunder and fire, their bodies engulfed in flames, until they all collapsed and were burned alive.

Tan Wenjie fell from the sky and picked up the Earth Spirit Orb from a piece of charred wood that was leaning to one side.

The thunder and fire that filled the sky suddenly went out. Without the magical power to pull it apart, the wind and rain summoning could not be sustained and could only slowly dissipate.

An old man's lips trembled.

The Old Man of the Ancient Vine is a peculiar immortal. Because he cannot move, he will always grab anyone who gets close and chatter incessantly. He also likes to play mind-reading games, which was what he was planning when Tan Wenjie appeared.

But now he just wanted to pretend to be a tree, praying that Tan Wenjie would never see him.

"The Old Man of the Ancient Vine?"

"Exalted Immortal."

The old man with the ancient vine gave a dry reply, then fell silent again.

"I heard you can read minds?"

"It's just a trivial skill, I dare not show it off."

"Could you read mine?"

The old man with the ancient vine glanced at Tan Wenjie and instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

"Little Fairy... I can't tell."

Last time, Tan Wenjie was in a hurry and didn't have a proper chat with the old man Gu Teng. This time, he wanted to have a good talk with him, but he didn't expect that the old man was a man of few words.

"gone."

Tan Wenjie turned and left, while the old man Gu Teng breathed a sigh of relief.

It wasn't that he couldn't see it, but rather that he saw it but dared not speak out. After all, anyone who knew that the other party actually planned to wreak havoc on the Six Realms and pluck out the Demon Lord Chonglou's horn as a collectible would be filled with fear and unease.

"He exudes an air of immortality, yet why does he radiate such murderous intent?"

The old man with the ancient vine thought about it carefully, but couldn't figure it out.

Fortunately, I am just a tree. No matter how the world changes, it has nothing to do with me. Instead of wasting time, I might as well try to put my roots deeper. In case the world really turns upside down, I can still leave my roots to save my life.

Tan Wenjie took the Earth Spirit Orb back to Wan Yuzhi.

"Your husband can't handle you. I won't say anything about the difference between humans and transgender people. You'd better watch yourself."

"Thank you, God, for saving my life!"

Until Tan Wenjie left, he did nothing except glance at her buttocks and chest a few more times. Wan Yuzhi admired him, thinking, "This is a truly enlightened master."

Flying in the sky, Tan Wenjie rubbed his nose and complained, "That's too flashy."

This describes the smell.

I absolutely cannot compromise my nose for the sake of mere beauty. Even if I want to date a monster in the future, I'll have to start from scratch to cultivate it. If I don't dispel the monster's aura, the smell will be pungent.

Fairies are the best, so ethereal and fragrant.

When Tan Wenjie returned to the cave, he saw Long Kui kneeling in front of the furnace watching the fire, while a little zombie next to her kept playing a game console.

"Bang!" He reached out and slapped the little zombie's lion dance headdress.

"Jiji."

The little zombie covered its head and stood up looking aggrieved.

She pointed to Longkui in the distance, then to herself, and jumped around.

"You mean she was bored, so she offered to help?"

"Chirp chirp!" The little zombie nodded.

Tan Wenjie pointed to his forehead: "This is a head, not a rock. Come over here and bend over to get a beating."

The little zombie tugged at its earlobe and stuck out its butt.

He pulled out his golden cudgel, which transformed into a golden palm, and slapped the little zombie's butt several times.

Longkui, who was still tending the furnace, couldn't bear it and said, "Hero, I only wanted to help because I was bored."

“You’d better watch the stove. If there’s a problem, you’ll have to come over here and take the beating.”

Longkui: "Huh?—"

Her cheeks flushed instantly; this was so disrespectful to ghosts.

She subconsciously touched her bottom, then focused intently on watching the furnace, not daring to say anything more.

Longkui seems to have a great talent for sword forging, which may be due to the experience she gained by sacrificing herself to the sword. There are many masters in the world who are good at sword forging, but there are very few who can forge themselves into top-notch equipment.

This batch might produce top-tier equipment; the red light inside is dazzling, it's guaranteed to be a success.

In his eyes, Longkui is no longer the thousand-year-old female ghost whose color scheme clashes with Ultraman Tiga, but a master of limited-edition equipment forging. If needed, throwing Longkui in can even increase the probability of weapon formation.

It works perfectly no matter how you use it.

"Hero?" Long Kui felt a burning sensation on her bottom when she noticed Tan Wenjie staring at her.

Could it be that the other party is already planning to do something to my butt?

Tan Wenjie comforted him tenderly, saying, "Take good care of the fire, and I'll get you a set of clothes later."

Upon discovering a valuable employee, Tan Wenjie's instinct as a boss kicked in again: he had to offer the best possible benefits to retain them.

Longkui asked with delight, "Could you please give me a flowing, wide-sleeved fairy dress?"

Tan Wenjie readily agreed: "Of course!"

A working-class job that can be done with just one set of equipment is cost-effective and there's no reason to refuse it.

Time passed, and finally the time came for the sword to be forged.

At the same time, it was time for the Demon Lord Chonglou to come and compete.

"boom!"

An explosion was heard in the air; Chonglou had arrived.

Its arrogant aura swept across the area in circles.

The alchemy furnace was already fragile, and it quickly developed spiderweb-like cracks in the process.

Then it suddenly exploded.

Tan Wenjie: "..."

His eyes shot open.

"My alchemy furnace!" (End of Chapter)