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Chapter 243 Refining a Clone
That blatant contempt made Song Wanning laugh.

So you really look down on her that much?
A chill crept across her face, and her cold tone carried a hint of murderous intent.

"It really looks down on me."

So, I baked it and ate it.

Song Wanning clicked her tongue.

"You know what, it really does taste much better than regular eggs, haha."

His tone, though seemingly smiling, was filled with a chilling coldness.

Xi Rang's eyes widened, his heart skipped a beat, and he felt incredulous.

"You—you ate the divine beast egg? You're insane!"

"That's a mythical beast!"

The power of the mythical beast is extraordinary. Anyone would try to recognize it as their master. How could anyone bear to eat it?

It couldn't understand Song Wanning's thought process at all.

Song Wanning merely scoffed, "So what if it's a divine beast? If it can't be used by me, then there's no need to keep it."

She was never a kind person, but she couldn't learn Ye Chuxue's ways.

If you encounter any resources, they belong to her, and you have to listen to her. If you don't, they'll be ruined!

Everything depends on strength!
Upon hearing this, Xi Rang's heart trembled, and the way he looked at Song Wan Ning changed.

Is this a threat?

"You—you can't scare me! I'm telling you, no matter what you do, I will not obey you!"

"I will not make a contract with you!"

The Xirang bit down and wouldn't let go. It wasn't easily intimidated. Who knew if Song Wanning was just making things up to deceive it?
"Hiss, that's a real shame."

Song Wanning sighed. She had originally planned to save some for cultivating spiritual herbs; otherwise, she wouldn't have wasted her breath.

Since the Breath of Earth is determined not to follow her, then let's use it all to create clones.

This will also make the body more resilient, and one can feel more at ease entering secluded places.

She put down the bottle and started fiddling with it.

First, the refining furnace must be lit, and the internal fire of the alchemy surges out fiercely, quickly heating the bottom of the pot.

Song Wanning carefully controlled the heat, making sure that every part of the furnace was heated evenly before she began to prepare to refine the clone.

Westerly sandstorms, spiritual liquid, iron meteorite, mackerel...

Various precious materials were put into the furnace one by one in order and refined little by little.

The weapon-refining room quickly became hot.

Listening to the sound of the flames burning, Xi Rang felt increasingly uneasy. What was this woman trying to do?
What does she want by bringing herself out here?
We can't possibly refine it all at once, can we?

Xi Rang shook his head. Impossible. No matter how crazy this woman is, she wouldn't do such a thing.

I'm definitely trying to scare it!

It snorted coldly and said arrogantly, "Then don't waste your time. I said I would never form a contract with you, and that's absolutely impossible!"

Song Wanning ignored its words.

They'd already set up a pot and heated the oil, thinking they were just trying to scare it.

It's a waste of time to say another word to this idiot.

She focused intently on controlling the flames, carefully adding spiritual liquid as she went, not daring to make the slightest mistake.

If the mixture is not mixed evenly, all the ingredients inside will be ruined and completely wasted.

On one side, Xi Rang kept shouting and clamoring for Song Wan Ning to release it.

At first, Xirang was confident and self-assured, but gradually, it realized that something was wrong.

The more serious Song Wanning was, the more frightened it became.

"Hey, I'm calling you, why aren't you answering?"

"Hey, did you hear me?"

"Are you deaf? Let me out right now!"

Xi Rang's mind was in turmoil, and he finally started to get anxious.

No matter how it called, the woman ignored it. Seeing the smoke from the stove growing thicker and thicker, Xirang felt a growing sense of foreboding.

Could this woman really be planning to refine it all together?
"Hey, are you serious?"

"I'm telling you, I'm not afraid of you!"

"Hey, answer me! Don't stay silent!"

Xi Rang tried to comfort himself, but couldn't convince himself, and was so anxious that he almost cried.

Although it is a primordial spiritual object, the Breath of Earth has very little experience and has never seen such a scene before.

Song Wanning was getting a headache from its noise, so she glared at it and said, "Shut up."

Xirang: "..."

It was startled and immediately started yelling in dissatisfaction.

"What's so bad about it?"

"Let me go right now! If you're willing to let me go, I might consider making a contract with you!"

It desperately needs a way to back down.

If Song Wanning were to beg it again, it might not necessarily refuse her.

There was nothing he could do; the sight of that stove always made him uneasy and unable to feel at ease.

But Song Wanning ignored its words and didn't even glance at it.

"Hey, did you hear me? If you beg me again, I can make a contract with you!"

Xi Rang raised his voice and shouted again, unwilling to give up, "Hey, I said I can make a contract with you, are you deaf?"

“Hey hey hey!!!!”

It became increasingly anxious and agitated.

Song Wanning remained completely focused on integrating the contents of the furnace, showing no interest whatsoever in the suggestion of the Breath of Earth.

She doesn't need anything that doesn't obey her.

That condescending, condescending attitude is infuriating.

The ingredients in the furnace are fusing rapidly, and not a single mistake can be tolerated.

Song Wanning didn't have much experience in weapon crafting, but she was familiar with the basic operations of forging and upgrading her natal sword multiple times.

As the spiritual liquid was continuously added, the contents of the furnace gradually became viscous, resembling syrup.

She took out a long stick she had prepared and carefully began to stir.

Seeing his earnest expression, Xi Rang's heart sank to the bottom.

It has already said it is willing to sign a contract, so why is this woman still not tempted?

What does she mean?
Do you want to test yourself, or do you really not want to sign the contract?
Xi Rang felt completely unable to understand Song Wan Ning's thoughts. In the inherited memories, weren't those people always praising and protecting Xi Rang in order to form a contract with them, and moving them with their sincerity before forming a contract?
Why is it different here?

Xi Rang couldn't understand it, and he was tired of complaining.

It just mumbled softly, occasionally letting out a few cries.

After a night had passed, Song Wanning finally put down the long stick in her hand, a look of exhaustion flashing across her face.

Refining pills and crafting weapons both consume a lot of mental energy, and her head was starting to ache.

Just as I was about to take a break, Xirang started making sarcastic remarks again.

"Aren't you really going to consider begging me again?"

"Maybe this time I'll agree?"

Even at this point, it was still hampered by its pride.

Song Wanning glanced at it impatiently, took out a pill and swallowed it, then sat down to the side.

Xi Rang was still not giving up and kept making noise, which annoyed Song Wan Ning to no end.

Once she felt a little better, she got up and went to the table, reaching out to grab the bottle.

Xi Rang was overjoyed and immediately adopted an arrogant and condescending attitude.

"So, have you made up your mind?"

"If you beg me properly, I'll definitely make a contract with you!"

Sister Song: I've thought it through, I'm going to knock your head off right now!