One person: I am Li Buren, I cannot bear to do anything!

As a sorcerer, Wang Ye is extremely sensitive to matters that have a significant impact on the world.

As the enormous furnace began to operate, a rumbling sound and wisps of smoke mingled together.

Wang felt an unprecedented sense of unease in his heart.

Ma Xianhong did not answer Wang Ye immediately, but simply watched the huge steel beast rumble as it operated.

"This is far from a perfect body-cultivating furnace, far from it."

Ma Xianhong's eyes were now filled with a myriad of emotions, and his gaze toward the cultivation furnace seemed to hold an endless treasure.

"Currently, all the root weapons that can enter the furnace are of inferior quality. Only the furnace master with excellent physique and talent can determine the quality of the weapon being forged."

Wang Ye could almost sense that Ma Xianhong's obsession and fanaticism for this cultivation furnace had reached a level of near-madness.

"I need enough sample examples, and real experts who can truly be considered top-level masters to help me."

He suddenly turned around and looked at Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing.

"If the two sorcerers can help me, then when this cultivation furnace is truly completed, you can both use it."

"He will rise to a level you can't even imagine!"

Li couldn't help but pick at his ear.

"Unimaginable? That's certainly hard to imagine. If you try to imagine it any further, the Old Master will be in deep trouble..."

But he only thought about it in his heart and didn't say anything. Instead, he looked at Ma Xianhong with great interest.

"The body does not fail its destiny, but the Way is higher than destiny."

"I'm curious, what exactly is his solution to break this deadlock?"

Wang Ye immediately shouted exaggeratedly.

"oh!"

"Village Chief Ma, you handled this matter with such generosity! Awesome!"

"This is truly amazing! In all my years, I've never seen anything like it before, don't you think, Old Qing?"

Wang Ye casually nudged Zhuge Qing, who was standing next to him, with his elbow.

But Zhuge Qing was rubbing his chin, seemingly deep in thought with his head down.

Realizing that Wang was talking to him, he nodded slightly.

"Yes, indeed, it's amazing..."

The group left the tower with varying expressions, leaving the enormous cultivation furnace back in darkness.

The door didn't seem to be closed properly, and a beam of light quietly slipped inside.

...

Into the night

Biyou Village still seemed somewhat deserted, but Ma Xianhong led the group to a large banyan tree.

A gentle night breeze stirred the shadows of the trees.

With a slight chill in the air and the village scenery of green bricks and red tiles, the group enjoyed their meal, clinking glasses and eating a few stir-fries with great pleasure.

"Come, come, you two Taoist priests, Mr. Zhuge, I must offer you a toast!"

Ma Xianhong seemed slightly tipsy, his face flushed as he toasted the group.

Li couldn't bear the thought of his seemingly bottomless capacity for alcohol, so he picked up his cup and offered it to Ma Xianhong.

Zhuge Qing accepted all offers without hesitation, drinking each cup in one gulp after each toast.

Wang Ye, however, had a moderate alcohol tolerance and only took a small sip.

Ma Xianhong downed the wine in his glass in one gulp.

"Gentlemen, as you have seen, whether it's these beautiful creatures, the creations, or those magical artifacts, they all come from the Divine Craftsmanship."

"If you are really willing to stay and help me, then wait until the Body Refining Furnace truly becomes perfect."

The white-haired man suddenly stood up, staring intently at the two of them.

"I will also pass on one of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques, this Divine Mechanism Hundred Refinements, to you."

Li Buren's expression remained unchanged.

But Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing were both taken aback, staring blankly at Ma Xianhong.

Zhuge Qing had never mastered the Eight Extraordinary Skills, but the mere mention of them, coupled with his decisiveness, was enough to astonish him.

Wang Ye was even more surprised.

He truly possessed one of the Eight Extraordinary Skills and knew its precious value and immense power.

His shock was even greater than Zhuge Qing's.

"You really are very generous."

Zhuge Qing's smile returned. "These are the Eight Extraordinary Skills, you just give them away like that?"

"I knew you wouldn't believe me."

"Mr. Zhuge, what makes us so confident in calling ourselves the New Jie Sect?"

"Behind the great battle of the Investiture of the Gods was a frenzied fight between two extraordinary individuals, which ultimately stemmed from differences in their ideologies."

The young man, who seemed somewhat drunk yet also remarkably clear-headed, looked up at the moon.

"Compared to the so-called orthodox Chan sect's 'it is not transmitted to anyone but a sage,' I have more faith in..."

"Education should be provided to all without discrimination!"

Ma Xianhong looked at the two of them with an excited expression.

"madman."

Such a thought suddenly appeared in Wang Ye's mind.

To him, a person like Ma Xianhong was undoubtedly a madman.

Wang Ye subconsciously glanced at Zhuge Qing and Li Buren beside him.

Li Buren seemed completely out of it, still picking at the meat in the stir-fried pork with chili peppers and eating it voraciously.

Zhuge Qing lowered his head slightly, deep in thought.

Just as Wang Ye was about to pat Zhuge Qing, Ma Xianhong hurriedly asked.

"So, gentlemen, would you be willing to stay and lend me a hand?"

Li couldn't bear to put down his chopsticks and was the first to express his opinion.

"I'll listen to my junior brother."

Zhuge Qing remained silent.

Wang Ye's mind raced, and he also revealed a chuckle.

"Village Chief Ma is so kind, and the conditions he offered are so generous. Well then, I'll think about it all night and give you an answer tomorrow."

Ma Xianhong nodded and didn't press the matter.

"Alright, then I'll wait for your replies tomorrow."

Ma Xianhong left with his men.

Wang Ye tugged at the other two, preparing to hurry back.

Li Buren was still frantically eating meat, his hand speed already so fast it was blurry.

Zhuge Qing was a little stunned, but Wang Ye still pulled him back to his residence.

"Hey, Lao Wang, what are you doing?"

Seeing Wang Ye unpacking his suitcase, Zhuge Qing leaned over to take a look.

Li couldn't bear to glance at him sideways.

"Old Qing, are those two spirit pearls under your eyebrows? My junior brother looks like he's about to run away!"

Wang Ye quickly tugged at Li Buren.

"Senior brother, keep your voice down!"

"That 'Master Ma' guy is obviously a madman. If he hears us, we're both in big trouble!"

"It's alright, he certainly wouldn't be so bored as to listen to what we're saying on Tingfengyin."

Zhuge Qing: "?"

"Are we really going to just leave without saying goodbye? Wouldn't that be bad for Master Ma...?"

Wang also glanced at him sideways.

"Old Qing, you don't want to stay, do you? This guy's a lunatic!"

Zhuge Qing touched his face.

"How could that be? Look at what you're saying, let's go, let's go."

Li Buren maintained his faint smile as he followed behind the two men.

"Old Qing, why aren't you packing your things?"

"The mountain road is too remote, we don't need those things."

"Wow, young people are so extravagant, unlike me."

In the mountains, thick fog blanketed the area, and the moonlight seemed to be completely blocked by the dense shadows of the trees.

The road ahead was pitch black.

"Look at this desolate wilderness, even if they buried us here, my master might not be able to find me even after three days of digging."

"Do you think he called me over just to help? Or is there some other purpose?"

"Old Qing, Old Qing, why aren't you saying anything?"

"After seeing that damn furnace, you became less talkative."

"Even my senior brother is one of them."

Li couldn't bear to raise his hand.

"I was just hungry and busy eating."

"Where's Lao Qing? Lao Qing, did you hear me?"

Wang Ye wanted to shout again, but he heard Zhuge Qing suddenly stop and point ahead.

"Look."