Only after becoming emperor did he realize he was in a fantasy world of immortal cultivation.

He Buxi returned to the equipment room three hours later.

Upon entering, He Buxi's feigned hurried demeanor immediately crumbled.

His eyes even showed a hint of blankness.

this......

He had been in the Weapon Forging Hall for three years, and this was the first time he had ever seen the true face of the Weapon Forging Room.

It turns out that it is so spacious and so clear that everything is as bright as a mirror.

Most importantly, it made the chamber look like this.

Lin Yuan only took three short hours.

No, perhaps even earlier.

You should know that cleaning might not take much effort if you're a little skilled at it.

However, organizing these crafting materials and magical artifacts is extremely time-consuming.

There are only two possibilities for Lin Yuan's ability to organize things in such a short time.

Either his perception skills are exceptional, or... he just placed it haphazardly.

Thinking of this, He Buxi's gaze towards Lin Yuan couldn't help but become somewhat scrutinizing.

At the edge of the field of vision, Lin Yuan was sitting upright beside the jade table, his head slightly lowered, holding a teapot in one hand and slowly adding tea to the teacup.

His relaxed demeanor was nothing like the busy person he had just been.

He Buxi instantly had the answer in his heart.

"Junior Brother Lin, you seem quite relaxed," He Buxi said, stepping inside with a hint of teasing in his voice.

Upon hearing this, Lin Yuan slowly put down the teapot, looked up at the newcomer, and after He Buxi sat down opposite him, said softly, "Senior Brother is busy with weapon forging, so I naturally cannot keep up."

He Buxi, who had never refined a weapon, said: "..."

He Buxi coughed twice and forced a smile, saying, "I came here to find a magic artifact. Now that you have organized all the artifacts, I would like to trouble you to find it for me."

"I wonder what kind of magical artifact you are looking for, Senior Brother?" Lin Yuan then asked.

He Buxi had already concluded that Lin Yuan hadn't properly organized the equipment, so he pretended to be puzzled and said, "Yes..."

"I think it would be better if my junior brother took me to have a look."

Lin Yuan naturally saw through He Buxi's intention, and then said with a faint smile, "In that case, Senior Brother, please."

He Buxi then followed Lin Yuan to his side, and after walking several dozen steps, they stood in front of a row of wooden frames.

Looking around, all kinds of refining materials are neatly arranged according to their categories and uses.

He Buxi: "..."

Unconvinced, he went around to the back a few more rows.

Not a single mistake could be found.

"Junior Brother Lin," He Buxi said with difficulty, "the magic weapon I'm looking for is a damaged sword."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yuan immediately brought He Buxi to the sorting area.

He Buxi looked through them one by one. He was the one who usually collected the utensils in the equipment room, so he knew the damaged swords in the room very well.

It must be said that Lin Yuan did a very good job of sorting things out.

but......

"Junior Brother Lin, what a coincidence," He Buxi said with a hint of embarrassment on his face, but his eyes were full of smiles. He slowly said, "The sword I'm looking for just happens to be out of the way."

Lin Yuan looked at He Buxi, but his expression remained unchanged upon hearing this.

"It's alright, Junior Brother Lin. I suppose you were in a hurry and accidentally misplaced the sword." He Buxi put on an understanding expression, and then added, "However, Junior Brother, we are both weapon refiners, so we should always be cautious in everything we do."

He was delighted to see that Lin Yuan had not spoken, so he assumed that Lin Yuan had already learned his lesson.

Then I couldn't help but think of what Gong Xing had said earlier.

He thought to himself that Lin Yuan was nothing special.

It shouldn't be difficult to drive Lin Yuan out of the weapon-refining hall.

Just as He Buxi was about to speak again, he heard Lin Yuan say, "Senior brother, I think I know which sword you are looking for."

"Oh? Which one?" He Buxi asked casually.

"Senior brother, please come with me."

A moment later, Lin Yuan took a sword from the shelf and handed it to He Buxi.

He Buxi looked at the sword in his hand, his mind filled with complex emotions, and said, "This is indeed the sword I've been looking for... the Sky-Piercing Sword."

"but......"

He Buxi stared intently at the end of the sword.

Lin Yuan chuckled upon hearing this, "I was truly saddened to see that this sword, though a high-grade magic weapon, was damaged, so I repaired it without much thought."

"I hope my senior brother won't take offense."

He Buxi: "..."

He had considered various reasons why the Sky-Piercing Sword was not in the damaged sword area, but he never expected that Lin Yuan would have repaired it in such a short time!