He then looked at the three tiny flying needles. The needles were golden in color and made of refined copper. Their tips were extremely sharp and gleamed with a faint cold light.

Qi Yunxiao held the flying needle in his hand, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes.

"The flying needle magic weapon looks small, but it is actually the most difficult to make. It requires precise control of spiritual energy. If you are not careful, it will break. I spent more than half a month and only made these three."

As he spoke, he flicked his finger, and three flying needles transformed into three golden beams of light, shooting straight at the distant green bamboo.

With a "whoosh," the flying needle pierced through the thick bamboo, demonstrating great force and excellent concealment, making it suitable for surprise attacks.

The last magical artifact was a palm-sized, mirror-like disc with intricate runes engraved on its surface and a small point of light in the center.

It was Qi Yunxiao who had a flash of inspiration and used the Eight Trigrams Furnace to deduce and refine the runes to create the Spirit Detecting Plate.

"I came up with this spirit-detecting disc by chance. It can detect the fluctuations of spiritual energy in the surroundings and identify the location of spiritual materials, magical artifacts, and even cultivators. However, I have never tested it and do not know how effective it is."

Qi Yunxiao held the Spirit Detection Disc with anticipation in his heart. He infused a wisp of spiritual energy into his fingertip, and the light spot in the center of the Spirit Detection Disc flickered slightly, but there was no other unusual movement.

It seems the spiritual energy here is evenly distributed, and there are no abnormalities at the moment.

Looking at the five top-tier magical artifacts before him, Qi Yunxiao felt a great sense of accomplishment.

All the hard work over the past four months has finally paid off.

He put away his magical artifacts; the Ascension Ceremony of Yue Kingdom would begin in a month.

"Perfect timing, it's time to head to Lanzhou for the Ascension Ceremony. We can test the effectiveness of this Spirit Detection Compass on the way."

Qi Yunxiao thought to himself, a hint of longing flashing in his eyes.

He turned and went into the bamboo house, carefully collecting the magical artifacts he had crafted over the past few days, the remaining materials, and the "Cloudy Insights" into his storage bag.

After tidying up, he walked to the door of the bamboo house, looked back at the bamboo house that had been with him for many years, looked at the green peaks and ridges behind him, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

Although he was reborn, he still had Xin Ruyin's memories in his mind.

This is where Xin Ruyin lived in seclusion and cultivated her spiritual practice; it holds too many of her memories.

"It seems that Xin Ruyin's memory is still somewhat affected."

Qi Yunxiao sighed inwardly, but there were also advantages to this, as he had inherited Xin Ruyin's comprehension.

"There are gains and losses in everything. Oh well, I'll come back and visit again another time!"

A moment later, Qi Yunxiao suppressed his reluctance, turned around and stepped onto the stone platform. He took out the Black Cloud Sword, and with a flick of his fingertips, the Black Cloud Sword floated beneath his feet.

He leaped into the air, landing steadily on the sword. He activated a flight incantation and uttered a soft shout: "Go!"

The Black Cloud Sword instantly transformed into a streak of black light, carrying him soaring into the sky, breaking through the spiritual mist in the mountains, and speeding towards Lanzhou.

The nameless hill behind him grew smaller and smaller until it disappeared into the horizon, but Qi Yunxiao's heart was filled with anticipation and fighting spirit.

Ascension Ceremony, here I come!

I'm coming to the vast world of cultivation!

In Lanzhou, a winding jade belt stretches across the land from east to west; this is the Xianglu Grand Canal, which connects the northern and southern regions.

The river water was crystal clear, with a light white mist swirling around its surface, making it look like a fairyland fallen to earth from afar.

At this moment, the water in the middle of the Grand Canal suddenly churned violently, and a black light burst out of the water, carrying with it a shower of water droplets, and shot straight into the sky.

As the water droplets dissipated, Qi Yunxiao's figure hovered steadily in mid-air. A few glistening water droplets still clung to his robes, but they evaporated into fine mist the surrounding spiritual energy blew them away.

He held the palm-sized spirit-detecting disc tightly in his hand. Runes flowed across the disc's surface, and the shimmering white light at its center had dimmed. The direction it had pointed was precisely the depths of the water.

"There are actually five Water Elemental Grasses, and they've all grown to be a hundred years old!"

Qi Yunxiao looked down at the calm river surface beneath his feet, his eyes filled with undisguised joy, and a smile unconsciously crept onto his lips.

He gently brushed his fingertips across the spirit-detecting disc, his heart filled with countless emotions.

Starting from the nameless mountain, we relied entirely on the Spirit Detection Compass to find many hidden spiritual materials. This time, we were able to find the Hundred-Year Water Element Grass, which was also thanks to the Spirit Detection Compass.

At first, he spent a long time exploring the spirit-detecting compass, but now, after traveling for the past few days, he has already figured out its functions perfectly.

The detection range of this spirit-detecting disc is not very wide, only about a mile.

The constant, luminous white light at the center of the plate is his own position; no matter where he is, that point of light always stays firmly in the center.

Wherever there is an unusual spiritual energy within a mile, the spirit detection compass will light up with faint spiritual light in the corresponding direction.

The denser the spiritual light, the richer the spiritual energy. He only needs to slowly approach the light spots and he will eventually find traces of the spiritual creature.

However, this spirit-detecting compass also has its shortcomings.

It can only detect the density of spiritual energy, but it cannot distinguish the strength of abnormal spiritual energy, let alone identify the grade of spiritual objects.

Therefore, the spiritual objects that Qi Yunxiao found along the way were of varying quality. Sometimes, following the light, he would find only a few ordinary spiritual herbs or a piece of ore containing a weak spiritual energy.

Even so, the worst spiritual item could be exchanged for dozens of low-grade spirit stones in the market, which was much less troublesome than when he used to refine low-grade magic weapons for sale.

Thinking this, Qi Yunxiao became increasingly satisfied with the Spirit Detection Compass, his fingertips caressing the runes on its surface.

"As expected of a celestial artifact used by Laozi, even by merely borrowing its power of deduction, such a practical magical artifact can be forged."

He sighed inwardly, his eyes filled with awe and pride.

The creation of the Spirit Detection Plate was merely a flash of inspiration. I used the Eight Trigrams Furnace to perform a deduction, and it actually turned into such a useful object.

It seems that the true power of the Eight Trigrams Furnace is far greater than what he can currently unleash.

"With the Eight Trigrams Furnace, my cultivation path will be much smoother."

After getting ready, Qi Yunxiao looked up into the distance. His gaze pierced through the light mist and revealed the outline of a majestic city a hundred miles away. With its blue bricks and gray tiles, it was none other than Jiayuan City, an important town in Lanzhou.

With a surge of spiritual energy, a black light flew out from the storage bag at Qi Yunxiao's waist; it was the Black Cloud Sword, forged from a mixture of iron essence.

He lightly touched the hilt of the sword with his toes, and his body landed steadily on the sword. The spiritual energy around him slowly flowed into the sword.

The Black Cloud Sword trembled slightly, emitting a deep hum, and the black patterns on the sword blade shone brightly, with a faint black light swirling around it.

Qi Yunxiao gave a soft shout, and the Black Cloud Sword beneath his feet instantly transformed into a streak of black light, carrying him towards Jiayuan City.

The wind whistled in my ears, the Grand Canal beneath me gradually shrank, the green mountains on both banks rushed past, and the white mist in the sky was parted by the sword energy.

Sunlight streamed through the clouds, casting his robes in the wind as he sped away.

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