Sixty years of blacksmithing, a single hammer blow forging a celestial being.

Chapter 3 The Explosion Fairy Delivers a Treat

"To the Waste Hall?"

The steward was somewhat surprised and looked up at Li Ping'an.

Having been in the inner sect for so many years, this was the first time he had ever heard someone voluntarily request to go to that place.

Are you sure?

The deacon frowned and asked again.

He originally only wanted to manipulate the other party and ask for a few spirit stones as a benefit, but he did not want to cause any deaths.

Although the Holy Maiden Lu Xue has already severed ties with this old man, she dares not gamble on what might happen next.

If the Holy Maiden suddenly remembers their past relationship and investigates, he will definitely be the first to die.

In places like abandoned halls, the spiritual energy is turbulent and poisonous miasma pervades.

He's gone after reaching the third level of Body Forging; he'll live for at most five days.

"Sure."

Li Pingan said calmly.

Seeing that he was determined, the deacon said no more.

"Since you insist on this, I will grant your wish."

"Here is the identity token for the abandoned hall. Take this inner disciple's robe and leave."

Li Pingan silently put away the token, picked up his clothes, and left the inner room.

Watching Li Ping'an leave, the steward stroked his beard, pondering whether he should have Li Ping'an write a receipt.

If you say you went voluntarily, then you can't be held responsible.

Just as he was considering, a young man dressed in a blue Taoist robe slipped in.

He exuded a powerful aura of a Concentrated Spirit Realm expert, radiating authority without anger.

The deacon's expression changed upon seeing who it was, and he hurriedly stood up.

"Senior Brother Zhang, what brings you here?"

The newcomer was none other than Zhang Lu, the chief disciple of the Heart Sword lineage.

Zhang Lu didn't waste any words and went straight to the point.

"That old fellow named Li Ping'an, which sect were you assigned to?"

Upon hearing this, the deacon's heart skipped a beat, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

Unsure of Zhang Lu's meaning, he could only stammer his explanation.

"Senior Brother Zhang, I also wanted to arrange a good place for him, but he... he insists on going to the abandoned hall, I really have no choice."

"Abandon the hall?"

Zhang Lu was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

"Good, very good. This saves me the trouble of doing it myself."

Upon hearing this, the deacon secretly wiped away a bead of cold sweat.

So this senior brother wasn't here to look after Li Ping'an; he was here to kill him.

Good heavens, I've heard that Senior Brother Lu has been pursuing Saintess Lu for many years but has been rejected.

It seems she's holding a grudge and wants to take it out on Li Ping'an!

Zhang Lu suppressed his smile and glanced at the steward indifferently.

"Remember to let me know when he dies."

The deacon nodded and bowed repeatedly in assurance.

"Don't worry, senior brother. I will report to you immediately if there is any movement over there."

Zhang Lu nodded in satisfaction and drifted away.

Unaware that someone was eyeing him, Li Ping'an had already changed into new clothes and was on his way to the abandoned hall.

The abandoned hall is nestled in a deep valley between several main peaks.

Because his cultivation level was only at the third stage of Body Tempering, he couldn't fly on a sword and could only travel on foot.

The mountain road was rugged, and it was still dark when he crossed two mountain peaks.

Just as he was passing by the inner gate alchemy room.

With a loud bang!

Flames shot into the sky!

Thick black smoke billowed out of an exquisite stone house.

Immediately afterwards, a young woman with a face covered in soot angrily emerged from the smoke.

"That shouldn't be happening, why did the oven explode again?"

"I followed the recipe my master gave me exactly, so where did I go wrong?"

The woman scratched her messy hair while waving her sleeves, using her spiritual power to dispel the surrounding black smoke.

Hearing the commotion, many fellow disciples passing by stopped to watch the excitement.

Sensing the laughter of those around her, the woman put her hands on her hips and raised her eyebrows.

"What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen an oven explode before?"

"Let's see if you believe me, this old lady will smear something in your pills next month and make you all explode!"

Upon hearing this threat, the disciples watching changed their expressions and quickly fled.

Clearly, this junior sister is someone you can't afford to offend in the inner sect.

Li Ping'an only glanced at it from afar before preparing to take a detour.

However, a gentle breeze blew by, and the dark-faced woman was already standing in front of him.

"stop."

"Are you from the abandoned hall?"

The woman caught a glimpse of the black wooden plaque at Li Ping'an's waist.

Li Ping'an stopped and cupped his hands in greeting.

"Yes."

"How come the people from the Waste Hall are only at the third level of Body Tempering? Never mind, it doesn't matter. Come over here and help me dispose of these useless pills."

"Grandma needs to hurry up and clean it up so she can prepare to refine the next batch."

She pointed to the black dregs and discarded pills scattered on the ground in front of the stone house.

"it is good."

Without wasting words, Li Ping'an stepped forward, squatted down, and began to tidy up.

When they had gathered together, he took off his robe and prepared to wrap up the waste pills.

The dark-faced woman was taken aback by his actions.

"Are you crazy? You didn't even bring a gas-proof wooden box, and you just carried it with your bare hands?"

"Are you out of your mind?"

Although these failed attempts at refining pills had resulted in completely chaotic medicinal properties, the toxic fumes they emitted were enough to erode the meridians of low-level cultivators.

Li Ping'an, however, remained calm.

Unseen by others, the ancient iron hammer in his sea of consciousness was trembling slightly.

The highly toxic fumes were passing through the body and being absorbed by the Sky Hammer.

The poison gas not only did not harm him, but instead became nourishment for the Sky Hammer.

But the woman was unaware that she was frowning as she looked at Li Ping'an.

"Take this. It's a low-grade antidote pill; it will keep you going for three hours."

"Consider these two low-grade spirit stones as a reward for your hard work. Hurry up and take your things with you."

Li Ping'an was somewhat surprised to receive the pills and spirit stones.

The girl in front of me may seem unruly, but she is kind at heart.

"Thank you, senior sister."

The woman gave a soft snort and turned her head away.

"No need to thank me. If you come to collect scrap next time, remember to pick out the junk and broken parts, and avoid these pills."

"Maybe you can live a few more days in the Waste Hall."

After saying that, she hurriedly turned around and went back to the stone house, slamming the door shut.

Li Ping'an looked at the tightly closed stone door and smiled slightly.

He carefully wrapped up the discarded pills and hurried down the mountain.

When he reached a secluded grove halfway up the mountain, he could no longer contain his excitement.

He looked around to make sure no one was there, and then summoned the Heaven-Forging Hammer from his sea of consciousness.

The moment the two low-grade spirit stones appeared, their spiritual energy was instantly absorbed by the Heaven-Forging Hammer, turning them into two clumps of powder.

With the support of spiritual energy, the ancient iron hammer emitted a faint light.

Li Ping'an placed the five jet-black waste pills on a flat boulder.

He took a deep breath, swung the hammer, and brought it down.

Melting Immortal.

Silently, the violent toxins and impurities were instantly stripped away, and the five discarded pills turned into a pool of pure medicinal powder under the hammer's shadow.

Li Ping'an did not stop, and swung the hammer a second time.

Casting God.

An invisible force recompressed and condensed the pure medicinal power.

Two round pills, gleaming with a faint luster, lay quietly on the boulder.

Low-grade, first tier: Body Tempering Pill.

Five useless pills that would have been fatal were actually refined into two perfectly intact cultivation pills.

Li Ping'an looked at the pill in his palm, his breathing becoming somewhat rapid.

It became.

They can truly turn waste into treasure!

This abandoned hall was truly his creation site.

This is going to be a huge success!

However, before he could examine it closely...