A Mortal's Journey to Immortality: Starting as a Sword-Forging Servant and Ascending to Immorta

No one spoke in the weapon-refining room.

The disciples standing outside the door changed their expressions upon hearing this.

One hundred Frost Shields.

If Chen Baichuan fails to complete the task, he'll be in trouble.

Those who participated in the refining process were also subject to punishment.

Someone couldn't help but speak up.

"Elder, why don't we send the finished shield for inspection first? Six sides are better than none."

The other person gritted their teeth.

"What's the use of six sides? The sect needs a hundred sides!"

"What can we do then? Keep refining, keep frying?"

Du Heng raised his hand to stop the argument.

"Don't open the furnace again."

"If all the remaining Cold Sound Iron is destroyed, the Weapon Hall won't even have any evidence left to examine the materials."

Chen Baichuan stood there, his face frighteningly gloomy.

After a moment, he turned to look at Zhou Lingxuan.

"You just said, the seventh method."

"Does it still count?"

"Calculate."

Du Heng frowned.

"What seventh method?"

Chen Baichuan ignored him.

"Zhou Lingxuan, do you really have a solution?"

"Move all the scrap shield blanks over here first."

Chen Baichuan was stunned.

"Where to move to?"

Zhou Lingxuan pointed to the largest refining furnace in the center.

"Pile them all in."

Du Heng immediately stepped forward.

"Elder Chen, you mustn't!"

"Those shield blanks are full of fire poison. If they're piled up in the main furnace and ignited, the entire forging room could explode!"

"Who told you to start a fire?"

Zhou Lingxuan looked at him.

Du Heng paused for a moment.

"Why move it inside if you're not going to light the stove?"

Waste disposal.

"This is the Weapon Hall!"

"so what?"

"This is not an abandoned hall!"

Zhou Lingxuan pointed to the fragments on the ground.

"They've already exploded; you just personally declared them scrap. Who gets the scrapped stuff?"

Du Heng opened his mouth.

Chen Baichuan's face twitched.

He recalled Zhou Lingxuan's earlier words.

Who is responsible for managing waste materials?

It really did return to the abandoned hall.

"Move everything."

Chen Baichuan raised his hand and waved.

"Bring the intact Frostbite Iron as well!"

Du Heng became anxious.

"Elder, we can't do this!"

"If this person makes a mistake, we won't be able to save the last bit of the main material!"

"Do you have a solution?"

Du Heng remained silent.

"Shut up if you don't."

Chen Baichuan glanced at the disciples outside the door.

"What are you waiting for? Send all the shattered shield blanks, failed blanks, and Frost Iron into the central furnace!"

"quick!"

The disciples dared not delay.

Some people moved the shield blanks from the ground, some carried wooden boxes, and others picked up the scattered scraps around the furnace piece by piece.

Du Heng stood still, his expression constantly changing.

He wanted to stop it.

But Chen Baichuan had already given the order.

He also wanted to see what tricks Zhou Lingxuan, who was famous for blacksmithing, had up his sleeve.

Less than half an incense stick's time.

Materials were piled up in front of the central refining furnace.

There were more than seventy shattered shield blanks, and more than three hundred catties of intact Cold Sound Iron. The furnace mouth opened, and there were still scorch marks from the previous round of smelting inside.

Zhou Lingxuan walked to the stove.

"Turn off the furnace fire array."

One of the disciples hesitated and looked at Chen Baichuan.

Chen Baichuan spoke in a deep voice.

"close."

The disciple removed the array plate, and the fire at the bottom of the furnace gradually went out.

The scorching furnace walls slowly darkened.

Du Heng couldn't help but speak up.

"Without firing, the Cold Sound Iron won't react at all."

"The fire poison is hidden inside; you have to get it out first."

"How can I give it to them?"

Zhou Lingxuan did not answer.

He reached out and grabbed a shattered shield blank, then casually tossed it into the furnace.

Clang!

The iron block hit the bottom of the furnace.

Then, the second piece, and the third piece.

The disciples of the Weapon Hall carried the materials back and forth, and soon all the waste blanks and Cold Sound Iron were put into the central furnace.

The furnace was piled up to the brim.

Reddish-brown spots were faintly visible in the cracks of the iron.

Zhou Lingxuan stood in front of the furnace, raised his hand and closed the lid, leaving only a crack.

Du Heng stared at the furnace lid.

"Manager Zhou, if you're going to use secret techniques, you should at least make us back off."

"Step back a bit."

Zhou Lingxuan spoke.

The disciples of the Weapon Hall immediately retreated.

Du Heng, however, did not move.

Chen Baichuan also stood still.

"I will not retreat."

"If anything goes wrong, I can protect you."

Zhou Lingxuan glanced at him.

"You can stand closer."

Chen Baichuan sensed something was wrong.

"What do you mean?"

"There's a lot of waste material, so if the furnace collapses, there will be more people to move it."

"You old man!"

Chen Baichuan raised his hand to scold him, but in the end he didn't take another step forward.

Zhou Lingxuan lowered his hands.

The wide cuffs covered the palms.

Within the sea of ​​consciousness, the small purple jade hammer slowly rose to the surface.

The patterns on the hammer surface lit up.

The cold, metallic iron inside the furnace, through the thick furnace walls, was reflected in his mind piece by piece.

The iron itself has a bluish sheen.

The fiery toxins were coiled deep within the blue light, so fine they were almost invisible.

The fire poison was enveloped by spiritual power, binding the spirit of the Cold Sound Iron like vines.

No wonder the earth fire couldn't refine it.

The longer it burns, the more toxic the fire becomes.

The cold iron is drawn by the coldness, while the fire poison is stimulated by the heat; neither side is willing to give way.

Zhou Lingxuan did not peel it.

He directly activated the Heaven-Forging Hammer.

hum.

The furnace wall trembled slightly.

Du Heng suddenly looked up.

"There's a fluctuation of spiritual energy inside the furnace!"

Chen Baichuan raised his hand and set up a spiritual energy barrier, sealing the weapon-refining room even more tightly.

On the first shield blank inside the furnace, the crimson poisonous spot suddenly lit up.

Then, the second piece, and the third piece.

The fire poison that was originally hidden in the iron core was all pulled out by an invisible force.

Thin red lights pierced through the cracks in the material and struck the furnace lid.

However, the stove lid was not opened.

The red light had barely risen half a foot before it vanished into thin air.

Du Heng's breath hitched for a second.

"What about the fire poison?"

No one answered.

Sweat beaded on Zhou Lingxuan's forehead.

A wisp of fiery poison entered his sea of ​​consciousness.

The small purple jade hammer vibrated gently.

The fire poison was swallowed as soon as it approached the hammer.

Then came the second and third strands.

The fire poison is increasing.

Originally ferocious, they were suppressed into their most primal power after entering his sea of ​​consciousness by the Heaven-Forging Hammer. As the hammer vibrated, that power flowed down his soul, seeping into his limbs and bones.

Zhou Lingxuan's shoulders and back were slightly tense.

This fire poison is far more potent than the toxicity of the waste materials from Dantang.

A surge of scorching power crashed into the body, breaking through the subtle blockages hidden deep within the meridians, and repeatedly tempering the muscles and bones.

He didn't get distracted by absorbing the information.

There are still nearly a hundred shield blanks in the furnace.

Once stopped, the toxic fire that was just ignited will seep back into the material.

"Zhou Lingxuan?"

Chen Baichuan noticed that his expression was off and took a step forward.

"Stop if you can't hold on!"

"Don't come near."

Zhou Lingxuan raised his hand.

Chen Baichuan stopped in his tracks.

A series of soft, dense hissing sounds emanated from inside the furnace.

Click.

Click click.

Du Heng's expression changed drastically.

"The shield embryo is cracking!"

"I told you we couldn't do anything reckless!"

He raised his hand to lift the stove lid.

Chen Baichuan grabbed his wrist.

"wait!"

"If we wait any longer, all the materials will be gone!"

"Shut up!"

Du Heng struggled twice, but couldn't break free.

The cracking sounds inside the furnace increased.

The disciples' faces turned pale.

They could tell that it wasn't the muffled sound before an explosion.

It looked more like something was forcibly torn off from the iron.

next moment.

A red light shone through the gap in the furnace lid.

Du Heng's pupils contracted.

"The fire poison has been released!"

The red light did not explode.

As soon as it burst out of the furnace lid, it scattered into tiny specks of light in mid-air and disappeared in an instant.

Chen Baichuan stared intently at the crack.

The second one.

The third way.

More and more fire poison poured out of the furnace.

None of them escaped.

They all disappeared before Zhou Lingxuan's eyes.

Du Heng's Adam's apple bobbed.

"What kind of tactic is this?"

Chen Baichuan did not answer.

He couldn't understand it either.

All he could see was Zhou Lingxuan standing in front of the furnace, never touching the fire or carving any array patterns.

The fire poison was indeed spreading outwards.

Another half incense stick's time passed.

No more cracking sounds came from inside the furnace.

The crimson light gradually faded.

Zhou Lingxuan raised his hand and pressed down on the stove lid.

"Open."

Chen Baichuan immediately stepped forward.

The moment the furnace lid was lifted, everyone looked inside.

The charred black at the broken edge of the topmost shattered shield embryo has faded.

The red spots that were originally deep inside have all disappeared.

The Cold Sound Iron returned to its icy blue color, with frost patterns extending from the fracture all the way to the inside, so clean that there wasn't a single impurity.

Du Heng rushed to the furnace and grabbed the shield blank.

He first probed with his spiritual power, then gently tapped the iron material near his ear.

Ding.

The voice was clear.

Du Heng's hand trembled slightly.

"impossible……"

He picked up a second piece, then a third.

Every single one is the same.

The fire poison is gone.

It wasn't that it was being suppressed.

It's not a temporary hibernation.

The material was completely clean inside, without even any impurities left by the erosion caused by fire.

Chen Baichuan grabbed a piece of intact Cold Sound Iron and poured his true energy into it.

The Cold Sound Iron shone with an icy blue luster.

No erythema.

There are no cracks.

The spiritual connection is even smoother than before.

Chen Baichuan turned to look at Zhou Lingxuan.

"You've dealt with all the fire poison...?"

Zhou Lingxuan rubbed his wrist.

"The waste has been disposed of."

Du Heng was still holding the shield blank, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

"That's impossible."

"The fire poison has already seeped into the core; even the natal spirit fire of a Nascent Soul cultivator might not be able to cleanse it so thoroughly."

"You didn't light the furnace, you didn't use fire, and you didn't use any formations..."

Zhou Lingxuan looked up.

"Can we forge the shield now?"

Du Heng choked.

Chen Baichuan reacted first and slammed his hand on the edge of the stove.

"able!"

"Of course!"

He turned and rushed out of the weapon-refining room, his voice echoing throughout half of the weapon-refining hall.

"Everyone who can move, get back here!"

"Start both the main furnace and auxiliary furnaces!"