When I woke up, the entire cultivation world was talking about my master.

The woman believed that Chu Xianlan's desire to conquer the spirits of heaven and earth was a completely unrealistic idea.

A child like him lacks experience and his cultivation is not high enough. Even if he has good talent, it is impossible for him to come into contact with beings at the level of the spirits of heaven and earth.

After all, it had taken him a great deal of effort to borrow a stove fire back then.

"Sigh, stop daydreaming. You should just give up now to avoid wasting your time." Out of kindness for a junior, the woman advised her to quit.

Just as he was reminiscing about his past, Chu Xianlan turned around and walked to Yi Chen's side, her tone extremely excited: "Master, that's great, it's Yan Ling!"

woman:?

Yi Chen's cool eyes remained calm as he nodded slightly to the young man, showing no sign of disapproval.

The woman watched their interaction with even greater confusion. What did this mean? It was one thing for the disciple to be clueless, but did the master not understand her words? Heaven and earth, heaven and earth, heaven and earth, you see!

Don't you have any self-awareness? It's very difficult!

"Senior, where exactly is Yan Ling?"

Chu Xianlan was rubbing her hands together, clearly ready to make a big splash.

The woman thought he was hopeless; good words were useless against this damned devil. She snorted, pointed outwards, and a beam of spiritual light shot out from her fingertip: "Fine, since you're so stubborn, then don't regret it."

Yanling is in the lava lake; let's invite him out.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A muffled sound came from the bottom of the lava lake, and the entire lake surface seemed to boil, bubbling and gurgling, flames rising, and huge waves of lava several meters high being stirred up.

"Go," the woman said, gazing at the churning, crimson lake. "Your horse is here."

Chu Xianlan asked in confusion, "A horse?"

He frowned and saw a blinding red shadow hurtling toward the location of the weapon-refining pavilion.

It really is a horse.

Yanling was actually a galloping steed that seemed to be formed from flames.

"Who is it that disturbed my sleep?!" The wild horse roared to the sky, speaking in human language.

With a grumpiness that seemed to have been forcibly pulled from the depths of the earth, Yanling's horse stomped on the ground with such force that the weapon-refining pavilion trembled slightly as it rammed about haphazardly.

Just as Chu Xianlan slightly opened her eyes, the snow on her shoulder stirred.

"Hmm?" Sensing the presence of a fellow being, Xue Ling, who had been quiet all along, rubbed her eyes, squinted, and slowly flew over.

Yan Ling trembled all over!

Water element! What disgusting spiritual energy!

Two lava hooves were raised high forward, frantically pawing in the air, sparks flying, forcefully halting the momentum of the charge.

"Wait, wait! You, you stay away!" The once domineering Yan Ling shrank back, her four hooves flailing wildly in the air, almost getting tied in knots. "Stay away from me! Don't touch me! Don't touch me! Don't touch me—!!!"

Chu Xianlan: "..."

Are you kidding me? Such a handsome, fiery steed is afraid of such a well-behaved and cute little girl.

Xue Ling floated gracefully to Yan Ling's side.

In her innocent and curious tone, she asked, "What would happen if I touched it?"

After saying that, Xue Ling was eager to try.

As if seeing a demon from the underworld, Yan Ling was terrified and half of the flames around her went out. She screamed, "This is disgusting!!!"

The next second, the fiery horse tumbled and crawled back to the lava lake, then jumped into the sea of ​​fire with a splash.

However, it was of no use.

Yan Ling was eventually pulled out of the lake by Xue Ling. He had a really bad temper and was extremely uncooperative.

Yan Ling exhaled scorching hot air from his nostrils, hissing and snorting indiscriminately isolating everyone present.

Completely out of sorts, the woman was momentarily at a loss for words, then turned to look at Chu Xianlan, "You brat, you actually have the spirit of heaven and earth by your side?!"

Chu Xianlan: "Yes."

The woman angrily retorted, "Why didn't you say so sooner?! How dare you play me for fools!"

Chu Xianlan: "You didn't ask either."

"Pah!" Yan Ling spat into the Heavenly Crafting Furnace.

However, a fist-sized, golden-red flame landed on the furnace wall.

At first, there was only a faint light, but then flames that almost shot into the sky burst forth from inside the Heavenly Crafting Furnace. Wherever the flames passed, the grime that had accumulated on the outer wall of the Heavenly Crafting Furnace for thousands of years was burned away, and the originally dull furnace body revealed its true appearance.

—Open the furnace!

A wave of intense heat washed over him, causing Chu Xianlan's heart to surge and his eyes to burn with fire. The boy's tall, black hair flew about as he took a step forward, and the enhancement array covering the entire weapon-refining pavilion lit up layer by layer from beneath his feet.

Defensive arrays, spirit-gathering arrays, stabilizing arrays, amplifying arrays... dozens of ancient arrays with different functions were awakened one after another, and the weapon-refining pavilion came back to life.

The magical artifacts suspended throughout the Refining Pavilion responded to the array's summons, connecting with spiritual energy and displaying their unique abilities. Numerous different colored spiritual energies were injected into the top of the Heavenly Palace Furnace. Chu Xianlan was surprised to find that the furnace fire changed color the instant it absorbed the various colored spiritual energies, becoming dazzling and magnificent.

Myriad colors of creation in flames.

The woman's illusory figure hovered to the side, staring blankly. She had initially thought that Chu Xianlan just wanted to open the furnace for fun and hadn't taken it seriously at all.

She truly hadn't expected that Chu Xianlan would be able to fully activate the array system here.

Unbelievable.

At the same time, a golden pillar of light, piercing through the heavens and earth, rose into the sky above the secret realm.

"Is it the Sword Cave? Did Chu Xianlan really trigger something extraordinary inside the Sword Cave?"

"That can't be..."

"Only the appearance of an ancient artifact could trigger such a phenomenon! This is incredible! This is truly incredible! He's at least drawn his ancient sword!"

Taming an ancient sword, if it gains the recognition of a divine weapon as its master, may indeed trigger extraordinary phenomena such as sword energy soaring into the sky. Unfortunately, what most people don't know is that legendary weapon-forging masters can also trigger extraordinary phenomena when using the Heavenly Crafting Furnace.

Outside the secret realm, no one would ever know, no matter how hard they tried.

Chu Xianlan did not draw her sword at all, nor did she attempt to tame any of the spirit swords.

Ten thousand years later, he reopened the Heavenly Crafting Furnace, which was used to forge ancient swords.

In some ways, this is even more significant than successfully taming the sword.

"It's all over, it's all over." Su Yun fainted.

An ancient sword! That's an ancient sword!

It seems that the eldest brother's life is completely in danger.

Inside the weapon-refining pavilion, Chu Xianlan turned around, flames burning fiercely in her eyes, her voice piercing through the surrounding roar: "Master, hand over the Unbound Boat to me."

The boy's spiritedness was natural at this moment, and even the light and heat behind him, which were enough to burn everything, became his backdrop, unable to steal the slightest bit of his brilliance.

Yi Chen gazed at his profile illuminated by the firelight. The seedling he had planted with his own hands had weathered wind and snow and was now lush and verdant.

Chu Xianlan has grown into a form he cannot refuse.

So much so that, at this moment, or at every moment in the past, my heart is uncontrollably moved by it.

The swordsman handed his natal sword to his disciple and said in a low voice, "Good."