Is it wrong to want to marry a weapon?

"What the hell!?"

"In the end what happened?"

At this moment, Feng Juan Canyun had just recovered from the shock of the Soul-Suppressing Technique.

She blinked in confusion, realizing that she had already consumed a huge amount of spiritual energy before she had even made a move.

How is this possible… ?

The girl with long, white-purple hair had only glanced at her...

As Feng Juan Canyun's injuries gradually healed, she looked at the two people standing in front of her.

Although I don't understand how these high-level weapon refiners from the holy land dared to invade the master's palace.

However, once this decision is made...

Does that mean they came here seeking death?

The next second, a heavy greatsword shrouded in seven-colored smoke materialized in her hands, summoning her true form; then, in an extremely sinister tone, she said, "I will cruelly torture and kill you two to atone for their crime of sneak attack!"

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When Lu Chan closes his eyes, he can easily sense the source of spiritual energy.

The group rampaged through the palace and soon encountered the second protective artifact.

Superb Beast-type Spirit Artifact: Kashinf Ghost Beauty Butterfly.

Under the gaze of everyone.

It was a steel butterfly, its entire body wrapped in blood-red patterns and dripping with blood.

All beast-type spirit weapons in the world are made of steel; this is the law governing the existence of spirit weapons.

Seeing the crowd rushing towards it, it became slightly wary and murmured, "Strange, isn't that top-grade wind-elemental magical artifact guarding the palace entrance? How come it allowed them to pass through so easily?"

"Has she already been defeated?"

"Is there something special about these guys?"

Out of caution, the butterfly did not approach the people rashly.

Seeing the girl with long white and purple hair glare at it, it flew backward dozens of meters away, even making way for her.

This girl doesn't look like someone to mess with.

Lu Chan whispered, "Huang Qiduo, Ling Changji, you two help me stop this magical artifact. You know what the consequences will be if we accidentally let it escape."

"..."

"I understand!!" Huang Qiduo stopped with a helpless expression and turned to look at the beast-type spiritual weapon.

Without a doubt, compared to a powerful beast-type spiritual weapon, Princess Zijing is far more terrifying!

Even ordinary weapon refiners would tremble at the mere mention of the name "Di Ting You Ming".

However, regardless of the circumstances, this magical artifact is merely a protective artifact for the Netherworld...

As long as they are not facing the Di Ting You Ming himself, they will at least not be in mortal danger.

Therefore, in order to avoid being slaughtered by Princess Zijing, they had no choice but to fight!

And then they saw the two men who were ready to die.

Xiao Hanye secretly thought to himself, "Lu Chan's tyranny is really something else. How come I didn't realize this when we were still at the Weapon Forging Academy?"

Soon.

Under the watchful eyes of the three, the passageway of the dark palace grew increasingly narrow and cramped, and clusters of purple candles gradually ignited on both sides of the corridor, illuminating the passageway ahead.

Lu Chan murmured softly, "We haven't seen the last protective artifact yet."

"But it doesn't matter."

Soon, she found the source of the spiritual energy based on her senses; at the same time, the three of them had almost reached the end of the palace.

Stepping in lightly, one enters a cold, sinister, dark space, resembling a morgue.

In the silent, empty hall, only a few faint candles hung in the corners of the walls.

Noticing that Nan He and Xiao Hanye both looked rather solemn, and that they didn't even dare to make a sound...

Lu Chan explained softly, "Don't worry, dark-type magical artifacts love to play tricks. She probably went out to look for us on her own."

"Ignore her, she'll probably come back on her own in a bit."

"But..."

A slight smile appeared on Lu Chan's lips: "Let's take advantage of this short time and ransack her collection."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Chan stepped out of his purple cloth shoes and into the hall, and also into a pitch-black river. This was... the cradle that nurtured the spirits of the netherworld.

"Wait, Lu Chan, look up and see!"

"What it is!?"

Just then, Xiao Hanye suddenly reminded him with a look of horror.

Under the watchful eyes of the three, in the center of the hall, there was an astonishing stone pillar that pierced through the palace and stood tall in the clouds!

This place is absolutely the core area of ​​District Seven!

This stone pillar was bound by countless dark purple chains, and it was engraved with terrifying and obscure characters, making it seem as if it were something from the mortal world.

it is……

A once fallen innate emperor's sword...

At this moment, Xiao Hanye and Nan He's breathing almost stopped. Feeling the overwhelming and terrifying aura, like that of a demon god, they dared not step into the darkness.

Lu Chan, however, approached the stone pillar casually.

She glanced at the inscription briefly and then quietly examined it, saying, "So that's how it is. This forbidden area is the legacy of a dark-elemental innate emperor."

"It seems this magical artifact isn't completely dead yet."

As for fear...?

Lu Chan hadn't experienced this kind of emotion in a long time.

Not to mention, her natal spiritual weapon in her previous life was a Primordial Emperor Sword, and even more so, an Acquired Overlord Sword - Bi Hua Jie!

Now that he has seen a half-dead emperor, Lu Chan is even less likely to feel any awe.

As she looked down, she saw countless pieces of broken iron and spiritual techniques soaking in the river, and called out, "Nanhe, come and take a look quickly, these are all spoils of war from the Listening to the Netherworld!"

"There's also a lot of powder that can be used to refine top-grade spiritual techniques."

"What!?"

"Have you found the materials for the spiritual technique?"

Upon hearing the words "spiritual skill," Miss Nanhe's attitude underwent a complete transformation, changing from being hesitant and timid to fearless.

She excitedly ran to Lu Chan's side and immediately began to examine the powders used to refine spiritual techniques.

The collections and spoils of the Listening Netherworld are simply countless!

Like countless stars, they were all immersed in this black stream.

This is the true essence of a superior spiritual artifact, worthy of residing in the core area of ​​the five forbidden zones.

While collecting materials for refining spiritual techniques, Nan He waved her hand and said, "Xiao Hanye, what are you still standing there for? Come and get your things!"

"These were all given to us by that kind-hearted person who gave us top-grade spiritual artifacts; we might as well take them."

"..."

I witnessed the actions of Lu Chan and Nan He.

Xiao Hanye was speechless.

Right now, they're in the boudoir of the Listening Netherworld, not knowing when that person will return, yet the two of them are so bold as to start robbing?

This is no longer a thief.

This is robbery!!

Judging from their practiced manner, it seemed that this wasn't the first time they had done something like this.

However, because the temptation of the spoils of the Netherworld Listening was too great, Xiao Hanye still mustered up his courage and followed in, starting to pick up one piece of broken iron and spirit embryo after another.

As they collected the items, time ticked by, and they almost completely forgot about the threat posed by the Listening Netherworld.

Miss Nanhe alone took away almost all of the spiritual skills and materials for refining the Di Ting You Ming.

Soon, when Nanhe received a small bottle containing icy blue spring water, her breath hitched slightly.

She recognized what was inside the bottle immediately.

Nanhe's sky-blue eyes widened involuntarily.

This... is exactly the item I've been searching for and dreaming of!

They actually found so many at once!

Her heart started pounding, but a few seconds later, she pretended to be nonchalant and put it back in her pocket.

It's such a waste that a magical artifact possesses such a wonderful thing. Let me keep it safe for her.

Miss Nanhe thought to herself.

Soon, Xiao Hanye also found his favorite among the countless spiritual embryos. After examining it for a long time, he finally suppressed his excitement and put it away.

At the same time, Lu Chan was slightly speechless as he secretly observed Nan He's expression.

Unexpectedly, Nanhe was able to recognize this item; this was a precious treasure that a mere weapon refiner from the Northern Sacred State would not have access to.

Nanhe must have inherited some kind of lost spiritual technique to be able to recognize the materials used to refine this spiritual technique, right?

【One of the Eight Drops of Tears: Ice Heart's Fountain of Forgetfulness】

However, as a master weapon refiner, Lu Chan wouldn't concern himself with the fate of others.

She lowered her head and focused on finding the materials she needed.

But just a few seconds later, when Lu Chan found a jade-colored fragment, her eyes suddenly narrowed slightly.

what is this?

That familiar scent...

This beautiful texture...

Lu Chan slightly furrowed his pure white eyebrows and glanced around the stream. Within a radius of several tens of meters, there were dozens of jade-colored fragments emitting an emerald green light.

Without a doubt, this is the remnant iron of the supreme spiritual artifact, Jade Dao Miyin!

For a fleeting moment, a hint of anger, unseen for a long time, appeared on Lu Chan's face.

Dozens of fragments of iron... The Listening to the Netherworld actually collected dozens of fragments of iron from the Jade Dao Sound!

Just how badly did she injure Yu Dao Mi Yin back then, in order to obtain so much broken iron from her?

What kind of tragic suffering did Yu Dao Miyin endure?

No wonder, after leaving the forbidden area of ​​the Eight Underworld Kings, Yu Dao Mi Yin directly became a corrupted spiritual weapon.

Even if what happened back then had nothing to do with Lu Chan.

However... she had already regarded Yu Dao Mi Yin as her own spiritual artifact.

She is something that belongs to her alone!

Lu Chan gently stroked the jade-colored piece of broken iron in his hand, as if he were stroking his own child.

Because both the shape and color of Yu Dao Mi Yin are very similar to her most beloved natal spiritual weapon from her previous life, the Innate Emperor Bi Hua Jie.

You should know that when her natal spirit weapon, Bihua Jie, was last damaged and its fragments were broken off...

The Black-Eyed Lady was furious and slaughtered all the weapon refiners in a fifth-grade holy land!