Chapter 83: Grade Eight Weapons Craftsmen
Translator: KurazyTolanzuraytor Editor: Lucas
In a quiet room, Duan Ling Tian sat cross-legged.
In front of him lay a Cauldron and a pile of materials...
Besides that, there were two violet flexible swords that were as thin as a cicada's wing.
It was precisely the Violet Meteorite Flexible Swords.
"Refine three Spirit Swords first."
Duan Ling Tian's gaze flickered, then he raised his hand and took hold of the two Violet Meteorite Flexible Swords.
Burning with his Weapon Flame, it didn't take long for the two Violet Meteorite Flexible Swords to transform into liquid.
The liquid formed of Violet Meteorite.
Subsequently, another few types of metal materials were melted by the Weapon Flame in Duan Ling Tian's hand. Their impurities were extracted and they were transformed into puddles of liquid that jumped about in the air as they boiled.
Under Duan Ling Tian's control, the Violet Meteorite liquid and the other liquids from the other few metal materials fused together.
Accompanied by Duan Ling Tian's profound movements, the fused liquid eventually separated into three balls.
Finally, they transformed into three dark violet flexible swords.
The three flexible swords were almost identical to the Violet Meteorite Flexible Sword from before, similarly thin as a cicada's wing.
Duan Ling Tian finished up and the three flexible swords entered his hands.
Grasping one of the flexible swords, his Origin Energy flashed out as the strength of four ancient mammoths poured in the flexible sword.
A sword cry echoed out.
"Not bad. Compared to an ordinary Grade Nine Spirit Weapon, the amplification is over 10%, and the strength has increased by 5,000 or so pounds, comparable to the strength of half an ancient mammoth."
Duan Ling Tian smiled in satisfaction.
A Spirit Weapon refined by a Grade Nine Weapons Craftsman would mostly only have a strength amplification of nearly 10% only.
A Grade Nine Spirit Weapon that could provide a 10% amplification was considered to be top quality.
The Grade Nine Spirit Weapons that Duan Ling Tian refined on his first try had obviously surpassed top quality.
"From now on, I'll call you Violet Myrtle Flexible Sword."
The corners of Duan Ling Tian's mouth curled into a smile as he stared at the dark violet flexible sword in his hand.
Subsequently, Duan Ling Tian put the remaining materials to use.
He started inscribing inscriptions on the three Violet Myrtle Flexible Swords.
Presently, all of the five materials that he asked Su Mo to get were here. Adding on the materials that Duan Ling Tian bought himself, he had everything he needed to inscribe the Blood Crescent Inscription.
Duan Ling Tian only spent two hours to refine three Grade Nine Spirit Weapons.
Inscribing the three Blood Crescent Inscriptions, however, used half of an entire day. He didn't even have time to go have lunch.
Looking at the blood red glow emitting from the blades, Duan Ling Tian heaved a sigh of relief.
The three Violet Myrtle Flexible Swords had all been inscribed with Blood Crescent Inscriptions.
At this moment, he felt an exhaustion invade his body and a drowsy feeling crept over him.
After asking Ke Er to heat up the food and eating, Duan Ling Tian fell dead asleep before the sky was even dark, and he slept all the way until the next morning.
After awakening, he still felt slightly dizzy and overwhelmed.
"The inscribing of inscriptions really drains Spiritual Force."
Duan Ling Tian laughed bitterly.
But when he saw his works from yesterday, he felt it was all worth it.
Out of the three Violet Myrtle Flexible Swords, Duan Ling Tian kept one.
As for the other two, he gave one to both Ke Er and one to his mother.
"Young Master, I felt that when I cultivated my sword skills using the Violet Myrtle Flexible Sword, its might seemed to have increased considerably... is it my misconception?"
The young girl looked at Duan Ling Tian with a puzzled expression.
Li Rou swung out the sword as well.
Li Rou had more experience than the young girl, and she couldn't stop herself from exclaiming in a low voice, then she looked at the youth at the side with a dull gaze. "Tian, this is..."
"Mom, besides being a Grade Nine Alchemist, I'm now also a Grade Nine Weapons Craftsman."
Duan Ling Tian lightly smiled as he said, "Also, on the Violet Myrtle Flexible Sword, I've inscribed the Blood Crescent Inscription. You just need to control your Origin Energy and fuse it into the inscription to activate it... This Blood Crescent Inscription, if you're able to use it unexpectedly, even an Origin Core martial artist will have only a slim chance of survival once hit!"
Blood Crescent Inscription?
Able to kill an Origin Core martial artist?
The two beauties were stupefied, taking a long time before finally being able to regain their senses.
"Young Master, you're so great."
The young girl looked at Duan Ling Tian in a gaze of adoration, causing Duan Ling Tian to feel elated.
Li Rou's gaze became slightly dazed and her heart trembled.
"Brother Feng, can you see it? Our child is extremely talented... Even without the Duan Clan to rely on, he isn't one bit inferior to his Duan Clan peers."
A tall and robust figure seemed to appear in front of Li Rou's eyes.
That figure was her everything once upon a time.
"Right, Tian, Ke Er, Shi Shi moved her home a few days ago. What happened? I haven't seen you two with Shi Shi lately. Did you three bicker?" Li Rou suddenly asked.
"I don't know."
Duan Ling Tian shrugged. He had an innocent expression.
That day, after he admitted defeat to Li Qing during the Clan Martial Meet, Li Shi Shi started to avoid him.
After that, he occasionally met Li Shi Shi a few times, but Li Shi Shi had a very unfamiliar gaze when she looked at him, even having a trace of contempt mixed within.
He didn't expect that Li Shi Shi would actually move away from him.
"I don't know either."
Ke Er lightly shook her head.
At a large courtyard extremely far away from Duan Ling Tian's home.
The young girl's sword moved with her body. She was drenched in sweat. The corners of her mouth had a pained expression that was faintly mixed with a trace of self-mockery.
It was precisely Li Shi Shi!
For this past period of time, Li Shi Shi's state of mind was filled with a sense of loss.
Since she witnessed Duan Ling Tian's formidable strength, she started to have a type of infatuated feeling towards him.
But when Duan Ling Tian admitted defeat during the Clan Martial Meet and submissively gave away the championship to Li Qing, the lofty image of Duan Ling Tian in her heart crumbled. Because of this, she started to dislike Duan Ling Tian and intended to keep her distance from him.
However, just at this moment.
A shocking piece of news caused her to feel as if she had dropped into a pit of ice!
During this year's youth gathering, Duan Ling Tian cut off Li Qing's finger and defeated in succession the Xiao Clan's and Lin Clan's top disciples in the younger generation, and he was placed at the first rank in the Hidden Dragon List.
At that moment, she felt terribly ashamed in her heart.
The youth she looked down upon had used his strength and proved everything.
Of course, all of this, in her opinion, seemed to be mocking her short-sightedness.
It was because of this that she didn't have the courage to face Duan Ling Tian and directly went to see the inner court manager to move.
"If I hadn't kept my distance from him at that time...maybe..."
Li Shi Shi's heart was filled with agony.
Unfortunately, in this world, there were no 'ifs,' and there was no regret medicine to consume either.
Duan Ling Tian had just arrived at Li Fei's door when he heard a hearty laughter sounding from within, full of confidence.
Duan Ling Tian's eyes shone.
He knew that the old man had surely broken through to become a Grade Eight Weapons Craftsman.
While walking in with large strides, Duan Ling Tian said, in a loud voice, "Congratulations, Grandfather."
At this moment, the old man also walked out of his room, his face glowing. Seeing Duan Ling Tian was like seeing the future husband of his granddaughter to him. "Kid, it's all thanks to you... If it wasn't for you, even if I had forcefully broken through to become a Grade Eight Weapons Craftsmen, my old life wouldn't have lasted much longer."
"Grandfather, you're welcome. We're all family anyway."
Duan Ling Tian smiled as he spoke.
Li Fei had walked out of her room when she heard the sound of the old man's laughter. Upon hearing what Duan Ling Tian said, her face blushed slightly as she angrily said., "Pei! Who's family with you?"
"Fei, you little girl, last night you kept talking about this kid Ling Tian, but now you deny it... OK, Grandfather needs to make a trip to the Weapons Craftsman Guild. Ling Tian is grandfathers guest, and also my benefactor, so you need to treat him well," the old man said to Li Fei before leaving.
"Grandfather, what are you talking about?"
Li Fei, who was sold out by the old man, was slightly embarrassed and angry.
"Little Fei, what were you saying about me? Also, you need to listen to your grandfather and treat me well."
Duan Ling Tian walked in large strides, bluntly walking into her room.
"You... you actually entered my room."
Li Fei's beautiful eyes glared at him as she angrily followed.
"So what if I enter your room? I even want to sleep on your bed."
Duan Ling Tian laughed slyly as he directly fell onto Li Fei's bed.
Li Fei flared and was about to extend her hand and pull Duan Ling Tian up.
But how could her strength compare to Duan Ling Tian's? Duan Ling Tian pulled her straight into his embrace and they both fell onto the bed. "Little Fei, cut it out."
Li Fei still tried to struggle but was unable to break free of Duan Ling Tian. Her pair of clear eyes had tears within as she said, "Bully."
"OK, I'll stop teasing you."
Seeing this, Duan Ling Tian's heart softened and he let go off Li Fei.
"You're a rascal!" Li Fei angrily said.
"Didn't you know of this since long ago?"
Duan Ling Tian laughed.
"Humph! Stinking rascal. But... thank you for helping my grandfather."
As she finished speaking, Li Fei's voice was no different from the sound of a mosquito.
"What's there to thank? You're my wife, and your grandfather is my grandfather," Duan Ling Tian said brazenly.
"Right, Little Fei, tell me about you... where're your parents?" Duan Ling Tian abruptly asked.
Li Fei took a deep breath. "They met with an accident before I was old enough to understand anything and they passed away."
Duan Ling Tian found out about Li Fei's parents from her.
It turned out that many years ago, the Li Clan once met with a calamity. During that period, many people died, and Li Fei's parents died were among them.
Although the Li Clan got their revenge later on, it was impossible for the dead to come back again.
"I really miss my father, I really miss my mother... According to grandfather, they loved me dearly."
Li Fei's delicate body started trembling as tears poured out of her like the rain.
"Little Fei, it has passed. Don't be upset."
Duan Ling Tian extended his hand and pulled Li Fei into an embrace as he consoled her.
In the end, maybe because she was too tired from crying, Li Fei directly fell asleep in Duan Ling Tian's embrace...
"I didn't expect this little girl to have such a past."
Duan Ling Tian stared fixedly at Li Fei's exquisite cheeks as he sighed in his heart.
At this moment, although a beauty was in his embrace, he didn't have any other thoughts; all he had was pity.
"Bad guy, bad guy, all you know is to bully me, all you know is to bully me..."
Abruptly, Li Fei extended out her fist and started hitting Duan Ling Tian in a violent flurry as she spoke.
In the beginning, Duan Ling Tian thought that Li Fei had woken up, but when he looked closely, he realized that Li Fei was sleep talking.
"Duan Ling Tian, you big rascal, you're not allowed to look at Xiao Lan. If you continue, I'll dig out your eyes..."
Li Fei seemed to be dreaming and muttered to herself for a while before finally recovering into a calm state.
The corners of Duan Ling Tian's mouth twitched.
What sort of dream of this Little Fei having?
After around one hour, Li Fei woke up.
Only now did she realize that she had actually fallen asleep in Duan Ling Tian's embrace. She blushed immediately.
"Little Fei, I didn't think you would have the habit of talking in your sleep... But when did I look at Xiao Lan? You actually want to dig out my eyes, too ruthless."
Duan Ling Tian looked as if he had a lingering fear.