The Scourge of the Gods

Chapter 9

Wang Shi quietly stared at the light curtain for a quarter of an hour. When the three of them were impatient, and even felt that it was impossible to succeed, the words "Essence" on the light curtain of the refined system in the air with his right hand were high-pitched and clear.

Waiting time in a few seconds.

"The skill of refining fails, but the level of the refined equipment remains the same."

Wang Zhen was not disappointed when he saw the Essence information recorded under the light curtain of the refined system. He understood that there was still a chance for this flying sword, which was on the verge of being scrapped, to be refined when the two words of the refined system turned into a bright state.

At this moment, Wang Shihui hardened his heart and placed two more low-grade immortal stones on top of the screen. When the characters on the system's light screen had turned into a bright one, his right hand pointed into the air and became refined once more.

Feng Kun had seen Wang Real's method, so he couldn't help but sigh, "It seems that this flying sword has been completely scrapped. It's impossible to repair it successfully."

"Yes." Situ Junxiao echoed, "Since a low-grade magic tool is on the verge of scrap, there is no need to repair it. It seems that elder brother's art of forging has been improved, but it still can't change the situation."

"After all, even if the master came here, he would suggest abandoning the magic weapon that is on the verge of being destroyed."

The embarrassed young cultivators at the seventh level of Qi Cultivation had heard Feng Kun and Situ Junxiao talking to each other. They seemed to have believed that Wang Zhen could not repair the magic tool that was on the verge of scrap, and inevitably showed a disappointed look on their faces.

In the Xiuzhen world, people like him, who are forced to become a loose practitioner, think that getting a magic treasure is a really expensive and difficult thing to do.

It was also his last chance for him to place ten Low-grade immortal stones on Wang Shi's body as if they were all betted treasures.

"Success in essence!"

"Success in essence!"

Wang Shi clenched his teeth and made up his mind. After the first failure, he directly refined it twice. He didn't expect that he would succeed twice. The magic treasure that was on the verge of being scrapped was shining with his bright aura again.

"It's done!"

"What? He actually succeeded?"

Feng Kun and Situ Junzhao couldn't help but widen their eyes. They stared at the flying sword suspended in front of their eldest brother. The cracks on the sword suddenly disappeared, and the long-lost brilliance of the Spiritual Qi on the sword reappeared.

The two took the flying sword, and their spiritual power swarmed in. They couldn't help staring at the shining flying sword again. The sword body was tight, and the formations in the sword embryo were arranged in order.

"It's incredible. Even an inferior celestial device and Flying Sword, which are on the verge of being destroyed, can be made up for it. Compared to the newly produced inferior celestial device, it's not much better."

Feng Kun and Situ Junzhao's eyes were shining. They looked at Wang Shi with envy, but more admiration. They sighed inwardly. After the experience with Zhifeng, the Eldest Brother had become more and more optimistic, and even his weapon-refining skills had been improved.

"It's done."

The embarrassed young cultivator of the seventh level of Qi cultivation cried with joy. Today, he had bet on the right treasure. He only spent ten Lower Grade immortal stones and successfully repaired his own low-grade flying sword magic tool.

After all, if he wanted to buy another lower grade magical artifact, he would need at least a hundred pieces of lower grade immortal stones. For a poor loose cultivator like him, this was definitely an astronomical number.

"Fellow daoist, can you see if there is any possibility of my magic tool being repaired successfully?"

###Chapter9,Master!

Wang Shi looked up and saw an embarrassed young cultivator of the seventh level of Qi Cultivation. He cried with joy and stroked the intact low-grade flying sword, which was shining brightly. He showed a knowing smile.

Unfortunately, the actions of Wang Shi and the other three caught the attention of some passing practitioners.

A strong man at Level Eight of Qi Cultivation handed over his low-grade magic tool, which was like a long axe, and said in a low voice, "Taoism peer, can you see if there is any possibility for my magic tool to be repaired successfully?"

Looking at the big man with a kind look and the ax he handed out, Wang Shi smiled and said, "My friend, I help you repair the magic tool. I am doing my duty. I can't guarantee that I can completely repair your long ax. Are you willing to take your own ax to try the art of forging weapons under it?"

"Of course, of course." The big guy nodded his head like a chicken. He said in a low voice,"I am a rough man. I was curious just now and I saw you forging weapons with my own eyes."

The man raises his right hand and points in the air as Wang Shi did just now.

"Master, you are so simple. This fellow Taoist's broken low-grade flying sword, which has been covered with cracks, is full of vigor and radiance like being reborn. It's really a divine skill."

"Master, I'm a sincere person. I know a low-grade magic tool, which is at least worth 100 low-grade immortal stones. Master, I'm a rogue cultivator. I only have 15 low-grade immortal stones. You can help me."

"Master!"

"Stop!"

Wang Shi hurriedly raised his hand to stop the python from talking. With a reluctant look on his face, he said, "This fellow daoist, since you have already said this, even if I am not capable enough, today I will do my best to help you restore this long axe."

"Well, let me put it first. I'm not fully confident that I can repair this almost ruined Lower Grade celestial device. Would you like to?"

The python nodded heavily and said firmly, "Master, here are 15 low-grade immortal stones. Just do it. The python absolutely trusts you."

"That's great!"

Wang Shi shouted, full of high spirits and said, "Since this dao friend trusts me so much, I can't let you down."

In fact, Wang Zheng pretended to be reluctant, but he was already very happy deep in his heart.

The young cultivator of the seventh level of Qi cultivation who had just helped the awkward situation successfully refined the essence of the flying sword of a low-grade magic weapon into 2. Excluding the two low-grade magic stones that had been wasted after the failed attempt, and the four low-grade magic stones that had been successfully used up by the second-grade magic stone, the remaining four pieces of low-grade magic stones had easily fallen into his bag.

"Fellow Daoist, give me your magic treasure."

Wang Shi took the low-grade magic weapon, long axe, and 15 low-grade immortal stones from Big Python and put them into his storage bag without hesitation.

According to his experience, as long as he could successfully refine the Lower Grade magic tool with the axe, he would be able to obtain 11 Lower Grade immortal stones with the best luck.

"Ding!"

Under the earnest gaze of the big python, Wang Shi hung the low-grade long axe in front of him. With a thought, the already-realized and pure system light curtain appeared again.

When he put the low-grade magic tool, the axe, in the dust of the refined equipment, Wang Shi was just like before. He did not begin to be refined immediately. After all, he immediately began to be refined. In the eyes of outsiders, the repair speed of this magic tool was too amazing.

Fifteen minutes passed slowly, and Wang Shi stared at the low-grade long axe in front of him without moving. The thoughts in his mind had already flown beyond the clouds, weaving a plan for cultivation for the next ten years, and he hoped that he could defeat Cheng Feng in the weapon refining competition ten years later.

The incense-burning time quietly slipped past his fingertips like running water. Wang Shi didn't wake up until he saw the python's hot eyes watching his every move, hoping to witness the re-emergence of his celestial device.

Ding!

Wang Shi's right hand pointed in the air, and the word 'bright' immediately turned gray. At the same time, a few seconds passed slowly.

"Success in essence!"

"Ha ha!"

The king revealed a carefree smile. His luck really was good. Even though there was a fifty percent chance of success, there was still a fifty percent chance of failure.

The lower-grade long-handled ax, after a successful centralization of essence, the cracks on its surface had disappeared, and there began to be a faint brilliance of Spiritual Qi on it.

This time, Wang Shi did not directly begin to be refined under the condition that the low-grade long-handled ax was added. Instead, before he took it out, he borrowed it from Feng Kun and used the low-grade flying sword essence of the low-grade magic weapon!

"The skill of refining fails, but the level of the refined equipment remains the same."

"I failed as expected!"

When Wang Shi saw the simple failure displayed on the light shield, not only did he not reveal a dejected expression, he actually revealed a face that was as he expected.

Then he placed the low-grade long-handled ax of the python again on the empty surface of the refined system light curtain. When the word 'clear' had turned into a bright one, Wang Shi decisively added the word 'esse' to it.

Ding!

"Success in essence!"

Wang Zhen took a satisfied look at the four large green characters that were written on the concentrated light shield. He felt much more at ease and with a wave of his right hand, he sent the low-grade magical weapon, the long axe, flying backward and landing in the palm of the big python's hand.

"This fellow daoist, it's a blessing that you did not fail my mission."

The python held the low-grade magic tool, the long axe, in its hands. It felt that it was controlling the power of thunder and lightning in its hands. It couldn't help but roar to the sky, "Good, it's really amazing."

"Master, you are really a great master in refining weapons. Big Python is very grateful."

The python held the low-grade celestial device, ax, in one hand and waved gently. A series of shrill whistles of tearing space rang out in the space.

"Great! Great! It's even more powerful than the time when I got hold of the python."

The big python was a little forgetful. It waved the low-grade long ax in its hand, feeling extremely excited. This was a hardship for Wang Zhen. The big python's loud voice roared, and the loose practitioners in the area all turned their attention to Wang Zhen and asked him one after another.

"Is there any treasure here? Why are you so excited?"

"Excuse me, why is this fellow Taoist so excited? Is it because of the low-grade long axe in your hand? It seems not to be worthy of such a self-deprecation?"

Some low-level cultivators who didn't know anything about the past were attracted by the noisy and bustling atmosphere here, swarming over to figure out what was going on.

At this time, those who had just witnessed Wang Shi successfully refined two low-grade magic treasures that were on the verge of being scrapped showed a look of admiration and said with amazement, "Master, he is a first-generation smelting master."

"Are you out of your mind? How can a cultivator of the eighth level of Qi Cultivation be called a generational weapon-forging grandmaster? I think your brain is almost squeezed by the door."