kvmb Chapter 216 Refining Encounters Setbacks
Chapter 216 Refining Encounters Setbacks
Zhuang Yu stared at the shadow of the failed magic weapon floating in front of him, flashing a dangerous red light. The shadow of failure surged in like a tide, almost swallowing him up.
But he suppressed his unease, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled, calming his surging emotions.
The air inside the cave seemed to freeze, the heavy atmosphere foreshadowing a difficult battle ahead.
He formed hand seals, his fingertips releasing spiritual energy that coiled around the fragment of the Heavenly Star Stone like a swimming dragon.
The Celestial Stone emitted a dazzling light, and its powerful energy fluctuations caused the surrounding space to distort slightly.
Zhuang Yu carefully controlled his spiritual power, slowly injecting the energy of the Heavenly Star Stone into the magic weapon.
However, just as their energies were about to merge, a powerful repulsive force suddenly erupted!
With a loud "whoosh!", the magic weapon trembled violently, its light flickering erratically, as if it might shatter at any moment.
The crimson light rolled like lava, scorching Zhuang Yu's face and bringing waves of burning pain.
Failed!
Zhuang Yu frowned, and beads of sweat seeped from his forehead.
He quickly cut off the supply of spiritual energy to stabilize the magic weapon, but fine cracks had already appeared on its surface, as if it would shatter at any moment.
A burnt smell filled the air, stimulating Zhuang Yu's sense of smell.
"How could this happen?" he muttered to himself, his eyes fixed on the cracks in the magic weapon, his mind racing as he considered the reasons for the failure.
"Could it be that the energy of the Celestial Star Stone is too violent, and the other materials cannot withstand it?" He reached out and touched the magic weapon, feeling a burning sensation on his fingertips.
“No…” Zhuang Yu suddenly thought of something, and he abruptly raised his head. “Perhaps…” he muttered to himself, “the problem is not the materials, but…” He didn’t finish his sentence, but instead stood up abruptly, walked quickly to the bookshelf, and began searching.
"Found it!" He pulled an ancient book from the bookshelf and quickly flipped through it.
Suddenly, his gaze fell on one of the pages, and his eyes lit up.
"Just as I thought..." He closed the book, a smile playing on his lips. "So that's how it is..." He turned and walked towards the refining table. "It seems I need to try a different method..."
Zhuang Yu suddenly remembered what the strange old man who had been a master craftsman of magical artifacts had said: "The Heavenly Star Stone is as fierce as fire, so it must be subdued with gentleness and nourished with water..." At the time, he hadn't paid much attention to it, but now that he thought about it, the old man's words seemed to have a deeper meaning.
He took out the Ten-Thousand-Year-Old Frost Marrow, which was extremely yin and cold, and could neutralize the violent energy of the Heavenly Star Stone.
The Frost Marrow exudes a chilling aura, and its touch is like being pierced by an ice spike, a stark contrast to the scorching heat of the Celestial Stone.
Zhuang Yu took a deep breath and carefully incorporated the Ten Thousand Year Ice Marrow into the refining process.
The temperature inside the cave plummeted, the biting cold mingling with the heat emanating from the Heavenly Star Stone, creating a bizarre scene of contrasting ice and fire.
He constantly changed hand seals, controlling the fusion of the two energies, not daring to slacken in the slightest.
Gradually, the red light of the celestial stone became less dazzling, instead taking on a faint blue hue. The two energies began to slowly merge, emitting a strange humming sound, like a harmony between heaven and earth.
A hint of joy appeared on Zhuang Yu's face. It was a success!
The materials are finally starting to fuse!
A flame of hope ignited in his eyes, as if he could see the dawn of victory.
The nascent magical artifact on the crafting table emitted a soft light, like a newborn baby, full of life and vitality.
Just then, a chilling aura quietly invaded the cave.
"Heh heh, kid, I didn't expect you to have some skill, actually able to refine such a treasure!" A sinister voice echoed in the cave.
When the Black Fiend Ancestor learned that Zhuang Yu was refining a powerful magic weapon, he became extremely greedy and sent his subordinates, Ghost Three and Ghost Four, to sabotage it.
Ghost Three and Ghost Four sneaked into Zhuang Yu's cave and launched a surprise attack while Zhuang Yu was focused on refining!
"Die!" Gui San, wielding a huge spiked club, slammed it down hard on Zhuang Yu's back with a whistling sound.
Alarm bells rang in Zhuang Yu's mind. In the nick of time, he suddenly turned around, and a shield that shimmered with golden light appeared in his hand. With a loud "clang!", the spiked club collided with the shield, sparking a dazzling burst of sparks.
Zhuang Yu was forced back several steps, his face turning slightly pale, but his eyes remained unusually firm.
"Who are you people?" Zhuang Yu asked coldly, his eyes blazing as he stared intently at Gui San and Gui Si.
Ghost Four grinned sinisterly and said, "We're here to take your life!" Ghost Three grinned maliciously and swung his spiked club again, "Prepare to die!" The battle was about to begin!
Zhuang Yu's lips curled into a cold smile. "You think you can compete with me?" He flipped his hand, and a jade talisman appeared in his palm...
Zhuang Yu sneered, and the jade talisman in his hand flashed. Suddenly, the ground of the cave cracked open, and countless vines shot out like venomous snakes, binding and entangling Gui San and Gui Si.
Gui San brandished his spiked club, but it was like a trapped beast struggling. With a "crack," the vines tightened, and the spiked club snapped.
Gui Si attempted to attack the vines with insidious magic, but it was like throwing a stone into the sea—completely ineffective.
The two were entangled more and more tightly, unable to move. Ghost Three's roar and Ghost Four's curses echoed in the cave, but they had no effect on Zhuang Yu.
Zhuang Yu didn't even glance at them, turned around and returned to the refining table, continuing to control the fusion of the Heavenly Star Stone and the Ten Thousand Year Frost Marrow.
The temperature inside the cave gradually returned to normal, and the two energies blended perfectly, emitting a soft glow.
The prototype of the magical artifact became increasingly clear, and the shape of a small and exquisite flying sword could be vaguely seen.
The sword emitted a faint, cold light, yet also carried a hint of heat. The two completely different energies were perfectly fused together, giving people a strange sense of beauty.
However, just as the magic weapon was about to take shape, a strong energy fluctuation appeared again, causing the magic weapon to tremble violently and its light to flicker erratically, as if it would collapse at any moment.
Zhuang Yu frowned. He keenly sensed that this energy fluctuation did not come from the Heavenly Star Stone or the Ten-Thousand-Year-Old Frost Marrow, but from the magic weapon itself.
He immediately realized that this was a normal phenomenon when the internal energy of a magical artifact is unstable as it is about to take shape.
Zhuang Yu took a deep breath. He knew that this final moment was the most crucial, and the slightest mistake would render all his previous efforts futile.
His hands moved swiftly, changing hand seals as he carefully controlled the input of energy, not daring to relax even for a moment.
Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his face turned somewhat pale, but his eyes were unusually firm, filled with a confident light.
As Zhuang Yu continued to adjust, the energy fluctuations of the magic weapon gradually stabilized, and its light became stable and gentle.
The shape of the flying sword was fully revealed. The blade emitted a faint cold light, yet it also carried a hint of scorching heat. The two completely different energies were perfectly integrated, like a fine work of art.
Zhuang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, a smile of satisfaction appearing on his face.
Become!
He finally succeeded in forging this magical artifact!
He reached out and picked up the flying sword. It was icy cold to the touch, yet also slightly warm. The two completely different sensations blended together in a wonderful way, making him feel incredibly comfortable.
He gently waved his flying sword, a flash of cold light appeared, and a sharp whistling sound pierced the air, leaving a deep sword mark on the stone wall inside the cave.
Just then, an aged voice came from outside the cave: "Young friend, this old man has come to visit..."
Zhuang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, a smile of satisfaction appearing on his face.
Become!
He finally succeeded in forging this magical artifact!
He reached out and picked up the flying sword. It was icy cold to the touch, yet also slightly warm. The two completely different sensations blended together wonderfully, making him feel incredibly comfortable.
The sword emanated a faint cold light, yet also carried a hint of scorching heat. The two completely different energies were perfectly fused together, resembling a fine work of art.
He gently waved his flying sword, a flash of cold light appeared, and a sharp whistling sound filled the air, leaving a deep sword mark on the stone wall inside the cave.
Looking at this perfect masterpiece, Zhuang Yu felt a great sense of accomplishment.
He had devoted countless efforts to refining this magical artifact, experiencing numerous failures and setbacks. Now that he had finally succeeded, how could he not be overjoyed?
He could even feel the surge of spiritual energy within his body, creating a strange resonance with the flying sword in his hand.
Suddenly, the previously stable spiritual energy within the cave began to fluctuate violently, as a powerful external force swept in like a storm.
Zhuang Yu was startled, and the flying sword in his hand hummed, seemingly responding to this powerful force.
He looked up at the entrance of the cave and saw a dazzling light shining in from the opening, illuminating the entire cave.
Amidst the light, a figure slowly emerged, and a powerful pressure surged forth like a tide, making it almost impossible for Zhuang Yu to breathe.
"Interesting, someone actually dares to refine a magic weapon on my territory." An old and majestic voice echoed in the cave. "Boy, hand over your magic weapon, and I may spare your life."
The sound was like a thunderclap, making Zhuang Yu's eardrums buzz.
His expression changed, and he realized something was wrong. This powerful pressure far exceeded that of any enemy he had encountered before.
Could it be...
A Nascent Soul stage expert?