Free Web NovelChapter 1491: Chapter 1382: Futu Sword
"Senior, my name is Luan Wusheng, an Independent Martial Artist from the Northeast Region. I received news about this stone being auctioned, so I specially approached the Ni Family, agreeing to become their family’s tribute for five years to have them help me acquire this stone."
Luan Wusheng trembled slightly and explained respectfully behind Ye Qingfeng.
"What I want to know is your secret, not your nonsense!" Ye Qingfeng’s voice was icy, showing no interest in Luan Wusheng’s background or origins.
Luan Wusheng’s body trembled slightly. His so-called secret wasn’t truly a secret at all.
It was simply something cried out in desperation due to the fear of death at the time.
At this moment, Ye Qingfeng slightly turned his head, gazing at Luan Wusheng with a flicker of cold light in his eyes.
Luan Wusheng was filled with fear; this youth, with his fluttering attire, was terrifying. The fear of death spread throughout his body.
"I’ll give you ten breaths of time. If you don’t speak, you won’t need to speak again." Ye Qingfeng said sideways, feeling the breeze from the top floor of Yuanmen Hotel.
"I’ll speak, Senior, I’ll speak immediately. Senior, do you know Panwu Land?" Luan Wusheng’s heart chilled, and he called out loudly.
He had no other options, and could only bet everything on this!
"Panwu Land?" Ye Qingfeng raised his sword-like brows, showing interest, "Go on."
He doesn’t know?
He truly doesn’t know?
Luan Wusheng immediately breathed a sigh of relief. This was too good; he could save his life now.
"Senior, this Panwu Land is an Inheritance Land passed down from the Ancient Martial World, said to contain treasures left by ancient predecessors."
"However, Panwu Land is usually protected by arrays, making it impossible to enter most of the time. But now, it’s about to open, and many hidden powerful experts are secretly preparing for it. This time, I’m also hoping to buy this stone and then craft a weapon to go to Panwu Land." freewebnøvel.coɱ
Without the fear of death from before, Luan Wusheng revealed everything.
This wasn’t a secret; many Martial Artists knew about it. He never expected that Ye Qingfeng really didn’t know.
With this, he managed to present a huge secret.
Ye Qingfeng slightly furrowed his brows; relics from the Ancient Martial World honestly weren’t very intriguing to him.
Seeing Ye Qingfeng’s frown, Luan Wusheng’s heart immediately raced; if Ye Qingfeng was dissatisfied, the likelihood of being killed was high.
"Senior, the inheritance of Panwu Land is very powerful. It contains not only the elixirs and weapons by ancient masters but even cultivation techniques. Senior, you know that elixirs crafted by great Ancient Martial World figures can’t be compared to ours today; they are truly top-grade elixirs!"
Luan Wusheng pleaded earnestly, yet Ye Qingfeng’s heart showed no fluctuations; he didn’t believe ancient Martial Artists’ alchemy skills could exceed his own.
As for weapons, Ye Qingfeng remained disdainful; those scraps couldn’t compare to his Flying Sword.
Seeing Ye Qingfeng’s expression, Luan Wusheng was jolted, quickly stating, "Senior, there are definitely a lot of treasures inside!"
"How long until the inheritance opens?" Ye Qingfeng asked directly.
"One week later."
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Ye Qingfeng dismissed Luan Wusheng, leaving a Divine Sense mark on him to prevent escape.
Regardless, Ye Qingfeng intended to visit Panwu Land, although cultivation techniques and elixirs didn’t attract him, any top-grade medicinal materials would be worthwhile.
Plus various materials and ores might appear in Panwu Land.
Contemplating this, Ye Qingfeng sat in the room, as a Divine Sense move brought out the Futu Stone that cost a billion, along with his Flying Sword.
Gazing at the Futu Stone, a fiery glint dashed through Ye Qingfeng’s eyes; possessing this allowed him to craft a more perfect Flying Sword.
Ye Qingfeng willed his mind, raising a hand, immediately summoning flames in his palm, illuminating the entire room.
Artifact refining also has levels.
In the Cultivation World, Spiritual Artifacts serve as basic weapons, divided into nine levels, with Ye Qingfeng’s former Flying Sword being just a Level 1 Spiritual Artifact. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom
Yes!
Just barely. That Flying Sword’s materials were good, capable of crafting a true Level 1 Spiritual Artifact, yet due to Ye Qingfeng’s prior cultivation restrictions, it became merely a barely Level 1 Spiritual Artifact.
Only the sharp treasures of ordinary Martial Artists are in Ye Qingfeng’s eyes just a heap of scrap metal, wasting materials.
But now it’s different; excitement surged in Ye Qingfeng’s heart.
This time, his strength is greater, and the materials better.
He can craft a Second-level Spiritual Artifact; its power will immensely increase, with no worry about the Flying Sword failing the Daylight Slash.
Thinking of this, Ye Qingfeng’s heart blazed, and he wasted no time; he urged the Spiritual Fire and began refining the Futu Stone.
One night passed.
Ye Qingfeng’s Flying Sword finally took shape, with a fiery-red longsword hovering in front of him, the whole blade blazing red, seemingly coursing with blood-red liquid.
"Second-level Spiritual Artifact, accomplished!"
Seeing the fiery sword’s immense power, Ye Qingfeng’s face lit with excitement, mumbling softly.
No more thinking, Ye Qingfeng put away the original Flying Sword, and looking at the fiery longsword, he spoke lightly: "Since it’s refined from Futu Stone, let’s name it Futu Sword."
Ye Qingfeng extended his hand, the Futu Sword immediately, under Divine Sense control, flew to his hand.
Feeling the fiery power in his grip, Ye Qingfeng was excited; the Second-level Spiritual Artifact Futu Sword couldn’t be compared to the barely Level 1 Flying Sword he used.
"Swish!"
Ye Qingfeng casually slashed, and instantly, a fiery sword light formed a fan shape, expanding in all directions.
"Boom! Boom!"
Wherever the fiery sword light reached, it sliced everything in two in an instant. Moreover, the things hit by the sword light were engulfed in fiery flames.
Those things were turned to ash in seconds.
If Ye Qingfeng hadn’t held back, this one slash could have demolished the room.
Ye Qingfeng’s heart surged with excitement; the Futu Sword’s power exceeded his expectations, now he was eager to test the Daylight Slash’s power using the Futu Sword.
It’s a pity he couldn’t do it in the hotel. Should Ye Qingfeng use Daylight Slash, this floor might be dismantled.
