Chapter 180: Infusing Qi into Weapons, the Divine Saber Shows Its Might

Outside the city, on the official road, a carriage moved slowly.

A voice came from inside the carriage:

"Stop here."

Hearing this, the coachman tightened the reins, the large horse gave a soft whinny, and it stopped.

The carriage curtain was lifted.

Gao Zhen walked out of the carriage, jumped down lightly, and instructed the coachman: "Drive the carriage to the woods, hide it well, and wait for me."

"Yes!"

The coachman was a trusted aide he had brought from the Gao family; Gao Zhen only brought him when doing things inconvenient for others to know.

After Gao Zhen finished speaking, he walked straight into the woods beside the official road.

As a Sixth-Rank Garrison Commander, he could at least have a four-horse carriage lead the way; being this low-key, there was of course a hidden reason.

Gao Zhen crossed the thorns in the bushes with ease.

A moment later.

He arrived in a deep pine forest.

Looking at the figure standing in the darkness, he revealed a smile: "Senior Brother."

The man in black in the pine forest turned around slowly, his thin, withered lips curling up slightly, appearing even more mean-spirited:

"Junior Brother, long time no see."

Four-Armed Ghost, Wu Yun.

Gao Zhen: "Many thanks, Senior Brother, for coming from afar to help."

Wu Yun laughed wickedly: "It's not just me who came; Fifth Senior Brother has also arrived in Qinghe."

"Fifth Senior Brother is here too?"

Gao Zhen was truly happy this time.

Under the Blood Shadow Xueying Laozu, the Twelve Blood Disciples were ranked by when they entered, not by combat power.

Just like Gao Zhen, although he was ranked last, his strength was not the worst.

Among the Twelve Blood Disciples, the one with the lowest realm was Wu Yun, at the peak of the Seventh Rank.

It was said that because of his cultivation technique, he had been stuck for a full ten years or more.

Gao Zhen joined the Blood Shadow Xueying Laozu precisely for resources.

There was no master-disciple affection to speak of.

He was even more indifferent toward these so-called senior brothers among the Twelve Blood Disciples.

Upon receiving Wu Yun's secret letter, he wasn't actually very happy; after all, no matter how powerful Wu Yun was, he was only Seventh Rank, and wouldn't be of much help to him.

But Fifth Senior Brother was different.

That was an expert who had crossed the Longmen more than ten years ago; Gao Zhen asked himself if he was no match for him.

With his help, perhaps he could truly kill Ning Zhongtian in one fell swoop and complete the Blood Shadow Xueying Laozu's mission.

Perhaps the Blood Shadow Xueying Laozu would be happy and bestow another wisp of Immortal Qi upon him.

"Immortal Qi..."

Thinking of Immortal Qi, Gao Zhen's heart grew even hotter.

This matter, even these senior brothers of his knew nothing about.

It was precisely because of his special status—being carefully cultivated by the Ghost Gui Ming Jiao and planted as a secret agent in the Yu Kingdom's Imperial Court—that the Blood Shadow Xueying Laozu had made an exception and bestowed a wisp of Immortal Qi.

When he left Lu Yang and rushed to Qinghe.

The Blood Shadow Xueying Laozu had promised that as long as he could complete the mission beautifully, the Immortal Venerable could bestow another wisp of Immortal Qi upon him.

Gao Zhen had truly experienced the great power of Immortal Qi.

What is called turning decay into magic?

He knew that the Ghost Gui Ming Jiao had no Immortal techniques; they just put things into Immortal Qi to nourish them, and then they became Immortal treasures.

During this period, he used Immortal Qi to nourish his own body, and even his bone structure had become several times stronger.

Changing bone structure.

Just this point alone was enough to make countless martial arts experts go crazy.

Gao Zhen's ambition was not just to be a Sixth-Rank; he wanted to be stronger.

He wanted to walk step by step, step by step, to the pinnacle of power.

The Lu Yang Gao clan had too many heaven-defying talents, so he knew very well that relying on his own aptitude, if not for the Ghost Gui Ming Jiao's massive resources, he wouldn't even be able to stand out in the Gao clan.

So he was even more urgent to improve his bone structure.

In this world, only Immortal Qi could do such heaven-defying things.

The thought arose.

A cold glint flashed in his eyes.

"Kill!"

Li Residence, backyard.

A huge furnace was burning fiercely, and the bellows were fanning air into the furnace with a whoosh.

The firelight soared to the sky.

Liang He was fanning the fire with all his might, while Liu Tiezhu was staring intently at the iron block in the large red furnace.

For the sake of casting weapons.

He had spent great effort to turn the backyard into a blacksmith shop; the blacksmith furnace, bellows, anvil... everything was complete.

Weapon casting is generally divided into three stages: heating, forging, and quenching.

But Liu Tiezhu was different this time.

The stages of heating and forging were constantly repeated, and it had already lasted a full month!

Spirit iron also has ranks.

The Profound Gold Iron used before was the most common Ninth-Rank spirit iron; this time it was very different. Li Rui specially entrusted Ning Zhongtian's relationship to exchange two great merits for Dragon-Elephant Iron.

Sixth-Rank spirit iron!

An existence that crossed ranks.

To get this two-jin-three-liang piece of Sixth-Rank spirit iron, Li Rui had spent quite a bit of thought.

At this time, the benefits of getting things done effectively were reflected.

If he hadn't performed too prominently before, Ning Zhongtian definitely wouldn't have been busy running around helping him exchange for Dragon-Elephant Iron.

Relationships must be managed bit by bit, and then they can gradually exert their effects.

Otherwise, if you slack off at work, you still want your superior to help?

Where in the world is there such a good thing?

Liu Tiezhu's expression was nervous; he didn't dare to let go of any details in the furnace.

Because he knew this piece of Dragon-Elephant Iron was hard-won, and he couldn't let down his master's expectations.

The best thing about casting weapons is to succeed in one go; otherwise, if you return it to the furnace, the effect will definitely be greatly reduced.

"Good!"

He gave a low shout.

The iron tongs in his hand clamped the Dragon-Elephant Iron out, and the hammer swung.

Clang, clang, clang!

The sound of forging iron rang out, and sparks flew in all directions.

Liu Tiezhu's muscles bulged all over his body, like a human beast; violent aesthetics filled the eyes.

Under constant grinding, the Dragon-Elephant Iron finally had the appearance of a saber embryo. The Dragon-Elephant Iron was pure enough, almost without impurities; this step was purely shaping.

But just this step alone was enough to stump most weapon casters in the world.

To forge Sixth-Rank divine iron, one needed at least the strength of an Eighth-Rank martial artist, and also superb craftsmanship.

But the problem arose.

Once they were already Eighth-Rank martial artists, who would still be willing to do the work of a craftsman?

This led to the extremely small number of high-level weapon casters in the world.

Although Liu Tiezhu had only entered the rank, he was a natural Vajra, and his brute strength was extremely domineering, even fiercer than an ordinary Eighth-Rank.

Only then could he forge the Dragon-Elephant Iron into shape.

But even with his strength, it took a full month.

This shows the difficulty.

Liu Tiezhu shouted in a low voice to Li Rui: "Master, infuse Qi!"

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Li Rui didn't say a word; he slapped Liu Tiezhu's back.

The next instant.

A wisp of cyan Qi was injected from Liu Tiezhu's palm onto the Dragon-Elephant Iron saber embryo.

Qi Infusion Method!

As the cyan Qi fell, patterns appeared on the surface of the saber embryo at a speed visible to the naked eye, finally forming the appearance of a double-winged Ying Dragon, lifelike, as if it were about to soar into the sky.

Liu Tiezhu's eyes lit up:

"It's done!"

Originally, he only had a guess; he hadn't expected it to actually come true.

The Qi Infusion Method was a technique that only a master weapon caster with profound skills could use.

More importantly, besides having extremely high requirements for the practitioner, there was another point: the weapon caster himself must cultivate True Qi.

With Liu Tiezhu's current realm, of course, he couldn't do it.

So he took another path, using the Profound Clear Qi that Li Rui had cultivated in his body to perform the Qi Infusion Method.

"Sixth-Rank spirit iron should be used with this method!"

Liu Tiezhu was ecstatic, but his hands didn't dare to stop for a moment.

He put the red-hot saber blade part into the beast blood that had been prepared long ago.

A sizzling sound rang out.

The red-hot blade touched the beast blood, and the beast blood boiled instantly.

Only three breaths.

Liu Tiezhu immediately picked up the saber embryo and continued hammering; the whole set of movements was smooth and flowing, without the slightest pause.

Li Rui and Liang He watched from the side.

Nodding inwardly: "A good embryo for casting weapons."

Liu Tiezhu reached out and grabbed two short pieces of wood placed on the table.

They were used as the saber handle.

About two quarter-hours passed.

Liu Tiezhu then walked to Li Rui holding the saber:

"Master, this saber is two feet one inch long, weighs two jin three liang, is a Zhang-saber style, forged only with Dragon-Elephant Iron, and can be called a top-grade!"

He looked exhausted, but still couldn't hide his excitement.

For a weapon caster, being able to forge such a divine weapon was supreme glory.

Sixth-Rank divine weapon.

This was a weapon that only a Longmen Realm martial artist could afford to use!

The key was that he had truly used the Qi Infusion Method, which made him unable to calm down.

Only weapon casters understood the significance of using the Qi Infusion Method before reaching the Willow Sinew realm.

"If not Willow Sinew, one cannot use the Qi Infusion Method."

This was what he had heard a master weapon caster from Anning Prefecture say when he was at the government-run blacksmith shop.

But he had broken this iron rule.

And all of this was thanks to Li Rui's unique True Qi.

Ordinary martial artists couldn't do True Qi leaving the body, let alone temporarily store it in someone else's body.

Li Rui took the Zhang-saber from Liu Tiezhu's hand.

Once in his hand, it was as if he could have a tacit understanding with this saber; every detail of the saber body could fit him perfectly.

"Good saber!"

His eyes lit up.

He took a deep breath, splitting, hacking, lifting, and sweeping, his person and blade becoming one.

The Zhang-saber swept across a giant rock nearby.

It was like the saber tip skimming the water surface, without the slightest obstruction, and the giant rock was split in two.

"Damn!"

Liang He exploded with a curse as he watched.

That scene just now was too silky; if he hadn't often practiced his fists against that rock, he would have thought the giant rock was fake.

What "can cut hair" or "cuts iron like mud."

In front of this saber, they were all weak.

Li Rui's mouth curled up; besides being sharp enough, this saber had another advantage: it was short enough and small enough.

It didn't even need to be carried at the waist; it could be hidden directly in the sleeve.

The Yu Kingdom's clothes already had wide sleeves, and others couldn't tell at all that a saber was hidden in the sleeve.

When fighting an enemy, it would definitely be able to take them by surprise.

Liu Tiezhu watched Li Rui cut the giant rock in two with one saber strike, his heart very excited.

For a weapon caster, there is nothing more joyful than a good saber meeting a good master.

Li Rui put away the saber.

He patted Liu Tiezhu's shoulder: "Tiezhu, you've worked hard."

This month, Liu Tiezhu spent almost all his time forging iron except for eating and sleeping.

Being able to forge a Sixth-Rank divine weapon at the Ninth Rank had everything to do with this perseverance.

If other weapon casters heard that a weapon took a month to forge, they would have given up long ago.

Liu Tiezhu smiled honestly, then looked at Li Rui with expectant eyes: "Master, why not give this saber a name?"

Li Rui chuckled.

With his temperament, he actually didn't have the habit of naming inanimate objects.

A saber is a saber.

As long as it's handy and can kill people, there's no need to name it.

But his disciple Liu Tiezhu had poured a great deal of heart and blood into this saber, so he couldn't let him down.

After pondering for a long time, he then slowly opened his mouth:

"Let's call it... Hidden Edge."

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(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 181 =====