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The pig's trotter stomped on the ground, cracking the stone slab beneath its feet. The flying stones smashed through the barrels of two cannons belonging to the front row of puppets.

Tie Wuhen frowned slightly. He hadn't expected that a pig demon could withstand more damage than his puppet's firepower. But his trump card wasn't firepower; it was numbers.

"Open fire!"

The cannons of all 108 puppets lit up simultaneously, the golden light making the entire passage more dazzling than daytime. Such a dense barrage could cut a small mountain three feet off.

Qin Yu walked out of the secret room.

He had neither a sword nor a bow.

Only the Chaos Forge.

The furnace lid was open and facing forward, with the furnace chamber aligned with the passageway ahead.

"What do you want to do?"

Tie Wuhen's voice changed tone because he suddenly remembered a fact that he had deliberately ignored just now.

The Golden Armor Puppet is a product of the Heavenly Craft Pavilion.

The Chaos Refining Furnace can fuse all products of the Heavenly Craft Pavilion.

At the same instant that 108 golden beams of light shot out, the Chaos Furnace Fire spewed out from the furnace chamber. It was not an offensive flame, but a net, a dark golden fire net that covered every inch of the passage.

The beam of light was absorbed the instant it touched the fire net.

It didn't just block it, it swallowed it up. The golden spiritual energy became nourishment for the chaotic furnace fire. After swallowing the beam of light, the fire net became thicker and denser, and even pushed forward three steps.

"Impossible. How could a puppet personally crafted by the Pavilion Master be devoured by a furnace?"

"What kind of fire did your master use to create puppets?"

Tie Wuhen's face paled slightly. The Pavilion Master used the Heaven and Earth Furnace Fire inherited from the Heavenly Crafting Pavilion to refine weapons. The superior version of the Heaven and Earth Furnace Fire is the Chaos Furnace Fire. The things refined by using the Chaos Furnace Fire to devour the Heaven and Earth Furnace Fire are exactly the same as the big fish eating the small fish.

"Tie Wuhen, you've been in the Heavenly Craft Pavilion for two hundred years, and you don't even know this basic common sense."

The spirit of the furnace emanated from the furnace chamber.

"The Heaven and Earth Furnace Fire is a lower-level derivative of mine. Anything refined using my derivatives is just scrap material in front of me. Using them to attack my master is like feeding me."

As the fire net continued to advance, the surface of the twelve puppets in the front row began to melt the moment they came into contact with it. Their golden armor plates softened, curled, and flowed, turning into streams of molten metal that were sucked back into the furnace by the fire net.

"The first row, twelve bodies, are being recycled."

Qin Yu's voice came from behind the fire net. Tie Wuhen's legs were trembling, but he was still standing because there were still ninety-six bodies behind him.

Ten steps forward from the fire net, the second row of twelve bodies also melted.

Third row.

Fourth row.

Fifth row.

Tie Wuhen's hand gripped the control token so tightly that his nails dug into his flesh. He ordered the remaining puppets to abandon their scattered attacks and concentrate their firepower, with all the cannons aimed at the main body of the Chaos Furnace.

The golden beams converged into a thick pillar of light with a diameter of over ten feet, dense enough to pierce through a small mountain peak.

The Chaos Furnace opened its lid to its maximum position in front of the beam of light.

Like a whale opening its mouth to swallow seawater.

The beam of light was sucked into the furnace, the furnace let out a burp, the lid shook, and dark golden flames emerged from the gaps, carrying the warm scent of molten metal.

"good to eat."

Lu Ling summed up the meal in two words.

Tie Wuhen's control token shattered, not from being smashed, but from his own grip. All 108 Golden Armored Puppets that guarded the pavilion were returned to the furnace. The three thousand years of Tiangong Pavilion's foundation were transformed into fodder for the Chaos Refining Furnace within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

"It's over."

His voice contained no anger, only emptiness, like the emptiness of a gambler after pushing out his last coin.

Qin Yu walked up to him, the Chaos Furnace floating beside his shoulder. The flames inside the furnace had become even more intense after consuming the materials from the 108 puppets, and a layer of gold had been added to the dark gold.

"Your master is in seclusion."

Tie Wuhen's mouth moved mechanically, but he didn't reply. "Seclusion means you won't be able to come out for a while. You fed all the Tiangong Pavilion's treasure puppets to my furnace. When your master comes out of seclusion and finds that all 108 puppets are gone, guess who he'll kill first?"

Tie Wuhen swayed slightly, suddenly realizing that he had made a mistake even more fatal than losing the Chaos Furnace.

The puppets that guard the pavilion are the pavilion master's life's work. Losing the furnace could be explained by the fact that they were stolen by bandits, but who would believe that he was forced to feed 108 puppets to the bandits' furnace?

The first person the Pavilion Master will cripple after he emerges from seclusion is Tie Wuhen.

You now have two paths.

Qin Yu's voice rang in Tie Wuhen's ears, each word like a nail hammering into his skull.

"The first rule is to wait for your master to come out of seclusion, and then have him cripple you."

Tie Wuhen's lips trembled slightly.

"Secondly, open the door to my treasure vault, and I'll spare your life."

"You want the treasure from the vault."

"I want all the rare materials inside, not a single one is allowed to be left."

Tie Wuhen's blood rushed to his head. Qin Yu not only stole the Chaos Refining Furnace and ate 108 puppets, but also wanted to empty the Heavenly Craft Pavilion's coffers.

"Do you know how much stuff is in the treasure vault?"

"I don't know, so I'm having you pack it up."

"The combined value of those materials exceeds 30,000 spirit crystals."

"Thirty thousand spirit crystals are just a number in my eyes. What I want are materials, not money."

Tie Wuhen lowered his head.

He knew he had no choice but to agree; to refuse would mean certain death, while to agree would at least allow him to breathe again.

"I'll help you move it, but you have to promise not to kill me afterwards."

"This young master does not kill trash."

These words were more devastating than any magic weapon could have hit him, but Tie Wuhen didn't refute them because it was the truth.

With Tie Wuhen's authorization, the door to the Heavenly Craft Pavilion's treasure vault opened. As Qin Yu glanced inside from the doorway, Kui Wu poked his bull's head out from behind him.

"Boss, I've never seen so many good things in my life."

The treasure vault was as big as a martial arts arena, with shelves stretching from the ground to the ceiling. Each shelf was filled with all sorts of materials, including metals, ores, animal bones, and spirit wood. The innermost row of cabinets contained semi-finished magical artifact embryos that had already been partially refined.

"Move them all."

The command is concise.

Tie Wuhen, along with the Third Elder and several remaining elders, began loading things into Qin Yu's storage ring. The Chaos Refining Furnace, having absorbed the materials from 108 puppets, had shrunk by half in size, becoming more portable. The furnace spirit was very satisfied with the quality of the meal.

After moving things for half an hour, Qin Yu's storage ring was full, so he switched to Ouyang Lian's storage ring. After both rings were full, Zhuge Chuchu handed over a space bag that she had brought out from the Xuan Yin Palace.

The refining materials, worth thirty million spirit crystals, were completely taken away, turning the Heavenly Craft Pavilion's treasure vault into an empty room. Even the dust on the shelves was swept into his spatial bag by Zhu Zhen with his pig's trotters.

Before leaving Tieshan City, Qin Yu did one last thing.

He used the materials from the 108 puppets that had been recycled to forge a dagger in the Chaos Forge.

The dagger is seven inches long, entirely purple-gold in color, with a faint dragon pattern on the blade. It took about an incense stick's time to burn from the start of the furnace to its completion.

When Zhuge Chuchu's crystal-clear eyes swept over the dagger, her breath caught for a moment.

"A Chaos-level magic weapon. You forged a Chaos-level magic weapon in the time it takes for an incense stick to burn."

The number of Chaos-level magic treasures in the entire cultivation world can be counted on one hand. Each one is something that a powerful being above the Nascent Soul stage could only produce by exhausting their life's work.

"For you."

Qin Yu handed over the dagger.

"Your cultivation level is too low to protect yourself. This dagger can help you withstand a full-force attack from a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator." (End of Chapter)