Mortal Cultivator: Lin Tianzun

Chapter 89: Refining the Life-defining Magical Treasure (Part )

After a lengthy refining process, Lin Fan finally successfully transformed all the required materials into liquids. These liquids lay quietly in jade boxes, each emitting unique spiritual energy fluctuations, as if telling of their extraordinary origins and the long refining process.

There is the thousand-year-old cold iron liquid that sparkles with cold light and contains the power of extreme cold; there is the earth's core fire crystal liquid that is like burning magma and surging with heat; and there is the nine-day purple jade liquid that flows with dreamy purple light and carries mysterious spiritual power... They are neatly arranged aside, waiting for the moment of final fusion.

After completing this phase, Lin Fan once again sat cross-legged and began to meditate to recover. This time, the exertion was far greater than before, and he was extremely exhausted both physically and mentally.

For three days and three nights, the refining room was completely silent, the only sound being the steady breathing of Lin Fan. Like a bird returning to its nest, the spiritual energy surrounding him continuously flowed in, nourishing his exhausted body and depleted soul.

As time went by, the fatigue on Lin Fan's face gradually faded, replaced by a radiant look. Finally, after three days and three nights, Lin Fan slowly opened his eyes, a gleam of light in them, and his whole body was full of energy, having returned to his best condition.

Lin Fan took a deep breath, quickly forming hand seals with his hands. Spiritual energy surged through his body, like an invisible force, slowly lifting the neatly arranged jade boxes beside him. His gaze was fixed on the first jade box. Inside was a liquid transformed from ten thousand year old cold iron, the foundation for the Seven Star Sword's tough blade.

With a low cry, the jade box opened, and the dark blue cold iron liquid, drawn by spiritual power, slowly flowed into the furnace like a nimble dragon. As soon as the cold iron liquid entered the furnace, the temperature inside suddenly dropped sharply. The once blazing flames were suppressed by this extreme cold force, and the flames trembled slightly.

Seeing this, Lin Fan immediately increased his spiritual power output, controlling the flames to become stronger again, tightly wrapping the cold iron liquid.

Then, he opened the jade box containing the core fire crystal liquid. As the fiery core fire crystal liquid came into contact with the cold iron liquid, a powerful energy surge erupted. The two extreme forces of ice and fire collided and merged, and the furnace cauldron emitted a sizzling sound and flickered with light.

Lin Fan was fully focused, his hands constantly changing the spells, precisely controlling the fusion ratio and speed of the two liquids, striving to make them blend perfectly.

After successfully fusing the cold iron and the Earth Core Flame Crystal, Lin Fan followed the refining method, introducing the liquid materials of Nine Heavens Purple Jade, Star Stone, Thunder Cloud Crystal, and other materials into the furnace. With each addition of a new material, a new energy storm would be set off within the furnace.

The dreamy spiritual power of the Nine Heavens Purple Jade adds a touch of mystery to the fused liquid; the vast star power of the Star Yuan Stone makes the energy of the liquid even more powerful; the violent lightning power of the Thunder Cloud Crystal makes purple arcs flash in the liquid.

There were more than thirty auxiliary materials added one by one, and with the final addition of the Gengjin liquid, the energy within the cauldron reached an unprecedented peak. Lin Fan didn't dare slack off. He concentrated all his mental energy into the cauldron and began shaping it.

His hands danced rapidly in the air, as if weaving an invisible web, guiding the fused liquid to slowly shape into seven slender flying swords. A golden light flickered within the cauldron, and seven lines of light gradually became clearer. Each flying sword was crafted from pure gold, its blades slender and straight, its flowing lines revealing a sharp edge. The only difference was their hilts, engraved with "Tianshu," "Tianxuan," "Tianji," "Tianquan," "Yuheng," "Kaiyang," and "Yaoguang," named after the Big Dipper.

Once the prototypes of the seven flying swords had fully formed within the cauldron, Lin Fan didn't let up. The next steps were equally crucial, requiring no sloppiness. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly channeled his spiritual awareness. Like a nimble, invisible thread, it extended from his sea of ​​consciousness, gently yet precisely penetrating the first flying sword inscribed with "Tianshu." Lin Fan's consciousness slowly traveled over the blade, meticulously examining every inch. Following the patterns of the magic array he'd memorized, he began to engrave them. As his consciousness carved, pale golden runes gradually emerged from the sword's surface, shimmering with a mysterious light, as if quietly resonating with some power within the universe.

Engraving a magic array is no easy task. It requires not only a powerful spiritual awareness but also a deep understanding of its principles. The slightest mistake could lead to all efforts being wasted. Lin Fan was completely focused, beads of sweat gradually forming on his forehead, but his gaze grew increasingly determined, and his hands never faltered.

One by one, with the same focus and patience, Lin Fan penetrated the remaining six flying swords, engraving magic arrays one by one. The magic array on the flying sword inscribed with "Tianxuan" blended with the power of the flames it imbued. As the runes flickered, it seemed as if flames could be seen blazing within the blade. The magic array on the flying sword inscribed with "Tianji" complemented the multicolored gems on the blade, emitting a brilliant light... Each magic array on the flying sword perfectly matched its own characteristics, endowing it with even greater power and mysterious attributes.

When the magic circle on the last flying sword engraved with "Yaoguang" was completed, Lin Fan breathed a sigh of relief and a relieved smile appeared on his face.

However, this wasn't the end of the matter. He reached out and picked up a jade bottle filled with a powder made from a special material. This powder emitted a soft glow and was the key to improving the quality of flying swords.

Lin Fan gently sprinkled the powder on the seven flying swords. The powder fell like snowflakes and instantly merged with the flying swords. As the light flashed, the color of the flying swords became deeper and the texture became thicker.

Lin Fan knew full well that every step in refining a magical weapon was crucial, and no mistakes were allowed. After completing the crucial steps, he solemnly lowered the seven flying swords, the product of countless efforts, into the specially prepared ice spirit water.

This specially crafted Ice Spirit Water was the product of months of meticulous preparation, using countless precious spiritual materials. It was contained within a massive cold jade vessel, its surface condensed with a thin layer of icy mist, emitting a bone-chilling chill. Wisps of icy-blue spiritual energy swirled through the water, seemingly alive.

The moment the seven flying swords came into contact with the Ice Spirit Water, a violent reaction erupted. As if some mechanism had been triggered, the previously calm surface of the water suddenly erupted into layers of icy waves several feet high, which then quickly solidified into sharp ice spikes that swirled around the flying swords. Simultaneously, the icy blue spiritual energy within the Ice Spirit Water surged towards the flying swords like a surging tide.

Lin Fan watched this scene intently, not daring to slack off for even a moment. He quickly formed seals with his hands, and strands of spiritual energy shot out from his fingertips, merging into the icy spiritual water, guiding it to evenly permeate each flying sword. Under the pull of spiritual energy, the power of the icy spiritual water began to methodically refine the flying swords.

The flying sword inscribed with "Tianshu," as the foremost of the Seven Star Swords, was the first to deeply resonate with the power of the Ice Spirit Water. The icy mist surrounding the sword grew thicker, its once pure gold blade taking on a darker hue, as if imbued with an endless chill. Under the influence of the Ice Spirit Water, the fiery patterns on the flying sword inscribed with "Tianxuan" intertwined with the icy force, creating a wondrous balance. Far from being extinguished, the flame, against the backdrop of the icy cold, burned even more subtly and powerfully.

The remaining flying swords also underwent marvelous transformations. The multicolored glow of the flying sword inscribed with "Tianji" intertwined with the icy blue of the Ice Spirit Water, making the blade's colors even more brilliant and eye-catching. The mysterious power originally contained in the flying sword inscribed with "Tianquan" was stimulated by the Ice Spirit Water, becoming even more mellow, and ancient runes faintly emerged on the blade. The texture of the flying sword inscribed with "Yuheng" became more delicate under the baptism of the Ice Spirit Water, as if each line contained the ultimate truth of heaven and earth. The blade of the flying sword inscribed with "Kaiyang" became sharper under the polish of the Ice Spirit Water, and a flash of cold light flashed, as if it could easily cut through the void. The flying sword inscribed with "Yaoguang" seemed to merge with the Ice Spirit Water, and the sword body emitted a soft ice-blue light, as if it had become a part of the Ice Spirit Water's power.

During this lengthy cold brewing process, the temperature in the refining chamber plummeted, and a thick layer of ice formed on the floor and walls. Lin Fan remained steadfast beside the cold jade vessel, concentrating on controlling his spiritual energy to ensure the smooth progress of the cold brewing process. As time passed, the fluctuations in the icy spirit water gradually subsided, eventually returning to a state of calm. The seven flying swords hovered quietly within the icy spirit water, emitting a powerful yet restrained aura. Their quality had been significantly enhanced during this cold brewing process.

(End of this chapter)