Only after becoming emperor did he realize he was in a fantasy world of immortal cultivation.

Lin Yuan nodded slightly and said, "Please speak, young master."

Upon hearing this, Gong Wujue and Gong Yi exchanged a glance.

His eyes were filled with joy.

Gong Wujue: "The sword I wield must be of the highest quality."

"High-grade?" Gong Yi resisted the urge to roll his eyes. Although he believed in Lin Yuan's ability to refine artifacts, even buying a high-grade magic weapon would take some effort, let alone refining one.

He Buxi was also surprised to hear Gong Wujue's words.

If he hadn't witnessed Gong Wujue's attitude towards Lin Yuan firsthand, he probably would have thought that it was Gong Wujue, not Gong Ren, who wanted to drive Lin Yuan away.

"Why don't you just pick a sword from your storage bag? It's fast and easy to use," Gong Yi said, pursing his lips.

Gong Wujue raised an eyebrow and smiled, "I never said those swords were handy."

"It's usable, that's all."

Gong Yi looked at Lin Yuan, speechless.

In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan's expression remained unchanged; he simply said calmly, "Is this all the young master requests?"

only?

He Buxi almost lost control of his expression.

Could it be that Lin Yuan has confused the repair of high-grade magic artifacts with the refining process?

Gong Yi was slightly surprised when he heard what Lin Yuan said.

But in an instant, he smiled and looked at Lin Yuan with knowing eyes.

"Not bad." Gong Wujue nodded slightly.

For Lin Yuan, refining high-grade magical artifacts is not a difficult task.

He then said, "Don't worry, young master."

Upon hearing this, Gong Wujue's clear black and white eyes filled with joy.

"And mine too," Gong Yi said impatiently, "Lin Yuan, my sword must also be of the highest grade."

High-grade magical artifacts were certainly not what he initially intended.

But now, after hearing Lin Yuan's remarks, how could he possibly sit still?

Seeing Lin Yuan nod, Gong Yi quickly continued, "Most of the spells I practice are water-based. Lin Yuan, I hope you can forge a flying sword that is suitable for this."

"Don't worry, young master," Lin Yuan replied after a moment's thought.

Half an hour later, Gong Wujue and his companion left the weapon-refining hall.

Lin Yuan withdrew his gaze and said to He Buxi, who was standing beside him, "Senior brother, I'll go and refine the weapon first."

"Wait, junior brother, I'll go with you." He Buxi was very eager to help Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan raised an eyebrow and said, "Senior brother, please feel free to do as you please."

The two arrived at the weapon-refining room.

"Junior brother, what are your plans regarding the magical artifacts mentioned by the two young masters?" He Buxi, having just heard their words, could no longer suppress his intense thirst for knowledge.

Lin Yuan did not speak upon hearing this, but slowly walked to the window.

It looked like he was pondering something.

After a moment, Lin Yuan shifted his gaze slightly to He Buxi, who was now standing beside him, and asked, "What are your thoughts, Senior Brother?"

"This..." He Buxi looked troubled.

Then, a hint of hesitation crept into his gaze as he looked at Lin Yuan. Could it be...?

Lin Yuan chuckled, as if guessing what He Buxi was thinking, and said, "Don't worry, Senior Brother."

"I have a plan, but it will take some time to finalize."

He Buxi's dark eyes still held a hint of doubt upon hearing this, but after Lin Yuan's question, he dared not say another word.

After all, not only was he completely at a loss about how to handle this matter, but even if he had any ideas, he couldn't possibly voice them.

"Then, junior brother, I won't bother you any longer," He Buxi said, bowing slightly.

Then he took out a communication talisman and handed it to Lin Yuan, saying, "Junior Brother, if you need anything, just use this talisman to call me."

Lin Yuan took the talisman and looked at He Buxi, saying, "Thank you, Senior Brother."

......

"You said Lin Yuan is going to refine a high-grade magic weapon?" Gong Xing heard He Buxi's words and thought to himself that this was truly "heaven's help" for them.