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

A moment later, Lin Yuan put the five magical artifacts into his storage bag.

Then he slowly stood up and his gaze fell on the refining furnace in front of He Buxi.

At this moment, He Buxi had already completed the refining of the materials for weapon crafting. With a movement of his internal magic, he was about to inject them into the weapon crafting furnace.

Lin Yuan glanced at it briefly and immediately noticed something was wrong.

"Senior brother, wait a moment," Lin Yuan gently stopped him. Seeing that He Buxi had stopped using his spiritual power as instructed, he continued, "The three spells that need to be cast now should be..."

He Buxi suddenly understood after Lin Yuan's reminder.

Unexpectedly, the technique he thought he had mastered had so many details that he had overlooked.

He immediately followed Lin Yuan's instructions and began to cast the spell again.

Seeing this, Lin Yuan had a general idea of ​​He Buxi's weapon-refining skills.

Although his talent wasn't exceptional, his comprehension of weapon crafting was quite high.

He could be a useful talent in the future.

As dusk fell, the moon began to peek out faintly.

The fireplace and lamps together illuminate this space.

As time went on, He Buxi's forehead became increasingly covered in fine beads of sweat.

But he was completely focused, his eyes fixed on the forging furnace in front of him.

His face, usually so stern, now held a solemn expression never before seen.

In comparison, Lin Yuan seemed overly relaxed.

He was sitting upright beside the jade table, with a cup of tea and a plate of spiritual fruit in front of him.

The tea was steaming and exuding a fragrant aroma.

Lin Yuan casually glanced at He Buxi while picking up his teacup and slowly taking a sip of tea.

He Buxi is currently shaping the ritual implement, but it is clearly not going smoothly.

"Junior brother, this..." He Buxi immediately cast a pleading look at Lin Yuan.

Upon hearing this, Lin Yuan gently put down his teacup. The firelight reflected on his face, flickering and making him appear even more languid.

The next moment, Lin Yuan's voice rang out, sounding like heavenly music to He Buxi's ears.

"Senior brother, this shaping process requires using spiritual power to pull each thread inch by inch, ensuring that the internal and external textures of the sword blank are aligned in a single line..."

Upon hearing this, He Buxi immediately began shaping the body as Lin Yuan had instructed.

A moment later, looking at the sword blank that had already taken shape, He Buxi's eyes were filled with excitement.

Only the engraving remains!

He Buxi secretly rejoiced.

Lin Yuan glanced at the sword blank that He Buxi had forged, his expression unchanged.

Then he casually picked up a spiritual fruit from the plate.

He slowly and methodically began to gnaw on it.

Every gesture he makes exudes elegance and grace.

He Buxi, catching a glimpse of this out of the corner of his eye, couldn't help but sigh inwardly: If the young female cultivators in the clan saw this, they'd be chasing after their junior brother...

No, our junior brother belongs to their Weapon Refining Hall; we can't let them take him away.

He Buxi's mind was racing with thoughts, but his hands never stopped moving.

The first few array patterns were relatively simple, so He Buxi was able to depict them with ease.

Therefore, it's okay to be a little distracted, but what follows...

He Buxi narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze on the magical artifact even revealing a hint of sharpness.

He recalled every detail of Lin Yuan carving the last line in his mind, and synchronized his hand movements without the slightest ambiguity.

but......

He only managed to carve half of it before his hand, which controlled the spiritual energy, became completely still.

He Buxi couldn't help but think of how Lin Yuan had done it so smoothly just now.

He admired Lin Yuan more and more.

He shifted his gaze to Lin Yuan again, and then heard Lin Yuan say, "All that's needed here is..."

Why not be happy that once the truth is revealed, everything becomes clear?

Chao Linyuan nodded slightly and continued carving the inscription that had been interrupted.

Half an hour later, He Buxi looked at the flying sword hanging above the weapon-refining furnace and felt a surge of excitement.

The mid-grade magic artifact is complete!

After a long while, He Buxi's emotions gradually calmed down.

He then walked towards Lin Yuan, straightened his clothes, and bowed to Lin Yuan, saying, "Thank you for your guidance overnight, Junior Brother."

He Buxi knew in his heart that if it weren't for Lin Yuan's guidance, even Shi Ye might not have been able to successfully forge the magic weapon.