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Li Tianfei's eyes widened: "Where did you come from?"

"Of course I stole it."

"Why didn't you say so just now?"

"Nobody asked me either."

Jiuwu smiled and added softly, "Let's be quiet now, at least give my students some time."

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Liu Shaoheng called them over mainly to provide an inspiration for refining weapons. Now that everyone has made progress, they naturally know that this place is not suitable for them to stay, so they just find an excuse to leave the room.

The four renowned weapon refiners needed quiet time to begin their initial planning according to their own ideas. Compared to the others, Zhang Yijian's ideas were much simpler, but even so, he didn't move. He sat there like an old monk in deep meditation.

Suddenly, he stood up and prepared to walk out.

Lin Xueyao suddenly looked up and smiled, "Where are you going?"

Zhang Yijian was a very large man; when he stood up, he looked like a small mountain. He said in a cold voice, "Materials, stable."

Li Tianfei looked up and translated for him: "He is responsible for stabilizing the energy of the world's origin, but he must adapt to the matching materials."

Lin Xueyao asked, "According to that kid's plan, isn't it to guide and utilize the energy of the world's origin? Why bother finding stable materials?"

Zhang Yijian stood silently, offering no explanation.

If it were anyone else, Lin Xueyao would have slapped them already. It's so difficult to ask a question, but she knows that's just the kind of person Zhang Yijian is. Most importantly, they are not good at what he is good at.

Zhang Yijian, who came from a small mountain village, was often called a cheapskate by other weapon refiners before he became successful.

The reason is simple: no matter if you hit him, scold him, insult him, or humiliate him, he seems oblivious to it all, remaining unmoved and unresponsive.

Many weapon refiners are eccentric, and there are masochists among them, but to be this masochistic is unprecedented. Whether anyone will follow in their footsteps is unknown, but it is certainly unprecedented.

But so what?

It's true that weapon refiners are freaks, but the more freak a weapon refiner is, the higher their skill level in weapon refining.

Zhang Yijian's specialty is swordsmanship.

All kinds of swords.

From cutting iron like a blade, to achieving great skill without artifice, finally, the weather becomes the peak, mountains and rivers the blade, the royal dragon vein the spine, the border defenses the mouth, towns the hilt, the four seasons and six energies the sheath, and the opening and closing of yin and yang the scabbard.

This is Zhang Yijian's signature magical weapon, a near-ninth-grade magical weapon, the "Gentleman's Sword".

Legend has it that Zhang Yijian wanted to create the most perfect sword, the "Emperor's Sword," but he failed in his attempt and the quality was downgraded to near-ninth grade. It was then renamed the "Gentleman's Sword."

Li Tianfei asked, "Why the sudden need for stabilization?"

Zhang Yijian's figure swayed slightly, and he moved closer, gesturing in front of everyone before asking in a muffled voice, "An unstable sword cannot be used."

Unlike others, Zhang Yijian only knows how to forge swords.

Therefore, he could see all kinds of magical artifacts as swords.

Li Tianfei pondered.

To understand Zhang Yijian's meaning, a unique communication method was needed. Li Tianfei thought for a moment and asked, "You think that in order to guide the energy of the world's origin, the first thing to do is to ensure that the world's origin does not collapse under the erosion of the cataclysm, is that right?"

This is somewhat paradoxical.

They wanted to rely on the origin of the world to resist the catastrophe, but now they want to find something else to help the origin of the world resist the catastrophe.

As expected, Zhang Yijian nodded.

Li Tianfei had a terrible headache. Ever since he created the [Outer Heaven], he felt like he hadn't had a good rest. But he couldn't stop thinking, so he could only follow Zhang Yijian's train of thought and said, "If that's the case, then our construction time will be very long. The main problem is that we can't find materials that can protect the world's origin."

Following this line of thought, Chen Ziyun spoke up: "Aren't there any secret treasures we can use?"

Li Tianfei shook his head and said, "Among all the world's treasures, the most precious must be royal treasures. But now, the imperial city has been completely destroyed, Shi Guiyan is dead, and even the world's number one weapon refiner who went to find her is missing. Even if royal treasures are useful, do you think we can find them and use them?"

Chen Ziyun sneered: "The plan failed before it even came to fruition. According to you, it seems we're all going to die."

Li Tianfei shook his head and held up one finger.

Chen Ziyun raised her middle finger and said, "Stop showing off, just tell me what your solution is."

Li Tianfei said, "What we need to do is simply protect the core of the world's origin. This thing doesn't have to be big; it just needs to be able to resist the erosion of the cataclysm. In that case, why don't we create another magical artifact to protect it?"

What is this, a vessel within a vessel?

Chen Ziyun frowned and asked, "The spiritual energy circuit carvings in the original [Shangri-La] were already complex and numerous. If you do it this way, its complexity will only increase several times over."

Chen Ziyun specializes in crafting unusual items. His greatest skill is carving ingenious and unexpected spiritual energy circuits, so he is well aware of how complex the carving of spiritual energy circuits is.

Li Tianfei rolled his eyes at him, stroked his beard, and fell into thought.

Chen Ziyun knew this old man had a way, and was about to start cursing when Lin Xueyao chimed in: "It's precisely because it's complicated that we need to cooperate. This old man's idea is for the four of us to each show our true abilities and be responsible for a part of [Shangri-La]."

Li Tianfei nodded with a smile.

In fact, he had wanted to say it for a long time, but this would require each family to bring out their core technologies. Among weapon refiners, the most taboo thing is to show their core technologies in front of another weapon refiner.

Li Tianfei, specializing in weapon crafting, and Lin Xueyao, with her external device, each forge only one item—a sword—their ultimate goal being to achieve extraordinary things amidst the clouds and smoke. Each of them, as weapon crafters, has their own area of expertise, and naturally, they also try to understand the core techniques that others excel at.

Lin Xueyao sneered, seeing through Li Tianfei's meaning, and took the initiative to say, "Since it was me who proposed it, then I will make a statement. I will be responsible for the structural forging of [Shangri-La]."

Chen Ziyun was taken aback. Before she could speak, Li Tianfei quickly added, "I'm in charge of the spiritual energy sensing device at [Shangri-La]."

Zhang Yijian said in a low voice, "I'll take responsibility for what I can."

Chen Ziyun looked at the three people who spoke in surprise, while the three of them were also looking at him.

"You guys are amazing..." After a long pause, he managed to utter these words, and said helplessly, "Then I'll take charge of the spiritual energy circuit."

That's how the division of responsibilities for each person was decided.

But soon, everyone encountered a problem, which was raised by Zhang Yijian.

"What about the sword hilt?"

In other words, who is responsible for the fundamental nature of this "Shangri-La"?

If Shi Guiyan were here, there would naturally be someone to choose from. After all, she is the most skilled in the fundamentals of weapon crafting because she has the best basic skills. However, among the remaining four people, this is a weak point for them.

The only one who is somewhat related is Li Tianfei, since he is skilled in immortal artifacts. However, most immortal artifacts emphasize the combination with spiritual energy or spiritual roots. In other words, it doesn't matter whether the artifact has a spiritual energy sensing device or not. As long as there is a spiritual energy sensing device, any immortal can use it.

However, the "Shangri-La" is different.

Spiritual energy is merely a supplement; the most crucial element is the mobilization of the world's origin. Here, Li Tianfei's responsibility becomes the least important; the fundamental responsibility for this magical artifact is of paramount importance.

"I'll do it."

A gentle voice rang out from the corner; it was Jiuwu.

The guy sat there watching for a long time, and finally spoke up.

Chen Ziyun squinted and looked him up and down: "Can you handle such an important part?"

Before Jiuwu could speak, Li Tianfei quickly said, "I've tested this kid's abilities. His weapon-refining skills are perfectly adequate, so you don't need to worry about it."

Chen Ziyun looked on incredulously: "Old man, why are you jumping out to explain for him? Shouldn't you be keeping quiet and pretending to be an expert at this time, questioning him with me?"

Li Tianfei shook his head and smiled bitterly. What was the point of pretending to be a master? His magic weapon was easily altered by someone with a single stroke. If he told this guy, he would be laughed to death.

In order not to ruin his image and continue to act cool, Li Tianfei really couldn't bring himself to tell the truth, so he could only vaguely say "Don't ask".

With the last problem solved, the group discussed it and decided on a pretty good plan.

"Let's all work harder and try to create this miracle, after all, we don't know when the catastrophe will come," Li Tianfei said.

Everyone nodded in agreement, their faces filled with solemnity.

Yes, we don't know when the catastrophe will come.

It could happen in the next second, or it could happen tomorrow. What they, as weapon refiners, have to do is create this miracle before the catastrophe arrives.

A miracle occurred, and everyone survived.

If not, then death is the only outcome.

However, is there really enough time?

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North.

The cold wind howled.

The fog condensed into hailstones, which fell one after another.

A thousand miles of ice, ten thousand miles of snow sculptures.

People and houses hit by hail were frozen solid and then crumbled layer by layer.

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East.

The sea trembled.