My Daoist partner helps me cultivate immortality

"Senior is too kind to me. I am a junior. I will just sit with the other Qi Refining stage fellow cultivators."

"That works too, go ahead."

Lin Ye politely declined the invitations from the Foundation Establishment cultivators and sat down at the children's table.

Wanbaolou invited too many people, and it quickly turned into a lively banquet. The Foundation Establishment cultivators took this opportunity to build relationships and exchange information.

Lin Ye was temporarily forgotten.

He sat comfortably among the Qi Refining stage cultivators, away from the center of attention.

Amidst the clinking of glasses and lively conversation, he wished the banquet would end soon.

He was able to quietly discuss the contract with Wanbaolou on his own.

I just need something to protect myself; I don't ask for anything more.

Only then can I go home with peace of mind and have a good chat with my Daoist partner.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lin Ye refined the remaining effects of the pill in his body and broke through to the fifth level of Qi Refining.

The medicinal power of the Qi Refining Pill has now been completely used up.

Lin Ye savored the moment to himself.

Unfortunately, it can only be taken once during the Qi Refining stage; subsequent doses have almost no effect.

Cultivating with elixirs is truly fast.

Just then, a cold glint flashed.

With the sound of the door being broken down, none of the Foundation Establishment cultivators present could react in time, as a flying sword and its owner had already stormed into the hall.

"who!"

"This is... a third-grade weapon refiner?"

Apart from the members of Wanbaolou who looked helpless, the other Foundation Establishment cultivators immediately held their breath in shock.

A white-haired, red-eyed girl leaped down from the flying sword. She had a beautiful face and a cold demeanor.

She scanned the crowd and asked, "Where is that young weapon refiner?"

The crowd quickly pointed out Lin Ye's location, and Lin Ye himself stood up in response.

I was so miserable.

broken.

Where did the Golden Core stage come from?

His hair has all turned white!

I really don't want to deal with these old fogies... [Get some gold coins!]

Lin Ye didn't dare to be negligent and went to meet him.

The white-haired girl was much faster, instantly appearing beside Lin Ye.

The girl's white hair brushed against his cheek as she whispered in his ear, "I've thought about it over and over..."

"You kid, you didn't use materials that were close to the limit of low-grade first rank, did you?"

Lin Ye's expression changed slightly.

"Senior has good eyesight."

Seeing Lin Ye suddenly become nervous, the white-haired girl laughed arrogantly.

"No wonder! But you do have some talent. I have to admit, I can't replicate your technique for now."

"But if that's all you've got, you'll lose to me in the weapon-refining competition."

Lin Ye doubted that she had heard correctly.

Are you sure you want to duel with a low-level first-grade weapon refiner like me?

Can't you just be a decent human being?

Don't go too far.

The white-haired weapon refiner, hands on his hips, said, "I can tell what you're thinking at a glance."

"I had inquired before coming here. This competition is a scoring system. As long as you can get the judges' approval, all levels of weapon refiners can compete on the same stage."

"Hmph, although those judges probably wouldn't understand our techniques either."

At such close range, Lin Ye could smell a trace of spiritual energy emanating from the white-haired creature.

Suddenly, a startling fact was revealed.

She is not at the Golden Core stage.

He's only at the Foundation Establishment stage.

What the hell!

It was a misunderstanding. So you're not an old man after all...

Chapter Fifteen: The Genius is About to be Sent

after awhile.

Lin Ye was led by the white-haired girl to an empty alley.

"Don't hang out with those mediocre people, come with me instead!"

have to.

Lin Ye was just worried that the old man in the Golden Core stage would drop more gold coins, but he would also be more controlling.

The secret of his ten reverse reincarnations must be carefully protected.

Now it seems that's not right; the problem wasn't there at all.

The white-haired weapon refiner is not a strong shield; on the contrary, she herself looks like she's about to crash and burn.

She was clearly arrogant and overconfident!

Ever since he started talking to Lin Ye, he has completely disregarded everyone else.

In her eyes, everything else seemed insignificant except for weapon crafting.

Even monks value cultivating relationships.

Besides generally poor aptitude, the biggest problem for independent cultivators is that their network of connections is not strong enough.

The struggles of the Dark Ages were brutal; even a Golden Core cultivator could be brought down if he wasn't careful.

Judging from the white-haired weapon refiner's appearance, he is the kind of person who often "accidentally" makes mistakes!

She is in danger.

In his previous life, Lin Ye was at the Nascent Soul stage and had extensive sources of information. He remembered all the weapon refiners of the fourth rank or above recorded during the Dark Ages.

Lin Ye glanced at the white-haired man.

Without her!

That doesn't make sense.

She reached the third-grade weapon refiner level during the Foundation Establishment stage, which is quite remarkable.

To compare with the situation of cultivators in combat, it is even more difficult for a Foundation Establishment cultivator to kill a Golden Core cultivator.

Such a person, if he hadn't died on the way, shouldn't have left no trace in history.

As for whether her lack of cultivation talent is hindering her weapon crafting... Lin Ye is willing to guarantee that someone with poor cultivation talent simply cannot develop such an arrogant personality, let alone have the right to be arrogant.

It seems she doesn't have long to live.

For matters at her level, my power is too insignificant to change anything.

"Hehe, senior, I need your help with something."

The white-haired man grabbed Lin Ye by the neck and said, "Can you lend me your refining tools and materials? I want to try it out myself and see how far I can go."

"Okay, senior."

Helpless, Lin Ye had no choice but to obediently take out the complete set of weapon refining tools.

"My surname is Lin, and my given name is Ye. I don't know how to address you, senior?"

"My name is Gongshu Yan, the champion of the 19th Weapon Forging Competition."

Lin Ye humbly replied, "Senior will become a hundred-time champion sooner or later."

"Haha, that's a nice nickname!" The white-haired weapon refiner patted Lin Ye on the back. "I like it very much, but it's still a long way off."

"I used to be a rogue cultivator, and I accumulated resources by traveling around the Eastern Divine Continent and participating in weapon refining competitions."

Gongshu Yan seemed to be somewhat introverted at heart, and his voice lowered when he talked about his own affairs.

"You can try it sometime..."

"Oh right, it's a pity you ran into me, senior. You can only compete for second place now! Hahaha!"

Lin Ye quickly replied, "I am willing to flee thousands of miles away to avoid your sharp edge, senior."

The white-haired weapon refiner raised an eyebrow, unable to suppress a laugh, and said, "You're funny... Are you really that scared?"

"Really, so could you please sponsor some of my travel expenses, senior?"

"Hey! So that's what you were planning all along!"

Gongshu Yan glanced at his tools and exclaimed in surprise, "Wow... your refining tools are so shabby, even worse than mine were before."

otherwise...

I should really sponsor him some money.

That's just too tragic.

Gongshu Yan temporarily suppressed his thoughts and focused on recalling Lin Ye's methods.

"I'm starting!"

Lin Ye nodded and watched from the side with his hands behind his back as Gongshu Yan began to forge the weapon.

After a while, she threw Lin Ye's hammer far away.

Then his knees buckled and he knelt on the ground, placing his hands on his knees.

"I lost!"

Lin Ye was so frightened that he quickly dodged away.

"Please rise, senior."

"I can't imitate the techniques of my predecessors, but that's okay."

"...Yes, you're right."

Gongshu Yan sniffed: "But my legs went weak."

She mentally rehearsed what mistakes she had made, her body swaying slightly back and forth, unconsciously making some cute noises.

This is something that cannot be imitated.

The weapon-refining techniques used by Lin Ye span ten thousand years, and no genius weapon refiner from any era could imitate his skills.

Even if a similar effect is achieved in the end, it will definitely be different from Lin Ye's path.

No wonder she gets stuck on things.

"Senior, please forgive me."

Lin Ye stepped forward and lifted Gongshu Yan up from behind.

Her body was limp and offered no resistance; she was dazed, her consciousness still immersed in the refining of the weapon.

Lin Ye caught a whiff of the faint fragrance emanating from Gongshu Yan, and his breath hitched.

Thinking about her untimely death, I feel very sorry.

Gongshu Yan is a third-grade weapon refiner. Under normal circumstances, his weapon refining techniques would be so fast that he couldn't see them clearly. However, in the situation just now, there was inevitably some deliberation process involved, which Lin Ye could see through completely.