Chapter 065: The Lonely Desolate Sword Spirit

  Wu Yue suddenly remembered that the original name of the mysterious soldier was also divided into grades. To become a spiritual soldier, one must let their original name enter the body and automatically produce a mysterious soldier with spirituality or capture the soul of a demon and merge it in. Both have advantages, and for now, it's unclear who is stronger or weaker. And to make the original name of the mysterious soldier produce spirituality, its quality must be excellent; otherwise, one can only slowly use the mysterious energy to extract the quality, just like when Wu Qianxue's mysterious energy was extracted and refined into a mysterious soldier. Using human body's mysterious energy to refine it can achieve twice the result with half the effort.

  Of course, such things are strictly forbidden in the Xuanbing Empire, at least on the surface, so Wu Yue was furious about Wu Qianxue's actions. There is also a way to refine Xuanbing using human souls, which is an even more evil and dark method.

  Wu Ya's original divine soldier didn't need to be upgraded, or maybe it did. The way to upgrade was to have more divine soldiers inside. Shaking his head, Wu Ya said: "Yes, use it for repair!"

  He twitched the corner of his mouth, and the dwarf seemed to want to smash the hammer in his hand on Wu Ya's forehead. Is this kid brain-damaged? However, there was no way around it - he was a customer, and hadn't broken any rules. Unlike those guys just now, who had actually wanted him to forge that damned walking frame for them. Dammit, did they think he was some kind of blacksmith who specialized in making everyday items?

  "Alright, although I'd love to smash you to death, I still have to refine for you." The dwarf said with a gloomy tone.

  He got started, first focusing on the long spear. The third-tier repair was relatively easy, so he began with that. Every time he refined the Wu Xuan Fine Iron, his beard would shake violently, causing him physical pain. As he worked, he said, "I don't want your payment for now, just give me the scraps from the refinement and that's fine."

  "Uh, okay, but don't cut corners!"

  "Please respect our dwarven dignity, we are not like you humans, and we are not cunning." The dwarf said angrily, if it wasn't for the sake of the Wu Xuan's refined iron scraps, he would have probably chased them away.

  "Wu Ya, don't agree so readily. I've heard that the Wu Xuan Iron is priceless. Who knows, after repairing it, it might even increase in rank!" Someone from the Qi Bing group reminded him, secretly finding Wu Ya's agreement too hasty.

  "That's right, I don't know if the four-stage sword can be upgraded to a higher level, but this three-stage long spear can definitely be upgraded to a higher level. If someone uses it as their life-bound spiritual weapon, becoming a Spiritual Arms Master is not just a dream!" The dwarf replied bluntly: "However, you've already promised me, don't go back on your word, sneaky human!"

  "How dare you speak like this, this is cheating!"

  "Alright, at most I can help you repair your Xuanbing for free in the future!"

  The dwarf relaxed a bit, and in the end, Wu Ya still agreed. He had another piece of Wuxuan fine iron in his hand, it seemed that Feng Ying's little sister was right, these two pieces were indeed comparable to that box of jewels.

  Half an hour later, the long spear was repaired. Wu Ya let Feng Ying take a look and found that it was not sloppy at all, but a solid four-stage long spear. The dwarf's skills were indeed not bad. He then took out a four-stage Xuan sword. This time, the dwarf looked serious, melting the remaining Wuxuan refined iron and then putting the damaged sword into the furnace. The fiery flames crazily turned the sword bright red.

  "Wait a minute!" Just as the dwarf was about to bring down his hammer, Wu Yao suddenly spoke up: "Can't we change the shape of this sword after repairing it? I might have a way to upgrade the sword to fifth rank!"

  "What? You're a blacksmith too?" The dwarf stopped and asked in puzzlement.

  "Not possible, but I can upgrade the sword's quality, just make it according to my method!"

  "Are you saying that my iron-forging skills are no good?" The dwarf was enraged, "You're doubting the great Dwarf blacksmith Klagor?"

  "Uh, never mind, just do what I say."

  Wu Ya really didn't know how to explain, in fact he was more shocked than anyone else right now. Of course, he had no way of resolving the sword fight, this method was provided by Hei Lian Jian Ling. Yes, Hei Lian Jian Ling suddenly woke up just as the dwarf was about to strike, and even made him stop the dwarf. And this time when he woke up, it wasn't like the previous times where he would only swing his sword, but could actually speak, thoroughly awake.

  "Xian Ling senior, how should I address you?" At the same time, Wu Yue was also communicating with Hei Lian Xian Ling in his mind.

  "Desolate!" The black-faced sword spirit remained aloof, not feeling uncomfortable at all despite suddenly becoming someone else's sword spirit. His face was expressionless, as if everything was destined, and everything could be accepted. In a low, sinking voice, he said: "Since you want my killing technique, then you'll need my sword - a sword that can let me kill people. I won't bother with any other sword. This time, if I don't get the killing sword I want, I will never awaken again, and you will never reach the highest realm of killing!"

  "Uh, Senior Youyu, are you going to fall asleep again?" Wu Yue regained his composure from the surprise.

  "My sword body exploded, my god was injured and my soul was hurt. How can I wake up? Alas, if you want me to be completely awake, then kill me!" He let out a desolate sigh in the wilderness, and gradually he fell silent again.

  "Senior, Senior of the Desolate Land!"

  "I've been waiting for you for a long time..."

  He twitched the corner of his mouth and fell into confusion again, speechless.

  Wu Ya shook his head, looking at the sword type and sword fighting method he had just provided. No matter what, he must bring it out, otherwise he might not wake up again. Heaven knows how many killing techniques this crazy sword spirit still has hidden, he must learn them all.

  "What's going on, according to your actions, are you a blacksmith or am I?"

  "I'm very sorry, please serve your customers!"

  "I serve you, but I'm done with this nonsense. I never forge junk. You're not even a master blacksmith, nor are you a blacksmith at all. What qualifications do you have to offer opinions? Get out, get out, get out of here right now!"

  "Fine, return all of my Dark Iron to me!"

  "Ah..."

  The dwarf Klaud suddenly became uncharacteristically humble, and after a long silence, he finally allowed Wu Yue to provide the specifications and manufacturing method for the sword he wanted to forge. After reading it, he burst out again, "This is a sword, this damn thing... I won't... Are you sure you want me to make it like this? You're sure... I'm telling you, I... I won't do it! Wait a minute, I'll go get my old man!"

  The old man is looking for his own father... How many damn fathers are there?!

  Many of the insults stopped due to the presence of Wu Xuan's refined iron, poor dwarf Klauder, and he can't even fight, which is the most tragic. Rushing into the inner room, a guy like Klauder 2 came out soon, only his hair and beard were all white, Klauf, Klauder's dad, looks like a retired old blacksmith at home, should be very powerful.

  It's hard to say whether his strength is very strong or not for the time being, but his scolding skills are definitely stronger than his son's.

  "Alright, for the sake of the Wu Xuan refined iron scraps, I'll forge it for you. But let me be blunt, if we forge it using your method, there's a 100% chance this sword will be ruined, and it might even shatter with just a light tap. Are you sure you want to do this?"

  "Alright!" The sword and materials were all picked up, so if they're really going to be discarded, then let them be discarded.