My Master Only Breaks Through on the Edge of Death

Chapter 370: 343: Iron Hammer Young Man

At this moment, Pu Tao is controlling an Artifact Refining Peak Golden Core disciple in refining the first important component of the Giant Beast Warship.

The level of the component can already be regarded as a Quasi-Taoist Tool.

Xu Fan, Dodo, and the idle Zhan Ling are all focusing on this matter.

At this time, Pu Tao controls more than a thousand runes to merge into the body of the Refining Peak disciple.

“Pu Tao, will this hurt him?” Xu Fan asked seriously.

“There is no harm, but rather it helps this disciple expand his spiritual veins and spiritual senses, which will be helpful on his future path as an Artifact Refiner.” Pu Tao said.

As Pu Tao’s level increases, his voice becomes more natural, although it’s still electronic, it gives people a comfortable feeling.

“That’s good.”

At this moment, Dodo was eager to give it a try, thinking of letting Pu Tao control him to refine a few Dao Tools.

Although he is now a Refining Master, he has not successfully forged any real Dao Tools.

“Can I have a go at it later?” Dodo said.

“Then, please don’t resist, Master Sand Peak.” Pu Tao said.

“Okay.”

Dodo’s eyes instantly turned extremely rational, and he started to forge the next component.

“The Great Master’s means are truly marvelous.” Zhan Ling exclaimed.

“And this Demon Clan’s Giant Beast Warship, the Demon Sect doesn’t even have many Starships.”

“Fantastic, fantastic.”

Zhan Ling found that he had seriously underestimated this Great Master, but the Artifact Spirit that controlled people’s forging of Dao Tools was already astonishing enough.

“It’s no big deal, it’s all thanks to my Artifact Spirit helping me.” Xu Fan said humbly.

With Pu Tao’s ability to repair the Giant Beast Warships, the progress is now completed by a tenth.

Seeing that his most important concern was progressing smoothly, Xu Fan took Zhan Ling to visit the other peaks.

Especially after seeing the Main Peak School and the Trial Tower, Zhan Ling slowly began to take this sect seriously, and he only showed respect for the Great Master.

“Great Master, after the Demon Clan’s Giant Beast Warship is finished, can I pilot it? I have driven Starships before, but I have never driven a Demon Clan’s Giant Beast Warship.” Zhan Ling said rubbing his hands.

“Okay. In a while, when the repair work on the other side is completed, you can give it a try.”

“However, by that time, this Giant Beast Warship would not be suitable for combat here.”

“Only after the Snake-Shape Demonic Beast Warship is repaired, Elder Zhan Ling can drive it to the Vast Void Domain.” Xu Fan said.

“No problem, we have plenty of time.” Zhan Ling said.

He looked calm on the surface, but he was shocked inside his heart.

There are actually two Giant Beast Warships of the Demon Clan.

At the Volcanic Mountain Immortal Town, Number One just finished forging another two Dao Artifact accessories. After that, he wandered the town alone.

“Pu Tao has been promoted, and it looks like my work will be easier in the future.” Number One said with a smile.

He just received the news that Pu Tao had been promoted and can work with the sect’s artifact refiners to forge Dao Tools, so he no longer needed to do everything as fast as before.

There is a unique Refining Street in the Volcanic Mountain Immortal Town.

The Refining Street is tens of thousands of meters long, and both sides are full of various refining shops, undertaking all kinds of refinery tasks.

At this moment, all the refining shops on both sides of Refining Street were working at full capacity, even the newly apprenticed Artifact Refiners were fully loaded with orders.

First Clone was strolling down Refining Street when he suddenly noticed a shop located in a very remote location.

A young man in his teens, at the sixth level of artifact refining, was working hard, wielding a large hammer to forge a Spirit Iron Sword.

“This piece of Spirit Iron has reached its limit, and even if you forge it into the shape of a spiritual sword, without the addition of runes, it will still be an ordinary artifact,” First Clone commented at the entrance of the shop.

Suddenly feeling relaxed, for a moment, First Clone actually wanted to connect with others.

“If I’m not mistaken, you’re trying to sell this semi-finished product to other Artifact Refiners,” First Clone said with a smile.

“Is senior an Artifact Refiner?” the young man asked as he put down the Artifact Iron Hammer.

“You can say that,” First Clone nodded.

“Then can Senior take me as a disciple? I want to become an Artifact Refiner,” the young man said as he knelt down to worship First Clone as his master.

A gentle force stopped the young man from kneeling.

“Do you say this to every Artifact Refiner you meet?” First Clone asked with interest.

“Yes, I was once ignorant, and it was only after my parents left that I realized I was useless,” the young man said bitterly.

First Clone entered the dilapidated refining shop upon hearing the young man’s opening words and found a clean place to sit down.

“I happen to have some time; tell me your story, and maybe I’ll teach you something if I’m in a good mood,” First Clone said.

“Actually, it’s not a novel story; my father and mother were Artifact Refiners on this street.”

“Three years ago, they were transporting a batch of goods to another Immortal City, but that city was taken by the Demon Clan, and my parents were killed in that disaster,” the young man said with bitterness, regretting that he was not willing to learn artifact refining from his father at that time.

“So, before your parents left, you didn’t learn any of their artifact refining skills,” First Clone said.

“Yes,” the young man said bitterly, thinking that if he had been alone, just having enough to eat would have been enough. But he had a little sister whose Spiritual Root was ordinary. As her older brother, he couldn’t let her live as a mere mortal.

At this moment, a cute little girl walked out of the backyard. She was six or seven years old and was holding an empty bowl, saying, “Brother, I’m hungry~”

“Wait a bit longer, after this Spirit Iron Sword takes shape, we’ll have some Spirit Stones to buy Dodo some delicious pig elbows,” the young man said.

“You go back to sleep, and when you wake up, there’ll be pig elbows to eat,” the young man said with a smile, acting like the pillar of the family.

“Okay, I’ll wait for Brother to come back,” the little girl said drooling and went back to the backyard carrying the empty bowl.

The young man picked up the Iron Hammer again and started forging the Spirit Iron Sword in front of him.

“My story is not very dramatic, and now I’m trying to save up Spirit Stones to feed myself and my sister,” the young man said as he continued to forge the Spirit Iron Sword.

“You’re a responsible young man, so it’s not a waste to listen to your story. Which Refining Tool Runes do you know?” First Clone asked.

“Senior, I’ve learned the runes my parents left for me. I’ve mastered the basic runes; I just don’t have Spiritual Fire now.”

“Also, there are no proper Artifact Refiners teaching disciples anymore.”

“So, I can only do it like this,” the young man said, waving the Iron Hammer in his hand.

“Quite creative.”

First Clone took the Iron Hammer and Spirit Iron Sword from the young man.

“Not bad, let’s put the Artifact Refiner aside for now. You’re quite qualified as a blacksmith.”

‘Clang Clang’

First Clone raised the Iron Hammer in his hand and struck the spiritual sword twelve times.

A basic Magical Device Spirit Sword took shape.