My Master Only Breaks Through on the Edge of Death

After a luxurious banquet, everyone was full and satisfied.

“Elder Shan Chen, now that I am a Refining Master, it’s time to fulfill the promise I made to you.” Xu Fan said.

“Refining Master!” Shan Chen exclaimed, as the most sought-after people in the Cultivation World now are Artifact Refiners and Alchemy Masters.

“Yes, the kind certified by the Elder Council. I’m also close friends with the Hall Master of the Refining Palace.” Xu Fan said with a smile.

“Then I should call you Master from now on.” Shan Chen said, his words filled with excitement. Xu Fan had once promised to help him refine a suitable Dao Tool after becoming a Refining Master.

“Elder, please call me Xu Fan. I’ll never forget your kindness in accompanying me during my journey.” Xu Fan said.

To Xu Fan, that journey was one of the few in his life where he couldn’t guarantee complete safety. It was because of Shan Chen that he was able to safely reach the Central Continent.

Thus, Xu Fan felt greatly indebted to him.

“It was just a small favor, not worth mentioning.” Shan Chen said, initially making the promise with the idea of gaining an advantage, as a Dao Tool was indeed quite tempting.

“Does Elder Shan Chen permanently reside here from now on?” Xu Fan asked, his curiosity piqued about the planet on this air route, as well as many other questions.

“Yes, this place has not been open for long and is currently short-staffed. I’ll probably stay here for a hundred years.” Shan Chen said.

At this moment, Shan Chen took out a Storage Bag and handed it to Xu Fan.

“These are the spiritual minerals I’ve prepared for refining my Dao Tool. I am a body refining cultivator. Master, please help me forge a durable magical armor.” Shan Chen said.

“What kind of weapon do you need, Elder?” Xu Fan asked.

“Fist weapons, but not as important as the armor.” Shan Chen said.

Xu Fan quickly glanced at the spiritual minerals inside the Storage Bag, all of which were basic ores for refining Dao Tools, suitable for use during the Void Refining and Combining Body stage.

“Understood,” Xu Fan said. He had witnessed Shan Chen’s battle with the Demon Clan and the Dao Tool he refined for him was a fist weapon.

“Thank you, Master.” Shan Chen said politely.

“By the way, which sect do you belong to?” Shan Chen asked, as only top sects and holy lands from the Central Continent could make it here now.

He thought Xu Fan and his friends were accompanying artifact refiners on the ship.

“Hidden Spirit Sect, an obscure small sect.” Xu Fan said.

“A small sect with a Star Ship.” Shan Chen said with a smile.

At this moment, Shan Chen’s communication device suddenly rang.

“The leader is calling. I’ll go first, and we’ll talk later.” After exchanging communication talisman signals with Xu Fan and the others, Shan Chen left the wine pavilion.

“Elder Shan Chen is still the same as we saw him before.” Xu Gang sighed.

“What, did you expect him to turn into a woman?” Xu Fan joked.

“Wang Xiangchi, what’s wrong?” Xu Fan asked, as he had noticed Old Three’s heavy heart while they were eating.

“Master, I saw Wu Ji on the second floor. Although he used his divine abilities to change his face, the strong vitality on his body has not changed.”

“A gray-haired elder was with him, probably the Nine Swords Venerable who took him away back then.” Wang Xiangchi said, struggling with whether or not he should take his disciple back to the Hidden Spirit Sect.

“What are your thoughts?” Xu Fan asked.

“Wu Ji is probably better off following that Nine Swords Venerable than he is with me.” Wang Xiangchi said in a low voice.

“You want to bring Wu Ji back,” Xu Fan pointed out Wang Xiangchi’s thoughts.

He also understood Wang Xiangchi. His hard-earned disciple being taken away by someone who said he was suitable to inherit the Nine Swords vein would be intolerable for any Master.

“Yes, compared to future prospects, I think having a Master like you would be most promising,” Wang Xiangchi said.

Upon hearing this, Xu Fan revealed a sweet smile. He hadn’t experienced such a charming flattery in a long time, so just for this reason, he planned to take the initiative.

“Alright, I’ll personally save Wuji,” Xu Fan said. He was confident that he could deceive Mahayana Esteemed One for a moment with some unorthodox tricks.

By the time they bring Sword Wuji back to the Xing Zhou, they will depart immediately so the Mahayana Esteemed One won’t be able to catch up with the celestial ship.

“We’ll save Wuji this time and visit the Star next time.”

Pu Tao, inform everyone on the Xing Zhou to return in one day. Once I bring Wuji back, we’ll launch the celestial ship and head home,” Xu Fan said.

On the third floor of the Heavenly Secret Pavilion, a gray-haired elder with a young man stood before a stall, haggling with the stall owner.

“This Star Stone is worth at most 500 Top-grade Spirit Stones, not a single one more,” the gray-haired elder said.

“Senior, that price is outdated. Now that there is a war between the two realms, the price of Spiritual Mines has skyrocketed.”

“The lowest is 3,000 Top-grade Spirit Stones. If it’s not acceptable, Senior, please look elsewhere,” the stall owner said with a smile, his polite eyes showed no hint of mockery.

Those who came here were no ordinary people; no one could afford to offend.

Sword Wuji, who was watching the drama unfold from the side, was somewhat helpless. He had followed this renowned Esteemed One for two long years, only learning a bit of the Nine Swords cultivation technique and gaining no benefits.

Moreover, he wasted his time wandering around, but admittedly, the Esteemed One was truly powerful.

Sword Wuji had personally witnessed the Nine Swords Venerable slay a Demon Venerable of the Demon Clan with a single strike.

Now they were sitting on a Star Pavilion celestial ship to go to another Immortal City.

Although he had accepted a powerful master, Sword Wuji still missed the life at the Hidden Spirit Sect, for that was the Sect life he truly yearned for.

At this moment, Sword Wuji suddenly saw a familiar figure.

Xu Fan was seen walking towards Sword Wuji with a smile.

In that instant, Sword Wuji felt as if Xu Fan had transformed into a ray of light, illuminating his dull world.

At this time, the gray-haired elder was still haggling with the stall owner and hadn’t noticed Xu Fan’s arrival.

Xu Fan and Sword Wuji passed by each other without any ripples.

The gray-haired elder haggled with the stall owner for half an hour before finally settling on 1,600 Top-grade Spirit Stones.

“Disciple, let’s go. We need to board the celestial ship,” the gray-haired elder said cheerfully.

“I understand.”

By now, Xu Fan had already left the Star with Sword Wuji on the celestial ship for half an hour.

Sword Wuji was excitedly recounting his experiences of more than two years to Wang Xiangchi, complaining about how boring it was to be with the Nine Swords Venerable and saying that he couldn’t learn anything by following him.

Listening to Sword Wuji’s words, Xu Fan was feeling a little restless.

Glancing at the speed of the celestial ship, Xu Fan said, “No Mahayana Esteemed One should be able to surpass this speed, right?”

Xu Fan’s tone was a bit uncertain, at least he felt that the Supreme Esteemed One should be able to.

At this moment, a ray of sword light sped towards them.