Chapter 3527 — Forging a Heaven-Tier Divine Weapon
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This step was also wholly unlike the two forgings before it, for the Five-Bane Dragon's blood was the single most important material for altering a Heaven-Tier divine weapon's attributes.
As everyone knew, Heaven-Tier divine weapons had attributes, and only cultivators of the matching attribute could wield them to their fullest effect.
That loose cultivator back in the marketplace, collecting materials from Heaven-Tier spirit beasts of corresponding attributes, had done so precisely to alter a Heaven-Tier divine weapon's attribute.
Wei Zhao was a cultivator of the five elements and seven attributes. Among spirit beasts, likely only the Five-Bane Dragon belonged to the five-element attributes—and Wei Zhao's divine weapon ought to be one of the five-element attributes. Hence the final step absolutely required the Five-Bane Dragon's blood to set the Heaven-Tier divine weapon's attribute.
When he reached this step, Wei Zhao was delighted as well: he had used less than five hours. Earlier he had heard Wang Xinyan and Han Jingyi come in, but the two had pushed the door open, seen him busy at something, and not disturbed him—each had gone off to rest instead.
Wei Zhao drew a deep breath. The next step was to inject the Five-Bane Dragon's blood into the refined mystic iron rod to fuse—and this was also the hardest step. It was not simply a matter of sprinkling the blood at random onto the rod; the blood had to permeate the refined mystic iron rod evenly. The slightest deviation producing an uneven distribution of the blood could leave the divine weapon flawed—and when true qi was poured in with full force, it might burst apart or snap.
Naturally, Wei Zhao did not rush. He proceeded methodically and with great care, cautious at every single step.
Fortunately, Heaven rewards the diligent. At last, by early the next morning, Wei Zhao completed this final, most difficult refining step.
Wei Zhao eyed the refined mystic iron rod before him, which had visibly grown even... blacker, with some puzzlement. The thing was pitch-black, like a fire poker. It did not look like anything fine at all. Truly—understated, luxurious, and full of substance!
Of course, though Wei Zhao looked at the rod in his hand and saw little out of the ordinary compared with its former appearance—apart from being a shade blacker, one might even say there was no great difference—he did not mind.
It was a thing for fighting, after all, not for putting on display or showing off. What did it matter whether it looked good or not?
After resting a moment, Wei Zhao began pouring true qi into the refined mystic iron rod. The rod gave a humming "buzz," and suddenly a layer of dazzling, multicolored, iridescent true qi blazed forth above it!
And that formerly dingy black iron rod, in that instant, suddenly became high-end, imposing, and thoroughly classy...
Still, Wei Zhao only poured in true qi to test the feel. He did not dare unleash it here in the inn. Sturdy as the inn appeared, how could it withstand a full-force strike from a great-perfection expert wielding a divine weapon? It would be smashed into rubble!
True, Wei Zhao bore a grudge against Ancestor Xuanchen, but this was the property of the Five Luminaries Sect. Perhaps in the future, when Wei Zhao returned from Cloud Stair Island, he would still have to ask Xuanchen to take it all back!