Supreme Cultivation System ：The Last Survivor

Blacksmith Wu shouted at Lee Shaoyu.    

"Oh, okay."    

Lee Shaoyu replied lazily. He casually took a dagger from the side and cut his wrist. Dark red blood dripped from his finger and onto the Sword Body on the forging table.    

"Chi..."    

The blood dripped onto the hot Sword Body and produced a sizzling sound. Dark red blood continuously flowed into the Sword Body. At this moment, Lee Shaoyu suddenly had an illusion. It was as if the Sword Body on the forging table was one with him. The ordinary long sword actually emitted a sharp aura that moved his heart.    

The wound healed. The long sword no longer absorbed blood after absorbing dozens of drops of Lee Shaoyu's blood. On the surface of the Sword Body, there were a few red patterns that seemed to exist as soon as it was cast. At this moment, the long sword seemed to have gained some spirituality, and it was no longer ordinary.    

"Step back a little!"    

Blacksmith Wu shouted at Lee Shaoyu. The iron hammer in his hand was swung like a windmill. It kept smashing on the Sword Body on the forging table. The long sword gradually took shape. Blacksmith Wu was in the process of forging the last weapon.    

"Carve the array!"    

After a while, Blacksmith Wu suddenly let out a loud roar. The sledgehammer was swung so tightly that it could not be blocked. The dense sound of clanking could not be heard. When the last hammer fell, the long sword on the forging table suddenly emitted a glaring light. The entire forging table was shattered by the impact. Blacksmith Wu fell to the side, exhausted. He gasped for breath.    

This is also possible!?    

Lee Shaoyu's eyes widened as he looked at the long sword that fell to the ground. After Blacksmith Wu finished casting the sword, it became extremely ordinary. Except for the red lines on the Sword Body that looked special, the rest were no different from an ordinary iron sword.    

"Uncle Wu, are you done?"    

Lee Shaoyu asked doubtfully.    

"Hu... "Hu... Little Yu... For your sword... I'm exhausted. You have to treat me to a drink. I haven't rested for three days. Finally, it's over. This sword of yours is the pinnacle of my work. "    

Blacksmith Wu sat on the ground, panting, but he said with a proud look on his face.    

"But I see that this sword is very ordinary."    

Lee Shaoyu could not help swallowing his saliva.    

"The Great Dao is simple and simple. Do you not understand this principle?"    

Blacksmith Wu glanced at Lee Shaoyu and said.    

"But I feel it is different from other spiritual weapons."    

Lee Shaoyu stared at the long sword on the ground and looked left and right. He really wanted to find something special about this long sword, but unfortunately, he did not find anything special about it.    

"Take him, Little Yu."    

Blacksmith Wu suddenly said to Lee Shaoyu in a deep voice.    

Seeing Blacksmith Wu 's serious expression, Lee Shaoyu slowly reached his hand to the sword on the ground. At this moment, his heart was trembling. He regretted believing in this fake master Blacksmith Wu .    

Slap!    

Lee Shaoyu grabbed the long sword on the ground. The moment he held the long sword, his mouth opened into an O shape. The ordinary long sword in Lee Shaoyu's hand immediately felt connected to Lee Shaoyu's blood.    

The most important thing was that Lee Shaoyu could feel the sharp aura coming from the long sword. It was as if he could easily cut a mountain in front of him. A faint murderous aura filled the air. It was as if he could use the sword in his hand to kill all enemies.    

This sword was definitely not ordinary!    

Lee Shaoyu looked at Blacksmith Wu in shock. When he saw Blacksmith Wu looking at him with a smile that was not a smile, Lee Shaoyu could not help but feel a sense of respect. Blacksmith Wu 's ancestor was definitely an extraordinary master of refining. The techniques passed down from him were also incredible. They were very different from the current refining techniques.    

"Uncle Wu, what rank is this Spirit Sword of mine at?"    

Lee Shaoyu's voice was trembling when he asked this question, because he had indeed felt that this sword was extraordinary.    

"Right now, I'm not very clear about the specifics of the spirit artifacts in the outside world. But this sword of yours is definitely at my peak. Its rank is at least low king rank." Blacksmith Wu smiled at Lee Shaoyu and said, "With the help of the ancient Array Diagrams I drew, it should be able to have the power of a middle king rank."    

Emperor Sword!    

This was really a Emperor Sword. Lee Shaoyu was stunned. He did not expect Blacksmith Wu to really do it.    

"But Uncle Wu, why does this sword look so ordinary and ordinary? Shouldn't Wang rank spirit artifacts all release tremendous power on their own?"    

Lee Shaoyu asked in puzzlement.    

"I told you long ago that the Great Dao is the simplest. " The aura of this medicinal Emperor Sword that I forged is completely restrained. Only the user can know its terrifying aspects. And your enemy can only understand what kind of terrifying weapon you are facing when you come into contact with it. This is the true meaning of a weapon. For example, the spirit artifacts released by your aura. It was all because the artificer was unable to completely restrain the spirit artifact's pressure. In fact, it was merely a waste of the spirit artifact's power. Moreover, if you were to carry a King Grade medicinal Spirit Sword everywhere with your cultivation all day long, I'm afraid that you would have long been targeted by people with ulterior motives. "    

At this time, Blacksmith Wu was like a generation of master blacksmiths as he spoke solemnly to Lee Shaoyu. However, what he said did make a lot of sense.    

"Thank you, Uncle Wu, for making you worry."    

Lee Shaoyu instantly understood. His heart was filled with gratitude. He bowed deeply to Blacksmith Wu and thanked him from the bottom of his heart.    

"It's nothing. Anyway, it's all your materials. I also want to test the extent of my ability. Even if I really fail, I won't lose anything."    

Blacksmith Wu laughed and said.    

Lee Shaoyu's head was immediately covered with black lines. It seemed that he had relied entirely on luck to successfully refine the Spirit Sword. However, Lee Shaoyu did not dare to flare up. After all, Blacksmith Wu had successfully refined the Spirit Sword. It seemed that his luck was not bad.    

"I'll treat you to a drink tonight. I'll go and try this Spirit Sword first."    

Lee Shaoyu left behind a sentence and ran away like a wisp of smoke. In his heart, he was anxious to test the power of the sword.    

Blacksmith Wu stood at the door of the blacksmith shop and looked at Lee Shaoyu's departing back with a knowing smile. Clearly, he was very happy that he had made a Royal Armament.    

Lee Shaoyu did not dare to test the sword in Solitary Village. Instead, he ran all the way out of the village and went deep into the Wasteland. He waved his sword directly. He slashed at a huge rock that weighed hundreds of thousands of kilograms without using any Yuan Qi. The huge rock that was dozens of meters tall was cut in half like tofu. The cut was extremely smooth. With a wave of his sword, a huge tree that was thousands of years old was cut in half.    

What a sharp sword!    

Lee Shaoyu was secretly shocked. He didn't use any strength at all. Just by relying on the sharpness of the Sword Body, he was able to do this. It was enough to show the peerless sharpness of this Spirit Sword. He was afraid that even a high-grade defensive spirit armor could easily cut it in front of him.    

And this kind of weapon was the weapon that he needed the most. His pursuit of swordsmanship had always been fast. Now that he had such a sharp medicinal Emperor Sword in his hand, his strength would definitely skyrocket!    

This was the difference between tailor-made weapons and exchanged weapons. Even the high-grade king rank spirit artifacts exchanged from the divine envoy would not be so compatible with him.    

"Good!"    

Lee Shaoyu was extremely satisfied with the power of the Emperor Sword. He quickly sheathed his sword and placed the Emperor Sword on his back. Although he could put the sword into the Storage Ring and carry it, he was still used to carrying the sword on his back. This way, he looked more like a swordsman.    

With a turn of his eyes, Lee Shaoyu ran back to the blacksmith shop and placed all five small flying swords in front of Blacksmith Wu . He hoped that Blacksmith Wu could help him modify them. Blacksmith Wu agreed readily. This time, it only took two days for the five flying swords to be remodeled. Whether it was in terms of sharpness or quality, they all had a huge improvement, rising to the height of a king grade spirit artifact.    

It was a pity that Blacksmith Wu only knew how to forge weapons and didn't know how to refine auxiliary spirit artifacts. Otherwise, Lee Shaoyu would have pestered Blacksmith Wu to forge a few of them. However, he only paid some materials to forge spirit artifacts and got a king-grade weapon. Lee Shaoyu still felt that he had made a lot of money.    

Lee Shaoyu had stayed in Solitary Village for more than a year. He had already cultivated all kinds of cultivation techniques and martial skills to a certain extent, raising his realm to the peak of Elemental Core Stage. However, he had never succeeded in breaking through to the Qi-sea Stage realm.    

Lee Shaoyu knew that it was time to leave. If he wanted to make a breakthrough, he had to go through the baptism of blood and fire!