Supreme Cultivation System ：The Last Survivor

Lee Shaoyu was shocked when he heard Blacksmith Wu 's words. He was almost fooled by Blacksmith Wu 's words. Perhaps Blacksmith Wu 's ancestor was really a master blacksmith, and Blacksmith Wu had indeed obtained the inheritance of the ancient Array Diagram. However, Lee Shaoyu had overlooked one thing, which was that Blacksmith Wu had never forged a high grade spirit artifact before. He was a complete newbie in this aspect.    

"Ahem, I was wrong for a moment. I was planning to help you modify your spiritual weapon. Actually, it can't be said to be a modification. If you provide some more materials, I can totally help you refine a new one."    

Blacksmith Wu looked at Lee Shaoyu with a solemn expression and said.    

"I think... I should use this Spirit Sword. It has been so long, and I have already used it very smoothly..."    

Lee Shaoyu slowly reached his hand towards his Spirit Sword and looked at Blacksmith Wu as he said in a low voice.    

"If you provide some more medicinal Spirit Materialss, I might be able to reforge this Spirit Sword of yours into a low-grade king rank spirit artifact. Think about it for yourself."    

Surprisingly, Blacksmith Wu did not stop Lee Shaoyu. Instead, he released such a heavy bomb to Lee Shaoyu.    

"Low-grade king rank!"    

Lee Shaoyu's hand stopped in midair. This temptation was too great, but Lee Shaoyu did not know whether he should trust Blacksmith Wu or not. This decision was too risky.    

"Since you don't trust me, I won't force you."    

Blacksmith Wu didn't try to persuade Lee Shaoyu this time. Instead, he ordered Lee Shaoyu to leave. It seemed that his dignity as a blacksmith had been violated. He looked very unhappy.    

"Don't! Uncle Wu, I believe in your craftsmanship. I'll take the ingredients now!"    

The more Lee Shaoyu acted like this, the more he believed that Blacksmith Wu was really skilled. He directly took out a pile of medicinal Storage Rings from his Storage Ring. These were all accumulated by him bit by bit. He wanted to wait until his strength increased and find a refining master to refine a better weapon for him. Among them, there were really a few types of materials needed to forge king-grade spirit artifacts.    

Seeing the pile of materials in front of him, Blacksmith Wu immediately revealed a satisfied smile. With a wave of his hand, he put all the materials away. As the only blacksmith in the village, he had a small Storage Ring.    

"Alright. With these materials, I can definitely help you refine a King Grade spirit artifact. Little Yu, you can rest assured. Hehe."    

Blacksmith Wu said to Lee Shaoyu with a big smile on his face. However, this smile made Lee Shaoyu's hair stand on end. A feeling of being deceived rose in his heart. However, since he had handed over all the materials, Lee Shaoyu had no choice but to treat Blacksmith Wu as a doctor. He hoped that Blacksmith Wu had really inherited the knowledge from his ancestors.    

"Uncle Wu, when do we start?"    

Beads of sweat dripped down Lee Shaoyu's forehead. It was unknown whether it was because he was hot in the blacksmith's shop or because he was feeling weak in his heart.    

"Since we have the materials, let's start now. Let me try my skills. Oh. No, it's a test."    

Blacksmith Wu pulled out Lee Shaoyu's Spirit Sword and threw it onto the furnace, letting the charcoal in the furnace burn.    

Uncle Wu, are you going to refine it like this? "    

Lee Shaoyu's eyes were wide open. This didn't look like a blacksmith refining a weapon. It was no different from Blacksmith Wu forging iron. It was impossible for this charcoal fire to melt Lee Shaoyu's Spirit Sword. How could it help Lee Shaoyu forge it? Lee Shaoyu could not help but feel his heart palpitate.    

"The Great Dao is the simplest, returning to simplicity! I don't know how the blacksmiths outside refine weapons. My techniques are like this. Just wait and see the results."    

Blacksmith Wu said to Lee Shaoyu in an unfathomable manner. Then, he carefully took out a small bottle from his pocket and sprinkled some powder on Lee Shaoyu's Spirit Sword.    

"Uncle Wu, what are you sprinkling?"    

Lee Shaoyu asked in a speechless manner.    

"This is something passed down from my ancestors. With the temperature of my furnace, I can't melt your Spirit Sword at all. But after adding this powder, it's different."    

Blacksmith Wu grinned and swung the hammer in his hand towards Lee Shaoyu's Spirit Sword. Sure enough, after sprinkling that mysterious powder, Lee Shaoyu's Spirit Sword really became easy to smelt. However, Lee Shaoyu could not bear to look at Blacksmith Wu 's technique. His Spirit Sword was directly deformed by Blacksmith Wu 's hammer strike. How was this refining weapons? It was simply forging iron!    

Clank, clank, clank...    

Every time Blacksmith Wu struck Lee Shaoyu's Spirit Sword, Lee Shaoyu's heart would suddenly tremble. His Spirit Sword had now completely changed. If he had not been watching from the side, he would not have recognized it at all.    

"Uncle Wu, you don't seem to have asked me what kind of spirit artifact I need..."    

After a while, Lee Shaoyu whispered to Blacksmith Wu . Lee Shaoyu's face had turned yellow. He was completely frightened by Blacksmith Wu .    

"Oh, I don't think so. Write down what you are good at. I will slowly help you forge a spiritual weapon that suits you the best."    

Blacksmith Wu threw Lee Shaoyu's deformed Spirit Sword into a furnace beside him. He wiped his hands and said to Lee Shaoyu.    

"Uncle Wu, why did you throw my sword into the furnace?"    

Lee Shaoyu looked at Blacksmith Wu 's actions and swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He asked softly.    

"Uh, it's a little difficult to modify the foundation of this Spirit Sword, so I'm preparing to refine it back into the furnace." Blacksmith Wu said nonchalantly, "Add some other materials along the way and try to forge a king-grade spirit artifact for you as much as possible."    

Lee Shaoyu was so angry that he almost vomited blood. To put it nicely, it must have crippled his own Spirit Sword, which was why he had no choice but to return to the furnace to refine it again. However, Lee Shaoyu did not dare to say anything at this time. Who knew if Blacksmith Wu would declare a strike or not? Lee Shaoyu could only write down everything he needed and hand it over to Blacksmith Wu .    

"Uncle Wu, I still have to cultivate these few days. I won't be watching you refine weapons by the side. You have to help me take care of this."    

Lee Shaoyu's hands were shaking when he handed the paper to Blacksmith Wu . He didn't dare to continue reading. He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to take it.    

"Don't worry, Little Yu. Leave this matter to your Uncle Wu. Just focus on your cultivation."    

Blacksmith Wu patted Lee Shaoyu's shoulder, indicating that Lee Shaoyu should be at ease.    

Lee Shaoyu staggered out of the blacksmith shop. He was completely dumbfounded. Perhaps he had really been deceived by Blacksmith Wu , but his spirit weapon had been destroyed by Blacksmith Wu just like that.    

Three days passed quickly, but Lee Shaoyu still could not hold it in. He once again came to Blacksmith Wu 's smithy. The moment he entered, he saw Blacksmith Wu sweating profusely on the forging table, swinging his sledgehammer with all his might and smashing on a sword embryo.    

"Uncle Wu, are you refining a sword for me?"    

Lee Shaoyu was shocked when he saw it. Was this still the same Spirit Sword he used to have? It had completely changed. It seemed that it had indeed been refined back in the furnace.    

"Aiya, Little Yu, you came at the right time. This sword of yours has reached the critical moment. I haven't gone to look for you. You wait by the side. I will arrange something for you later."    

Blacksmith Wu saw Lee Shaoyu come in and quickly said. He didn't bother to greet Lee Shaoyu anymore. He was completely immersed in forging the sword for Lee Shaoyu.    

Lee Shaoyu couldn't help but feel speechless. This wasn't forging weapons. This was simply forging a sword. It was completely different from the other forging weapons that Lee Shaoyu had seen. However, seeing how devoted Blacksmith Wu was, Lee Shaoyu was too embarrassed to say anything. At worst, he could find a god messenger to exchange for another sword.    

It was just that it was a pity for his materials. That was all of the wealth that Lee Shaoyu had gathered after putting in all his effort. It was just a waste. Lee Shaoyu's heart was bleeding when he thought about these materials.    

"Clank, clank, clank..."    

As time passed, the sword embryo in Blacksmith Wu 's hand finally had the embryonic form of a Spirit Sword. Although it looked very sharp, Lee Shaoyu didn't feel any trace of spirit artifact aura on the sword embryo. This made Lee Shaoyu's heart ache incomparably. Those were all top grade materials, but they were only made into an ordinary sword by Blacksmith Wu . * Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!    

"Little Yu, come, spill some of your blood." At this moment, Blacksmith Wu turned his head and shouted at Lee Shaoyu.    

"You don't need this sword, do you?"    

Lee Shaoyu knew that some good spirit artifacts could be used to recognize the owner with blood. This way, the spirit artifact would be more compatible with the owner. However, looking at the sword in front of him, Lee Shaoyu felt that it was a bit of a waste.