Chapter 410: Right Under His Nose

Chapter 410: Right Under His Nose

“Forging a spiritual treasure?”

Xiang Tiange didn’t keep his head down anymore but instead gave the Sword Pavilion Patriarch a suspicious glance.

“You’re still in the Void Fusion Realm. There’s no need to forge a spiritual treasure so early… From my years of experience, spiritual treasures are wild and hard to control—without Great Ascension power, it’s near impossible to wield them properly…”

Chen Huaian curled his lip.

Hard to control?

Old Zhang was practically his ride-or-die.

Not to mention, he could tap into Great Ascension power. Even if he couldn’t—even if he was just at the Qi Refining Stage—as long as the sword spirit in the Black Scales Sword was Old Zhang, he could use it freely.

“Cut the crap. Just tell me—are you forging it or not?”

“Forging! I’ll forge it right away!” Xiang Tiange laughed awkwardly, holding back Chen Huaian’s sword.

Chen Huaian sheathed his blade.

Xiang Tiange cautiously picked up the sword embryo from the floor. He thought, If this guy’s just chucking materials on the ground, how good can they be?

Even a master craftsman can’t make bricks without straw.

If the materials weren’t up to par, even if he had six arms and three heads, he wouldn’t be able to make it work.

But… how was he supposed to explain that to this Sword Pavilion Patriarch without getting smacked?

Also—there was only one vial of Heavenly Pool Spirit Slurry.

If he used it on the Sword Pavilion Patriarch’s sword, he wouldn’t be able to use it for Real Person Yuyao’s commission.

And Real Person Yuyao was Great Ascension…

Sigh. What to do?

As he fretted, he opened the box.

A beam of radiant light burst out and shot straight into the sky, slamming against his face.

In the Cangyun Realm, this kind of material aura was even more aggressive—like a sword piercing the heavens.

The entire sect was bathed in this brilliance, and within it, you could faintly hear the cries of dragons and phoenixes.

Looking up, multicolored clouds began to gather.

The brilliance even stirred the heavens themselves, shaking the sect. Disciples all snapped out of their cultivation,

thinking another sect had launched an attack.

“T-this… this is Nine Heavens Star Iron!”

Upon recognizing the material, Xiang Tiange’s voice trembled.

He couldn’t believe he’d seen this matchless spiritual treasure-grade material again in just a matter of days.

The last time he’d seen it was when Real Person Yuyao visited.

She had shown him the main material for her commissioned spiritual treasure.

It was also a piece of Nine Heavens Star Iron.

He’d only seen a corner of it then, but that was enough—he’d never forget it.

Xiang Tiange gently caressed the Star Iron like it was his wife. But soon, he frowned.

This piece of Star Iron… looked oddly familiar.

Almost like the one Real Person Yuyao had shown him…

He turned to Chen Huaian and cupped his hands. “This is a top-tier material. May I ask where Sword Sovereign Chen obtained it?”

“What, you need to verify my supplier just to forge a sword now?” Chen Huaian glanced at him sideways.

“Uh… I was just curious. If it’s inconvenient to say, never mind.”

“Nothing inconvenient about it.” Chen Huaian cleared his throat after a pause.

“Back in the day, this Venerable One was cultivating in another world and accidentally entered Mount Huaguo. There, I encountered a great sage-level demon—man, that guy could ride a Somersault Cloud for eighty thousand miles and had seventy-two transformations and Fiery Golden Eyes. We started off fighting, but it turned into mutual respect. In the end, he gifted me this Star Iron.”

Zhang Yibai inside the Black Scales Sword: “…”

Xiang Tiange listened intently, totally lost but fully absorbed.

Still, he didn’t doubt the material’s origin.

Sword Sovereign Chen told it so vividly—it had to be an epic battle.

There were thousands of rare materials in the world.

It wasn’t impossible for two similar pieces of Star Iron to show up by chance.

“The material is no problem, but we still need a refining aid—Heavenly Pool Spirit Slurry. Has Sword Sovereign Chen prepared any?”

Xiang Tiange was now interested in forging the sword.

As a forging grandmaster, being able to craft a spiritual treasure was both a rare learning experience and a chance to achieve personal legacy. In the Cangyun Realm, spiritual treasures were few and far between—each new one added to his legend.

“Heavenly Pool Spirit Slurry?” Chen Huaian shook his head. “Don’t have it.”

“Without the refining aid, the spiritual treasure can’t be made…”

“Well, do you have any?” Chen asked.

“I… I don’t either.” Xiang Tiange also shook his head.

He had planned to use it for Real Person Yuyao’s commission.

And he still didn’t want to offend her.

“Alright then. This Venerable One will find it myself.”

Chen Huaian didn’t pressure him. He just pulled up the in-game customer service to use Heaven’s Calculation.

Yeah, he thought the Electronic Girlfriend game was sus—

But he had no way out for now.

If you can’t escape the pigpen, you might as well eat well and grow strong.

You’ll need the strength to break out someday.

Right now, he was a pig bulking up for a jailbreak.

“Heaven’s Calculation—find me the Heavenly Pool Spirit Slurry!”

Chen Huaian chanted mentally and lazily formed a finger sign.

The next moment, dark clouds and thunder roiled above the Weapon Sect.

Only then did Xiang Tiange realize that Chen Huaian’s so-called “find it myself” meant using Heaven’s Calculation.

He’s crazy! Using Heaven’s Calculation for something this minor?

Wasn’t he afraid of damaging his fate and losing the chance to ever reach Great Ascension?

As Xiang Tiange reeled, a sense of dread washed over him.

This Heaven’s Calculation… don’t tell me it’s gonna…

【Heaven’s Calculation Complete.】

【This is your first use of the day—free of charge.】

【Far yet near: the only portion of Heavenly Pool Spirit Slurry in the Cangyun Realm is currently inside the third storage pouch on Xiang Tiange’s belt. The next batch will form in the cold spring atop Tianquan Mountain—in 17 years.】

Chen Huaian opened his eyes, his gaze cold as ice as it locked onto Xiang Tiange.

You thick-browed, honest-looking bastard… liar! Cheat!

He had originally planned to pay the Sect Master.

Not anymore.

In the Cangyun Realm, it’s eat or be eaten.

Time to just take it. Why be polite?

Seeing that look, Xiang Tiange’s heart skipped a beat—

Then Chen Huaian suddenly flashed in front of him.

Xiang Tiange couldn’t even see him move.

A second later, Chen Huaian was back in his original spot—

Now holding a storage pouch.

“Senior, that’s my storage pouch!”

“I know it is.”

Chen Huaian ignored Xiang Tiange’s pale face and casually broke the seal.

Its contents spilled onto the ground with a clatter—

Spirit stones, jade slips, pills, the usual junk.

Except one porcelain bottle stood out—upon hitting the floor, it immediately froze the air around it.

The moment Xiang Tiange saw the bottle, his face went even paler.

He could only pray the Sword Pavilion Patriarch didn’t recognize Heavenly Pool Spirit Slurry.

People always said Sword Pavilion cultivators were total sword freaks.

They didn’t know anything except swordplay…

Chen Huaian picked up the porcelain bottle—

And instantly, information popped into his view:

【Heavenly Pool Spirit Slurry (Good Quality)】

【A rare auxiliary material formed in the cold spring atop Tianquan Mountain once every hundred years. Essential for spiritual treasure refining. Although production is difficult, demand is low due to the limited number of cultivators capable of wielding spiritual treasures.】

Chen Huaian held the bottle and walked up to Xiang Tiange.

He didn’t say a word.

Just gave him a kind, gentle smile.

“Heh heh~”