Chapter 1003: Slaughtering Spirits
The voice was ethereal, with a trace of hoarseness.
Zhang Yajiu suddenly came back to his senses.
The Ancient Emperor Weapon Art lay between the hand seals formed by his crossed legs.
The little black cauldron spun round and round.
Hearing the voice, his heart sank, and he rose reluctantly.
He let out a long sigh.
His eyes brimmed with reluctance.
Even his usual foul temper had vanished without a trace.
After hesitating for a moment, he finally said, "Could Fellow Daoist grant me another two days? I am willing to trade divine iron for forging divine weapons."
Tu Shan Jun smiled and shook his head without speaking.
Divine iron and such heavenly treasures were indeed useful to his true body, but smelting them was troublesome. Besides, he had already chosen the treasure needed to advance the Soul Banner into a Dao weapon. There was no need for divine iron to create further complications.
Tu Shan Jun had already grasped the forging of divine weapons well enough.
The only thing lacking was this Ancient Emperor Weapon Art.
Seeing that divine iron could not move the Ghost Saint, Zhang Yajiu gritted his teeth and suppressed the ache in his heart. "I also have a divine weapon..."
Tu Shan Jun smiled and shook his head again. "I do not lack divine weapons."
The Ghost Saint's words sent Zhang Yajiu's thoughts plunging into the abyss.
Zhang Yajiu knew perfectly well that anyone who possessed such a treasure would not exchange it with another.
What was more, the cultivator before him was plainly an expert in weapon forging.
He could sense the fierce-weapon aura on the Ghost Saint's body, something unique to weapon refiners.
An ordinary weapon master could use Emperor aura to wield a divine weapon across realms.
But