Inside a quiet chamber on Gaizhu Mountain.
Lu Yang sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion. Before him floated strands of spiritual light, each one a type of Spiritual Material—there were a full three thousand six hundred of them!
These had all been painstakingly gathered by True Person Shangxuan, nearly emptying the Supreme Profound Sword Sect's reserves.
Yet before his death, he had given them all to Lu Yang.
Immediately afterward, a stream of platinum-white aura emerged.
This was the Xin Metal Qi also known as Chongguang. Held in his hand, it was continually refined by a surging azure spiritual flame.
"Good thing I have a spiritual flame too. Although it's meant for healing, fire is still fire—using it for artifact refining is barely passable. As for my artifact-refining skill, fortunately the requirements aren't high. The key lies in the materials, and True Person Shangxuan prepared all of those for me. My level should be enough."
The next moment, Lu Yang swept out his hand.
All the spiritual materials fell into his Azure Luan Noon Fire, merging with that strand of Xin Metal Qi and slowly taking the shape of a longsword.
Even so, the finished artifact would not be especially impressive.
Limited by Lu Yang's own skill, the artifact he refined this way would very likely be a middling-grade treasure. Even if it reached superior grade, it would not count as a fine piece.
Fortunately, Lu Yang had long prepared a remedy.
"Now!"
Without the slightest hesitation, Lu Yang took out the Star River Sword Pellet Ye Xingfeng had given him. This once superior-grade Flying Sword had already been more than half destroyed.
"Perfect. Might as well put it to full use."
With another sweep of his hand, Lu Yang tossed the Star River Sword Pellet into the flames. He