Yellow-grade High-tier Battle Weapon: (Three-Core) Flame Burst Armor-Slaying Sword! Please Keep Reading! Please Vote!

Yellow-grade High-tier Battle Weapon: (Three-Core) Flame Burst Armor-Slaying Sword! Please Keep Reading! Please Vote!

"Magic Core Firearms have no future. Even if people in later generations wish to study them, it will have no effect on me."

Jiang Lin understood that the development of Magic Core Firearms was inevitable. He had already set a "bad precedent," but that had nothing to do with him anymore. Other than taking out Magic Core Firearms for personal use when needed, he spent the rest of his time trying to study his own "magic treasures."

It was said that pills refined from all sorts of high-grade materials could develop intelligence. Since Dou Artifacts forged from all kinds of high-grade materials also had the potential to develop intelligence, then wouldn't a Dou Artifact with all sorts of terrifying enhancement effects and intelligence be a proper magic treasure? (The high-level Alchemists in the original work were practically handcrafting brand-new lives, piling up materials to knead out a living being! In theory, magic treasures also had the soil needed to be born.)

"Thunderfire Feather was really just a 'toy' for experimenting with battle qi patterns. From the beginning, I planned to give it to Xiao Yi Xian for self-defense if it succeeded. My true purpose was merely to test whether the Detonation Core was feasible."

Inside the forge, Jiang Lin glanced at the Thunderfire Feather in his hand, then set it on a rack of miscellaneous items and paid it no further attention.

Instead, Jiang Lin began hauling over large quantities of refined materials. There were metals, minerals, and even magical beast body parts. These materials weighed a pound or two at the least, while for the second-tier Purple Gold Ingot that served as the weapon's main material, Jiang Lin directly brought over a mass the size of a basketball. Judging by his attitude, he seemed ready to add even more if it proved insufficient.

The scale of Jiang Lin's Dou Artifact was clearly incomparable to the Thunderfire Feather he called a "toy."

With the experience of the Thunderfire Feather, Jiang Lin swiftly drafted a blueprint in his mind. With his extraordinary soul and remarkable memory, he had no need to draw it out. He directly revised the Dou Artifact's design in his head until he was satisfied, then began forging it piece by piece.

This forging process took Jiang Lin nearly a month. That was only because he had refined all the materials beforehand and merely needed to forge according to the blueprint. Otherwise, it would have taken even longer.

"Mr. Yao, Little Linzi has been like he's possessed lately. He's barely rested in almost two months. Even his meals have to be brought to his door." During Jiang Lin's forging, Xiao Yi Xian complained to Mr. Yao more than once. Jiang Lin had not argued with her for two months. Uh, no—played with her.

"Wait a little longer. Perhaps that brat will give us a different kind of surprise." Mr. Yao was clearly far more composed than Xiao Yi Xian. Still, he would sometimes sit in the attic, staring blankly toward the backyard where Jiang Lin hammered metal.

How could a state of enlightenment that countless people dream of be as simple as everyday fare to you? Mr. Yao truly could not understand why Jiang Lin could so quickly enter a meditative state while forging. He had watched Jiang Lin work from the window many times. The boy seemed tireless, swinging his little hammer with ever-increasing vigor, without a trace of fatigue, numbness, or any other negative emotion on his face.

Finally, one afternoon, two months after Myriad Medicine Hall had experienced the "boiler explosion," the rhythmic clanging from its backyard finally stopped.

At that moment, both Mr. Yao and Xiao Yi Xian put down their work and headed to the backyard to see what Jiang Lin was doing.

They were not afraid of Jiang Lin forging and making a constant racket. What they feared was Jiang Lin suddenly falling silent without a sound.

Last time Jiang Lin had gone quiet, he had spent a period in silence before holding in a huge bang for Myriad Medicine Hall.

This time, if Mr. Yao claimed he was not worried, that would be somewhat false.

As for Xiao Yi Xian, she felt that Jiang Lin had likely completed his forging, and it was time to see what fun thing Little Linzi had made.

Of course, Mr. Yao's worries did not come true this time. Jiang Lin had completed the forging normally and even spent another day or two polishing and grinding it afterward.

When Mr. Yao and Xiao Yi Xian entered the backyard, they saw Jiang Lin standing bare-chested, holding a heavy sword wrapped in bandages with both hands. The sword was taller than he was, and he was moving his body around the courtyard.

"Little Linzi, why are you always not wearing a shirt?!" The moment Xiao Yi Xian entered, she saw Jiang Lin's sturdy bronze-colored body gleaming under the sunlight. Her little face reddened slightly, then her brows furrowed as she complained.

"Ah, uh... It's not like you haven't seen it before. I'm in my own yard, and you insisted on coming in to look. What can I do? The only reason I'm not charging you is because of our friendship." Jiang Lin had been exercising with the heavy sword in the courtyard. Hearing her words, he blanked out slightly from having gone so long without speaking, then immediately retorted once he recovered his ability to talk.

He was not some elegant Alchemist who only needed to sit beside a pill furnace and be done with everything. He had to keep using a little hammer to give Master Iron a back massage, or work out impurities, establish battle qi tattoos—uh, battle qi patterns. He needed to keep moving, and he was right beside a furnace. It was unbearably hot.

He also wanted to toss all sorts of materials into a furnace, shake it around, and have a Dou Artifact pop out automatically. But was that even possible? Well, even if it was, it was not something Jiang Lin could do yet!

"You—" Xiao Yi Xian puffed out her cheeks, just about to say something, when she saw Jiang Lin toss the heavy sword wrapped in white cloth aside. He turned and entered the room, then came back out carrying a wooden box. Steam rose from his body as he walked over to her and placed the box in her hands.

"A self-defense weapon I spent two months forging specifically for Xian'er Boss."

Xiao Yi Xian held the wooden box. Though she was somewhat disgusted by the sweat on Jiang Lin's body, she still felt a little moved inside. However, when she heard "two months," her brows suddenly rose. She looked suspiciously toward the white-cloth heavy sword that Mr. Yao was crouched beside, gently stroking. "This took two months? What about that one?"

"That's a toy I made in passing." Jiang Lin looked at the white-cloth heavy sword and answered with complete honesty.

"Hmph!" The clever Xiao Yi Xian immediately shot Jiang Lin a glare and said in a coquettish tone, "If you don't know how to talk, then don't talk!"

Jiang Lin spread his hands and grinned. "You don't listen to sweet talk, yet you insist on asking such heart-piercing questions. I don't dare deceive Xian'er Boss, so naturally I answered truthfully."

"Hmph!" Still feeling indignant, Xiao Yi Xian clenched her fist, wanting to punch Jiang Lin. But seeing that his whole body was drenched in sweat, she felt somewhat disgusted. In the end, unable to accept it, she viciously stomped on the top of Jiang Lin's foot—only for him to dodge away long beforehand.

"Hahaha! All right, I'll stop teasing you." Jiang Lin laughed loudly, then walked over to Mr. Yao. His arms tensed and muscles tightened as he grabbed the white-cloth heavy sword. His body sank, and he raised it high above his head!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

With three explosive booms, the heavy sword instantly accelerated as it slashed downward. It was powerful and heavy, flames soaring into the sky!

Yellow-grade High-tier Battle Weapon: (Three-Core) Flame Burst Armor-Slaying Sword!

(Jiang Lin's fighting style had a little of Yun Li's heavy-sword style.)