"Since Grandmaster isn't blaming me, I'm already deeply grateful. These treasures are too precious—I truly dare not accept them." Seeing his master refuse, Qin Fan immediately understood. Though reluctant, he still declined.
"Since they've been bestowed, how could I take them back?"
Lu Qingfeng shook his head, ignored the two of them, and pointed at the black stone before Qin Fan. "This is Magnetism Divine Iron, mined from the depths of the North Sea. I've seen that your flying sword is made of mediocre material. Refine this into it, and it can rise a whole grade for no reason. In future spell battles, any magical treasure forged from the essence of the five metals will melt upon touching it, and even a brush against it will cause it to lose most of its spiritual nature."
This piece of Magnetism Divine Iron had been obtained by Zheng Chi and presented to Lu Qingfeng.
Lu Qingfeng had casually left it in a corner, thinking it might come in handy for refining artifacts later. But over the years, he had obtained too many magical artifacts through various channels, including quite a number of immortal artifacts, so it had simply remained there.
Only when he saw Qin Fan's flying sword this time did he remember the piece of Magnetism Divine Iron.
"Magnetism Divine Iron."
Qin Fan felt dazzled as he gazed at the unremarkable black stone, his eyes instantly burning with excitement.
This Magnetism Divine Iron was far more precious than the scarlet jade his master had given him before.
His heart wavered for a moment.
"Grandmaster—"
He forcefully restrained himself and tried to decline again.
Lu Qingfeng gave him no chance to speak. Pointing at the folded gauze, he said, "This is the 'Duer Immortal Robe.' In a bitterly cold land, beneath a