Chen Family, Quiet Room.
After returning home, Chen Ruoxi did not even have time to change out of her plain dress still stained with cold air before rushing inside.
Her heart brimmed with unprecedented excitement and anticipation!
She looked at the short sword inside the refining cauldron, its spiritual light dimmed by failure, took a deep breath, and forcibly calmed her wildly pounding heart.
A failed product no longer had any value.
With a casual wave, she took out a fist-sized piece of pitch-black Mysterious Iron from her storage ring.
This was the finest artifact-refining material she possessed.
In the past, she had never been willing to use it.
But now, she possessed an unprecedented confidence!
"Essence blood as the guide..."
She murmured to herself, recalling every word Lin Ke'er had relayed.
Then, without the slightest hesitation, she held two fingers together like a blade and lightly sliced her fair finger.
A drop of crimson essence blood, faintly glowing, seeped from the wound.
Carefully, she let that drop of essence blood fall onto the Mysterious Iron.
Sizzle—
The instant the essence blood touched the Mysterious Iron, a faint sound rang out.
It was as though red-hot iron had been plunged into icy water.
A wondrous sensation of bloodline connection instantly surged into Chen Ruoxi's heart.
She could feel that a faint, indistinct connection had been established between herself and this piece of Mysterious Iron.
It worked!
The first step had succeeded!
Chen Ruoxi was overjoyed, but she did not dare relax in the slightest.
She immediately sat cross-legged, formed hand seals, and summoned the obscure, intricate "Concentration Incantation" from the Heavenly Crafts Illustrated in her mind.
"Concentration Incantation, nourish..."
Her divine sense was like an invisible, warm stream, slowly flowing into the Mysterious Iron.
Following the method Lin Yuan had