Refining Weapons, the Starfall Spear

Ignoring Gu Qingzhou's grumbling, Mo Shang set his gaze on the Falling Star lying on the ground.

"I happen to be missing a lifebound spirit artifact. This Falling Star's outer shell is just right for forging..."

Mo Shang raised his hand slightly, and the Falling Star floated up. Then, with a flick of his finger, Falling Star Flame instantly enveloped the entire meteorite.

The terrifying heat of the Falling Star Flame revealed itself at this moment. Even something as hard as the Falling Star began to melt continuously, and in just a short while, it turned into a pool of molten iron.

Seeing the molten iron churning slowly, Mo Shang was about to focus his mind to control the flame, but Gu Qingzhou beside him could no longer hold back.

"For forging, just this piece of Falling Star isn't enough. Let me add some ingredients for you."

With that, Gu Qingzhou took out a piece of golden ore from his storage space and tossed it in, followed by a second, a third...

"Nine Heavens Mystic Iron, Stellar Essence Gold, Primordial Cold Iron, Hongmeng Secret Silver, Purple Lightning Divine Steel, Crimson Flame Gold Essence, Nether Cold Crystal, Seven-Colored Glazed Jade, Void Meteorite Iron, Deep Sea Mystic Crystal—all melted together in one furnace."

"Isn't that a bit too much?" Seeing this, Mo Shang was dumbfounded.

"Not just these—add Nine Revolutions Profound Yin Herb too."

Gu Qingzhou paid no heed. With a flick of his finger, a spirit herb radiating a faint, chilly aura fell straight into the furnace.

"Did you put that in the wrong place? Isn't that a medicinal herb?"

A vein bulged on Mo Shang's forehead. He was forging a weapon, not refining a pill!

But Gu Qingzhou acted as if he hadn't heard, pulling out another strange stone shimmering with flowing light and tossing it in:

"Nuwa Mending Heaven Stone."

"Are you mixing up your settings? This isn't the Primordial Wilderness—where would a Nuwa Mending Heaven Stone come from!"

Mo Shang was utterly speechless. A supreme treasure from the Primordial Wilderness world couldn't possibly exist in this world. He was clearly just making up names—where had the other guy even heard of such things!

"Add Hongmeng Purple Qi too."

A wisp of faint, almost invisible purple qi was pinched between Gu Qingzhou's fingers and lightly thrown into the furnace.

"Enough!"

Mo Shang finally couldn't help but roar in frustration, his face full of black lines as he stared at Gu Qingzhou:

"Stop adding things in! And also, don't give these materials such grandiose names—that was clearly just an ordinary wisp of purple qi!"

Seeing Mo Shang on the verge of losing his mind, Gu Qingzhou coughed lightly and withdrew his hand with an awkward look, a hint of lingering reluctance in his eyes:

"Ahem, that's it then. Don't worry, I'm a professional at forging—the quality definitely won't be bad..."

Seeing that Gu Qingzhou had finally stopped, Mo Shang let out a long breath, gathered his focus, and rapidly formed hand seals with both hands, fully controlling the Falling Star Flame.

Although Gu Qingzhou had thrown in a bunch of random materials, surprisingly, none of the materials clashed with each other at all, blending together very smoothly.

Mo Shang's eyes sharpened as he formed hand seals, manipulating the Falling Star Flame to further refine the impurities, with no setbacks throughout the entire process.

Under Mo Shang's control, the molten iron mixed from various materials slowly stretched and shaped, gradually taking the form of a long spear...

After an unknown amount of time, as Mo Shang's final hand seal fell, the Falling Star Flame slowly receded. The molten iron had vanished, leaving only a gleaming long spear floating quietly in midair.

Without much hesitation, Mo Shang reached out and grabbed it, refining it instantly.

The long spear let out a hum, a dazzling starlight radiating from it, and a sharp aura spread out from within.

"Not bad, at least I didn't waste all those good things I added..."

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Gu Qingzhou examined the long spear, nodded in satisfaction, then looked at Mo Shang and asked, "What name are you going to give it?"

Mo Shang gently stroked the smooth shaft, feeling the profound star power flowing within, and a faint smile curled at the corner of his mouth as he slowly uttered two words: "Starfall."

As Mo Shang spoke, Starfall trembled slightly, as if overjoyed—it must have really liked the name...

"To develop intelligence right after birth—a fine treasure with good potential..." Seeing this, Gu Qingzhou raised an eyebrow, his eyes full of surprise.

Ordinary spirit artifacts usually require long-term nurturing to develop intelligence, but Starfall had already shown faint intelligence right after being forged—that was rare.

"No matter how precious, can it compare to your Heavenly Gift?" Mo Shang said.

His Gengjin Soul-Slaying Sword was practically a cheat item—when used, it boosted all attributes by ten percent!

Not only that, but the Gengjin Soul-Slaying Sword also grew stronger as Gu Qingzhou's cultivation increased, meaning ten percent wasn't the limit of its boost!

"Ahem, let's not talk about that..." Gu Qingzhou coughed lightly and waved his hand, but he couldn't suppress the smile at the corner of his mouth.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, another month went by.

In the courtyard, Mo Shang lay on a recliner, lazily soaking up the sun. Beside him, Jiang Shuyu was quietly reading a book.

Ever since they had fully confessed their feelings last time, Jiang Shuyu no longer bothered to hide it and simply moved straight into his courtyard...

"Ah, another beautiful day."

Mo Shang stood up from the chair, stretched, and then lay back down again.

Jiang Shuyu lifted her eyes to glance at Mo Shang, but quickly turned her attention back to her book, looking as if she was used to it.

Hard work in cultivation? That was out of the question. He could only get by on slacking off to maintain his life...

With the boost from his traits, Mo Shang had completely said goodbye to hard training. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but the circumstances didn't allow it.

After all, cultivating on one's own only grants a single times the training speed, but idling grants three times the training speed!

"A bit boring..."

Mo Shang let out a sigh. Just then, his gaze landed on the book in Jiang Shuyu's hands, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

On the cover of the book, the words "The Arrogant Immortal Venerable Falls for Me" were clearly written.

"Shuyu, where did you get this book?" Mo Shang pulled the book from her hands.

"Senior Sister Su gave it to me..." Jiang Shuyu didn't hide it and answered truthfully.

"You actually like reading this?" Mo Shang asked again.

"No, I was just browsing. This book has no logic. An Immortal Venerable could never fall for a mortal..." Jiang Shuyu shook her head slightly and added her review.

"Then don't read it. It's better to avoid books like this. If you're bored, we can go out for a stroll together..." Mo Shang said helplessly. Flames churned in his hand, instantly incinerating the book into nothingness, not even a trace of ash left behind.

"Alright." Jiang Shuyu nodded with a smile.

"Is there anywhere you want to go?" Mo Shang asked.

"I want to go into your heart..." Jiang Shuyu's eyes curved like crescent moons as she replied with a smile.

"Stop flirting for now. Let's first figure out where to go..."

Mo Shang was a bit amused and exasperated. He didn't know who taught her this, but she hit him with a line like that every day, and it actually felt pretty nice.

"As long as you're there, anywhere is fine..." Jiang Shuyu spoke again, her tone still dripping with that familiar sweetness.

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