Heavenly Tribulation, Forge Rectitude.
Inside the Artifact Workshop, the furnace blazed. Clanging blows rang from a black iron workbench as Wang Cheng Yan wiped the sweat from his face, tightened his grip on a Red Jade Mallet, and carefully hammered an artifact blank.
Under his hands, the blank soon became a deep-purple blade segment. The thunder essence within it stirred, giving rise to peals of thunder.
"[Desolate awakening marsh stone] as the primary material, fused with [cold star iron]."
He murmured to himself. His magical power gathered into a crimson flame knife, its Bing Fire almost solidifying into tangible substance. Its radiance drew inward as he slowly began carving the blank.
Wen Guang watched silently from beside him. He had only taught Cheng Yan the technique of turning fire into a knife yesterday, yet the young man could already use it today. His progress was frighteningly swift.
"Even those direct descendants in the residence back then who cultivated spells had scarcely more talent than this."
Wang Cheng Yan remained entirely unaware. He simply carved in silence. After an indeterminate stretch of time, he finally engraved a somewhat rough Northern Dipper Dao pattern on the blade segment.
He channeled his magical power, and the artifact array on the blade responded. The purple lightning rapidly transformed, pouring into the Northern Dipper Dao pattern. Thunderbolt gathered, traveled from Jade Radiance to Jade Balance, and slashed out in an instant. Its might had compounded three times, giving it terrifying killing power.
Yet a trace of bewilderment appeared on Wang Cheng Yan's face. He merely murmured:
"That's not right."
He took out another blade segment he had refined, this one a brilliant gold. Its primary material was [heavenly spirit iron] obtained from Chonghua, a Foundation Establishment spiritual material of Divine Thunder. It, too, bore a