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Chapter 173: Myriad Refinements of a Divine Weapon, Embryo of an Artifact, Returning Home
The courtyard behind the Foundry was enveloped in silence.
Everyone stared fixedly at the location of Furnace One.
There, Master Lin was panting heavily, his clothes drenched in sweat, looking as if he was about to collapse from exhaustion.
Even with his advanced cultivation at the Perfection of Sinew Refinement, operating the bellows continuously for over two hours while also focusing on controlling the temperature had taken a toll on him.
Lu Qing was also covered in sweat and slightly breathless, having expended a considerable amount of energy.
This metal from beyond the heavens was truly extraordinary, and each strike of the hammer required a significant amount of his mental energy.
Even for him, forging this metal into shape had been a physically draining endeavor.
Though they were tired, their spirits were high.
Their eyes shone as they gazed at the anvil.
Upon it lay the metal from beyond the heavens that Lu Qing had brought, now transformed beyond recognition.
It had become the rough shape of a long black blade, its design simple and similar to the one Lu Qing had used before.
However, what truly astonished Master Lin was the peculiar pattern on the blade, resembling water, flame, and lightning all at once.
It seemed heavenly, and in that moment, it appeared to exude a mysterious aura that captivated the soul.
"The pattern forms naturally, as if bestowed by the heavens themselves. This blade, even in its embryonic state, has already entered the ranks of divine weapons, and it is of the highest caliber!" Master Lin exclaimed reverently.
His eyes were filled with obsession as he gazed at the peculiar pattern on the blade.
Having forged iron for most of his life and crafted countless weapons, he was witnessing the true pattern of a divine weapon for the first time.
Lu Qing, too, was intently observing the blade.
Then, amidst the dense red light, a faint trace of purple light, almost imperceptible, appeared in his vision.
[Divine Weapon Embryo: Forged from metal beyond the heavens, this blade embryo has undergone over ten thousand refinements and hammerings, achieving the level of a top-tier divine weapon.]
[All-Encompassing: The metal from beyond the heavens is exceptionally versatile, capable of accommodating the attributes of multiple elements—gold, wood, water, earth, wind, fire, lightning, and more.]
[Indestructible: This blade embryo is extremely sturdy. Once properly sharpened, it will slice through iron like mud, sever water, and cleave mountains with ease.]
[Artifact Embryo: Due to the exceptional quality of the material, if nurtured and refined appropriately, this blade can continue to evolve and transform. It may even ascend to become an artifact or a spirit artifact.]
"There's actually a hint of purple!"
Lu Qing was delighted by the information that appeared about the blade embryo.
It lived up to its reputation, as even the Li Huo Sect had coveted and praised this extraordinary treasure.
And yet, this metal from beyond the heavens had only been roughly forged into an embryo, and it had already revealed a hint of purple light, indicative of its extraordinary abilities.
To put it into perspective, the Qiankun Yiqi Bag he possessed and the Li Huo Ding in the underground chamber of the Wei Family were both spirit artifacts, and they only emitted purple light.
One could only imagine the immense potential of this blade embryo.
The information that appeared on the blade confirmed this potential.
Not only could it accommodate multiple elemental powers, but it also had the capacity to continuously evolve and transform—a truly wondrous creation.
Lu Qing was well aware that his crafting skills were not the reason for the blade's exceptional quality.
While the people of the Foundry admired him greatly, he remained humble and clear-headed.
His crafting skills were merely at the beginning stages compared to the master artisans of the Li Huo Sect.
The primary reason this blade embryo had achieved such a high level of quality was due to the extraordinary nature of the metal from beyond the heavens.
Its material was simply too outstanding.
"A divine weapon!"
Those standing outside were stunned by Master Lin's proclamation, their mouths agape.
Even Wei Xinghe was shaken, his body trembling in surprise.
Divine-level weapons were so rare that even the Wei family possessed only one such item—the ancestral sword.
He never expected Lu Qing to forge a divine weapon so effortlessly.
Perhaps even the true forging masters of Zhongzhou would be unable to accomplish such a feat.
"Young Master Lu, do you require our assistance in refining and sharpening this blade further?" Master Lin asked Lu Qing, his tone even more humble and cautious than before.
"No need," Lu Qing replied. "I have other plans for this blade, so I won't be sharpening it for now. I would appreciate it if you could craft a sheath for it, Master Lin."
Chris remained kneeling, the spit stinging his cheek, a mix of humiliation and anger swirling within him. Before he could react, Oliver lifted his foot and delivered a sharp kick to Chris's groin, causing him to double over in pain.
"Ah... Argh..." Chris groaned, his eyes watering as he struggled to breathe through the sharp pain.
Oliver stood over him, his face devoid of empathy. "When I tell you to do something, what do you do, Chris?" the boy asked, his voice calm and menacing.
Chris, still kneeling and clutching his groin, looked up at Oliver through the haze of pain. "I... I obey, Sir," he managed to gasp out.
"That's right, you obey," Oliver said, his voice turning colder. "And what will you do for me, Chris? What are you willing to do to please me?"
Chris, still reeling from the pain, struggled to find the words. "Anything, Sir," he whispered. "I'll do anything you ask of me."
Oliver smiled, a cruel twist of his lips. "Anything? Are you sure about that, Chris?"
Chris nodded, his eyes never leaving the boy's face. "Yes, Sir. I'll do whatever it takes to make you happy."
"Even if it means sacrificing your dignity? Your pride?" Oliver pressed, his eyes narrowing.
Chris swallowed hard, his throat dry. "Yes, Sir," he replied, his voice steady despite the turmoil within. "I'll do whatever it takes."
Oliver's smile widened, his eyes shining with a mix of satisfaction and power. "Good. Then our anniversary celebration isn't quite over yet. Get up, Chris. We're not done here."
Chris slowly pushed himself to his feet, his body still aching from the kick. He stood before the boy, waiting for his next command, ready to submit to whatever Oliver desired.
"Follow me," Oliver said, turning and walking towards the car. "Our journey isn't over, and I have more plans for you, Chris. Plans that will test your devotion and obedience."
Chris trailed behind, his mind spinning as he tried to process what had just happened. He felt a mix of emotions—shame, arousal, and a deep sense of submission. He knew that Oliver had pushed him to his limits, and yet, he yearned for more.
As they reached the car, Chris opened the door for Oliver, his movements slow and deliberate. He knew that their anniversary celebration had taken an unexpected turn, but he was ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.
"Get in, Chris," Oliver said, his voice soft but commanding. "The night is still young, and I have much to teach you about obedience and pleasure."
Chris slid into the car, his heart pounding. He knew that whatever awaited him would be intense and transformative. He was stepping into a world where his limits would be tested and his submission would be absolute.
(End of Chapter)
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