The weapon refiner is not doing her job properly

Chapter 85 Extraordinary
The bar's neon sign wasn't particularly eye-catching in the night, but standing outside, you could feel the lively atmosphere inside.

The beautiful bartender behind the bar was dazzling, chatting and laughing with customers without the slightest hint of restraint.

Lei Qingya stood under the light sign and turned her head to see a man standing in the shadows, his gaze infatuated.

"Aren't you going in?" Lei Qingya suddenly asked him. "If you want to pursue a partner, you should take the initiative."

The man was the repairman who had a crush on Zou Shuyi.

When Lei Qingya saw through him so easily, his cheeks flushed red. "I...I didn't..." Unable to explain, he simply turned and left in a panic.

Lei Qingya frowned in disagreement. Hesitation would lead to defeat, and she didn't want to be that kind of person.

Taking a deep breath, Lei Qingya pushed open the door and entered the bar.

Over the past two days, she has discussed this repeatedly with Lian Xinyi and Shen Zhaoming.

He came to the conclusion that since he was determined to go all the way down the path of the hunter, he might as well bravely choose a side and follow Su Ninglong as soon as possible.

Once they truly gain influence, she won't even be qualified to be their follower.

However, Shen Zhaoming also reminded her that working alongside Su Ninglong now was undoubtedly a gamble on her future, with extremely high risks.

But they also know that higher risks often mean greater rewards.

After weighing the pros and cons, Lei Qingya decided to give up his inexplicable pride.

Xingyuan led Lei Qingya to the second floor, poured her a cup of pomelo honey tea, and sat her down not far from Su Ninglong.

Su Ninglong held the fragrant Qirui in her arms and combed its fur.

Lei Qingya took a sip of tea and proposed to Su Ninglong that he should stay by her side now, for which she was even willing to sign a twenty-year contract.

Su Ninglong was surprised by Lei Qingya's change in attitude and didn't react for a while.

Lei Qingya couldn't help but insist, "Don't worry, I'll still pay you for taking the dungeon every week."

"What prompted you to make the decision ahead of schedule?" Su Ninglong asked.

Lei Qingya said, "There are indeed several reasons, but the most important one is that I am willing to follow you." Following a kid might sound crazy, but Lei Qingya didn't care. If she did care, she wouldn't have been willing to give 300,000 star coins to let Su Ninglong enter the simulator and carry her.

Su Ninglong's eyes were deep and unfathomable. "It's not that it's impossible, but I don't have a hunter's identity. You and I can't sign a contract right now because I'm too old. It all depends on good faith, and I'm afraid you won't be able to keep it a secret."

"I am a very trustworthy person."

“You have a smart friend.” Su Ninglong pointed at Shen Zhaoming. “Let’s not beat around the bush. I’m afraid you’ll let something slip in front of him. I have a secret that’s not suitable for outsiders to know.”

Lei Qingya suddenly realized, "Then... what should we do?"

"It depends on how determined you are and whether you can accept the vow of never betraying someone," Su Ninglong said with a smile, resting her chin on her hand.

"How to do?"

A blue flame flickered at Su Ninglong's fingertips. "Are you really sure?"

Lei Qingya nodded even more firmly.

Before Lei Qingya could react, she stood up and pushed the flame into her forehead.

An ancient covenant runs through the meridians and is imprinted into the soul—the unspeakable secrets of weapon forging make it impossible to harbor thoughts of betrayal.

This spell has a famous name in the cultivation world: the Servant Contract. This was the first time Su Ninglong used it on a person.

The spell's name may sound unpleasant, but it's actually not harmful. Aside from the inability to betray, it has many benefits.

After the contract is established, Lei Qingya will be influenced by the divine consciousness of her ancestor Su, and her soul will gradually strengthen, making her more sensitive to spiritual power.

As the master advances in rank, the servant can also improve.

In the cultivation world, many people who cultivate slowly choose to become servants of a powerful person in order to break through and prolong their lifespan.

Su Ninglong withdrew her hand. "Alright."

Lei Qingya pressed his throbbing temples. "That's it?"

“That’s right. Now that you’ve become my assistant, I have a task for you.”

……

The streets were a bit deserted on Saturday and Sunday because of the snow.

A virtual giant female figure projected overhead is sending "heart particles" to passersby.

The heart-shaped particles drifted right onto Lei Qingya as she walked out of the bar. She dusted herself off and waved the particles away. That old, irresponsible city planner always loves to go for abstract ideas.

When taking pictures of the clothes, Lei Qingya touched the red circular pattern on her wrist that looked like a tattoo. Su Ninglong said that this was proof of the contract, and if she had any thoughts of betrayal, the circle would disappear.

What an amazing experience!
She felt that such a contract was indeed very useful, and she would consciously restrain herself when she saw the tattoo.

Lei Qingya swiped open the bracelet's screen and looked at the first task Su Ninglong had given her: to buy something.

Buy the materials on the list.

The specific contents of the list must be kept confidential and cannot be disclosed to others. If you cannot purchase some materials or are unsure what to buy, you can contact Suninglong before making your purchase.

This was a way to skip Yun Fei when buying things, and it just so happened that Suninglong wanted to test Lei Qingya's abilities to see if he was suitable for procurement.

She doesn't just buy things online; she has quality requirements and prefers to see the actual product before buying it.

Su Ninglong stood on the balcony, watching Lei Qingya get into a taxi and drive away.

Ignorance is bliss. If Lei Qingya had any thoughts of betrayal, she would have discovered it immediately.

If Lei Qingya really had thoughts of betrayal... well, there's nothing she can do. At most, she can break the contract and then never see each other again.

In interstellar society, it's best to abide by the law.

……

Time flew by as I went to school and forged weapons.

Yunfei was unable to return before the practical class.

As expected of Zhao Piku's nickname, he directly gave failing grades to those who performed poorly in the practical class, leaving no room for negotiation.

Su Ninglong passed the test, but she was too weak, which resulted in her only receiving a "good" rating in the rescue assessment. This made her grit her teeth and hate that she didn't get a perfect score.

After the practical lessons, the atmosphere in the gifted youth class became increasingly tense. Without the need for teacher supervision, everyone studied like crazy.

You can't not study; the Star Alliance's elimination system is too cruel, eliminating more than half of the gifted youth class in one go.

If your exam results are not ideal, you won't be able to find a good school even if you go elsewhere.

The teenagers were on a whirlwind tour, while Su Ninglong seemed much more relaxed. She was too young and could still take advantage of Star Alliance courses for several more years.

Every week after the practical class, she would take Lei Qingya into the simulator, but Lei Qingya's body was like an insulator, and no spiritual power could get close to her.

Having become familiar with Su Ninglong's personality, Lei Qingya jokingly claimed that it must be the genes' fault, and that she couldn't blame herself. She should blame external factors, since her father couldn't see the spirits, so the spiritual energy wasn't close to her.

If Su Ninglong hadn't been able to examine her body through her divine sense, she would have almost believed her lies.

The fact that spiritual energy couldn't enter her body was more like some kind of "curse".

Su Ninglong temporarily set aside the inexplicable phenomena and focused on completing her own tasks first.

For three consecutive weekends, Su Ninglong stayed at school, working overtime to finish the sacred artifact. Until this Saturday morning, Su Ninglong walked out of the workshop with trembling legs.

Her heavy dark circles made her look like a panda.

Xingyuan handed her Qirui, and Su Ninglong hugged the cat and rubbed against it. Qirui meowed and rubbed against her in return.

"I hadn't seen it for weeks, I didn't expect it to still remember me."

Xingyuan also felt that Qirui was too smart. At the bar, it hid from people all day, only coming out when Zou Shuyi fed it.

He went back and said he would take it to school. Without saying a word, it climbed into the cage, as clever as a cat.

You need to submit a report and get approval before you can bring your cat to school.

"Your cat, like you, didn't vomit through the Little Star Gate." Xingyuan himself had vomited so badly he had no appetite and hadn't recovered yet.

Seeing Xingyuan's pale face, Su Ninglong said with concern, "Brother Yuan, why don't you go back and rest? I'll wait here for Assistant Yu to come."

"It's alright, I just need to rest for a bit." Xingyuan sat on the stone bench outside the workshop, adjusting his breathing.

The cat nestled in Su Ninglong's arms, its gaze shifting warily.

Su Ninglong put it down, and it immediately ran to the grass, hopping and skipping, occasionally disappearing into the tall grass, as if adapting to its environment.

However, it kept circling around and didn't go too far, so Su Ninglong let it be.

A short while later, Yun Fei arrived with his assistant, Yu.

Su Ninglong stared at the wound on Yun Fei's forehead that hadn't completely scabbed over yet. "Teacher Yun, were you bullied by the Mystic Spirit again?"

"You got bullied again," Assistant Yu's gloating smile made Yun Fei's forehead ache again.

Yun Fei pursed his lips: "I won't be bullied by the Mystic Spirit."

Su Ninglong looked incredulous. "Then you must have disturbed the Secret Spirit's lair."

“It’s more dangerous than disturbing the enemy’s territory,” Assistant Yu said with a smile. “He was injured by someone throwing something at him.”

"Give me some face in front of my students," Yun Fei refused to let Su Ninglong know the truth. "Let's talk business."

Su Ninglong handed over the dagger that had taken a very long time to make.

"Teacher Yun, where have you been this month? Teacher Zhao, I'm starting to miss your kindness." There's no harm without comparison. If Yun Fei is strict with their studies, then Zhao Piku is a nitpicking, smiling tiger.

Yun Fei took the dagger, glanced at the little girl, and thought, "Why are kids so gossipy?"

With a cold expression, he gripped the hilt of the knife and drew the dagger from its sheath.

The moment it was drawn, a chilling aura rushed towards me.

Gently wiping away the moisture with my fingertips, the winding forging patterns on the blade resembled crackled porcelain, beautiful to the point of being fragile.

But Yunfei felt its unprecedented power. He held the dagger vertically, then let go. The blade sank straight into the ground, leaving only the hilt on the ground.

Assistant Yu secretly stepped on the ground; it wasn't soft at all. Good heavens, it was so sharp.

Yun Fei effortlessly pulled the dagger out of the soil. The blade was spotless, still smooth, and gleaming with a cold light.

“No cracks.” Yun Fei read out the name engraved on the blade.

"This is its new name." It is also the first weapon forged by Su Ninglong in the interstellar era. When it was given a name, it gained a soul.

Wu Lie is a good dagger; Yun Fei will know how useful it is when he uses it.

Yun Fei was whittling a piece of wood when Assistant Yu finally understood the value of the dagger.

It wouldn't be enough to cut iron like mud, but a piece of wood as thick as an arm could be easily sliced ​​in two with a light stroke of the dagger, the cross-section of which was flat, almost comparable to the energy-consuming Annihilator (a nanometer single-molecule wire that generates high heat when electrified, like a red electric arc).

This is beyond the ordinary; it should be called a sacred artifact.

Only sacred artifacts have such special effects.

"Thank you, you've gone to so much trouble."

The dagger was unexpectedly good. He hadn't felt such emotional excitement in a long time. Yun Fei played with the dagger repeatedly as if it were a treasure, nodding to himself. The star coins were well spent; it was worth it.

"Do you still have the Qingxin earrings? I'd like to buy a few more."

Su Ninglong said she could only sell him two, "I haven't been home for a long time because of this dagger of yours. Tomorrow I will be testing the effects of the sacred artifact on different individuals."

"I'll be there when the time comes." Yun Fei didn't understand that Su Ninglong was trying to gain sympathy. After thanking her, he couldn't wait to test the dagger and turned around very decisively.

The little girl stood angrily with her hands on her hips, her cheeks puffed out. These adults didn't even know the social etiquette that maintained the emotional bond between a master and his family.

She now has two more people and a cat to take care of, and he won't even send her a bag of cat food?

The cold, indifferent back view showed that Yun Fei really had no such plans.

Well, Su Ninglong already knew that the people of the interstellar world preferred a direct payment agreement, but the ancestor wasn't happy about not receiving any gifts.

As it turns out, Yun Fei's lack of understanding did not mean that his assistants did not understand. Just about half an hour later, Yun Fei's other assistant, Assistant Liang, brought over three large bags of cat food.

Despite having no brand, it exudes a fragrance that other cat foods lack, making Suninglong want to put a kibble in its mouth and taste it.

Qirui, the big foodie, seemed to smell the aroma and crawled out of the grass, unable to suppress his ravenous appetite, constantly begging to be fed.

Su Ninglong, holding Qirui, pushed open the gate to the foreign teacher's courtyard.

After more than half a month of renovation, the originally empty courtyard has been transformed into a scene from a fairy tale picture book.

Two swings hang under the big tree, and rattan tables and chairs, a tea table, and a rocking horse are placed in the pavilion with swaying bamboo curtains, creating a warm atmosphere.

Next to the pavilion, birdhouses, cat houses, and cat climbing frames have been added, specially prepared for small animals.

Bai Cai absolutely adored the birdhouse that Su Ninglong had built for it. When it saw Su Ninglong arrive, it poked its head out of the birdhouse, calling out, "Ninglong, Ninglong..."

Spreading its wings, the cabbage glided through the air and landed precisely on Su Ninglong's shoulder. Its sharp claws gently retracted, ensuring it remained steady without hurting the child's delicate skin.

The mischievous parrot had completely become part of Su Ninglong's group. Looking at its new companion, the cat, Bai Cai called out, "Oli."

"This isn't Ollie, it's Qirui."

The cabbage turned its head left and right, while the bird's head looked puzzled. They both had red feathers, so why couldn't it be called "Oli"?

Qirui's vertical pupils narrowed to slits, seemingly showing great interest in the cabbage. Sharp claws emerged from its paw pads as it lowered its center of gravity and assumed a hunting stance.

Su Ninglong poured a large bowl of cat food for Qirui, saying, "This is cabbage, not prey, don't attack it."

Faced with the choice between food and prey, Qirui chose food, decisively abandoning the cabbage and burying its face in cat food.

Seeing how happily it was eating, the cabbage also wanted a head to taste the saltiness.

Qirui is gentle with its owner, but not with other animals. With one swipe of its paw, it can knock off several hairs from a cabbage.

"Damn it, you insolent scoundrel!" Cabbage yelled, chasing after the cat.

The two animals started fighting less than five minutes after they met.

Cat hair and bird feathers flew together.

Xingyuan massaged his temples, and he could almost imagine how lively the courtyard would be in the future.