Traveling through the fairy world, I monopolize all the luck in the world!

Mo Wenming snorted softly, "In order to forge this sword for you, I even put all my savings into it."

"Halfway through the casting, I got inspired and couldn't help but put all the Xuan Guang Jade and Flowing Gold that I had treasured for many years into it."

"That stuff is top-grade sword-making material, on par with your meteorite iron."

Lu Bei was a little confused, but then his eyes lit up and his face was full of joy. He actually had an unexpected gain.

Mo Wenming saw Lu Bei's gloating expression and immediately said arrogantly, "Boy, do you think that I should be responsible for my own failure?"

Lu Bei tried to hold back his laughter and wanted to nod.

Mo Wenming snorted again, "Charging you five thousand taels is already a courtesy. Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to buy this kind of material even with five hundred thousand taels."

“So, you’ll have to pay it back in the future.”

Lu Bei couldn't help laughing, "Haha, okay, Master Mo, I will return it."

"But first, tell me, what level is this sword now?"

Mo Wenming puffed out his chest proudly and said, "This is the best spiritual sword. If we only consider its sturdiness, it can withstand the power of a treasure."

"It's just that my junior sister is not here, otherwise I could ask her to help carve a set of magical weapon formations inside the sword to upgrade its grade to a treasure weapon."

Lu Bei looked delighted and nodded excitedly, "Okay, Master Mo, I owe you five thousand taels, I accept it."

Jiang Nan was also slightly surprised and looked at Mo Wenming curiously.

Any sword that is forged casually is a top-grade spiritual sword, and it seems that it can also be easily forged to the level of a treasure.

Who is this person? There is such a master in Lin'an City.

Mo Wenming and Jiang Nan looked at each other, frowned slightly, looked surprised, and fell into thought.

At this moment, while everyone was talking, Kim Jong-hyun wanted to turn around and run away, without even caring about his son.

Jin Hailou hurriedly called out to him, "Hey, Dad, where are you going?"

"Damn, what a rebellious son!"

Kim Jong-hyun cursed, turned around and ran even faster, took a step forward, and flew directly into the air.

Mo Wenming smiled faintly and shook his head. He moved his wrist, stretched out his right palm, and slapped it down with his backhand.

This palm strike was ordinary and calm, as if nothing had happened.

But in the distance, while Kim Jong-hyun was running in the air, a golden giant palm dozens of feet in size suddenly fell down.

Kim Jong-hyun was slammed to the ground by the terrifying golden giant palm.

With this palm strike, half of the bluestone slabs in the huge house exploded, and a huge palm print pit appeared in the distance.

The smoke cleared.

Kim Jong-hyun was in a deep pit, his blood-red energy shattered, blood mist filled the air, and his breath was weak.

His hair was disheveled as he struggled to get up, wiped the blood from his mouth, and looked down at himself.

The next second, he yelled in panic, "What!"

"Ah, my realm."

After this palm strike, his cultivation level that was about to enter the state of freedom was actually knocked down, and he was only one step away from falling into the Vajra state.

Everyone was stunned, staring blankly into the distance.

Jin Hailou also sat down in shock, his whole body trembling, muttering, "Oh my god."

“This is too horrible.”

Jin Hailou hurriedly stood up and shouted, "Dad, run! Run! You can't beat him."

At this time, Kim Jong-hyun wanted to kill his son and glanced at him angrily.

Lu Bei and Lu Xiaohu burst out laughing, "Hahaha, in one word, absolutely!"

Lu Xiaohu excitedly jumped down from the high wall, ran to the courtyard, and put his arm around Lu Bei's shoulders. "How about it, Brother Lu, the helpers I called over are awesome, aren't they?"

Lu Bei nodded quickly, "Niubi, Niubi."

Lu Xiaohu was stunned. "What does Niu Bi mean?"

Lu Bei explained, "It means awesome!"

Lu Xiaohu suddenly understood, gave a thumbs up and shouted, "Master Mo is awesome!"

Mo Wenming stood on the pagoda, smiled proudly, looked very pleased, and silently memorized the word "Niu Bi".

Kim Jong-hyun held his chest and spit out blood again. His face was pale and he looked terrified.

He glanced at the huge palm print pit and muttered, "Mysterious Ruyi Palm?"

He thought of something and looked at Mo Wenming on the pagoda with shock on his face. He asked in a trembling voice, "Are you Mo Shengqi, the Grandmaster-level weapon refiner of the Nanyue Kingdom?"

In the world of Shenwu, weapon refiners are a rare species.

The world's weapon refining is divided into four levels.

An ordinary weapon refiner can forge magical weapons among ordinary items.

A master-level weapon refiner who can forge spiritual swords is one of them in every sect.

Grandmaster-level weapon refiners are already rare, but even a country may not be able to find one who can work with a master of formations to forge a magical weapon of the treasure level.

The last level is the god-level weapon refiner, who is basically extinct now and very difficult to find. It is rumored that the god-level weapon refiner can, by chance and coincidence, use various natural treasures to refine a peerless magical weapon of the artifact level.

So when Mo Wenming was called a grandmaster-level weapon refiner, Jiang Nan looked at him in shock, having obviously heard of this name.

Every grandmaster-level weapon refiner is basically famous throughout the world, and even the strong ones in the realm of creation and heaven and man have to treat them with courtesy when they see them.

After all, no one wants to offend such an equipment boss.

It is always good to make good connections, just in case you or your descendants need help.

Mo Wenming looked at Jin Zhongxuan in surprise and said cheerfully, "Okay, you have good eyesight. You can actually recognize my identity."

Kim Jong-hyun said with a bitter look on his face, "Mysterious Ruyi Palm, this is your Mo family's unique skill, famous throughout the world, how could I not recognize it."

“Plus, you can actually forge such a divine weapon, so it can only be the weapon refining master Mo Shengqi who is a powerful person in the Divine Wandering Realm.”

Without making any noise, his fame would rise.

Don't be famous, be famous all over the world.

Lu Bei and Jiang Nan looked at each other and were also shocked.

A powerful person in the Divine Wandering Realm, a grandmaster-level weapon refiner.

"Don't be angry?" Lu Bei asked doubtfully.

Mo Shengqi explained calmly, "It's the Shengqi who has become famous."

"Oh, okay," Lu Bei nodded hurriedly.

Mo Shengqi glanced at Jin Zhongxuan again and asked coldly, "How could you recognize my identity? Were you also a cultivator in the mountains?"

Kim Jong-hyun said bitterly, "I once practiced in the Happy Sect on Chaofeng Mountain in Linchuan County."

Mo Shengqi was stunned, and said with a strange expression, "Oh, no wonder, he is from the evil sect."

Upon hearing this, Lu Bei frowned and muttered to himself, "This name sounds like a lewd sect."

Lu Xiaohu hurriedly asked curiously, "Why?"

Lu Bei whispered in Lu Xiaohu's ear, "Because, all birds pay homage to the phoenix."

Lu Xiaohu was stunned and murmured, "Hundred Birds, Chaofeng...?"

He was suddenly surprised again, "Oh my god, a hundred birds!"

"Brother Lu is really wise!" Lu Xiaohu gave a thumbs up, looking amazed.

Jiang Nan glanced at the two people who were whispering, stepped back a little away from them, and showed disgust on his face.

Kim Jong-hyun's face was ugly and bitter. He asked tentatively, "Master Mo, I sincerely repent. Can you spare my life?"

Mo Shengqi shook his head lightly, "I can't let it go."

Kim Jong-hyun's face turned pale and he instantly lost all his fighting spirit.

Mo Shengqi jokingly said, "But I can choose not to attack you."

"As long as you can beat one of my old friends."

Kim Jong-hyun's eyes immediately lit up, and he asked in surprise, "Which one is the son of an old friend?"

Mo Shengqi pointed at Jiang Nan, who was standing coldly, "She!"

"she?"

Everyone was shocked and suspicious.

Jiang Nan was also confused and pointed at himself, "Me?"

Mo Shengqi nodded and smiled faintly, "I see that your features are very similar to those of a friend of mine. So, is Jiang Fulong your uncle?"

Jiang Nan opened his eyes wide in surprise and nodded blankly, "Yes."

Mo Shengqi smiled and nodded, "That's right."

After saying that, he drew out the second long sword from his back.

He threw it casually at Jiang Nan.

Jiang Nan took it subconsciously.

It was a purple-green sword, slender all over. When it was pulled out of the scabbard, there were purple runes wrapped around the sword body, like a formation rune containing terrifying power.

This is actually a sword of treasure grade.

Jiang Nan was stunned, "This is it!"