My ancestors were spiritual plant growers, so it's not surprising that I hunt demons every day,

On this day, Cui Zhengming humbly begged Hua Lingshi for help in the village.

Cui Ying wandered around the vast Songlinfang like a headless fly.

After arriving at Songlin Market, she inquired about a weapon refiner named 'Seven Master' in the underground trading market.

In her previous life, after Cui Ying married into the Qi family, she learned that Qi Ming loved collecting all kinds of magical artifacts, and that the design and quality of these artifacts were far superior to the craftsmanship of other artifact refiners on the market.

Once, when Qi Ming was in a good mood, she asked him a couple of questions and learned that he bought it from a weapon refiner called "Master Qi" in Songlin Market.

At that time, I didn't take this unknown weapon refiner seriously. Who knew that years later, this weapon refiner called 'Seventh Master' would become a seventh-grade 'Weapon Refining Grandmaster' who was sought after by cultivators from all regions because of his amazing skills.

Unfortunately, Cui Ying never saw the true face of the 'Seventh Master' in her previous life.

Now, she can only rely on the various clues she heard in her previous life and try to inquire in various parts of Songlin Market.

But two hours passed and they still couldn't find the person.

"Could it be that Master Qi hasn't passed through Songlin Market yet at this time?"

Unable to find the Seventh Master, Cui Ying had no choice but to go into a clothing shop known for its fair prices and get rid of the demon wolf pelt first.

Surprisingly, the wolf pelt sold better than the five-colored deer pelt.

The pelt of the fourth-level Qi Refining Demon Wolf King alone sold for one hundred spirit stones. The two pelts of the second-level Qi Refining Demon Wolf and the remaining ordinary Demon Wolf pelts together also sold for more than one hundred spirit stones.

"Little fairy, would you like a magic weapon?"

As soon as Cui Ying stepped out of the door of the robe shop, a disheveled young man with dirty clothes greeted her.

"No, thank you!"

This person was a complete stranger, and his behavior was furtive and suspicious.

Cui Ying didn't want to talk to him at all, but seeing his clear eyes and sincere words, she patiently declined.

"Little fairy, don't rush off! I've followed you all the way here from the underground market, and I've noticed that you always glance at the magical artifact stalls a couple of times when you pass by. You even said you didn't want any magical artifacts~"

Seeing that Cui Ying refused without even thinking, the man hurriedly grabbed his hair and lost his composure.

"You're following me?!"

Cui Ying narrowed her eyes, her whole body radiating a WeChat-like signal.

The person in front of me looks to be only at the fourth or fifth level of Qi Refining. Given my vigilance, how could I have been followed for so long?

It seems that either this person is practicing a special cultivation method, or he is hiding his true strength and playing dumb to deceive others.

"Misunderstanding~"

Before the young man could explain, an old man with a long beard walked out of the magic artifact shop across the street. His expression changed immediately upon seeing the young man, and he couldn't help but burst into a tirade of curses:

"roll roll roll!"

"Qi Shigong, you're a scoundrel! You're trying to steal my business! Get out of here! If I find out again, I'll break your legs!"

"Oh dear, Manager Pei, you must be mistaken! How could I possibly dare to disturb your peace!"

The young man was startled and quickly forced a smile, saying:

"It just so happened that this little fairy was asking me for directions. Elder Pei, you know I'm a kind-hearted person, how could I let such a beautiful little fairy get lost? I just said a few extra words in front of your door... Please calm down, please calm down, I'll leave right away!"

Seeing that the young man had pointed in a random direction and then turned and ran away as if fleeing.

As the young man disappeared from sight, Cui Ying stood still, her eyes shining.

"Master Qi Shi? Master Qi?"

She murmured to herself, "It's like finding a needle in a haystack, only to have it come to you effortlessly."

Cui Ying shook her head and chuckled. After a pause, she turned and walked in the direction the young man had pointed.

A moment later, in the back alley of that magic item shop.

"Hehe, little fairy, you really came! I knew I wasn't mistaken!"

"You're the famous weapon refiner, Seventh Master?"

"Hehe, little fairy, you really know how to talk. It's true that I am a first-grade weapon refiner, but to call me 'famous' is too much of an honor."

"However, my surname is Qi and my given name is Shi Gong. All told, I have only met the little fairy twice today. The little fairy calls me Seventh Master. What is the reason for this?"

Although Cui Ying's invitation gave him hope, the young man couldn't help but ask the question that was on his mind.

"Could it be that I've misunderstood? Are you really not that Seventh Master, the master craftsman who was rejected seven times before becoming a disciple and then became self-taught?"

Cui Ying carefully examined Qi Shigong before her. He was unremarkable in appearance, at most in his early twenties, immature, unruly, and slovenly. He had none of the air of the renowned weapon-refining master who was famous throughout the Immortal Origin Continent.

Thinking about this, her lips twitched, feeling that her whim was a bit outrageous.

"Wait a minute, how did the little fairy know that I had studied under a master seven times?!"

The young man, whom Cui Ying called Seventh Master, was stunned for a moment, then his eyes darkened under Cui Ying's probing gaze, as if he were recalling a painful past event.

Then, with a look of three parts unwillingness and seven parts stubbornness, he said:

"Since you know me, little fairy, I won't hide it from you. It is indeed an unforgettable experience of mine. In my early years, I apprenticed under seven weapon refiners, but in the end, either I couldn't afford the high tuition fees, or they wanted to treat me as a free servant and thus blocked my path."

"From that moment on, I swore an oath to the heavens that I, Qi Shigong, would never again be a servile and obsequious person. I would teach myself weapon crafting, forge the strongest magic sword in the entire Immortal Origin Continent, and slap those people in the face!"

Seeing the pain and stubbornness that different young people inadvertently revealed, Cui Ying's heart stirred, and she thoughtfully offered her suggestion.

"If that's the case, why don't you change your name to 'Seventh Master' and use those seven unreliable weapon refiners to constantly remind yourself not to forget your original intentions?"

"That's right! Seventh Master... Seventh Master..."

Qi Shigong's eyes were like a spark ignited, growing brighter and brighter, making his blood boil.

"Little fairy, your words have truly awakened me from my dream! In that case, I, Qi Shigong, shall henceforth be renamed 'Seventh Master'!"

"I not only want to become the top weapon-refining master in the Immortal Origin Continent, but I also want to pass on the weapon-refining methods to all cultivators in the world who are interested in this path! So that all cultivators in the world who are willing to refine weapons can do it!"

In their Immortal Origin Continent, alchemy, weapon crafting, talisman making, array formation, and sound cultivation are collectively known as the Five Arts of Cultivation.

To pursue any of these skills, one needs not only substantial financial and material support, but also talent and guidance from a renowned master.

Just like Cui Ying's second sister, Cui Lin, who had some insights into talismans, she was accepted as a disciple by Gongsun Lan, a talisman master in the academy.

Even as a mere registered disciple, one still needs to pay tuition to the Gongsun family's school every month and prepare all the materials needed for drawing talismans. The monthly expenses are beyond what an ordinary family can afford.

Furthermore, all talismans drawn by Cui Lin in the academy belong to Gongsun Lan, a first-rank high-level talisman master, and cannot be taken out at will.

Even more stringent is the rule that Cui Lin cannot sell talismans under the name of Gongsun Lan's disciple without her approval.

These rules and regulations are excessive, but they only apply to Cui Lin, who is currently just a nominal disciple who is not even a first-grade lower-level talisman master.

In their vast Thundercloud City, there are at least eight hundred or a thousand talisman apprentices like Cui Lin, but there are only a few dozen cultivators who can truly be called first-grade talisman masters, and even fewer second-grade talisman masters. As for third-grade or higher talisman masters, they are only found in the major sects.

Talismans are difficult to draw, and magical artifacts are equally difficult to forge.

Hearing the young man's unrealistic and boastful words, Cui Ying not only showed no mockery, but also sincerely congratulated him:

"I admire the lofty aspirations of my fellow Daoists, Seventh Daoist!"

"I believe that one day, Fellow Daoists Seven will surely realize their dreams and become famous throughout the world!"

Now, it was Seventh Master who felt a little embarrassed.

He suppressed his boundless, heroic spirit, subconsciously touched his hair, and suddenly said:

"By the way, Fairy Cui, I just asked you about the magic weapon. Do you want it or not?"

Let's put aside the idea of ​​becoming a ninth-rank grandmaster for now. If the magical artifacts I painstakingly forged can't be sold, I'll really be starving.

Knowing she hadn't picked the wrong person, Cui Ying didn't intend to argue with him any longer.

"I want a ritual implement that suits me, but the price can't be too high."

Seventh Master looked at the girl who barely reached his chest, gritted his teeth, and continued with a pained expression:

“What kind of magical artifacts does Fairy Cui want? I recently crafted some bracelets and hairpins of decent quality. They were all forged in imitation of the styles most favored by the female cultivators in Thundercloud City. Fairy Cui and I hit it off immediately and had a very pleasant conversation. If you like them, I'll give you the cost price.”

"No, I am a sword cultivator. I don't need those fancy and impractical magic weapons. Fellow Daoists, just sell me a magic sword that suits me!"

Upon hearing that Cui Ying actually wanted to buy a magic sword, Seventh Master couldn't help but scrutinize Cui Ying for a few moments.

It should be noted that ever since the Heavenly Sword Sect's patriarch and sect leader passed away, the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect have become worse with each generation.

In just two hundred years, it has fallen from a top-tier immortal sect to a third-rate sect.

As a result, the once renowned path of sword cultivation naturally lost its popularity among cultivators.

Those powerful sword cultivators who could often fight beyond their level have almost disappeared.

Upon first hearing this delicate little fairy confidently claim to be a sword cultivator, Seventh Master assumed she was just a spoiled little girl who wanted to satisfy his curiosity.

Thinking of this, he gave a simple, honest smile and said somewhat embarrassedly:

"I do have a magic sword, but I don't have it with me, and it's not the latest style. If you're not in a hurry, I can go home and get it."