Junior Uncle is too cunning.

Lingyu Zhenren stepped out of Lingyu Cave and stared intently at the sky. At that moment, a figure suddenly appeared beside him, none other than the Wanhua Patriarch of Lingbao Sect.

The dark clouds in the sky grew denser and denser, and this celestial phenomenon immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Wan Hua frowned and asked Ling Yu Zhenren in a low voice, "What's going on?"

"I'm not sure, let me ask."

Ling Yu looked around again, thought for a moment, and then asked an elder from the Weapon Forging Peak, "Which master-level elders are currently in seclusion on the Weapon Forging Peak?"

The weapon-refining elder thought for a moment, "Only the Spiritual True Person of Fairy Peak."

Ling Yu frowned and continued to ask, "Aren't there any other weapon-refining masters?"

"I remember it very clearly, it's gone."

"So, who are the other weapon refiners currently in seclusion on the Weapon Refining Peak?"

“Lingdong Zhenren… Daofu, my nephew…”

When Lingyu heard Chen Fusheng's name, a strange glint flashed in her eyes, but she quickly concealed it.

Upon hearing the word "spiritual movement," Ling Zi couldn't contain her excitement and asked, "Sect Leader, is there a problem with this?"

Ling Yu glanced at the surrounding gazes, even Wan Hua looked over, hesitated for a moment, and then explained, "This should be the tribulation of a acquired spiritual treasure, and it's not an ordinary spiritual treasure."

Ling Zi listened for a while, but became even more confused. Although he had a high level of cultivation, he was not very talented in weapon crafting and did not immediately understand.

On the contrary, Wan Hua and Dao Lin, who were around him, seemed to have realized something.

Seeing that Lingyu Zhenren was no longer willing to speak, and Wanhua dared not disturb him, he could only turn his gaze to Daolin.

Dao Lin sighed helplessly, took a step forward, and slowly began to speak, “Uncle-Master, generally speaking, a weapon refiner who can refine a post-natal spiritual treasure can be called a weapon refiner master.”

However, we all know that weapon crafting masters are also ranked, and these masters can be divided into two categories: ordinary and tribulation-level.

Ordinary masters are very common. Regardless of whether they can refine low-grade, medium-grade, high-grade, or even top-grade spiritual treasures, as long as their spiritual treasures have not undergone tribulation by lightning, they can all be called ordinary spiritual treasures.

However, among them are some exceptionally gifted individuals who can forge a very small number of tribulation-resistant spiritual treasures. Once these treasures are completed, they will inevitably be subject to tribulation upon birth; if they survive, they will become extremely rare tribulation-resistant spiritual treasures.

As Daolin spoke, his tone was tinged with excitement and envy; to be more precise, the word "pilgrimage" wouldn't be an exaggeration.

Even Wan Hua Ling Yu, who was beside Dao Lin, stared nervously into the distance. For a master craftsman, such a scene was a guiding light and the great path in his heart.

Ling Zi became even more anxious upon hearing this. After all that talk, what exactly does this have to do with Master Ling Dong?

Perhaps sensing the killing intent emanating from the spirit treasure, and glancing at the still-brewing tribulation lightning, Dao Lin quickened his pace, "According to the ancient records of the sect's weapon-refining manuals, once these tribulation lightning treasures are overcome, their power is several times that of ordinary spirit treasures. Most importantly, they possess a high degree of spirituality."

Dao Lin stopped speaking here, because the lightning tribulation in the distance had begun to descend.

Ling Zi was about to explode with rage, staring intently at Dao Lin with murderous intent in his eyes. He was leaving things unsaid, as if he thought he was Ling Yu!

Dao Chi looked at his master's expression, and Wan Nian Bing Kuai Jian also revealed a bitter smile. Whenever Ling Dong Shi Shu was involved, his master completely lost his composure.

Dao Lin had already said this much, and with his skill in weapon crafting, he actually understood. He tugged at Ling Zi and whispered, "Master, if a spiritual treasure has enough spirituality, it means that it still has hope of further advancement."

Although Uncle Lingdong is also a mid-grade weapon-refining master, he has never refined a lightning tribulation spiritual treasure before, so…”

"So the spiritual treasure that Lingdong refined this time is very powerful?"

"Uh~"

Dao Chi remained silent. "Whatever you say goes. Anyway, you're the master, so you get to decide." He nodded casually and looked at the dark clouds that had already pressed down on the mountain peaks in the distance. It was more important to study hard.

……

Chen Fusheng looked at the black spear that had floated up and was shaking incessantly, exuding a chilling killing intent. If it weren't for the blood connection he had with it, he felt that it would be tempted to shoot him.

His face was filled with complex emotions: joy and excitement, but mostly bewilderment at being caught off guard.

Feeling the oppressive force pressing down from above, he immediately knew it was a tribulation of lightning. As an immortal who had dealt with tribulations of lightning several times, he was confident in his abilities.

Moreover, he immediately guessed that it was the Spirit Treasure Tribulation. Although this tribulation was not as powerful as the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder that Li Shundao had switched to cultivating last time, it was still no less powerful than the tribulation he had experienced.

Looking at the black spear, I couldn't help but worry. The tribulation of spiritual treasures usually involves three stages, and I wonder if it can withstand them.

Perhaps sensing Chen Fusheng's worry, the spear trembled slightly, quickly recovered, and thrust itself towards the peak, piercing through the hard, forged peak with a thin hole.

A ray of red light shone on his face. He seemed to hear someone cursing him, but he couldn't make out what they were saying. However, he knew that he had gotten into trouble again, and it was a serious one.

He smiled bitterly to himself. At least there was joy before he went, but now, his spear was gone, and he was bound to suffer physical pain!

Looking at the deep, seemingly bottomless hole above his head, he felt as if he could smell the scent of the old man Lingzi.

……

Suddenly, a figure flew out from the Refining Peak. Before everyone could get a good look, Ling Zi excitedly flew over.

"Junior Sister Lingdong, are you alright?"

The two flew back to Lingyu's side. Lingdong gently shook her head, looked at her with some curiosity, and asked, "What's going on?"

Ling Zi was the first to answer, perfectly repeating what Ling Yu, Daolin, and Dao Chi had said.

Looking at such spiritual talent, Dao Chi couldn't help but take a few steps back and let out a sigh of relief.

Even the Myriad Transformations Spirit Feather beside him teleported a few steps without anyone noticing; that's how capricious a Golden Immortal can be.

Before long, a large circle with a diameter of three meters appeared around Ling Zi and Ling Dong.

"By the way, junior sister, why did you come out? Were you not the one refining weapons inside?"

Ling Zi's question reminded Ling Dong of what happened in the cave, and she said somewhat angrily, "It definitely wasn't me. My spirit treasure had just been refined when, for some reason, a dark shadow rushed up from the bottom of the peak and punctured my refining furnace, ruining the spirit treasure. So I came out."

As she spoke, Lingdong looked at the black spear beneath the lightning tribulation and asked Lingzi, "Is this the spiritual treasure?"

"Yes, I hope it can successfully overcome the tribulation."

Lingdong stared intently at the spear, and said with some doubt, "It really looks like it!"

"Like what?"

Upon hearing Lingdong's words, Master Lingyu's eyes revealed a hint of uncertainty, doubt, and even murderous intent...

At this moment, the Refining Peak erupted in chaos, with groups of cultivators flying out. Chen Fusheng also took this opportunity to slip away.

Master Lingyu immediately noticed Chen Fusheng, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes. However, seeing the impending tribulation lightning, he could only stop thinking and gently shout to Lingzi and the others, "Quickly save him!"

With that, he flashed to the weapon-refining peak, flicked his long sleeves, and sent dozens of people flying. Ling Zi and the others realized what was happening and rushed over to rescue them.

Just as everyone regained their footing, a loud "boom" rang in their ears. Some mortal disciples were thrown off balance by the shock, and even some immortals felt a tingling sensation in their ears.

Having been baptized by a lightning tribulation, the black spear was constantly crackling with arcs of light, and its shaft trembled incessantly.

However, the lightning tribulation also aroused its ferocity. With a slight sway of the spear shaft, the entire spear plunged directly into the lightning tribulation.

It was like the lightning tribulation was fighting itself, with constant rumbling and the sky flickering between light and dark. Those who had never experienced the tribulation were all dumbfounded.

Even the immortals who had experienced it once were stunned, their mouths agape, "There's such a thing?"

The thunder finally stopped, the dark clouds gradually dispersed, and the sunlight once again bathed Lingbao Sect.

Looking at the empty sky, the group exchanged glances. "Was this a success or a failure?"

Master Lingyu glanced at the Refining Peak again, but then glanced at Chen Fusheng out of the corner of his eye. He then said softly to the crowd, "This time, one of our sect's refining masters was testing his spiritual treasure. Although he failed, it is still a valuable experience for you all. Go back and think about it carefully and learn from it. Now you may all disperse."

After saying that, he took the lead and left, with Wan Hua following closely behind. Ling Dong Zhenren glanced at the Refining Peak with some doubt.

Lingzi asked curiously, "What's wrong, Junior Sister?"

Lingdong hesitated for a moment, then shook her head at Lingzi, "It's nothing, senior brother. Let's go back."