Junior Uncle is too cunning.

"Fusheng, come to me."

Chen Fusheng didn't think much of it after hearing this. He tidied himself up and headed towards Lingyu Cave.

"Master, what do you want to see me about?" Chen Fusheng casually picked up a spiritual fruit, took a bite, and asked Ling Yu while eating.

Lingyu squinted at Chen Fusheng, staring intently without saying a word.

Chen Fusheng felt a chill run down his spine under the gaze. "Could it be that Master has found out something?" he wondered, feeling a little uneasy.

“Master, have I... made a mistake again? Please tell me, and I will correct it. You look a little scary.”

Lingyu smiled inwardly, but her face remained as still as water. "Don't you have anything to say to me?"

Chen Fusheng felt a chill run down his spine. He glanced nervously at Ling Yu, adhering to the principle of "leniency for those who confess and severity for those who resist."

He felt that they needed to investigate first to find out exactly what went wrong. They couldn't rush things, otherwise, one problem could lead to a whole chain of issues, and they should at least try to find out as little as possible.

"Um... Master, could you give me a heads-up?"

Ling Yu suppressed a laugh and said in a deep voice, "Weapon Refining Peak."

Seeing Chen Fusheng's pupils shrink, Ling Yu felt five parts certain, but her heart was not calmed down; instead, it was filled with turmoil.

If it is confirmed that the weapon forging that day was indeed done by Chen Fusheng, a weapon-forging master at the Celestial Immortal realm, and a weapon-forging master of the Thunder Tribulation type, then he, the Lingbao Sect, would... He dared not think any further.

His eyes were fixed on Chen Fusheng, and he didn't know whether he wanted a "yes" or a "no".

When he learned that the secret of the Weapon Refining Peak had been exposed, Chen Fusheng actually breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, he had already guessed it at the time.

After all, the incident happened so suddenly that he hadn't prepared any secrecy measures at all.

Although Ling Yu suppressed all objections at the time by citing the sect elders' failure to refine the weapon, it was impossible to fool everyone, including two weapon-refining masters at the Golden Immortal level.

Therefore, Chen Fusheng had already devised a plan beforehand, and could only reveal some of his trump cards in weapon forging.

However, he still needs to find out exactly how many people know about this so that he can properly stratify his subsequent confession.

Chen Fusheng nodded slightly and pretended to breathe a sigh of relief. "I thought it was something else, Master. You gave me quite a fright. Yes, it was something I made."

Lingyu looked at it carefully, then asked again seriously, "Really?"

"It's true, it's this Immortal-Slaying Spear. I don't know what happened. It was being refined perfectly at first, but then the tribulation lightning suddenly struck, scaring me so much that I haven't dared to go out for the past few days."

As he spoke, he even took out the Immortal-Slaying Spear to prove his innocence.

Master Lingyu took a deep breath and stared intently at the Immortal-Slaying Spear, its surface dull and lifeless, resembling a piece of ordinary iron.

The more this happened, the more shocked Ling Yu became. He was a Golden Immortal, and even he couldn't see through the Immortal-Slaying Spear, which showed the power of the Thunder Tribulation Spiritual Treasure.

"Tell me clearly, what exactly happened?"

Chen Fusheng nodded obediently and explained how he felt unwell, how he found the ancient book in the Scripture Pavilion, and how he then handed it to Ling Yu. He then went into seclusion at the Weapon Refining Peak for ten years.

He explained it in great detail. After listening, Lingyu punched Chen Fusheng hard on the head. He didn't know whether to call Chen Fusheng bold or ignorant.

To think that he could use his physical body to conceal murderous intent and use immortal blood to refine spiritual treasures—what makes this barbarian any different? If he were to make a single wrong move, he would be doomed forever!

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, so he stretched out his foot and kicked hard.

With a "bang," Chen Fusheng flew out, but soon flew back full of energy.

Ling Yu's feet were aching, and she stared at Chen Fusheng's body with a strange look.

It seems this disciple has been hiding quite a bit of his strength. Such a tough body; it must be as powerful as a top-grade spiritual treasure.

The anger in my heart lessened a bit, after all, with such a strong physique, the method I used just now wasn't exactly reckless.

Chen Fusheng looked at Lingyu with a grin, then patted his chest and said with a bit of pride, "Master is pretty good, isn't he? Made of 24K pure gold, absolutely durable."

Master Lingyu rolled his eyes and ignored Chen Fusheng, who was spouting nonsense. He was already used to it. It was nothing new for Chen Fusheng to occasionally utter new words since he started learning the art. He didn't know where Chen Fusheng had heard them from.

"Let me see it," Chen Fusheng said, curious as it was his first time seeing a tribulation-level spiritual treasure, and he wanted to examine it in person. He then reached for the Immortal-Slaying Spear in Chen Fusheng's hand.

"Master, be careful, it..." Chen Fusheng was worried about Lingyu, but before he could finish speaking, Lingyu interrupted him.

"It's alright, I'll be careful and won't break your magical artifact," Lingyu assured her.

Chen Fusheng loosened his grip, feeling a little uneasy. He wasn't worried about the Immortal-Slaying Spear, but rather about Ling Yu, since he had experienced its power firsthand.

However, seeing Ling Yu already holding the Immortal-Slaying Spear, he could only swallow his words, his primordial spirit power ready to provide assistance at any time.

Lingyu had just taken it and weighed it in her hand. The weight was alright. She looked it over and didn't see anything special about it.

Just then, the shaft of the Immortal-Slaying Spear brightened slightly, broke free from Ling Yu's hand, and stabbed fiercely at him.

"Stop!" As the owner of the Immortal-Slaying Spear, Chen Fusheng had been on high alert. As soon as he sensed something amiss, he immediately began to control his primordial spirit.

Ling Yu was, after all, a Golden Immortal. With a sway of his body, he moved three or four steps, and his right hand directly blocked the point where the Immortal-Slaying Spear was about to pierce.

With a "ding," the Immortal-Slaying Spear was finally stopped by Ling Yu. Chen Fusheng quickly stepped forward, gripped the spear shaft tightly with his right hand, and pulled it back.

She looked at Lingyu with some concern, "Master, are you alright?"

Lingyu coughed, quickly withdrew her right hand, clenched it into a fist to suppress the strange feeling in her body, waved her left hand, and moved back to its original position.

He said without changing his expression, "It's nothing, but your Immortal-Slaying Spear is indeed quite impressive."

Chen Fusheng looked at Ling Yu, his worries finally subsiding. He breathed a sigh of relief, "The Immortal-Slaying Spear was forged with killing intent. I only just mastered it myself, so I couldn't control it completely. I'm just glad you weren't hurt."

"But Master, you're amazing. I suffered a lot when I first started refining it."

Ling Yu's lips twitched, and she told him to put the Immortal-Slaying Spear away.

Somewhat worried, he instructed, "This spear is forged from killing intent and blood, which has both advantages and disadvantages. I just took a look, and it truly deserves to be called a supreme weapon of slaughter."

But precisely because of this, it is too focused on killing. Heaven cherishes life, so you should frequently recite scriptures to it and nurture it with a Taoist heart.

You must remember, before reaching the Golden Immortal realm, avoid using it if possible, you understand?

Chen Fusheng nodded seriously to show that he understood.

Next, Lingyu gave a general account of the people who had visited in the past few days, so that he would be aware of the situation, hide the Immortal-Slaying Spear well, not reveal any flaws, and not tell anyone about the Immortal-Slaying Spear.

Chen Fusheng glanced at Lingyu gratefully. He hadn't expected that his master, Lingyu, had already patched up the hole he had left behind. He nodded knowingly, knowing that one should not flaunt wealth.

"Alright, that's all for today. Go to Donghai Town in a couple of days. There's a God of Wealth who's recently appeared there. Keep an eye out for him, but don't try to find out anything about him, okay?"

"Avoid the limelight? Good idea," Chen Fusheng nodded readily. As for the God of Wealth, Chen Fusheng immediately thought of Li Shundao.

As Lingyu watched Chen Fusheng leave, she spat out a mouthful of blood with a "poof".

After spitting out the stagnant blood, his complexion improved a little. He slowly extended his right hand, revealing a small, pointed hole on his finger.

Ling Yu channeled her magic power, slowly pushing and applying force to the wound. After a while, a wisp of black mist was slowly forced out.

Looking at the black mist, Lingyu exclaimed, "What a powerful Immortal-Slaying Spear! It truly lives up to its name."

He never expected that the Immortal-Slaying Spear, even without anyone controlling it, could break through his Golden Immortal body and use the black mist to injure him.

"It's also my own fault for being too careless!"

Lingyu looked at the wound and gave a wry smile.