Socially anxious me transmigrated to a world of cultivation.

"Click~"

Just as everyone was lost in their own thoughts, thunderclouds appeared in the sky.

After preparing, he unleashed a bolt of lightning at the nascent, upright longsword.

While still in a daze, Pingfan sensed an extremely terrifying energy approaching and suddenly snapped back to reality.

When he saw the lightning bolts descending from the thunderclouds above, they twisted space and struck straight at the tip of the sword.

Suddenly, Pingfan was startled. He was about to channel some spiritual energy into the nascent longsword to help it withstand the lightning.

However, before Pingfan could make a move, the lightning bolt, as if sensing Pingfan's intention, struck the tip of the sword in an instant.

"Boom~"

After being struck by lightning, the rudimentary longsword trembled slightly, emitting a series of sword cries that spread outwards.

In an instant, everyone present seemed to hear a dragon's roar and instinctively covered their ears with their spiritual power.

Despite being in the heart of the Sword's Cry, Pingfan remained completely unaffected.

At this moment, watching the nascent longsword absorbing the energy within the lightning, Pingfan quietly breathed a sigh of relief and murmured.

"I sensed the energy within the lightning just now and thought this longsword wouldn't be able to withstand it, but it seems I was worrying too much!"

As he spoke, Pingfan lowered his raised arm and quietly awaited the baptism of the lightning tribulation.

"Click~"

Just as the longsword finished absorbing the energy from the first bolt of lightning, another bolt of thunder struck down from the thundercloud.

As the second bolt of lightning struck the longsword, the blade gradually underwent a slight change.

After absorbing the second bolt of lightning, the entire blade of the longsword turned a faint crimson color.

Furthermore, a blade formed of spiritual energy appeared around the sword.

"Click~"

Just as Pingfan observed the changes in the longsword, the thunderclouds above unleashed a third bolt of lightning.

After absorbing the energy contained within the lightning once more, the blade around the sword body actually split into two.

Seeing the changes in the longsword, Pingfan nodded in satisfaction and smiled.

"The fact that it has two blades means that this longsword can absorb two kinds of Heavenly Laws!"

Based on his ordinary experience in crafting magical artifacts, the grade of the seventh-tier artifact he crafted should have been determined after the third strike of lightning.

However, just as Pingfan was about to put it in his hand, he suddenly looked up at the sky and saw that the thunderclouds in the sky had not dissipated.

This made Pingfan immediately withdraw his arm, frowning as he looked at the thundercloud that was still brewing, wondering to himself.

Why haven't these thunderclouds dissipated yet?

"Could it be because it devoured other thunderclouds that the seventh-tier magic weapon was upgraded to the eighth tier?"

Just as Pingfan was thinking this, the thunderclouds in the sky, after brewing for a while, struck down the fourth bolt of lightning.

"Click~"

Upon seeing the fourth bolt of lightning strike down, Pingfan confirmed his suspicions and waited for the longsword to absorb the last bolt.

As for why Pingfan couldn't see the difference in the lightning tribulation, it was mainly because Pingfan had never refined a ninth-order magic weapon.

The weapon-refining experience was also based on the weapon-refining tips book given to me by Xu Yiyan.

All I know is that magic artifacts from the fifth to the ninth tier all need to be tempered by several bolts of lightning.

However, the strength of the Heavenly Dao aura contained within the thundercloud was not the basis for determining the order of the magical artifact tribulation.

After all, for an ordinary person like him, the tribulations he encountered were either breakthroughs in cultivation level or breakthroughs in the soul realm.

The tribulations they encountered all contained an extremely rich aura of the Heavenly Dao.

Therefore, in the ordinary view, the thunderclouds in the sky could emit such a terrifying aura of the Heavenly Dao.

It was just an ordinary thing, and I didn't pay much attention to it!

When the fourth bolt of lightning was also absorbed by the longsword, Pingfan looked at the thunderclouds still brewing in the sky and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

"Huh? That's not right!"

"Why is it still in the planning stages?"

"Click~"

Just as Pingfan was still wondering, another bolt of lightning struck down from the thunderclouds in the sky.

However, this lightning bolt was different from the previous ones.

The final bolt of lightning, like a dragon, swirled and struck the longsword below.

The space traversed by the dragon was torn open with tiny cracks, and the power of the void was drawn out from within.

"Boom~"

The longsword that was struck trembled violently, and the three layers of blades that formed around it danced like flames.

As the longsword absorbed the energy from the last bolt of lightning, a crimson dragon shot out from its tip.

"roar~"

The next moment, a crimson dragon burst forth, roaring as it charged toward the thunderclouds in the sky.

"Bang~"

After the crimson dragon struck the thundercloud, both the dragon and the thundercloud vanished as starlight, and a blinding ray of sunlight shone down.

Upon seeing this, Pingfan finally realized what was happening and quickly raised his hand to summon the crimson longsword.

As soon as the crimson longsword was in hand, a dragon's roar entered his sea of ​​consciousness, leaving Pingfan momentarily stunned.

Sensing the anomaly within his sea of ​​consciousness, Pingfan hurriedly protected his mind and expelled the dragon's roar from his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Whoo~"

After completely banishing the dragon's roar, Pingfan let out a heavy breath, then looked at the crimson longsword in his hand and said.

"This longsword can actually affect the soul!"

As he spoke, Pingfan carefully examined the longsword, frowning as he looked at the sword with only three layers of blade.

"That's not right! Logically speaking, after absorbing five lightning tribulations, it should have reached the ninth-tier magic weapon level!"

At this moment, the referee flashed to Pingfan's side, looked at the long sword in Pingfan's hand, and then turned around and announced loudly.

"Treasure Pavilion, Ordinary, Eighth-Order Magic Item!"

As the referee announced the results, the crowd, who were still in a daze, slowly came to their senses and looked at Pingfan on the competition stage.

Upon seeing the crimson longsword in Pingfan's hand, they couldn't help but start discussing it.

"What? An eighth-tier magic weapon! Isn't his cultivation only at the late Golden Core stage? How could he possibly forge an eighth-tier magic weapon?"

"Could it be because of Lei Yun's strange behavior just now that the magical artifact he forged has changed so much!"

"If that's the case, then this person really hit the jackpot!"

……

The Nascent Soul cultivator sitting on the high platform, however, did not share the same sentiments as the crowd. Instead, he stared intently at Fan Ping, his brows furrowed into a deep frown.

A weapon refiner capable of crafting an eighth-tier magic weapon must have at least reached the Soul Infant Realm in terms of spiritual power.

Although Lei Yun had changed just now, this also shows that the weapon refiner's spiritual power is not low.

Suddenly, these Nascent Soul stage cultivators couldn't take their eyes off the longsword in Pingfan's hand.

Sensing the aura emanating from the crimson longsword, these Nascent Soul stage cultivators instantly frowned.

A moment later, apart from Li Muchan and Bianliang, all the Nascent Soul stage cultivators suddenly stood up, their eyes fixed on the crimson longsword in Pingfan's hand.

The next moment, a middle-aged man appeared beside Pingfan, staring at the crimson longsword in Pingfan's hand, and said.

"Young friend, would you mind selling this longsword to me?"