Hammer in her left hand, sword in her right, the eldest sister is connected to both worlds.

Xue Lan was determined to get involved in Min Chang's affairs because she was worried about them. The system had been stubborn for a while, but eventually gave in.

It said that following Xue Lan made it feel like it was aging faster.

[Are these all Rashomon?] The system looked at the girl beside the refining platform. Xue Lan's black hair was now all tied back and wrapped in a cloth. Some round little balls floated in the air in front of her.

"Yes, it's all. The previous Luo Shengzi was accidentally created when I was refining a weapon. Although it had good destructive power, it was difficult to control and required a high level of mastery over spiritual energy. I'm now trying to improve it so that even Qi Refining disciples can use it."

Xue Lan stared intently at the Luo Sheng Zi in front of her, carefully engraving inscriptions on it with her spirit knife.

[You're quite interesting; you know nothing about formations, but you're quite adept at inscription and seal carving.]

"In the art of weapon crafting, I am a genius." Xue Lan didn't mince words, immediately praising herself. With a wave of her hand, the Luo Sheng Zi, its inscription already engraved, disappeared into a small box to the side. Over a hundred such small boxes already filled a corner of the cave dwelling.

These were the Luo Shengzi (a type of explosive material) that Xue Lan had prepared over the past few days. The Jiangyun Sect was not like her own home; she couldn't very well shamelessly blast mountains and fill waterfalls. Min Shang arranged for disciples from the Jiangyun Sect to take these Luo Shengzi to the battlefield every so often to test their effectiveness.

"Will this batch be successful?" the system asked curiously.

Xue Lan picked up a cloth and wiped the fine sweat from her forehead. The girl had been in the sweltering heat for too long, and her voice was a little hoarse.

"It's hard to say. The difficulty in crafting artifacts lies not in creating unparalleled treasures, but in crafting treasures that everyone can use." Xue Lan placed the cloth aside and drew a few circles on the Chonglou Illusionary Treasure Map beside her.

There were nearly a hundred inscriptions engraved on it, some of which Xue Lan circled, and some were crossed out. There were also seven or eight that were not engraved.

"Luo Shengzi is going to the battlefield, and it also needs to be distributed to disciples of various sects for emergency use. I can't let it explode in my hands because of my miscalculation."

As it turns out, Xue Lan was a jinx.

After learning that Min Chang had been targeted by the Demon Lord Xuan Shuo, Dao Xuanzi came from the Xuanhuang Sect to provide support, hoping to find a way to completely eliminate the Demon Lord. When he followed the Jiangyun Sect Master to the camp, he heard a loud bang coming from the cave where the weapon forging was located. Immediately afterwards, several caves halfway up the mountain were blown up and twisted, billowing black smoke.

Dao Xuanzi thought to himself that the Jiangyun Sect also had such powerful weapon cultivators, remaining completely silent as the mountain exploded. Finally, he saw a dark figure emerge from the collapsed cave, its white robes already covered in dust. Its small face was dusty and grimy.

This person looked very familiar; he resembled his nephew who was always blasting mountains.

Xue Lan made a slight mistake while carving the inscription, but fortunately, she mustered up the courage to put all the hundreds of boxes in the corner of the cave into her sleeve, otherwise the entire mountain might have collapsed.

Xue Lan patted the dust off her body, hastily cast a spell to wipe her face, and bowed and apologized to the cave owners who had been affected.

The owners of the other cave dwellings had become familiar with Xue Lan during this time and knew what she was doing. They all forgave her.

It's better than the alchemy shop next door, where their furnace explodes every two days.

The numb weapon refiner said it was nothing, the weapon-refining room was quite sturdy to begin with. After exchanging pleasantries, the group returned to their cave, which had been blown to pieces, to get back to work.

As long as you don't die from the refining, just keep refining until you die.

[You weapon cultivators are really quite emotionally stable.]

Xue Lan straightened up to relax after everyone had gone inside, but as soon as she looked up, she saw Dao Xuanzi on the mountaintop not far away.

"I'm prone to hallucinations from constantly refining weapons. I need some spiritual fruits to nourish my body." Xue Lan muttered to herself as she took out a spiritual fruit from her storage bag and started crunching on it.

Unfortunately, the hallucination not only didn't disappear, but it got closer and closer to her.

Xue Lan hid the hand holding half a spirit fruit behind her back, revealing a sweet smile.

"Uncle!"

"I feel so close to my senior master, I suppose he feels the same way about me!"

Who knew that Dao Xuanzi would come over and give her a flick on the forehead.

"Look at you now, dressed all in black outside, but all in white when you're forging weapons. If you didn't know someone, they'd think you were a monkey from some mountain."

In fact, Dao Xuanzi wanted to say that all they did all day was blow up mountains, blowing up their own and then others'. But he didn't say it out loud for the sake of the sect's reputation.

Accompanying Dao Xuanzi was the Sect Master of Jiangyun Sect, Daojun Ziyun. The current generation of leaders in Jiangyun Sect were all quite gentle and easy to talk to. She spoke up from the other side: "The younger generation should be more lively."

Dao Xuanzi fell silent immediately.

Xue Lan glanced at the ethereal Dao Xuanzi, then at the elegant and poised Zi Yun Daojun. Suddenly, she remembered some rumors circulating within the sect.

Sword cultivators are generally poor, but they are really handsome. When her senior uncle was young, he traveled all over the world and had a romantic affair with the goddess of Jiangyun Sect and even the demoness of Hehuan Sect.

Once the mind is opened, it can't be closed. Xue Lan's eyes became increasingly strange, and in the end, she received another slap on the forehead from Dao Xuanzi.

"What are you doing in your cave? Why did you even blow up someone else's mountain?" Dao Xuanzi asked.

"Luo Shengzi, it can be triggered with lightning spiritual power, and its power is comparable to the late stage of the Golden Core realm." Xue Lan took out a box from her sleeve as if presenting a treasure.

With a wave of her sleeve, the young girl declared, "When Luo Shengzi appears, all demonic beasts below the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm will be reduced to ashes!"

"I will make sure she is reduced to ashes!"

In the misty pool, Ji Yan was healing her injuries. It had been two months since her battle with Xue Lan and the others, but the lightning wounds on her body had not yet healed. The lingering power of the lightning still lingered in her body, causing her unbearable pain.

"Damn the Heavenly Dao of the Yuanming Realm, damned human ants!" Ji Yan hated Xue Lan so much that his teeth itched, wishing he could grab that person right now and suck his marrow dry.

"A mere late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator!"

"A mere late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator has made His Highness so disheveled!" A proud and disdainful mocking voice rang out, and a faint figure appeared by the pool, transforming into a tall and slender man. This man wore a black cloak, and his triangular eyes looked sinister and ruthless.

"The Demon God has not yet awakened. I chose Your Highness from among many demonic embryos. I hope Your Highness will not disappoint me."

Ji Yan remained silent.

The so-called son of the demon god is not the child of the demon god. Rather, he is a demonic embryo formed from the demonic energy that escaped after the ancient demon god was wounded in a great battle a thousand years ago and formed a cocoon. He is not the only one.

The person in front of me addressed me as Your Highness only because of my bloodline.

"Ji Gu has already received a batch of human slaves corrupted by demonic energy, which has pleased the other demon lords. If you want to maintain your foothold in the demon realm, you'll have to achieve even better results than him." After saying this, Xuan Shuo disappeared again without a word.

"Ji Gu," Ji Yan murmured the name.

"My third brother!"

In a cavern nestled within a mountain in the desolate wilderness, countless half-human, half-demon creatures wailed below. Several strangely shaped demons sipped wine and chatted, selecting their favorite slaves. In the very center sat a handsome man. He gazed at the bizarre and grotesque monsters below, his eyes devoid of any emotion.

In one of the corners of these half-demons sat a half-demon covered in jet-black armor, his hair gray and his hands withered like tree roots. His eyes were fixed on the man seated at the head of the table.

"A glimmer of hope, a glimmer of hope..." the half-demon murmured, shoving aside all the other half-demons in front of him. He charged forward like a madman, collapsing at the man's feet. Instinctively, he lightly kissed the man's instep.

Ji Gu kicked the half-demon in front of him away. The man rolled a few times on the ground, and a silver object fell from his chest.

Ji Gu suddenly became interested and went forward to pick up the thing.

It was a silver hairpin with lifelike peach blossoms on it.

The demons enjoy manipulating people's hearts and watching humans scream in agony. Ji Gu threw the hairpin on the ground and stomped on it, scattering the silver petals everywhere.

"Take him to test the drug and see what he will become in the end."

"Let's see how his sweetheart will view him after he becomes a cultivator!"

As the half-demon was dragged away, he was still muttering about a glimmer of hope, showing no attachment to the hairpin on the ground.

"A glimmer of hope, a glimmer of hope..."