In my cultivation journey, I completely crushed a group of chosen ones.

Di Qingci saw that the patriarch had forgotten about her while talking: "Patriarch, I'll be going if there's nothing else."

The patriarch then remembered: "Qingci, I just remembered your ancestor."

He has been on the Immortal Emperor's throne for many years. If he attains enlightenment, he will surely be able to pass through.

"Whether you wish to cultivate or not, then let Elder Di Zhuo take you inside."

Di Qingci had not found a weapon refiner before.

"Patriarch, do you know any weapon refiners?"

My natal sword is too low-level; it simply cannot withstand my current cultivation level.

I'm planning to find a weapon refiner to upgrade my weapon.

"Do you have any treasures? If we're talking about weapon refiners, your ancestor Chengyuan knows one."

This person is a famous weapon-refining master in the immortal realm; ordinary people cannot find him.

It seems Chengyuan went into seclusion after returning from the battlefield.

"What's the name of this weapon refiner? I'll go find him."

"He is known as Lord He Yan. His whereabouts are unpredictable, and he is very difficult to find."

The head of the family heard that many people had tried to find it but failed.

"What are his characteristics?" Di Qingci had never heard of him.

The main problem is that she's either cultivating or on her way to cultivation; she hasn't had a proper chance to relax and have some fun.

The head of the family was also unsure: "There are all sorts of rumors circulating outside, and they're different every time."

I think it's because He Yanzun is a person who likes to pretend.

Every time someone sees him, they describe his appearance differently.

Di Qingci also liked to disguise himself when he went out: "Patriarch, do you know any other weapon refiners?"

"As long as it can be upgraded to a celestial artifact, that's fine. I don't have any treasures to add."

Seeing her pitiful appearance, the patriarch said, "I do know one; he's from the Refining Domain."

This place has specialized alchemists and weapon refiners, all gathered in the Refining Domain.

Everyone calls him Ling Duanzi. I also have his token.

If you want to go, take my token.

His shop is called Lingduanzi, and it's easy to find.

You don't have any treasures. Go with the steward and pick out a few things later.

"Thank you, Master." I didn't expect such an unexpected bonus.

She's just used to complaining about being poor; it's a virtue of humility in Chinese culture.

She would put away the storage rings of everyone who died; they contained many valuable items.

Di Qingci went with the steward to select a Six Soul Jade, a Nine Nether Cold Crystal, and a Soul Essence Stone; she didn't want anything too ordinary.

Back at Nuanxi Garden, Yun Xiyue was cooking.

Having reached this level of cultivation, Di Qingci no longer cared whether he ate or not, and his eating habits had long since changed.

"Mother, don't overwork yourself, take a rest."

Yun Xiyue only did it because she was there; if it were just him and Di Changqing, she wouldn't bother.

"You can put it away if you don't want to eat it now, and eat it when you want to."

Di Qingci packed up what she had finished and said, "Mother, I'm going to rest."

You should get some rest too. We'll go out and explore properly in a while.

Yun Xiyue laughed: "Okay, Mother will listen to you."

Di Qingci returned to his room and took out Peng Yong's and Sun Tonggui's storage rings.

He has tens of millions of immortal stones; no wonder he's worthy of being the young master.

In particular, Sun Tonggui's storage ring also contained a piece of Gengjing.

This is a wonderful treasure for forging your destined sword.

The next day, Di Qingci planned to go out to find Ling Duanzi, but he decided to leave He Yanzun out of it.

Even if you were incredibly lucky and ran into a real person, you wouldn't have the influence to ask for their help.

"Mother, I'm going out for a bit."

"What are you going out for? I heard you've offended two families, so be careful when you go out."

"I'll disguise myself and not recognize anyone. Mother, you shouldn't worry; I'm also very averse to trouble."

Yun Xiyue naturally believed her: "Then when will you be back? Let's go home."

"We'll go back when we get back."

Di Qingci arrived at the Refining Domain and went directly to the Spirit Forging Shop.

"Hello, is Master Ling Duanzi here?"

A man who looked to be in his forties looked up and asked, "Ling Duanzi is busy in the back. What do you want to forge, fellow Daoist?"

Di Qingci took out the token given to him by the family head: "I am a member of the Di family, and this is the token given to me by the family head."

It is said that Master Ling Duanzi is a first-rate forger of treasures and a true master who is rarely seen.

I want to add some materials to my natal sword.

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist, please come in."

When the two arrived at the backyard, the shopkeeper said, "Since you are a member of the Di family, you can naturally be placed at the front."

Let me ask Ling Duanzi how long it will take him to finish.

Fellow Daoist, you may rest here for a while.

Di Qingci nodded: "Thank you, shopkeeper."

This is some tea I got by chance; I don't drink tea.

"Shopkeeper, could you please take a look at my eyes?" She smiled and handed over a small white jade bottle.

The shopkeeper asked curiously, "Why are you showing this to me?"

He took it and opened it, glancing at the shopkeeper with delight in his eyes.

"This is Spirit Mist Tea, which is usually very rare. You must have at least one or two ounces of this very good tea."

"Ah, this is Spirit Mist Tea. I didn't recognize it at all. I wonder what it tastes like."

"Shopkeeper, please keep this. I'll try it when you've brewed it."

The shopkeeper, not understanding her meaning, immediately burst into laughter.

"Fellow Daoist is an interesting person, so I won't stand on ceremony."

"Wait here, I'll be right back."

The shopkeeper arrived at Lingduanzi's place.

He wasn't forging treasures; he was drinking: "What are you doing here?"

The shopkeeper sat down next to him: "A young cultivator has arrived from the Di Tian Domain."

Judging from his cultivation level, he's only at the Mahayana stage, and he's holding the Emperor's family patriarch's token, so he must be a direct descendant.

This person is very interesting. Look, this is the Spirit Mist Tea she gave me.

She said she didn't know how to make it, and that she'd taste it after I made it.

"So you came to me after taking the bribe?"

“We open for business, how can you say that?”

Ling Duanzi: "..." That old geezer, he's eager to get the benefits, but he's still the one doing the work.

"Bring the person here. I owed the head of the Di family a favor back then, so it's good to repay it."

The shopkeeper went to find Di Qingci with a smile, and soon the two of them came in.

The shopkeeper solemnly introduced: "This is our shop's master-crafted Lingduanzi."

Fellow Daoist, please discuss with him what you need to do. I'm going out to mind the shop.

Ling Duanzi said calmly, "Take it out and let me see what needs to be added."

As soon as Di Qingci took out the Heartless Sword, Ling Duanzi sensed something was wrong.

This is hardly something a Mahayana cultivator should have; he must be hiding his cultivation level.

"What treasures do you need to add? What kind of design do you want to create?"

Di Qingci found the Heartless Sword easy to use: "You handle it yourself, you know better than I do."

This is what I'm going to add, mainly to upgrade the sword.

Ling Duanzi looked at the pile of treasures and said, "Your Di family is so wealthy, every single one of these items is top-quality."

"What I gained through experience was not given to me by the patriarch."

She didn't want people to think it was given by the head of the family.

If the Di family wants her to do something and she refuses, people will think she is ungrateful.

Ling Duanzi glanced at her several times, thinking that one cannot judge a book by its cover.

He honestly couldn't see anything special about this person: "Just wait, it will take half a month."

I owe the Di family a favor, so I won't accept payment this time.

Di Qingci settled down in the small courtyard and spent his time reading books.

Cultivation is impossible now; she's just afraid Ling Duanzi will come looking for her.

Half a month later, dark clouds appeared in the sky above Lingduanzi.

Di Qingci stood up; he seemed to have recovered.

The sword flew through the air, enduring six bolts of heavenly lightning before flying to Di Qingci's side.

They are bound by a karmic contract, a hazy consciousness instinctively drawn to Di Qingci.