Is it wrong to want to marry a weapon?

Even so, she did not regret having faced the artifact three times; she could always start over.

Each loss only makes her strength more terrifying, and... many years later, she believes she will definitely tear the blade of the River of Oblivion apart with her own hands.

Unfortunately, before that happens, I still need to manage my current identity well.

"Let's go back to class first."

Zijing Academy: Chapter 2: Black-Eyed Lady

Beilan City is a remote suburban city in the northern state of Saint State. It is surrounded by the sea on three sides and has stunning scenery.

Although it's not particularly prosperous or well-known, it's second to none in terms of safety in the entire Northern Sacred State, and has even set a record of not experiencing any spiritual disasters for ten consecutive years.

It is precisely because no powerful spiritual artifacts have appeared in Beilan City for many years that most residents have lost their sense of crisis, and the level of weapon refiners is generally low.

Even the once-renowned Zijing Refining Academy has not produced a top-tier refiner who can stand on his own for a long time.

Beilan City, Zijing Weapon Forging Academy:

The complex is located in the city center, with a unified pure white style that is ancient and retro, and has a history of nearly three hundred years since its founding.

At this moment, in a spacious and bright hall inside the college, all two hundred seats were occupied.

This single classroom alone accommodates more than two hundred students.

However, the atmosphere inside the classroom was deathly silent, even suffocating.

On the public platform, a black-haired woman with an elegant and noble demeanor frowned and glared angrily at the students below who were looking relaxed.

Her long black hair was held up with a wooden hairpin, and she wore a magnificent robe with nebula patterns. She spoke from a high and mighty position:

"The results of this live-fire exercise were absolutely outrageous; more than thirty people failed, marking the worst performance in the institute's history."

"It's been half a year since the awakening ceremony, and most of you don't even have a spiritual skill. Tell me, with your level of skill, how are you going to participate in the Northern Sacred State League in three months?"

As the black-haired woman coldly rebuked them, the students who failed all showed embarrassed expressions.

Northern San Antonio League...

For every young weapon refiner in the Northern Sacred Continent, it is a dream destination.

The chaotic battle involving hundreds of weapon-refining academies and tens of thousands of weapon refiners is a visual feast that blends excitement and violence.

A gathering of geniuses, a place teeming with monsters.

And without exception, every winner who emerges from this competition will later become a renowned master weapon refiner.

Unfortunately... the Zijing Refining Academy has been eliminated in the preliminary selection process for ten consecutive years. Basically, every year they can only play the role of bystanders, watching the refiners from other cities dominate and soar to the top.

"Eleven years ago, the Zijing Weapon Forging Academy, which I led, narrowly lost to the Duantian Academy, and was only one step away from the top 11..."

"I originally thought that was just the beginning of Zijing's rise, but I never expected it to become the final peak; afterwards, in the ten years from my graduation until I became the dean, our Zijing never even made it out of the preliminary selection once!"

The black-haired woman sighed, looking around at the more than two hundred students below the stage with a disappointed expression.

Seeing Dean Dong lose his temper and his face turn red, the atmosphere below the stage became even more suffocating.

At this moment, Liu Qian, a black-haired girl sitting in the back corner, swallowed hard and cautiously turned her head to glance at Lu Chan, who was sitting silently next to her.

"what……?"

Liu Qian was slightly taken aback. Lu Chan, who had never been interested in studying, was actually looking at a textbook...?

What's going on? Is the sun rising from the north?

Back in the classroom, Lu Chan completely ignored the incessant chatter of the dean on the stage, instead focusing intently on the textbook, occasionally frowning and adopting a thoughtful posture.

"......."

"I see"

"Has ten years already...?"

Looking at the information in the book, Lu Chan murmured to himself.

The world has changed dramatically, and things and people are no longer the same.

Ten years have passed since he died in battle in his previous life, yet he has only experienced a blink of an eye.

It has to be said that the events of the past ten years have been quite beyond her expectations.

The moment Lu opened the latest information, the information in the first few pages alone left her somewhat stunned and lost in thought.

Ten years ago, Lady Black Eyes died in battle after challenging the divine artifacts. Her array of magical artifacts scattered across the world. The Daoist West Wind completely lost control and breached the Holy Land. Many weapon refiners who stood at the pinnacle of humanity were defeated within a month, suffering countless deaths and injuries, and were forced to withdraw from the Holy Land.

Afterwards, her other spiritual artifacts also carved out their own territory and became unrivaled, triggering countless spiritual disasters and massacres. The number of forbidden spiritual realms increased significantly, causing many states to sever their connection with the Divine Continent.

Seven years ago, the Southern Heavenly Gate suddenly descended upon my Northern Sacred State, and three city districts were reduced to ashes in an instant, becoming forbidden zones for spirits.

Over the course of seven years, the Northern Holy Alliance Army launched four unsuccessful campaigns against the enemy, and withdrew entirely from the war zone after more than ten high-level weapon refiners were killed.

[May all weapon refiners of the Northern Sacred Continent remember this humiliation and powerlessness, constantly hone their skills, surpass human limits, and one day drive out our great enemy, the Northern Sacred Continent…!!]

"Is it out of control?"

"Neither the Southern Heavenly Gate nor the Daoist West Wind possess this kind of violent and cruel nature..."

"What exactly happened after I died? Wangchuan, is this your doing?"

After the meeting ended, on his way home, Lu Chan kept thinking, but his face remained expressionless.

She had maintained an emotionless state for decades, and even if she suddenly regained her emotions, she couldn't get used to it quickly.

However, after so many years, the feeling of regaining both sight and emotion is still wonderful, with a kind of pure beauty.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, a rare hint of anger appeared in Lu Chan's usually expressionless face.

"By the way, what on earth is this 'Black-Eyed Lady'?"

"Who on earth spread such an awful name? Those guys were calling me 'Fairy Deer' and 'Beautiful Deer' in front of me. This is what they call being two-faced, isn't it? How ridiculous!"

"If I ever get the chance, I might as well strangle all those old acquaintances with my own hands."

While muttering curses under her breath, Lu Chan subconsciously stopped and looked at a clear lake in the courtyard as she walked past it.

What came into view was a beautiful girl with her hands in her pockets, long, snow-white hair reaching her hips, and wearing a black and white school uniform.

Beneath her rich purple eyeshadow, a pair of pale purple eyes, like stars, appeared slightly dreamy; behind her long, snow-white hair, a purple scorpion braid that reached the ground was tied at the end.

Aside from being only about 1.5 meters tall, her appearance in this life is quite stunning.

No wonder when I left the academy earlier, there were several orphans who looked like they had cerebral palsy or intellectual disabilities waiting outside the door to give me gifts.

Unfortunately, Lu Chan was already over a hundred years old in his previous life, so he naturally didn't care about such trivial matters of the mortal world.

What she wanted wasn't flowers, new clothes, or new bags, but cultivation resources and powerful spiritual artifacts.

She will stop at nothing to return to the pinnacle of humanity.

Lu Chan knew deep down that compared to the divine artifacts that were born to be superior to all things in heaven and earth, even the most beautiful appearance could only turn into dust or become a plaything of the gods.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, Lu Chan thoughtfully pulled at the purple braid at the back of her long hair.

It's a bit strange, but in her predecessor's memories, her hair was pure white when she was born.

About ten years ago, the ends of my hair inexplicably turned purple.

"The River of Oblivion..."

Zijing Academy: Chapter 3: Refining Spiritual Techniques

Just as Lu Chan approached the academy gate, a girl with short, black hair followed him from behind.

As Liu Qian walked over lightly, she teased, "Lu Chan, did you finish dealing with all those chivalrous men so quickly today? You left quite early."

Lu Chan glanced indifferently at Liu Qian, who was a head taller than him, and remained silent.

"Hey, are you still feeling down about the results of the combat exercise? By the way... I was just thinking, isn't your family pretty rich? Why don't you just go to the shopping area and buy a spirit skill? Maybe that would give you a chance to qualify for the Northern Sacred State League."

If you don't have enough money, I can lend you some first.

Listening to Liu Qian's incessant chatter, Lu Chan briefly searched his memory for information about the Northern Saint State League, then shook his head: "The Northern Saint State League? I'm not interested."

This level of league is just a beginner's game, like playing house. Having been reborn, Lu Chan wouldn't be so bored as to bully these kids.

She still needs to practice her Storm Sword skills.

Witnessing her own spiritual weapon undergo refinement and continuous growth was the only joy for Lu Chan, who had lost her emotions in her previous life, and it also brought her a sliver of solace.

Moreover, Lu Chan originally wanted to retrieve all the spiritual artifacts from his previous life as soon as possible, so he had no time to waste.

"What?! You actually say you're not interested?!"

"How could this be?"

Liu Qian stopped involuntarily, staring at the petite white-haired girl in front of her with a look of astonishment.

Lu Chan, who once aspired to make a name for herself in the Northern Sacred State League and become the strongest weapon refiner of the younger generation in Northern Sacred State, and then return to her family, actually said that she had no interest in the Northern Sacred State League!?

Is it really so depressing and hopeless that the awakened natal artifact is of such low quality?

"..."

"..."

After parting ways with Liu Qian, Lu Chan walked towards the Spirit Artifact Building from his predecessor's memories.

Of course, it's absolutely impossible to buy ready-made spirit techniques as Liu Qian suggested. As a novice weapon refiner abandoned by his family, where would he get the financial resources for that...

Lu Chan arrived at his destination quickly.

The towering, luxuriously decorated multi-story building, bearing the four large characters "Spiritual Artifact Building," seemed to belong to a completely different era from the surrounding low-rise buildings.

In this world, there's no such thing as robbing a bank; most of the time, people rob the shops that have moved into the Spirit Weapon Building. After all, every Spirit Weapon shop is practically a walking gold mine.

【Embryo Zone】

[Spiritual Skills Section]

Materials Sales Area

[Virtual Battle Zone]

Lu Chan glanced at the label at the entrance of the building, and without the slightest hesitation, turned and walked into the materials sales area.

Upon entering the materials sales area, the entire environment was different from the outside world.

The azure ocean pattern surrounds the wall, on all sides, giving people a visual impact as if they are falling into the deep sea.

The entrance on the first floor alone was filled with a dazzling array of forging materials and scrap iron blanks.

After an unclaimed spiritual artifact is broken, it will leave behind its own fragments, which can be used to forge and improve the spiritual artifacts of the weapon refiner, or they can be broken down into materials to serve as recipes for refining spiritual techniques.

Complete spirit embryos are usually quite expensive and can only be purchased in specialized spirit embryo zones.

"The original owner's account still had a little over five thousand in balance. Although it wasn't much, it should be enough to barely gather the materials needed to refine a spirit technique..."

"I can't afford a complete spirit embryo right now, and I don't need it either, so I'll just browse around on the first floor for now."

Lu Chan walked to the wind-related column area while pondering.

She casually picked up a few pieces of spirit embryos and scrap iron left behind by low-grade wind-elemental spiritual artifacts, and then walked to the counter for other materials, where all kinds of forging materials were displayed.

Soon, Lu Chan picked up a blank spirit skill talisman, and the total bill came to four thousand five.

The spiritual talismans alone cost four thousand, and in the blink of an eye, the previous owner's savings of many years were gone.

Lu Chan lowered her pale purple eyelids and murmured in thought, "If I had known that prices would depreciate so much in ten years, I should have just bought a few expensive gifts next time and resold them."

As she spoke, she had already reached the spirit skill section. Instead of entering the spirit skill shops, she said to a female sales clerk, "Open a spirit skill crafting room."

"Uh, sir, the cost of a spirit technique refining room is 1000 per hour..." The waiter standing at the door looked at Lu Chan with some doubt.

What the heck? This kid looks like a novice weapon refiner, crafting spiritual techniques?

Normally, only high-level weapon refiners will attempt to refine spiritual techniques themselves, because even if they follow the recipe, the failure rate is extremely high, and it also consumes a lot of mental and spiritual energy.

A high-level weapon refiner would be incredibly lucky to succeed even once every three days, which is why spiritual techniques are so expensive.

It's not uncommon for beginners to personally craft spiritual techniques, but most of them end up wasting money and their lives.