Chapter 104: Hua Cloud

  At the end of the month, Nanhuaxing Huayunpai's disciples, Liu Feng and Liu Yun, will go to a place to retrieve a treasure. This errand has made other fellow disciples envious, after all, being able to get along with the artifact-refining masters and asking them to refine one or two treasures shouldn't be difficult later on.

  Since the destruction of Qiling Zong, almost all the refining techniques in Xiuzhen Realm have been controlled by the Instrument Refining Union, so it is a very glorious thing for a sect to have one or two instrument refiners today.

  Liu Feng and Liu Yun hummed as they rode their flying swords to the back mountain where the alchemist lived.

  "Senior brother, you said if all the members of the Instrument Repair Union were as skilled as this Master Lingbao, wouldn't that be great?" Flowing Cloud asked with a naive expression.

  "Junior brother, no wonder Master Shu said you'll never grow up. Are the Qirefining Union and this Spiritual Treasure Master the same? You're really naive, if that's the case, then our Cultivation Realm wouldn't have so many conflicts over fighting for treasures." Liufeng looked at his junior brother with a gaze that was almost as if looking at an idiot, sighing in exasperation.

  "Both of you, please follow me, our master has something important to discuss with both of you inside." Luo Ling stood at the door and said with a smile, her eyes revealing a hint of cleverness and purity.

  "Huh, what?" Flowing Wind looked a bit silly and seemed to have not heard what Luo Ling had just said, asking foolishly.

  "Big brother, you're daydreaming again, hurry up and go in. Luo Ling sister said she has something important to discuss with us." The Flow Cloud beside him covered his mouth and burst out laughing.

  "What are you smiling at? Hurry up and go in, didn't you hear that it's an important matter?" Liufeng said hastily and walked in, leaving behind Liuyun who was still standing there with a foolish smile.

  "Wait for me, senior brother."

  "Big brother, did you feel anything?" Liú Yún looked around but didn't seem to find the answer he was looking for, so he pulled on Liú Fēng's sleeve and asked.

  "Nonsense. How can you not feel such a huge difference? Haven't you noticed that the spiritual energy density in this cave seems to be even thicker than the core area of our sect?" Liufeng looked at his junior brother, truly speechless. But after all, he was his junior brother. Although it was frustrating, he still gave him an answer."

  "Two little brothers have arrived, huh." Lingbao's chubby figure appeared in the two men's line of sight. But this time, the usually humorous and rotund master craftsman was unusually serious today. This made the two men feel uneasy. They looked at each other, trying to find an answer from one another. However, after all, this matter had come too suddenly.

  "What's with the tension? Today is just a small request, no need to look at me like that. Has my appearance changed?" Lingbao looked at these two Huayun disciples who were in contact with him the most and couldn't help but want to laugh. It seems that his image has already been deeply rooted in their minds. It's hard to change for a while."

  Lingyun and Liufeng looked at the restored Lingbao, who immediately changed from his previous awkward appearance. They both let out a sigh of relief.

  "Big fat master craftsman. What's wrong with you today? So out of character. We still like you the way you are now."

  "On the side, the flowing clouds are quick to speak. If you're not careful, you'll accidentally reveal the nickname given to Lingbao."

  "Big Fatty Refiner?!" Lingbao's originally sunny face suddenly became overcast with dark clouds, after all he hated it the most when someone called him fatty. (PS: Jian Ge is also a fatty, but I like it when people call me fatty, haha).

  Lu Ling looked at Liu Yun with a pitiful gaze, unable to bear the sight of him standing there in a daze, and closed his eyes, for he knew what would happen if Master heard such a voice.

  "Lingbao, stop bullying the younger ones here. Being fat isn't a flaw, let them talk, it's not like they'll say something that will make you lose a piece of flesh. Sun Ming disguised as Ming Xin Zhenren suddenly appeared in front of everyone, with his usual immortal demeanor and flying spirit."

  "It would be great if they could just shed two pieces of flesh." Lingbao muttered to himself, but after all, this form was his own choice, otherwise he could have changed his physical characteristics during the Dan Breaking and Fetal Transformation.

  "Who are you!!!" The hearts of Liú Fēng and Liú Yún were shocked, and a phrase suddenly appeared in their minds, lingering for a long time. After all, on the fifth-level cultivation planet of Nán Huá Xīng, an opportunity to cultivate during the merging period was equivalent to the highest level of martial power. Think about it, two novice cultivators who had been considered top-notch since the embryonic stage suddenly saw a top-tier master who they might not even see once in their lifetime - what would their emotions be like?

  It's naturally impossible for Sun Ming to possess the skill of instant movement with his current level of cultivation, but who would have thought that he was a master equipment refiner, and a genius one at that? The Instant Sky Plate he refined earlier, which could move short distances instantly, happened to come in handy. However, if the spirit of the Instant Sky Plate were to find out, it would probably be infuriated. And what's even more ironic is that the first time Sun Ming used it was to deceive someone.

  "The old man's clear mind is in front of the Lingbao Sect"

  The sky is to ask you two little brothers to inform your Huayun Sect that the master has an important matter to discuss with them." The tone of 'Ming Xin' seemed to be filled with an irresistible power, and Liuyun and Liufeng nodded immediately after hearing Sun Ming's words, almost without any hesitation.

  "Don't worry, senior. My junior brother and I will go inform the seniors of our sect to come over." Liú Yún and Liú Fēng didn't dare to be slow, after all, when facing such a master who could destroy them with just a move of his finger, they were somewhat tense in their conversation. In their hearts, they still thought about ending this as soon as possible.

  "Stop right there, both of you." Sun Ming called out to the two who were about to turn and leave.

  "I don't know what instructions the seniors have." The two replied in unison and also paid a junior courtesy to Sun Ming.

  "Heh heh, it's polite to meet you, especially for young ones like you. Take these two flying swords." Sun Ming and Na Xue took out two sparkling flying swords from their sleeves and handed them over to the duo.

  "They both looked embarrassed, neither accepting nor rejecting it. After all, in their opinion, two mid-grade spiritual flying swords were undoubtedly precious to the extreme. Their own sect's leader's sword was only a high-grade spiritual sword. Although they felt that this thing was too precious, they still wanted it very much in their hearts, and their eyes had been fixed on the flying swords from the beginning."

  "Grandmothers and mothers, let you take it down, you just take it down. Our Lingbao Shifu's seniors sent you things, but you don't want them, isn't that too much of a loss of face for us?" On the side, Lingbao looked at those two mid-grade flying swords with heartache, but after all, they were things sent by their seniors as a gift when meeting, so there was no way to refuse. Instead, it urged the two people on."

  After getting the Lingbao, the two of them didn't make any more moves and happily took the flying sword away.

  "Thank you, senior, for the gift of the sword. We juniors take our leave." The two turned around and left, and soon after, judging that they had also left the cave, Sun Ming heard a loud howl outside the cave.

  "Spiritual artifact, junior brother, it's a spiritual artifact."

  "Benefactor brother, it's still a medium-grade spiritual artifact."

  The Yunyuan Star Spirit Sect was still bustling with people, but the sign of the Instrument Repair Alliance made the originally peaceful atmosphere somewhat eerie. The Huoyun Mountains were filled with remnants of the great war from back then. The Sunming Valley where Sun Ming had lived for decades was completely buried under two collapsed mountains. The abandoned instrument materials that faintly appeared still told the story of their former glory.

  That year, the site of the Qilingshan Sect, a woman stood alone in front of the cliff wall on Mount Qilingshan, her eyes deep and profound, gazing at the clouds rolling and unfolding at the waist of the mountain, revealing endless melancholy.

  "Yun Luan, what are you doing here?" Lan Xian Zhenren slowly walked out from behind the woman's Qián Hún Diàn and asked loudly.

  "Master." Murong Yun looked at the newcomer and nodded slightly in response.

  "What's on your mind?" Lan Yunzhen also looked at the clouds rolling under the cliff, but the atmosphere revealed was vastly different from Murong Yunfan's. It was a kind of eeriness, a kind of weirdness, an inexplicable sinister intent.

  "The disciple is wondering whether what we did back then was right or wrong." Murong Yunfan tried to ask his own doubts, after all, this question has always been one that his master was unwilling to answer.

  "Here we go again, sigh... Yun Luan, you..." Lan Xian True Person seemed to have a hint of frustration.

  "Master, I've always had my doubts about what we're doing. Is it really necessary for our Instrument Repair Union to rise by trampling on other sects? The destruction of the Instrument Spirit Sect has taken with it countless brilliant achievements and numerous classics. The elders of the Sacred Alliance's instrument repair lineage all say that the destruction of the Instrument Spirit Sect has at least caused the overall level of instrument refinement in the Cultivation Realm to drop by a whole level." If Sun Ming were here, he would definitely think this wasn't real, because the violent girl Murong Yunfan in his eyes was actually showing a pained and sorrowful expression.

  "The progress of the times will always have some sacrifices. Why is the Danxiu Alliance so powerful now? It's because they formed an alliance much earlier than us, Qixiu. In today's cultivation world, our Qixiu, which is at a disadvantage in terms of attack power, must unite like the Danxiu Alliance. Otherwise, we will be suppressed by other cultivators. When we have already formed an alliance, the Qilingshan sect still resists us separately. Therefore, their destruction is inevitable. Only in this way can our alliance be truly united. Do you understand, Master?"

  "This I know, but Master, should we as craftsmen allow the refining level of the Xiuzhen realm to drop by a whole level? Is that really what we should be doing?" Mu Rong Yun Luan asked somewhat discontentedly.

  "This question doesn't need to be asked anymore, just knowing a little is enough. In the face of interests, anything can be sacrificed as long as it doesn't harm one's own interests."