Chapter Thirty-Four: The Art of Forging Imperial Weapons
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Qin Tian pursued him once more, and Jian Wuchen swiftly retreated, unwilling to engage him in a head-on clash.
The battle soon became rather theatrical.
Qin Tian chased while Jian Wuchen fled.
Although Qin Tian could suppress Jian Wuchen by relying on the advantages of his weapon and physical strength, he could not catch him once Jian Wuchen decided to run. The difference in their cultivation realms was simply too great.
In the end, Jian Wuchen felt that he had lost too much face. He turned and fled, with Jian Beichen following close behind.
This time, he had truly lost both his wife and his army. He had failed to obtain the imperial weapon, and his own weapon was practically ruined.
The formation inscribed upon it had been destroyed, leaving two gaping holes. Damage of this extent could only be repaired by reforging the weapon from scratch.
And the cost of reforging it would be enormous.
After Jian Wuchen fled, Qin Tian swung his weapon at King Lanyang.
King Lanyang hastily raised his own weapon to block, but it was cleaved open at once, leaving a deep notch.
Only then did he realize how terrifying Qin Tian was. He quickly widened the distance between them.
“Who are you, exactly?” King Lanyang asked suspiciously.
He was not merely wary of Qin Tian’s strength. He was even more wary of Qin Tian’s identity.
Qin Tian was still young, yet he was already able to wield an imperial weapon.
The power behind someone like that might well be far stronger than the Divine Lan Empire.
The corners of Qin Tian’s lips lifted. He replied indifferently, “Guess.”
“You…” King Lanyang was immediately rendered speechless.
He glanced at the beautiful woman, then at Qin Tian, and could only leave helplessly.
Ding!
[Congratulations! Your disciple has perfectly completed the secret-realm mission. You have been rewarded with the forging method for a supreme imperial weapon. Sign-in rewards have increased by twenty percent.]
In an instant, Qin Tian’s mind filled with a vast amount of knowledge concerning weapon refinement.
However, it would still take him some time to digest it all.
Just as he was examining the knowledge, a voice interrupted him.
“Hello. I am Mu Qingqing’s aunt, Mu Yun.”
Qin Tian turned to look. It was the beautiful woman from earlier, now gazing at him with a smile.
He had developed some goodwill toward her because she had been willing to protect An Miaoling earlier.
Thus, he introduced himself as well. “Hello. I am An Miaoling’s master, Qin Tian.”
At that moment, Mu Qingqing obediently ran over and called out, “Uncle Qin.”
Do I really look that old?
But when Qin Tian remembered that she and Miaoling were friends, he soon let it go.
After chatting for a while, Qin Tian declined Mu Yun’s invitation and took An Miaoling back to Hidden Sword Peak in the carriage.
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Recently, Qin Tian had occasionally fed the Horse Demon King some pills, so its speed had increased considerably.
As they traveled, the Horse Demon King suddenly made a sharp turn.
An Miaoling toppled straight into Qin Tian’s arms, her delicate fragrance filling the air.
Qin Tian naturally placed a hand around her slender waist.
Feeling the heat of his large hand against her waist, An Miaoling’s face instantly flushed crimson. She quickly pulled herself from his embrace.
That lecherous master took advantage of me again!
A while later, the Horse Demon King made another sharp turn. Caught off guard, An Miaoling once again fell into Qin Tian’s arms.
Qin Tian wrapped an arm around her slender waist, then inhaled the fragrance of her hair.
“You’re not as fragrant as you used to be. When we get back, I’ll wash your hair for you.”
An Miaoling shrugged. Unable to bear the ambiguous atmosphere, she immediately sat upright.
But before long, the Horse Demon King did it again.
This time, clever as she was, An Miaoling sensed that something was wrong.
She looked suspiciously at Qin Tian.
Qin Tian, however, had been prepared. He wore a faint smile, with no other expression on his face.
Even so, An Miaoling still noticed.
It was that expression. Every time her master did something mischievous, he wore exactly that expression.
There was nothing she could do about Qin Tian, so she could only threaten the Horse Demon King.
Whoosh!
The Ice Glazed Sword flew out of the carriage and struck the horse across the back.
At the same time, An Miaoling warned, “If you don’t run properly, the next blow won’t be this gentle.”
Qin Tian patted her shoulder. “Why quarrel with a horse?”
An Miaoling’s beautiful eyes narrowed. “Then should I quarrel with you instead?”
“Why do you have so many tricks? Did you often do this sort of thing before?”
“Your master is with you every day. Whether I do such things or not, shouldn’t you know?”
An Miaoling thought about it and realized that he was right. Then she remembered that Qin Tian often read popular romantic novels.
“Do you often read books with titles like The Domineering Sect Master Falls in Love with Me or The Cold Senior Brother’s Beloved Little Maiden?”
Qin Tian’s expression shifted slightly, and he hurriedly said, “How could someone as handsome and radiant as your master read that sort of novel?”
“Heh.”
An Miaoling lightly bit her pearly lip. “Do you think I’ll believe you?”
“Let me tell you, I am an empress. I’m very fierce!”
“Don’t treat me like one of those helpless little women.”
Qin Tian hurriedly nodded, then lay down and rested his head on An Miaoling’s thighs.
He could only satisfy himself with a little indulgence. At least this way, An Miaoling would not resist too strongly.
After a while…
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The two returned to Hidden Sword Peak, and An Miaoling handed Qin Tian the storage ring she had obtained in the secret realm.
When Qin Tian looked inside, he found two lower-grade imperial spirit medicines. There were even more heavenly-grade medicines.
Besides those, there were also various heavenly-grade pills and weapon-refinement materials.
After taking stock, Qin Tian found that the materials were quite abundant. There were even plenty of lower-grade imperial materials.
There was only one mid-grade material.
Qin Tian then refined some pills. He produced ten lower-grade imperial pills, along with even more heavenly-grade pills.
He gave half of them to An Miaoling for cultivation.
He kept two for himself and planned to give three to Bai Xiaoru.
At that moment, Bai Xiaoru was meditating and cultivating on the mountain peak as usual.
It was obvious that she was eager to recover her strength.
Qin Tian walked over to her and took out three lower-grade imperial pills.
“Do you want them?”
Bai Xiaoru sniffed twice. Her spirits immediately lifted as she looked at the pills in Qin Tian’s hand.
They were imperial-grade pills—and there were three of them!
Even when she had been the Imperial Princess, she had never possessed so many imperial-grade pills.
“I want them.”
She reached out to take the pills from Qin Tian’s hand.
Qin Tian withdrew them and said, “Transform back into your human form and let me sleep with my head resting on your tails. Then I’ll give them to you.”
“Sleep with you?” Bai Xiaoru’s face changed. “No! You lecherous rogue! I’m going to tell Little Sister An your true nature.”
“What? How am I being a rogue?”
“I mean, let me rest my head on your tails while I sleep. It was quite comfortable last time,” Qin Tian explained.
Bai Xiaoru’s delicate face flushed slightly. Realizing that she had misunderstood him, she glanced longingly at the pills in Qin Tian’s hand and finally agreed.
She then transformed into her human form, once again becoming the peerlessly beautiful woman dressed in a Star-Moon Glazed Dress.
Seven tails slowly emerged behind her, each one vivid and lifelike.
Qin Tian handed the pills to Bai Xiaoru and immediately lay down, resting his head on her soft, furry tails.
She was still uneasy with Qin Tian using her tails as a pillow, afraid that his curiosity would resurface and that he would once again wonder whether all her tails grew from the same place.
But after checking several times, she discovered that Qin Tian had already fallen asleep, giving off faint snores.
Could my tails have hypnotic properties?
Seeing that Qin Tian was asleep, she finally relaxed and began swallowing the pills, refining their medicinal power.
Although not every imperial-grade pill could help someone advance to the next realm, three imperial-grade pills would certainly be enough to restore her to the Saint Realm in a short time.
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