Chapter 281
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Chapter 281: Zhang Xueling
At this moment, the Master of the Artifact Hall and Xu Fan began discussing the runes on the chains of the golden door.
“Elder Xu, these runes are condensed by the Heavenly Way’s Will. Such an opportunity is rare, and we should observe them carefully,” the old man said.
“Indeed, I’ve long admired these runes, and today I finally get to see them,” Xu Fan replied.
Both Xu Fan and the Master of the Artifact Hall’s eyes lit up with excitement, like four bright light bulbs, as they stared intently at the runes on the chains.
“The arrangement of these runes is beyond what mortals could ever imagine,” the old man marveled.
“Not bad. To achieve this level of strength in lock character runes, one would need to spend a lot of time refining the design,” Xu Fan said, his eyes gleaming with enthusiasm.
“As expected of Elder Xu; truly impressive,” the old man praised.
“You’re no slouch either. That Celestial Script Formation system of yours isn’t something an ordinary master craftsman could handle,” Xu Fan replied.
“Elder Xu has a sharp eye.”
“You’re not lacking either.”
They exchanged glances and burst into laughter.
The bond between them grew stronger instantly, and Xu Fan also gained a deeper understanding of how to communicate with master craftsmen.
Meanwhile, Great Respected Elder Yan felt a bit awkward.
I used up my essence to create this; shouldn’t you at least thank me before examining it?
Just then, Xu Fan took out two pieces of refined spirit iron and handed one to the Master of the Artifact Hall.
“Haha, Elder Xu, you truly understand me,” the old man said, his gaze toward Xu Fan growing even friendlier.
They both summoned their spirit fire and began inscribing runes onto the spirit iron in the hall.
Before long, two precious artifact chains appeared before everyone.
“Brother, take a look and see if there’s anything wrong with this,” the old man said, handing his precious artifact chain to Xu Fan.
“Then please take a look at mine as well, brother,” Xu Fan said.
After they assessed each other’s work, the entire hall was filled with a warm and cheerful atmosphere.
Great Respected Elder Yan watched the two, who were completely engrossed in their conversation, and thought to himself, Is it really this joyful to meet a fellow craftsman?
At that moment, the chains of the golden door loosened, and Li Xingci calmly walked out. He first bowed to Xu Fan and the others, then addressed Great Respected Elder Yan, saying, “Respected Elder, I have passed the test.”
“I know. You’ve kept your word. From now on, I will not interfere in your matters,” Great Respected Elder Yan said expressionlessly before disappearing from the hall.
“Well, that’s a perfect ending. Elder Xu, congratulations! It seems it won’t be long before we can celebrate at your wedding,” the old man said with a smile.
“Absolutely! When the time comes, I hope you’ll be there, brother,” Xu Fan said politely.
“I’ll definitely be there,” the old man replied.
At that moment, Su Rantian turned to Li Xingci and said, “Xingci, I want to go back and accompany Master for a while. Wait for me at the sect.”
“Of course,” Li Xingci nodded.
Su Rantian then vanished from the hall.
Xu Fan, seeing that everything was settled, started to inquire about his own matters.
“Brother, is the divine fire in the Volcano Mountain Range meant for master craftsmen?” Xu Fan asked, a question that had been on his mind.
“Yes! As long as you have spirit stones, you can use it. But since we’ve hit it off like old friends, I’ll give you full access. No need to worry about the cost,” the old man said generously.
“Haha, I’ll definitely be bothering you a lot in the future,” Xu Fan laughed.
“No need for formalities between brothers. That divine fire was left to me by my father, and I can use it however I please,” the old man chuckled.
In less than a day, Xu Fan had gained a Big Brother.
At that moment, the old man smiled at Xu Fan and said, “Now that you’ve seen my collection, when will you show me yours?”
“No problem! You can visit me at the Hidden Spirit Sect anytime; it’s located above the Ten Thousand-Mile Giant Lake in Lin Sen Fairy City.”
“Whenever you invite me, I’ll be there,” Xu Fan said, cupping his hands respectfully.
“Great! I’ll drop by soon,” the old man replied.
“You’re always welcome.”
Xu Fan bid farewell to Li Xingci and the old man, then returned to Lin Sen Fairy City via the teleportation formation.
“Your matters are settled now; all that’s left is to prepare the wedding gifts and finalize your marriage,” Xu Fan said.
“Even though Great Respected Elder Yan is Elder Su’s master, he’s practically like a father to Elder Su.”
“Before Great Respected Elder Yan ascends, you should hold a wedding to put his mind at ease.”
“Understood,” Li Xingci nodded.
At that moment, a person who looked exactly like Li Xingci appeared beside him.
“You need to refine this clone a bit more when you get back.”
“It’s too rough; no wonder Great Respected Elder Yan noticed,” Xu Fan said, shaking his head.
“Understood,” Li Xingci replied.
The two returned to the Hidden Spirit Sect, where Xu Fan sat in the main peak’s dojo and let out a soft sigh.
After accomplishing something significant, he felt the need to rest.
Xu Fan’s gaze seemed to pierce through the earth, reaching the artifact crafting spot of the first clone.
“Clone, Big Brother found you a good Big Brother; you should head over there to craft artifacts. At least the speed will be faster,” Xu Fan calculated, realizing that with the divine fire, the time to create items would be cut in half.
“Grape, was everything normal at the sect while I was gone?” Xu Fan asked, sipping tea.
“Everything’s as usual, but the winner of today’s Battle Royale is now Lei Xin.”
“Also, Zhang Xueling will emerge from the Mystical World in three days.”
“Zhang Xueling? I almost forgot he was coming out soon,” Xu Fan recalled.
“How has he been performing in the Mystical World?” Xu Fan asked curiously, wondering about this steadfast disciple.
“He’s been deeply immersed in comprehending the path of disaster, maintaining a stable state throughout these years in the illusion. His heart is as unshakable as a mountain; nothing can disturb Zhang Xueling’s determination to follow the path.”
Grape’s assessment surprised Xu Fan. He projected a scene of Zhang Xueling in the Mystical World.
He saw Zhang Xueling diligently studying a swordsmanship technique, his expression calm and steady, sitting cross-legged like an old monk in meditation.
“If only his talent were a bit better, it’s a shame. I’ll do what I can to help; I want to see how far he can go,” Xu Fan sighed.
This disciple’s determination to follow the path was the strongest Xu Fan had ever seen. Even Xu Gang, who trained diligently, would sometimes space out after long periods of cultivation.
Xu Fan quickly reviewed Zhang Xueling’s experiences over the past twenty years, noting that this disciple had spent his time entirely on comprehending techniques and the path, his eyes filled only with the joy of understanding, without any sign of fatigue or impatience for over two decades.
“After Zhang Xueling emerges, have him come see me,” Xu Fan instructed.
“Understood.”
“How are the disciples who went out exploring?”
“Everything’s going smoothly, except for a little incident with Xiong Li,” Grape replied.
“What happened? Did Zhuang Ling attack him?”
“Not exactly; Xiong Li almost killed Zhuang Ling once and is now being pursued by the Joyful Union Sacred Land.”
