Chapter 407
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Chapter 407: Chief Artifact Master of the Nine Phoenix Dynasty
On Satellite Island of the Hidden Spirit Sect, Xu Fan was observing an armadillo.
“Did you grasp the concepts I just explained to you?” Xu Fan asked the armadillo.
“Yes, master,” the armadillo replied, visibly excited. Xu Fan had just tasked him with stirring up some trouble in the demon race.
“Wait a bit longer; I’ll craft a few protective artifacts for you to ensure you won’t be captured by a beast king in the demon race,” Xu Fan said.
“Thank you, master,” the armadillo responded.
To him, returning to the demon race to unite the weaker clans and form a force to resist being enslaved by the larger clans seemed like a straightforward task.
The artifacts Xu Fan was preparing were the real game-changer.
“For now, rest up. In a few months, I’ll arrange for you to go to the demon race,” Xu Fan said. He had scouted the demon race members in the sect, and this armadillo was the most suitable candidate.
The armadillo clan was a small, fragmented group in the demon race, lacking any strong sense of loyalty, and their cultivation level was just right. Xu Fan didn’t hesitate to choose him.
“Thank you for your care, master.” The armadillo suddenly felt a pang of reluctance. His time in the Hidden Spirit Sect had been the most peaceful and stable period of his life.
With abundant spiritual energy, no need to fight daily, and the little monkey already trained to serve him, the armadillo was somewhat hesitant to leave.
“Focus on the task I’ve given you. The Hidden Spirit Sect will always have a place for you.”
“When you reach the Overcoming Tribulations stage, return, and I’ll help you with your lightning tribulation,” Xu Fan promised.
The armadillo didn’t speak but instead performed the highest gesture of respect from his clan toward Xu Fan.
“This is a unique salute from the armadillo clan, signifying their willingness to sacrifice everything for your mission,” Grape’s voice whispered in Xu Fan’s ear.
“Rise,” Xu Fan said, then left Satellite Island.
Meanwhile, in the underground space, the big weapon was halfway through its creation.
“Body, are you here to help?” the second clone asked sarcastically, as Xu Fan had a habit of showing up to meddle.
“No, I just came to check on the progress. Two beast kings from the Four Beast Clans have already arrived. Time is running short for the brothers,” Xu Fan replied.
“As a master craftsman, surely you can see that we’re already working at maximum speed,” the second clone said, rolling his eyes at Xu Fan.
At that moment, the four of them were crafting the most critical part of the railgun: the barrel.
They were using rare spirit ores like Extreme Lightning Stone and ten-thousand-year Dark Iron for the process.
Xu Fan watched the Iron Mischief Monkey master engraving celestial script and said, “You’re doing great.”
The Iron Mischief Monkey gave Xu Fan a brief, dismissive glance, signaling that he shouldn’t be disturbed during the crafting process.
“Ha ha, I just came to check on the progress. I’ll leave now,” Xu Fan said, feeling a bit awkward as he remembered that the other artifact masters couldn’t be distracted while working.
The four artifact masters exchanged a quick glance before resuming their work.
………..
On Nine Phoenix Island, the capital of the Nine Phoenix Dynasty,
After her morning meeting, Feng Chang Ning transformed into an ordinary woman and visited a wealthy household in the capital.
As soon as she entered, a maid led her to a courtyard where a five-year-old little boy was assembling a tool puppet.
“Empress, you’ve arrived,” the little boy said, smiling as he looked up at her.
"Well, I came to see you," Feng Chang Ning said with a smile.
To achieve great things, one must have helpers with good fortune. When she rose in that small world, countless capable ministers and generals assisted her.
Now, as she sought to establish a celestial dynasty, the first great being appeared.
“What do you think of this puppet?” Feng Chang Ning asked.
“It’s incredible! The creator of this puppet is truly remarkable.”
“The puppet’s structure, the alloy spirit ore, its durability, and the internal core’s formation are all in perfect condition; there’s no room for improvement,” the little boy said, a glimmer of spiritual light flashing in his eyes.
“Even if I were to craft this kind of puppet, I could only reach this level at best; the core formation’s use of spiritual energy has already reached its limit.”
“I didn’t expect your assessment to be so high,” Feng Chang Ning replied.
Meeting this great being was prompted by a feeling Feng Chang Ning had in her dreams, combined with the fact that the little boy’s parents were suffering from a terminal illness that could only be cured with Merit and Fortune.
Over time, the two became familiar with each other. Based on Feng Chang Ning’s intuition and the sensations from her dreams, she suspected that the little boy before her might be the reincarnation of an artifact great master.
“The artifact master who made this puppet must at least have the potential of an artifact great master,” the little boy said in a mature tone.
“Becoming an artifact great master is likely just a matter of time for that person,” Feng Chang Ning replied.
At that moment, the little boy took out the puppet core and began modifying the formation on it.
“I already understand your intentions. I’m still in the Qi Training Stage and can’t craft treasures, let alone artifacts.”
“I can’t help you train an artifact master, but it can,” the little boy said, pointing to Little Spirit, who was fluttering near Feng Chang Ning.
Just then, Little Spirit trembled slightly as it flew into the little boy’s hand.
In Little Spirit’s eyes, the little boy seemed like a demon king ruling the world, and she, a tiny ant, dared not resist in the slightest.
“I can create a system suitable for training artifact masters in this middle thousand world. In the future, we’ll just need to find children with a talent for artifact crafting.”
“Eventually, it will evolve into a virtual small world dedicated to training artifact masters,” the little boy explained.
“Thank you,” Feng Chang Ning said gratefully.
“It’s nothing, just a small trick. In the future, when I grow up, I’ll assist you, the empress,” the little boy said with a smile.
Having been given a second chance at life, he felt there was no point in following the same old path. This time, he aimed to use Merit to achieve immortality, and with the Heavenly Way’s will watching over him, those tasks would never fall upon him again.
Feng Chang Ning’s eyes lit up; she hadn’t even thought to ask, and yet the little boy had brought it up himself.
“So, this master is willing to help me?” Feng Chang Ning asked, surprised.
“Of course! Otherwise, how could I accomplish merit to become an immortal? But I have one condition for helping you establish the celestial dynasty,” the little boy replied.
“What condition?” Feng Chang Ning wondered if he wanted a share of her Merit and Fortune.
“Appoint me as the Chief Artifact Master of the Nine Phoenix Dynasty; this title will always belong to me.”
“And in the future, besides the existing spiritual boat puppets and those things in the sky, I’ll oversee the crafting of all treasures in the country,” the little boy continued.
“Well…” Feng Chang Ning hesitated. Wouldn’t it be a loss if she had to give up half of her Merit and Fortune for all those things?
“Those items are just leftover scraps from others. In the future, I’ll craft even better ones for you,” the little boy said confidently, gesturing as if to dismiss the idea of large-scale intelligent crafting; no one could surpass him.
“If there are difficulties, you only need to provide the spirit ore for crafting these items,” the little boy added.
“Alright,” Feng Chang Ning agreed.
