C110 Ready to Go

After Zuo Feng had finished refining those white metal hemispheres, he had a feeling that this Dao of Refining was definitely much easier and simpler than alchemy.

However, what had happened later on had completely shattered his previous thoughts. It was definitely an illusion. He now truly understood why the best artifacts were so expensive.

"Bang!"

A muffled explosion could be heard from outside of Zuo Feng's courtyard. In the face of this sudden explosion, it was no longer as eye-catching as it was before. Zuo Feng raised his head and looked at the ball of fire and the smoke rising in front of him, as well as the new hole in the yard. He couldn't help but shake his head.

His gaze inadvertently returned to the small cauldron in front of him. This cauldron was no longer the small cauldron that he had bought back then. The small cauldron that he had previously bought had been destroyed the first time he had fused the Flame Crystal with the metallic sphere. If it wasn't for Zuo Feng's quick reaction and the fact that he scrambled out of the room before the explosion, he probably wouldn't have had to worry about that turret trial anymore.

He had lost a total of two cauldrons, thus he had made some progress in fusing them. This was because after that, the cauldron was no longer destroyed, but seven to eight holes appeared in the courtyard. Although he was able to throw out the half finished product of the Flame Crystal Fire Thunder in time before the smelting process became unstable, he was still unable to complete a single Flame Crystal Fire Thunder until now.

He frowned deeply as he stared at the cauldron in front of him. He started thinking about all the problems Zuo Feng had with crafting. Due to the high temperature, the metal hemisphere's fusion with the flame crystals would become extremely unstable. At this moment, the subtle control of spiritual energy over the flame would become extremely crucial. Even the slightest deviation would cause the entire flame lightning to enter its activation state.

If he could not solve this problem, then his plan to create the Fire Crystal Thunder would be completely ruined. However, the flame control required continuous experience. What Zuo Feng lacked the most right now was time. He only had a little more than a month to start the training.

Zuo Feng stood up instinctively and walked out of the house anxiously. Looking at the small craters on the ground, he still remembered the shocked expressions on the faces of Zuo Hou and the others when they came to see him after the last few explosions. Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew across the courtyard. Feeling the faint coolness, Zuo Feng also remembered that it was autumn.

They had already been in Yan City for more than three months. Thinking back to all the things that had happened during this period of time, Zuo Feng couldn't help but sigh. If he did not have a friend to help him, if he did not encounter the 'Mirage', if it was not …

"Hmm?"

When Zuo Feng recalled the illusions, he couldn't help but frown as if he had forgotten something. Zuo Feng's face revealed an expression of joy as he thought about it. He then extended his psychokinesis toward his palm, and a small, sparkling jade bottle appeared in his palm.

Feeling the slight chill in his palm, he realized that he had only used the "Frigid Ice Mist" that the illusion had given him once to kill the Great Elder. There should still be a lot of cold energy remaining inside. Since the temperature of the forging process was too high, this little thing should be able to solve this problem. At the very least, it would be able to alleviate the temperature.

With a face full of joy, Zuo Feng returned to the room once again. Five days had passed after he closed the door and opened it again. When Zuo Feng walked out of the room again, although his face was full of fatigue, he couldn't hide the joy in his eyes.

After a simple comb and changing into clean clothes, Zuo Feng gave himself a few changes before leaving the Yan City.

Outside of Yan City was a vast plain. The left wind didn't stop as it crossed the plain and entered the forest. He carefully observed his surroundings to make sure he was not being followed. Then, he stopped in a clearing in the forest.

After standing still, Zuo Feng carefully took out a silver metal ball from his pocket. The size of the sphere and the size of the infant's fist were slightly smaller, and there were small holes and faint cracks on the surface. Zuo Feng looked at these cracks and sighed helplessly.

He thought of a way to temporarily ease the instability of forging fire thunder and lightning by using the "Frigid Icy Mist" to cool down the fire thunder rapidly, allowing it to forcefully enter a stable state when the flame was not under control. This method was really as Zuo Feng had guessed, it could avoid the unstable situation of the smelting process.

However, after the actual operation, Zuo Feng discovered another flaw. When it was mixed with high temperatures, suddenly pouring that extremely cold air onto it would actually cause the metal on the surface of the fire lightning to have irregular cracks.

He sighed helplessly. With Zuo Feng's current level of artifact forging, it was already not easy for him to create this Flame Crystal Fire Thunder. Even though there were a few loose threads on the surface, it was barely a success. Because he didn't want to continue destroying the ground in the courtyard, Zuo Feng wanted to test if this item was useful.

With a thought, a strand of spiritual energy entered his hand into the flame lightning. In the blink of an eye, the temperature of the flame thunder in his hand rose rapidly. Facing the unstable character of the Fire Thunder, the experienced Zuo Feng did not dare to hesitate and quickly threw it into the distance.

Zuo Feng had long since noticed a small tree that was as thick as a forearm. The flame thunder rolled a few times before smashing into the bottom of the small tree. Following that, wisps of hot air rose from the silver-white surface of the fire lightning. The sphere also began to slightly deform. This sort of transformation happened in an instant, and following after, a flash of fire appeared.

"Boom!"

A dull explosion sounded out, and the flames were accompanied by pieces of silver-white fragments that shot out in all directions. Zuo Feng squinted as he tried to determine the range and power of the explosion. When the firelight dimmed a little, Zuo Feng walked towards the small tree.

"It doesn't seem to be that powerful."

Zuo Feng muttered to himself as he compared the explosive power of the thunder and lightning in the courtyard. The bottom of the small tree was charred but did not break. The explosion had only blown a hole in the bottom of the small tree. It was obvious that the cracks on the bottom had weakened the explosion.

However, when Zuo Feng observed it again, he was pleasantly surprised. There were tiny cuts on the surface of the small tree, and a few silver-white fragments were deeply embedded into the tree trunk. Zuo Feng turned his head to look around and found that the trees within twenty feet of him had traces of being sliced into pieces.

Zuo Feng's originally unhappy face finally revealed a trace of a smile. He then took out a flame thunder from his bosom and looked at a small tree in the distance.

"..."

Before the city gate closed, a thin and weak figure wrapped in a black robe entered Yan City amidst the hurried stream of people. The black-robed youth had a large hat on his head, and there was even a hint of happiness in his eyes. After taking seven turns and eight detours, the youth disappeared outside a house.

This young man was Zuo Feng, who had just returned from outside the city. The power of this fire thunder was much weaker than what Ning Xiao had described, but its destructive power had barely reached his requirement.

Over the next few days, Zuo Feng became even busier. He divided the time of one day into four hours of alchemy and four hours of artifact forging. Other than resting, he spent the rest of his time on adapting to the damned "prison" in his left hand. After all, the current Zuo Feng was not even able to display half of his usual fighting strength due to the "prison".

Time slowly passed. During this time, Zuo Feng also found time to head to the other side of the house to visit the "Zuo Yun Trading Company". He wasn't too concerned about the business of the Exchange Hall, he just handed over a few dozen bags of "Body Tempering Powder" that he had just finished to Zuo Hou. When they heard the name and effects of the medicinal powder, the group of youths were naturally overjoyed.

After all, the people that lived in the mountains had never tried to use medicinal powder to strengthen their body. Zuo Feng also casually made a turn, then returned to his own courtyard and entered a semi-secluded state.

In the blink of an eye, the deadline of March approached. That morning, just as Zuo Feng was about to go out and familiarize himself with the "Prison Lock" in his hand, he heard a dull knocking sound on his door.

A puzzled Zuo Feng vigilantly approached the entrance of the courtyard. During this period of time, he had been on guard against any tricks that Commander Zhang Yu's residence might have up their sleeves against him. However, since his return, the Residence of Commander Zhang Yu had become abnormally quiet. Even the people whom he had sent to monitor had retreated.

He walked to the door and peeped through the crack in the door. Although he only saw a little, Zuo Feng immediately relaxed and smiled as he opened the door.

"Uncle Tian, why are you so free today? Are you here to visit me?"

Uncle Tian smiled bitterly and said, "How am I free? You brat, I don't know what you're busy with. I didn't see you around a few times." The reason I came to find you was naturally for the Rotor Tower's trial. "

When Zuo Feng heard the old man say this, he was slightly stunned before saying with doubt, "Isn't there still three more days before the turret trial begins?"

Uncle Tian looked at Zuo Feng snappily, and then said with a bit of embarrassment: "My Young Noble Zuo Feng, do you really think that the Rotary Tower Trial is in Yan City? It will take us at least two days to get there from Yan City.

Hearing this, Zuo Feng scratched his head in embarrassment. Back then, he didn't ask about this Revolving Tower smelting trial in detail, so he never thought about leaving earlier. He looked a little embarrassed like Uncle Tian as he grimaced in pain and said with a smile.

"Then wait here for me for a moment. I'll go and make some preparations, then I'll immediately leave with you."

After saying that, Zuo Feng turned around and headed to his small room. Uncle Tian stood at the door and looked into the yard.

When Zuo Feng walked out of his room, he saw his uncle's stunned expression. Following his gaze, Zuo Feng looked into the courtyard and spoke with some embarrassment, "I've been trying to make a batch of medicinal powder, but I didn't manage to master it well and ended up with what I am now."

Uncle Tian's eyes flashed a few times before he meaningfully looked at Zuo Feng. This youth gave him a more and more mysterious feeling. At the same time, he also felt that inviting him to participate in this trial was definitely a wise decision.