Immortal Disaster Chapter 10 -

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Feng Kun and Situ Junzhi looked at Wang Zhen with eager eyes. They were surrounded by many low level rogue cultivators with three levels inside and three levels outside.

All of the rogue cultivators took out low quality magic tools that were covered in cracks and had already been cut in half. They raised their heads and charged into the crowd. They called out "master" to help me repair the magic tools.

Actually.

It was no wonder that rogue cultivators were a group of powerhouses in the cultivation world that did not belong to any sect or sect. They only had the chance to enter the cultivation world by gaining immortal fates.

When he chanced upon a low-grade magic tool, he also obtained a precious treasure. However, the path of cultivation was often accompanied by slaughter.

How could a rogue cultivator not have damaged his low-grade magic tool? If it was damaged, he would have to pay at least a hundred low grade immortal stones to have it again. Generally speaking, rogue cultivators wouldn't be able to afford such a large sum of money.

Thus, it only cost a dozen or so low grade immortal stones. When the Inferior Grade Magic Treasures, which could cause one to be on the verge of being reborn, were reborn, the wandering cultivators went crazy.

Feng Kun and Situ Jun looked at each other and revealed a wry smile. "Third brother, it seems that after what happened with Big Brother, his temperament has advanced by leaps and bounds. Even his art of smelting has improved greatly."

"Yeah." Situ Jun sighed and said, "In the past, although Eldest Senior Brother was our Eldest Senior Brother in name, his mastery over the art of smelting and cultivation wasn't much better than mine. But now, with eldest senior brother striving to become stronger, his skill in the art of smelting has advanced by leaps and bounds. "

"Looks like we'll have to closely follow eldest senior brother's footsteps and test our own skill in the art of smelting."

Feng Kun and Situ Jun looked at each other and quickly ran toward Wang Zhen, who was still trapped in the encirclement.

At this moment, Wang Zhen was surrounded by a group of low level rogue cultivators. Everyone was holding a low-grade magic tool that was full of cracks and was unwilling to part with it. They shouted that they would help me repair the magic tool shop.

Seeing such a situation, Wang Zhen was also stunned. After staring blankly for a while, he finally came back to his senses. With so much activity, it would most likely attract even more low-level cultivators to the Third Ring of Wu Tan City.

"Fellow Daoists, don't be impatient!"

Wang Zhen had no choice but to put aside all opinions as he stood up and loudly said, "Fellow Daoists, please calm down. If you want me to help you repair your magic tools, you must at least give me enough space."

"Since you guys are so noisy, it is very possible that you disturbed my mind. If I'm not careful enough, it is possible that I could successfully repair a magical equipment and destroy it for no reason. Then, you can only blame your bad luck."

At this time, Feng Kun and Situ Jun let out a loud roar and rushed into the encirclement, protecting Wang Zhen's left and right side.

"Everyone, quiet!"

Only with Feng Kun and Situ Junzhi, the three layers of rogue cultivators, and three layers of rogue cultivators did things become a bit quieter.

Wang Zhen could not help but wipe the cold sweat on his forehead as he looked around at the surrounding crowd.

"Fellow Daoists, please calm down." Anyone who has a broken lower tier magic tool in their hand will be able to tell you that these broken lower tier magic tools have been completely destroyed. There is no possibility of repair and there is no need to do so. "

Those who possess cracks want to find me to repair my artifact. Prepare your artifact and twenty low-grade immortal stones. Line up and don't make any noise.

"Otherwise, you all will have to pray for yourselves."

After calming the crowd, the rogue cultivators all calmed down. Wang Zhen, Feng Kun, and Situ Jun also felt immense pressure when they faced so many rogue cultivators at the same time.

The previously distressed cultivator at the seventh level of Qi Cultivator and Da Mang both volunteered to be Wang Zhen's protectors, repaying him for the great kindness of using his two repair magic items.

"Master, this Crimson Nimbus Flying Sword is a low-grade magic tool. After following me for over thirty years, the sword's body has already been covered with countless cracks. I wonder if I'll be able to successfully repair it?"

A cultivator at the ninth layer of Qi Cultivating Stage was holding a foot long sword with countless spider web-like cracks on its blade. He was looking forward to seeing Wang Zhen with an apprehensive expression.

"Fellow cultivator, as I said before, I can only do my best to repair all of the instruments. I can't guarantee that I can repair all of them." Just like those broken magic tools, I am just powerless and have no need to repair them. "

"So, if you trust me, then I will do my best to repair Fellow Daoist's magic item." Wang Zhen was just like before, he did not slow down his words from the beginning and did not give himself any leeway.

"Master, I believe in you. Please repair it."

This cultivator endured the pain as he took out 20 low grade immortal stones along with his scarlet flying sword and passed them to Wang Zhen. After all, if they didn't repair it today, the village would be destroyed and the scarlet flying knife would become a pile of trash.

"Alright, please wait a moment!"

With the experience from before, Wang Zhen was already familiar with it. He controlled the scarlet flying knife to hover in front of him.

With a flick of his mind, the essence system screen appeared in front of him again. Wang Zhen placed the scarlet flying knife in the equipment slot and waited for the seconds to pass.

"Essence failed, so the level of the equipment won't change."

"Essence of success!"

"Essence failed, so the level of the equipment won't change."

"Essence of success!"

"Fellow Daoist, fortunately you didn't fail your mission!"

The scarlet flying knife that was covered in cracks and had lost all the light of fire was now. Once again, his incomparable glory bloomed.

Wang Zhen handed over the red flying sword that he had already succeeded in increasing its purity by + 2.

"Oh god, my Chi Xiao finally saw the light again." The cultivators holding the scarlet flying swords were in the air as they occasionally let out exclamations of praise. "Grand master, you truly are worthy of being called a great master of the art of smelting. Your future accomplishments will definitely be limitless."

"Thank you!"

Wang Zhen felt embarrassed. Looking at the cultivator with the scarlet flying sword, he felt his face burning as he praised him by saying that he was a master. However, in his heart, he was elated and enjoyed himself.

"Next."

"Master, this Azure Dragon Battle Blade of mine is much less damaged than that Fellow Daoist's Crimson Nimbus. It should be able to repair it successfully, right?"

"Fellow Daoist, as I said, we can only do our best. We can't guarantee that all of the repairs will succeed." Wang Zhen still retained the appropriate amount of leeway. However, this cultivator evidently believed that Wang Zhen was only being modest. He said, "Master, I believe in you. I'll leave it to you."

"Do your best!"

Wang Zhen was already familiar with the process. He received the Azure Dragon Battle Blade and the 20 low grade immortal stones from the other party before starting his work once again.

"Essence of success!"

"Essence failed, so the level of the equipment won't change."

"Essence failed. The level of the essence equipment dropped to beginner level."

"Essence of success!"

Wang Zhen let out a light breath and pretended to be as if he had been relieved of a heavy burden. He handed over the Azure Dragon War Blade with the success rate of + 2 and said, "Fortunately, I didn't fail you!"

"Master, I am using my Great Black Mountain Magic Tool. Please repair it for me."

"Master, this Clear Wind Sword of yours has been with me for more than twenty years. Please do me a favor and help me."

"Master!"

All of a sudden, Wang Zhen was extremely busy.

Of course, this was just an indication of how good his act was. He did not know how easy it would be, but he started to imagine that if he had enough spirit stones, he would be able to exchange for some small Pei-Yuan pills to increase his strength.

It was guaranteed that ten years later, he would be able to use his refining skills to defeat Cheng Feng and raise the prestige of the Sky Fire Peak in one fell swoop.