C99 Flame rod (2/2)

”Refining and refining medicine both value the True Fire that one cultivates. I haven't practiced the divine pill techniques like Little Yang and I don't have any similar 'True Flames', so the requirements for the crafting of my magic tools are very high. These six artifact cauldrons cost me two hundred thousand silvers, which can help me make up for my lack of practice of the 'True Fire'. I hope it can bring me some surprises. ”

Meng Yu followed the steps and main points written in the《 Complete Record of Refining》 and activated the cauldron, then he placed the materials into the cauldron one by one.

The youth's face was filled with melancholy as the cauldron began to glow with a blue light and burn fiercely.

Meng Yu released his Spiritual Consciousness to feel and control the cauldron fire inside.

A quarter of an hour later.

”Bang …”

A loud noise came out from Meng Yu's cave.

The cauldron exploded! The entire cave was shaking violently. Everything in the training room was shattered!

All of Meng Yu's clothes had exploded, his body was stained with blood, and his entire body was in a terrible state like scorched charcoal.

The earth-shaking explosion caused a few nearby core disciples who were cultivating in their own caves to temporarily stop cultivating. They thought that there was an enemy invading, so they quickly came out to check.

After a long while, they finally realised that there was a thick smoke coming from Meng Yu's cave.

Meng Yu laughed bitterly as he looked at the pile of charred charcoal on the ground.

He did not expect the furnace to explode. Smiling bitterly, he said, ”Just because I lost control by a little bit, I blew it up. Thirty thousand taels of silver exploded just like that.”

He had to start over again.

About a quarter of an hour later.

Another loud bang sounded out in Meng Yu's cave.

This time, the other core disciples didn't come out to watch.

Meng Yu shook his head. At the same time that he felt that it was not easy to refine the equipment, he also put the new materials into the furnace.

Bang Bang Bang...

Another two or three consecutive explosions occurred. The materials and cauldron that had exploded, over two hundred thousand silver taels turned into nothing. This made Meng Yu's heart bleed.

Finally for the last time, Meng Yu succeeded!

He looked at the Common Lower Grade ”treasured sword” in his hand, which was not easy to refine, with a strange expression on his face.

He forced a smile and breathed out a mouthful of smoke.

Was this the sword that he had painstakingly forged?

One could see that the sword's body was circular and curved. The surface of the sword was uneven. Rather than calling it a sword, it would be more accurate to call it a poker with fire burning on it.

Ugly, ugly, ugly!

Heavens! How talented was he to spend so much silver to create such a wondrous' treasured sword '?

Meng Yu felt deep helplessness.

”So ugly.”

Meng Yu finally understood why it was so difficult to cultivate an artificer.

This is all done with money, okay?

He had no idea how many materials a first rank artificer had refined, nor did he know how much resources he had used up from his own force.

It was no wonder that many small forces could not even have a single level one weapons craftsman.

Just as he was looking at the sword, someone knocked on the door of the cave.

Meng Yu looked at his charred body, then quickly poured water on his head to wash it before putting on his clothes and going to the door.

Five or six of his fellow sect members were standing outside the door, looking like they had collapsed. Their faces were filled with rage.

”Junior brother, what are you doing?”