War Sovereign Soaring The Heavens

Duan Lingtian raised his head and looked at the master of the powerful spiritual force just now.

This is an old man in a green robe, with a thin figure and face, but his eyes are piercing and shining with a frightening light.

Now, the old man's eyes fell on Duan Lingtian, and his brows were furrowed.

"Master President."

At this time, the beautiful woman came in behind Duan Lingtian, and said respectfully: "This guest said he wanted to find you."

"Find me?"

The green-robed old man frowned slightly, with a displeased expression on his face, and said in a deep voice, "Is it your first day at the Alchemist Guild? Didn't I say a long time ago, don't bring everyone here?"

The beautiful woman smiled wryly.

She was not surprised by the old man's reaction.

"Master President, this guest is quite special."

The beautiful woman added.

"special?"

There was a hint of doubt on the old man's face.

"Master President, this guest..."

As soon as the beautiful woman opened her mouth, she shut her mouth, because she had already seen a blue restless flame ignited in the palm of the young man beside her.

she knows.

At this moment, there is no need for her to introduce.

At this moment, the pupils of the old man shrank suddenly.

His thin face twitched slightly.

"Fourth...fourth-grade weapon fire! You...you are a 'fourth-grade weapon refiner'?"

The old man's voice was mixed with a bit of trembling, trembling, full of shock.

"Didn't the president see it?"

Facing the old man's question, Duan Lingtian looked calm, turned his palms, and annihilated the fire of the fourth-grade weapon in his hand.

Seeing the fourth-grade weapon fire disappear in front of my eyes,

The old man finally came to his senses, took a deep breath, and looked at the beautiful woman, "Go down... don't tell anyone about this 'master'!"

After speaking, the old man increased his tone.

"Yes, my lord."

The beautiful woman didn't dare to hesitate, she quickly responded, turned and left.

For a while, only Duan Lingtian and the old man were left on the scene.

"Luo Rong, the president of the Qinglin Imperial Artifact Refiner's Guild, has met the master."

The old man bowed slightly to salute Duan Lingtian.

In the process of refining tools, those who have mastered them come first.

Although, in terms of age, the young man in front of him could even be his grandson.

But when it comes to refining tools, he is a junior.

"President Luo is polite."

Duan Lingtian smiled lightly, he could understand Luo Rong's mood.

A sixth-rank craftsman, even if he sees a 'fifth-rank craftsman', he will respectfully call him 'Master'.

What's more, he is a 'fourth-grade craftsman' who is even higher than a fifth-grade pharmacist!

Luo Rong stood up with extremely complicated eyes.

"What's the master's name?"

Luo Rong asked respectfully.

"President Luo just call me 'Duan Lingtian'."

Duan Lingtian said slowly.

Duan Lingtian? !

Luo Rong's expression froze, his body trembled, and his voice trembled a little, "You...you...you are that genius disciple 'Duan Lingtian' of the Seven Star Sword Sect?"

"Seven Star Sword Sect?"

Duan Lingtian shook his head and laughed at himself, "Seven Star Sword Sect no longer exists. Now I am at most a disciple of the Dead Sect."

"Are you really that Duan Lingtian?"

With Duan Lingtian's confirmation, Luo Rong was completely dumbfounded.

It never occurred to him.

This fourth-grade master craftsman turned out to be a talented disciple of the Seven Star Sword Sect that has been rumored in recent years.

It is recognized as an existence above the "five princes".

"It seems that the rumors are true... What five princes, there is no way to compare with him!"

Luo Rong secretly sucked in a breath of air.

In his opinion, the five eldest sons and Duan Lingtian are not at the same level at all.

Not to mention Duan Lingtian's monstrous martial arts talent.

Duan Lingtian's talent in crafting made him even more ashamed.

In his life, he has studied the art of refining for decades, but to this day, he is still just a 'sixth-grade refining master'.

He suddenly felt that he had lived on dogs all these years!

"Is 'Duan Lingtian' worth pretending to be?"

Seeing the dull-faced old man, Duan Lingtian was speechless for a while.

Luo Rong was a little embarrassed, and said immediately: "Master, don't blame me, I'm just a little surprised."

"Okay, President Luo... from now on, don't call me a master, just call me 'Duan Lingtian'."

Duan Lingtian waved his hand and said.

"Luo Rong dare not."

Hearing Duan Lingtian's words, Luo Rong was terrified.

As the president of the Qinglin Imperial Medicine Alchemists Association, Luo Rong's "obsession" with refining weapons is unimaginable for ordinary people.

In his eyes, the refining tool is extremely sacred!

A fourth-grade refining master deserves his highest respect.

Seeing Luo Rong's insistence, Duan Lingtian didn't say anything more.

"Master, are you looking for something for me?"

Luo Rong asked.

He believed that a fourth-grade master craftsman, if he was fine, would be unlikely to come to him.

"President Luo, I won't talk nonsense... The main reason I came here today is to ask President Luo for some materials."

Duan Lingtian said straight to the point.

Immediately afterwards, Duan Lingtian reported several materials, all of which are the main materials used to refine the fourth-grade spiritual weapon.

These few kinds of materials are enough to upgrade the fifth-grade spirit sword in his and Little Golden Mouse's hands to 'fourth-grade'... At that time, the strength of him and Little Golden Mouse will be greatly improved.

"These materials... Master, are you going to refine the 'Fourth Grade Spirit Artifact'?"

Luo Rong's eyes brightened, and his breathing became a little short.

"yes."

Duan Lingtian nodded.

"Grandmaster……"

Luo Rong blushed and looked at Duan Lingtian, hesitant to speak.

Duan Lingtian said: "As long as you help me find the few materials I need, when I refine the fourth-grade spiritual weapon, I can let you observe it with your own eyes... Not only that, I can also guide you, let you within a year, Become a 'Fifth Grade Artifact Refiner'!"

Just now, when Luo Rong's powerful spiritual power came, he sensed a faint breath from Luo Rong's spiritual power.

That trace of breath is related to the refiner.

From that trace of aura, he clearly sensed that Luo Rong had already touched the threshold of the 'Fifth Grade Artifact Refiner', but it was only because there was no one to guide him that he was unable to break through.

"Master... Seriously?!"

Luo Rong's breathing became rapid, his chest rose and fell like a bellows, and it took a long time to calm down.

"I'll be back in a month... I hope you'll be ready by then."

Duan Lingtian glanced at Luo Rong, who was inexplicably excited, and turned to leave, leaving Luo Rong with a chic back.

It wasn't until Duan Lingtian's back disappeared before his eyes that Luo Rong's mood gradually calmed down.

After a while, he hurriedly left, ready to go.

He only has one month.

He knew that this was his chance and he should not miss it.

If someone else said that he could become a 'Fifth Grade Artifact Refiner' within a year, he wouldn't believe it even if he was killed.

But Duan Lingtian is different.

Not to mention that Duan Lingtian himself is a 'fourth-grade weapon refiner'.

At Duan Lingtian's age, being able to have such a high attainment in the art of refining is enough for him to believe in Duan Lingtian's words.

Therefore, this month, even if he worked hard, he would still find those materials for Duan Lingtian.

At this time, Duan Lingtian had already left the 'Refining Masters Guild'.

He naturally didn't know Luo Rong's gaffe after he left.

"Squeak~~"

The little golden mouse stood on Duan Lingtian's shoulder and called twice, "Brother Lingtian, in a month's time, can that old man find all the materials you want?"

"Do not worry."

Hearing the sound of the little golden mouse's Yuanli Concentration, Duan Lingtian smiled lightly, not worried at all, "As long as he wants to break through to the 'Fifth Grade Artifact Refiner', he will prepare those materials for me in time... These are his He won't miss this opportunity!"

The little golden mouse nodded, half understanding.

After a while, Duan Lingtian took the little golden mouse into the largest trading market in the center of the imperial city.

As the imperial city of the Qinglin Empire, the largest trading market in the imperial city, the prosperity is beyond Duan Lingtian's imagination.

In the trading bazaar, there was a constant flow of cars and horses.

Duan Lingtian went to several pharmacies, and finally bought most of the medicinal materials, except for the main medicinal material.

"The 'Blue Wave Grass', although not a rare treasure, is extremely rare... Maybe you have to go to a big drugstore to buy it."

Duan Lingtian's heart moved, and he continued to shuttle in the trading market.

Half an hour later, he found the 'big pharmacy' he was looking for.

The size of this large pharmacy is several times larger than that of ordinary small pharmacies, no matter in terms of floor space or floors.

"Guest, what do you need?"

As soon as Duan Lingtian walked into the gate of the pharmacy, a servant greeted him in.

"Do you have 'bibo grass' here?"

Duan Lingtian asked.

When the boy heard Duan Lingtian's words, his eyes lit up, and he further confirmed: "Master, do you need 'Blue Wave Grass'?"

Bibo grass, the main medicinal material needed to refine the 'Congealing Void Pill'.

One blue wave grass is enough to refine a hundred 'Congealing Void Pills'.

And the Congealing Void Pill is a must for the cultivation of the "Void Peeping Realm Warrior", which also leads to the high price of the Bibocao.

Just one blue wave grass is worth ten million taels of gold!

"Well, do you have them in your store?"

Duan Lingtian asked again.

"Guest, you are lucky... There is only one 'Bibo Grass' left in our shop!"

With a bright smile on the boy's face, he took Duan Lingtian and walked upstairs.

He can get a lot of commission for selling a blue wave grass.

Soon, Duan Lingtian followed the boy to the counter on the east side of the second floor of the pharmacy.

"Steward Wang, this guest needs 'Blue Wave Grass'."

The boy said to the old man behind the counter.

Hearing this, the old man raised his head and glanced at Duan Lingtian, "Guest, a blue wave grass needs ten million taels of gold. But I don't know, are you going to pay directly, or let our people go with you to pick it up?"

The reason why the old man said this was because Duan Lingtian was young, and he felt that Duan Lingtian should not have so much money with him.

After all, it is dangerous for young people to bring so much money.

"No, I'll just pay now."

Duan Lingtian shook his head, raised his hand, and prepared to take out the golden ticket.

And at this moment.

"I want this blue wave grass!"

A loud voice came, full of domineering.

Immediately afterwards, a burly figure appeared in front of Duan Lingtian the moment Duan Lingtian frowned and turned his head.