165: Chapter 165: Can Refining Weapons Extract Fragments of the Divine Soul?

A long, long time passed.

Mo Zixing finally brought Su Li, who was unable to move, back from the roof and gently placed her on the bed.

Looking at her peaceful sleeping face.

Mo Zixing gently covered her with the quilt that had fallen to the side, then exited the room and closed the door.

Although it took quite a while, he had finally helped Su Li reach the eighth layer of the Crystallization Stage.

If she worked hard for a while longer, she could probably prepare to attempt a Golden Core Breakthrough.

Mo Zixing walked down the corridor and let out a long sigh.

They say that a short separation is better than a new marriage, and it was true.

Although they had only been separated for a few days, even Su Li, who was at the Crystallization Stage, could make such demands.

He shook his head, pulling himself out of the alluring images in his mind.

The Charm Bone trait was simply too powerful.

...

On the other side.

In Jiang Yuwei's room.

She placed her sword on the table and gently brushed over the cold blade.

This sword was one that Senior Brother Mo had bought for her when she first entered the Sect.

Although it was just an ordinary weapon, it couldn't compare to the Magical Artifact belonging to Elder Su.

But having accompanied her for all this time, she had long since developed feelings for it.

Jiang Yuwei took a deep breath and sat cross-legged on her bed.

She closed her eyes and began to circulate her Cultivation Technique to stabilize her spiritual power as usual.

The only sound in the room was her steady breathing.

Who knows how much time passed.

With a creak, the door was suddenly pushed open.

"Who is it?"

Jiang Yuwei reacted instantly, flipping her wrist, and the sword unsheathed in response.

Judging by her Aura, she looked just like a bristling little spirit lion.

But before her gaze could fully turn, her nose caught a familiar scent.

It was the unique scent of Mo Zixing.

"Senior Brother?"

The sword in Jiang Yuwei's hand was immediately retracted.

Her previously tense body relaxed all at once, transforming from a vigilant little spirit lion into a well-behaved little spirit cat.

She was just about to go over and hug Mo Zixing's arm when she caught another faint fragrance.

It was Su Li's scent.

"Hmph, so you finally remembered that you still have this Junior Sister of yours?"

Jiang Yuwei's footsteps came to an abrupt halt, her little mouth pouting as she stood with her hands on her hips, looking angry:

"You left me aside all day just to be with Elder Su, and you didn't even pay attention to me."

"Cough, has it been that long?"

Mo Zixing coughed dryly, feeling a bit embarrassed.

It seemed he really had left her aside for the whole day.

He stepped forward, reached out to pull his angry Junior Sister into his arms, and gently rubbed her soft hair:

"Alright, alright, don't be angry. It's Senior Brother's fault; I shouldn't have left you alone."

Jiang Yuwei hummed twice, not pushing him away, but burying her face in his chest and saying muffledly:

"I won't forgive you that easily."

Despite her tough words, her fingers unconsciously grabbed the corner of Mo Zixing's clothes and gave them a gentle tug.

Mo Zixing couldn't help but laugh, hugging his sulking Junior Sister tighter.

His gaze inadvertently swept across the table, landing on the sword that lay quietly there.

It was the ordinary sword he had taken her to buy when Jiang Yuwei first joined the Sect all those years ago.

Time had passed since then.

The scabbard had been polished until it shone, and while there were a few faint signs of wear on the edges, they had been carefully repaired, keeping it neat and tidy.

The blade was also extremely well-maintained, flashing with a cold light.

It was clear that Jiang Yuwei wiped it down carefully every day, treating it like a precious treasure.

But no matter how much she cherished it, it was still just an ordinary Magical Artifact without any grade.

For Jiang Yuwei, who had already reached the Crystallization Stage, it could no longer keep up with her cultivation.

"Yuwei."

Mo Zixing let her go and pointed to the sword on the table, saying:

"This sword has been with you for so long, it's time to replace it."

"In a while, Senior Brother will take you to the Sect's Artifact Refining peak and forge a spirit sword exclusively for you, how about that?"

"Really?"

Jiang Yuwei immediately raised her head, and her previous little bit of resentment was swept away.

"Of course it's true."

Mo Zixing nodded and reached out to gently flick her little nose:

"Your Senior Brother always keeps his word."

"Yay, thank you, Senior Brother!"

Jiang Yuwei excitedly planted a kiss on his cheek:

"Then I'll hang this sword on the wall as a keepsake."

"Okay."

Seeing her happy appearance, Mo Zixing also smiled.

Just then.

A flash of inspiration struck his mind.

Artifact Refining!

That's right, how could he have forgotten about the peak in the Sect responsible for Artifact Refining!

The soul-devouring sword was a demonic weapon forged by that so-called Genius female demonic cultivator using her own heart's essence blood mixed with soul bones.

Her Divine Soul fragments had been fused into every texture of the sword's body during the forging process.

Since it was fused during forging.

Then is there a way...

Is there a way to try and refine or strip out the Divine Soul fragments inside using Acquired Artifact Refining techniques?

The Elder in charge of the Artifact Refining peak has been immersed in this craft for so many years, surely he must have seen countless strange Magical Artifacts.

Perhaps he really might know some method.

Even if it's just some clues, it's worth a try; it's better than blindly guessing without knowing anything.

Besides, he didn't need to actually take out the soul-devouring sword; he could just come up with an excuse to ask.

If he could really resolve the hidden dangers of the soul-devouring sword.

Then he could turn this demonic weapon into a Divine Artifact that truly belonged to him.

Thinking of this, Mo Zixing's eyes became firm.

He would go to the Artifact Refining peak first thing tomorrow morning.