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Cultivation Starts from Farming-Chapter 380 - 230: Forging the Sword Array, Demon Cultivators Invade
In an instant, the already scorching flames suddenly surged wildly, purple flames like a raging beast, fiercely licking the surrounding air.
Enveloped by the flames, three emerald green wooden swords slowly took shape amidst this fiery torrent.
On the emerald green blades, a sharp and fierce aura instantly spread out.
Next, Xu Ping methodically continued to toss various auxiliary materials into the flames.
These auxiliary materials came in various forms, some resembling crystal-clear gems, others resembling shimmering metal fragments.
Time passed slowly.
Under the relentless hammering of the flames, three initially embryonic sword embryos gradually emerged in the fire.
"Rise!"
Xu Ping changed his spell, accompanied by a gentle exclamation.
Clang, clang, clang!
At this moment, within the flames, the three top-grade wooden swords emitted a clear and crisp sound.
The three wooden swords broke free from the constraints of the fire, their blades radiating a soft yet dazzling emerald green light.
"Extinguish!"
A moment later, Xu Ping pinched a magic technique, and the demon fire gradually extinguished, the temperature within the artifact refining room also steadily decreasing.
With the disappearance of the flames, the three emerald green wooden swords were immediately suspended in front of Xu Ping.
"The first step of refining is a success!"
The corners of Xu Ping’s mouth subconsciously curved into a contented arc.
Though top-grade magic swords were no longer impressive to him now.
But these seventy-two top-grade wooden swords were crucial to forming his sword array!
Next, he just needed to quench these top-grade magic swords with Geng Metal, and they could all be upgraded to artifact embryos.
Even though a sword array composed of seventy-two artifact embryos would surely be weaker than a complete sword array made of magical treasures.
However, with his current Sword Dao realm, he could still make up for the difference.
In this way, the power unleashed by this sword array would certainly be much stronger than that of a typical middle stage Golden Core cultivator.
If combined with his talisman array, then even against a regular middle stage Golden Core cultivator, Xu Ping had full confidence to hold his ground, possibly even gaining the upper hand.
However, although anticipation filled Xu Ping’s heart, he did not let excitement cloud his judgment or rashly proceed with the next step.
After all, the process of quenching seventy-two magical treasure wooden swords with Geng Metal was far more difficult than refining top-grade magic swords.
Moreover, this four-month-long nonstop refining work had exhausted him significantly, and he was no longer in peak condition.
Under these circumstances, he absolutely could not act recklessly.
After all, even if only one wooden sword were damaged, all his years of effort and preparation would be in vain, and he would fail at the last hurdle.
At that time, there would be nowhere to cry!
Furthermore, during this period, the Water Rat meticulously assisted Xu Ping in artifact refining, consuming a great deal of energy, and the demon fire it now spewed was significantly weaker than before.
To quench top-grade materials like Geng Metal with such a state of demon fire might not be nearly enough.
"These four months have been hard on you."
Xu Ping’s gaze fell on the weary-looking Water Rat.
"Not hard at all, it is what I should do." The Water Rat forced a smile, putting on a flattering appearance.
"I am not someone who cannot distinguish between reward and punishment, open your mouth!"
As Xu Ping spoke, he flicked his fingers, and two specially crafted pills shot into the Water Rat’s mouth like streaks of light.
Gulp!
The Water Rat’s throat moved, and the two pills slid down into its stomach.
Then, refined continuously by its own demon fire, the two pills transformed into pure spiritual Qi, flowing like a gentle stream into its demon core.
"Thank you for the reward, Master!!" The Water Rat beamed with gratitude and bowed respectfully.
"You may go now."
Xu Ping nodded slightly and then instructed.
"Alright!"
The Water Rat cheerfully agreed and scurried out of the artifact refining chamber.
After the Water Rat left, Xu Ping turned and walked into the cultivation room.
He sat down cross-legged on a meditation cushion, closing his eyes, and began to focus intently on restoring his mana.
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Four days later, deep in the night.
Under the cover of darkness, seven or eight shadowy figures stealthily slipped to the outskirts of Thousand Leaves Mountain like phantoms.
The surroundings were deathly silent, only occasionally broken by the sound of insects chirping.
"The target this time is Xu Ping, a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator and one of the rare tier-three Talisman Masters in Yue Country, a big fish!"
"However, the formations at Thousand Leaves Mountain are suspected to be quasi-tier-three, and with this tier-three Talisman Master, it’s more troublesome than a typical Fake Pill force."
"Therefore, we must first break the formation with thunder power so that this tier-three Talisman Master becomes as helpless as fish on a cutting board."
Elder Li, clad in a black robe with a subtle black aura swirling around him.
His gaze was fixed on Thousand Leaves Mountain ahead, a hint of coldness in his eyes.
"Understood!" The seven or eight demon cultivators behind him all nodded in agreement.
If they could capture a tier-three Talisman Master, the rewards would surely be significant.
Among them, the Fake Pill demon cultivator’s face flashed with a hint of hesitation but ultimately chose to remain silent.
In fact, before coming, he had secretly divined a fortune.
The result had frightened him greatly, as the divination indicated certain death for this action.
But thinking of how unreliable his fortune-telling accuracy has been in the past.
Plus, with Elder Li’s ruthless methods, if he rashly revealed the divination, he might get dealt with by Elder Li before even executing the mission.
After weighing his options, he ultimately decided to say nothing.
Thus, like the other demon cultivators, he took out a few pitch-black iron pillars emitting a sinister aura from his storage bag.







