Three months later.

Within the Fire Chamber, heat waves surged.

A scent of metal smelting pervaded the air.

The skin membrane of the Unihorn Green Bull Demon King had been completely stripped off, now hovering mid-air, exuding a faint green sheen.

The skin membrane still retained fine hairs and roots, subtly showing the demon power fluctuations contained within.

Chen Sheng sat cross-legged before the Artifact Refining Furnace, his hands rapidly forming seals as mysterious runes flew from his fingertips like agile tadpoles, precisely landing on the skin membrane.

These were refined restrictions of artifact refining; each rune made the membrane tremble slightly, seemingly absorbing the power of the rune with life-like vitality.

"Go!"

With a flick of his finger, a mass of crimson flame sprang forth, intertwined with strands of golden patterns, driven by his Sword Intent using Earth Fire.

The flame instantly enveloped the Mixed Copper Purple Essence piled to the side!

Under the scorching heat, the Mixed Copper Purple Essence swiftly melted, becoming a puddle of purple-red liquid, its impurities burned away by the flames, leaving only pure essence.

Chen Sheng manipulated this essence like small snakes, slowly integrating it into the skin membrane.

As the membrane made contact with the metallic essence, it emitted a sizzling sound, surfaced with tiny bubbly sweat-like layer, and then quickly calmed again.

Nearby, there were many auxiliary materials:

Powder ground from Profound Iron Essence, tendons of Tier Three Demon Beasts, the Profound Mother Crystal that enhances defense...

These materials awaited quietly to be smelted, merging into the Spiritual Armor that was about to be born.

After repeated refining, another month passed.

This day, a gleam of joy flashed in Chen Sheng's originally weary eyes, he abruptly stood up with a loud shout:

"It's done!"

In mid-air, the faded green membrane had completely transformed into a delicate Spiritual Armor of complete purple-blue color.

The lines of the armor were smooth, fitting the human body curves, surface engraved with faint runes flowing with soft yet resilient spirit light, the edges of the armor plates retained sharp spikes like the horns, exuding a fierce aura.

Chen Sheng summoned the Tingyu Sword, muttering lowly, the sword blade condensing a three-inch-long Sword Gang, slicing toward the Spiritual Armor with sharp vigor.

With a crisp "clang," the Sword Gang was reflected back upon hitting the spirit light of the armor, the light only wavering slightly without breaking apart.

He raised his brows slightly, reshaping the Sword Gang into hair-like Sword Threads, barely cutting through the spirit light, leaving a faint white mark on the armor surface.

"Not bad!"

Chen Sheng nodded in satisfaction, rapidly making seals once more, causing the armor to transform into a strand of green light, merging into his Magic Robe like a living creature.

Instantly, a feeling of blood linkage warmth came, perfectly merging the armor with his aura, as if it was inherent.

Indeed, during the refinement process, Chen Sheng had repeatedly infused his Essence Blood, embedding many blood restrictions.

In battle, if he activates Blood Gang, the prowess of the armor could be enhanced by another level.

Chen Sheng gently caressed his chest, feeling the presence of the armor, with slight regret in his heart:

"Unfortunately, my artifact refining skills are still somewhat lacking."

"With this material, theoretically, there could have been a chance to refine a Tier Three Middle Grade Magical Treasure."

He shook his head, soon becoming relieved:

"Never mind, even though other aspects may differ a bit, the defense isn't weaker than a Tier Three Middle Grade Magical Treasure, more than adequate for protection!"

Chen Sheng has now reached the Peak of Tier Two Body Cultivator, relying on this body, he can turn into a Flood Dragon using secret techniques, and even contend a bit against Fake Pill Cultivators.

However, in the realm of Golden Core, this level of physical strength is somewhat insufficient.

Several years ago, when facing that Mid-stage Golden Core Demon King, he truly felt this disparity, as a casual demon wind from the opponent left him significant injuries.

Although most Sword Cultivators have physical weakness, Chen Sheng doesn't plan to be one of the majority.

"This piece of Spiritual Armor shall be named Cyan Rhinoceros Profound Armor!"

"Defense is settled, next is the Flying Sword!"

Chen Sheng nodded slightly, raising his hand to extract a delicate invitation card from the Storage Pouch.

The invitation card was crafted from a special kind of Spirit Paper, embroidered in gold thread with the characters "Black Water Auction," exuding a faint ink fragrance.

This Black Water Commerce Association is an affiliate of the Nascent Soul Level Major Sect Black Water Profound Mansion, boasting substantial power.

Of course, the one here in Pingyang Market is only a branch, presided over by a president of Golden Core Early-stage level, along with two vice presidents of Fake Pill level.

The branch holds an auction every ten years, with attendees being at least Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

"Hope the upcoming auction will have a suitable High Tier Ore."

Chen Sheng gazed fondly at the invitation card, eyes flashing with anticipation.

He spat out a Sword Pill which gleamed with radiant spirit light, swirling above, occasionally emitting strands of tiny Sword Rainbows, precisely his Lifebound Flying Sword, the Tingyu Sword.

After being nourished constantly with various spiritual materials and nurtured day and night with Sword Intent, the sword is now only a step away from Tier Three Middle Grade.

Just missing a piece of suitable High Tier Ore as the fuse to complete the final transformation.

The channels of each commerce association in town have a lot of High Tier Ore for sale, but unfortunately, either their attributes don't match the Tingyu Sword well for perfect fusion.

Or they contain too many impurities, requiring time-consuming refining efforts and still not delivering ideal results.

…

Days later, outside an estate on Pingyang Market's east side was bustling with people, extraordinarily lively.

Numerous cultivators either riding diverse Escape Lights, or mounted on mighty spirit beasts, and even some aboard splendid flying sedan chairs, all stopping before the estate gates.

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