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Mengtian carefully looked at the half-step artifact that Mo Ling had created over the past year. When he flicked the sword with his finger, the half-step artifact erupted into a buzzing sound.

"What a sword! Haha... Mo Ling, you made a good sword..."

Mengtian felt the life fluctuations in the sword. This half-step artifact with a trace of life was definitely an item that was infinitely close to a real artifact.

Generally speaking, if you want to identify what is an artifact and what is not an artifact, you have to look at whether there is life in it.

For example, let's take a sword for comparison. If a sword is successfully refined, no matter what kind of disaster it causes, if it can gather souls by itself as soon as it is refined, then what?

It shows that this sword is definitely a low-grade artifact.

Of course, when the soul is gathered for the first time, the stronger the life breath in it, the more powerful the weapon tribulation it will cause. And a half-step artifact like this should be gathered after experiencing the weapon tribulation.

Generally speaking, half-step artifacts cannot gather spirits at all, because the energy in them is completely unable to support the huge amount of energy consumed when gathering spirits.

Among these, there are some exceptions. For example, this mad lion sword has a faint breath of life. This shows that as long as it is put into the refining furnace, it only needs to have enough

By refining it with the materials, it will most likely be upgraded to a low-grade artifact.

Of course, it is difficult to predict the errors caused by some accidental factors. After all, the refining of a half-step artifact is equivalent to destroying a person's body and reorganizing it. The weak breath of life inside is likely to dissipate during the refining.

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If this is the case, the half-step artifact will definitely be reduced to a weapon of better quality and no longer an artifact, which is not worth the gain.

"Hehe... I originally wanted it to break through to the list of artifacts, but there were not enough materials, so it only attracted the most primitive gray-white artifacts, barely reaching the peak of half-step artifacts."

Mo Ling chuckled, and then scratched the back of his head honestly. In fact, he really wanted to let it break through the artifact directly at first, but at that time, the materials were all used up, so he had no choice but to make do with a top-notch one.

Half-step artifact.

"Haha... you might as well forget it, aren't you satisfied with this?"

Mengtian laughed, then patted Mo Ling on the shoulder, picked up the sword again, and looked at it carefully.

"By the way, have you given it a name?"

Mengtian looked at Mo Ling, but Mo Ling shook his head.

"Due to the rush of time, I haven't had time to think about it yet."

Mengtian shook his head and gently stroked the sword: "How can a good weapon not have a name? What's more, it is the overlord of weapons, the sword?"

"Qiang..."

Mengtian pulled the sword out of the mad lion's mouth and looked carefully at the golden lines on the silver sword, which looked like a male lion.

"This sword...did you add anything to it?"

Mengtian looked at the lines on the sword and felt a little familiar.

"Well, among the many materials you gave me that day, there seemed to be two drops of blood essence of the red-trained golden lion, so I added them in. If it weren't for these two drops of blood essence of the red-trained golden lion, maybe

This sword can only reach the upper level of the half-step artifact."

After listening to Mo Ling's explanation, Mengtian's eyes showed a glimmer of light.

"It turns out to be a red-trained golden-haired lion. Why do I feel like there is a kingly aura on this sword..."

The red-trained golden-haired lion, an ancient mythical beast, is one of the most powerful races besides the dragon, phoenix, white tiger, basalt, and roc tribes. It is ranked as the king of the lion race alongside the Bright Six-Winged Lion.

Just a drop of blood essence can make an ordinary spiritual beast evolve into the bloodline of a divine beast. This shows how powerful the red-trained golden-haired lion is.

"In that case, let's call it - Chiyue!"

Mengtian stroked the blade of the sword, smiled slightly, and then looked up at Mo Ling.

"Red Moon...Sword..."

Mo Ling murmured, then nodded: "Okay, let's call it Chiyue!"

"Qiang..."

Mengtian put the Red Moon Sword back into its scabbard again, and then handed it to Mo Ling.

"Master, what are you..."

Mo Ling looked at Mengtian in confusion, obviously not understanding why Mengtian would hand the Red Moon Sword into his hand again.

"It belongs to you, and I look forward to the Red Moon showing its due glory in your hands."

Mo Ling took Chi Yue with trembling palms. He did not expect that Mengtian would keep it for himself. Although this sword was refined by Mo Ling, the priceless materials in it were all produced by Mengtian.

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Without Mengtian's materials and refining skills, Mo Ling would not be where he is today.

"Um!"

Mo Ling nodded heavily, and then carried Chi Yue on his back again.

"You should be a low-grade god-level weapon refiner now, right?"

Hearing Mengtian's question, Mo Ling also nodded, and then slowly stretched his body, and a wisp of forest-white flames rose up.

Looking at the rising forest-white flames, Mengtian smiled and nodded.

"follow me……"

With that said, Mengtian grabbed Mo Ling's shoulders, and after a powerful force of space, their bodies mysteriously disappeared from the room.

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This is a small courtyard at the back of Prince Anruo's Mansion. On weekdays, not many people come here, so this small courtyard is covered with spider webs and dust.

However, in such a small courtyard, there are piles of various materials for refining weapons, and there is even a refining furnace made by an alien planet sitting quietly in the center of the small courtyard.

And two figures suddenly appeared in this small courtyard strangely.

As soon as Mo Ling entered here, he looked at all the items in the small courtyard with a surprised face. Then, the surprise on his face was gradually replaced by surprise.

"Master, this is..."

Mo Ling turned his head to look at Mengtian, and his eyes actually revealed gleams of light.

"This is for you."

As soon as Mo Ling heard this, a bright light suddenly burst out in his eyes, and he immediately ran under the weapon refining furnace made by the alien star. His eyes were shining and he kept rubbing the surface of the weapon refining furnace.

"What a tripod, what a tripod..."

Then, Mo Ling rushed into the practice materials like crazy, holding some materials and giggled.

"Soul Stone?! Hehehe...good stuff, good stuff..."

"Oh my god...the stars are falling from the sky...ahaha, hehehehe..."

"This, this is...could this be the Seven Star Sand..."

"Ahaha... there is actually green blood grass here..."

"Hehehe...good stuff..."

"..."

Mo Ling looked at these materials with a silly smile. Every time he picked up a piece of material, he would sigh with surprise and giggle.

Mengtian looked at Mo Ling's appearance, but he smiled helplessly and shook his head. The way this guy looked now, he looked like a weapon-refining maniac.

"Mo Ling..."

"Hey hey hey... Master, what's wrong?"

Mo Ling came to Mengtian with a large pile of weapon-refining materials and giggled, as if he was afraid that someone would steal his things, and he held on tightly without letting go.

"From now on, this will be your weapon refining room. I don't need you to refine low-grade artifacts. I only need you to refine 398,124 half-step artifacts."

"ah?!"

"Crash..."

Mo Ling suddenly let go of his hand and dropped all the materials in his arms, which then caused a distressed picking up sound from the latter.

"Ah, what? This is your mission. The materials here are definitely enough. Also, I only give you one year, so come on. I'm leaving first, hehehehe..."

Then, Mengtian's figure disappeared in Mo Ling's tearless eyes.

"God, let me die..."

Mo Ling lay on the ground and refined more than 390,000 half-step artifacts in one year. Mo Ling would rather take risks to refine high-grade artifacts than do such a thing.

This is simply life-threatening!

[To be continued]
Chapter completed!