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Compared to Yi Yan, his grasp of the degree of understanding and timing of refining, was far, far worse. There was no way to compare it at all.

Actually, this refining process was also an enormous blow to Xie Yunlei.

Previously, he was still complacent about being able to refine a set of Spiritual Artifact, but after this time's artifact forging, Xie Yunlei deeply recognized the gap between him and his master.

If one were to say that his understanding towards artifact forging and his grasp over the timing of fire could be said to increase gradually as his cultivation level increased and he continued to practice, then the terrifying temperature of the True Fire in Yi Yan's body, as well as the random change of the two types of Pure Fire in his body between the scorching sun, raging flames, and biting cold flames made Xie Yunlei's eyes turn red.

However, the continuous blows had already made Xie Yunlei numb to it. He could not compare himself to the fact that he had already categorized his own master as a monster.

Thinking about it this way, Xie Yunlei's heart became a lot more comfortable, and his state of mind also regained its calmness.

Yi Yan naturally did not know that he had actually obtained such a position in this disciple's heart. However, when he saw that Xie Yunlei was able to walk out of the shadows in his heart, he was truly happy for him from the bottom of his heart.

The goal of helping Xie Yunlei regain his confidence was successfully accomplished. Although the process and path were not as Yi Yan had imagined, the results were still very good.

It was already the thirteenth day of the Zhen Yi City Exchange, so Xie Yunlei still intended to try to refine another batch of pellets. Although his mental state had been adjusted, he still did not give up.

Yi Yan actually wanted to confirm whether or not this precious disciple of his really didn't have any talent in alchemy, so he tacitly accepted Xie Yunlei's suggestion.

Six hours later, the same thing happened.

When Xie Yunlei reappeared in front of Yi Yan with his exploding head and stared at the low rank Spiritual Artifact pill furnace beside Yi Yan, Yi Yan was so shocked that he put it away.

< p > What a joke!

A fellow who was able to concoct pills twice in a row to the point of explosion had no doubt about his talent!

Yi Yan did not want to use the Spiritual Artifact's furnace that he painstakingly refined to make a sound of firecrackers.

Moreover, he had only set up an intermediate grade spiritual array in the guest room. Although it would not be a problem to resist the explosion of a middle grade treasure, it would be a bit suspenseful if it was replaced with a low grade Spiritual Artifact.

Yi Yan had not yet become prodigal enough to use a set of Spiritual Artifact s and a restaurant. He hated the life of the cultivators in the restaurant and wanted to exchange them for a crisp sound to listen.

Therefore, even though Xie Yunlei was looking at him with an extremely aggrieved expression, Yi Yan raised his head as if he didn't want to see it, and firmly refused to contribute his pill furnace.

< p > On the last day of the Zhen Yi City Exchange.

At this time, there were already a lot less people on the streets and in the city center plaza. Among the cultivators who set up the stalls, at least twenty percent had already withdrawn their stalls.

When the morning sun was about to rise from the horizon, the silent city center plaza once again became noisy at night. A large number of cultivators rushed over from every corner of the Zhen Yi City, taking this last opportunity to find another treasure.

As for Yi Yan and Xie Yunlei, they were two of the many people participating in the battle.

Yesterday, after Xie Yunlei's plea was directly ignored by him, he painfully thought about it and decided that from today onwards, he would never touch the damned business of refining pills again, which had caused him to lose all face.

Maybe Xie Yunlei had already given his all to refining, or maybe being alone with Yi Yan made him feel extremely awkward.

Anyway, after being quiet for a while, Xie Yunlei shamelessly dragged Yi Yan out of Tao Ran's house.

Of course, Yi Yan also wanted to help him.

Otherwise, with Xie Yunlei's cultivation, it would be hard for him to make Yi Yan move even a single step.

Although the number of stalls in the plaza had decreased, the bustling stream of people did not decrease in the slightest. On the contrary, some Rogue Cultivator who had sold out all the items in the stalls a few days ago had also joined the army of Treasure Shop.

They wanted to buy the magical equipment and pills they needed. The items sold in the cultivation shop were way too extravagant for them.

Of course, there were also a few Rogue Cultivator s who would exchange items with each other and take what each of them needed.

In short, not only was the last day of the fair not the slightest bit lonely, but it was even more lively than the last few days.

Yi Yan and Xie Yunlei strolled amidst the stream of people. Looking left and right, they didn't buy anything unrestrainedly like they had a few days ago.

It was because it was very difficult for them to find anything that they didn't care about.

The two of them did not lack crystal stones. They walked around the trading area just to find some good items, and not to buy junk.

"Fellow Daoists who pass by, please come and take a look.

While Yi Yan and Xie Yunlei were looking around leisurely, the voice of a mortal world vendor reached their ears.

From what Yi Yan could tell, these words reminded Yi Yan of his memories on Earth, when he occasionally went shopping with his mother.

Wasn't that what hawkers were like at the time of the season?

Looking towards the source of the voice, about half a kilometer to the right of Yi Yan and Xie Yunlei, under the gazes of several hundred cultivators, a blue-robed old man was standing on a stone platform that was over half a meter tall, shouting loudly.

More than a dozen cultivators who were more curious could not help but walk over and watch. Such an effect made the old man's peddling even more vigorous.

Yi Yan shook his head and smiled. Indeed, there were many wonders in this world. He did not expect that he would encounter such a philistine person at a trade fair where most of the Rogue Cultivator s only quietly waited for customers to arrive.

Yi Yan did not plan to approach him; his eyes merely paused for a moment, then swept his gaze over them.

The old man's hawking voice attracted more and more cultivators, surrounding his booth in three layers.

The old man laughed to the point that he couldn't stop, but he didn't notice that the Rogue Cultivator that was setting up stalls around him had already been crowded by his customers to the point where there was no place to do business.

Fortunately, most of these Rogue Cultivator were lazy in nature, and only treated the old man's actions as a joke. Thus, no one came to find trouble with him.

However, this business could not go on.

Therefore, the four to five Rogue Cultivator around the old man chuckled as they shook their heads, and kept the items that they had prepared to sell back into the Storage Ring, preparing to change locations.

At this time, Yi Yan's gaze just happened to sweep past this place.

< p > "Hm?"

His unfocused gaze suddenly froze on the hand of a young man in his twenties.

Pausing for a moment, Yi Yan turned and walked towards the young man.

Xie Yunlei was a little surprised, but he knew that his master was not the type of person who liked to join in the fun.

Therefore, after a moment of surprise, Xie Yunlei immediately followed.

When the youth saw that a guest had arrived from afar, he hastily moved to the side, found a place, and took out his things.

Yi Yan came to the front of the young man, smiling and nodding towards him, then reaching his hand towards the object he had set his eyes on, a light green ore the size of a fist.

Suddenly, a big hand reached out from the side and immediately followed Yi Yan as he placed it on top of the ore.

< p > "Hm?"

< p > "Eh?"

Yi Yan and the owner of the big hand raised their heads and looked at each other.

Standing not far from Yi Yan was a man whose height exceeded 1.9 meters.

Of course, what surprised Yi Yan wasn't the other party's height, but his cultivation.

Because, even though Yi Yan had already reached the late stage of the Sky Immortal Stage, he was still unable to see through his opponent's level.

The big sized man only stood there silently, but in Yi Yan's eyes, he was like a proud and unparalleled pine tree, an unfathomable imposing aura the size of a mountain gushed out.

This made Yi Yan vigilant: "An expert, definitely an expert!"

This was because, in the Cultivation Realm, there was only one kind of person that could hide from Yi Yan's Immortal Consciousness: Rogue Immortals, and high level ones at that.

The big sized man was a little embarrassed by Yi Yan's strange gaze and awkwardly retracted his hand.

Even with his thick skin, it would be embarrassing for him to put his hand on the ore that was already in someone else's hand.

Xiao Se was depressed, extremely depressed.

It had taken Xiao Se a full two hundred years to recover from her injuries.

Xiao Se, who had suffered greatly decided that he must get a high rank Spiritual Armor, or else the next time the Dissipating Demon encountered a tribulation, he would know that he was dead without a doubt using his toes to think.

In the cultivation world, high-grade and top-grade spirit armor were not available in the cultivation world.

However, when Xiao Se spent dozens of years and went through countless hardships before finally finding out about Cultivation Realm's number one grandmaster refiner — — Spiritual Master Hao Cheng's secluded cultivation grounds, she received news that Spiritual Master Hao Cheng had failed his eighth Rogue Immortal Tribulation and had lost his soul.

When he came back to his senses, he wanted to take a step back and look for the only direct disciple of Master Hao Cheng — Spiritual Master Ling Nan. However, he heard that Spiritual Master Ling Nan had mysteriously disappeared on a trip out!

Xiao Se was completely shocked by this. "Did you want to play me to death?!

For the next four hundred years, besides cultivating, Xiao Se spent all her time collecting all kinds of high level and top-grade Refining Material. She searched everywhere for a Master Refiner in order to create a high quality Spiritual Armor for herself.

It was a pity that Xiao Se was a Demonic Cultivator. There were very few expert refiners amongst the demonic cultivators, and none of them had a grandmaster refiner who could refine high-grade Spiritual Artifact.

If he wanted to achieve his goal, he could only search for it among the cultivators.

The problem was, which craftsman level character wasn't arrogant?

No matter how soft he pleaded, the other party was unwilling to lower himself to forge a weapon for him, a demonic cultivator.

Thus, Xiao Se was in big trouble.

A Master Refiner who could refine a Superior Grade Spiritual Armor would be supported by one or more major powers. Xiao Se was not able to threaten them at all, as no matter how high his cultivation level was, he could not handle the threat. Furthermore, the ones he could threaten were just some small fries and shrimps, they simply could not meet his requirements.

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