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Jun Qiyan's hand issued a creaking sound as blood flowed down from the hilt of his sword. It flowed along the lines on his sword before finally sinking into the ground.

A burst of golden light shone from the bottom of the blade, it grew brighter and brighter, causing Jun Qiyan to hastily use her other hand to block her line of sight.

"Whoosh ~ ~" The sound of a sword rang out, emitting a sharp sword hum. In Jun Qiyan's hand was a huge sword that emitted a golden light that illuminated the entire space. The killing intent in the surroundings seemed to be cleansed by the sword energy, and surged backwards.

Waves of Sword Qi rippled out in all directions.

"You are of the dragon race!" The Sky Sword's voice was filled with excitement and happiness.

"How do you know?" Jun Qiyan raised an eyebrow and looked at the sword in her hand that was enveloped in golden light with a probing look in her eyes. It seemed as if she was reborn.

The filth on the sword that was stained with bloodstains from the fiendish aura instantly dissipated. The damaged part of the sword had been repaired bit by bit, and the red light on the sword hilt emitted a faint golden brilliance. It revolved around Jun Qiyan's hand, and the lines on the sword sucked in Jun Qiyan's blood.

"Naturally, the dragon race and I can be considered as indissoluble. In this world, only the dragon race and I have a contract that is the most compatible." The voice of the Sky Sword was filled with pride and an indiscernible sense of melancholy, as if it was recalling something.

"You …" As soon as the words of Sword of the Sky came out, Jun Qianyan opened her mouth in shock, and a look of horror appeared in her eyes.

Suddenly, a faint image appeared in her mind. It was the image of the Sword of the Sky. Its entire body was a mix of white, its blade overflowing with colors, the tip of the sword sharp and threatening, exuding a powerful pressure.

At the same time, he said, "Little girl, your power is too weak. How can it display my strength?" That distant and familiar voice echoed in his mind. Jun Feiyan lowered her head, and the sword in her hand had already returned to its original form. It no longer emanated a golden light, and it no longer had the alluring glow of light as it healed the entire body of a beautiful, white sword.

This really was the Sky Sword, and it was even a coincidence that he made a contract with her.

"You want to contract with me like this?" Jun Qiyan was at a loss what to do. It was not that she had never contracted a treasure before, but an existence like the Sky Sword was something she did not know about.

You are of the dragon race. Although your bloodline is impure, it can be counted as a noble bloodline. However, your strength is too weak. However, there is no harm in it. I can help you quickly become a god." The words of the Sword of the Sky struck Jun Qiyan's mind, word by word. She was at a loss as to what to say.

"Eh? You still have Nuwa Stones? " The tone of this voice was slightly raised in surprise. Jun Qianyan took this opportunity to look at the Nuwa Stone in her hand. A red stone was emitting a faint light, and soon after, the rough stone began to shine with a translucent brilliance.

This is...

As soon as Jun Qianyan's consciousness entered the space, everyone in the space opened their eyes wide as they saw the changes in front of them. A huge pond full of black lava suddenly appeared in the large open space in front of them.

It was filled with all kinds of weapons, but they were all frozen. The black water inside looked like magma, but it was definitely zero degrees Celsius, and although the water was not frozen, the weapons on it were frozen, but they did not feel the slightest cold. The weapons that were frozen were all powerful weapons of high rank.

Jun Qiyan was stunned. How could this happen …

"Congratulations mother for unlocking the artifact forging pool... Mother can start learning refining. " A nearby ball suddenly appeared, excitedly introducing the ball to Jun Qiyan.

Refining Pool? Jun Qianyan was perplexed. There were very few high grade weapons in their plane of existence, and all the blacksmiths there were only half-step artificers. They even relied on the most primitive forging methods to refine their artifacts; they couldn't even be considered artificers.

With a single glance, one could tell that the weapons on the Refining Pool were not ordinary items.

"Yes, it is different from an artificer using a pill furnace. Mother has an artificer to refine more conveniently, and she can even raise the grade of the weapon at will. The artificer pool is judged by mother's strength, and she is now a seventh-grade artificer." The tone of the ball was one of obvious excitement and pride.

Oh my god!

She had never refined a weapon before, but now she had become a Grade Seven Weapons Craftsman because of her contract with the Vault of Heaven Sword Technique. This feeling was like a pie falling from the sky onto her head.

"Oh? Little girl, you have quite a few treasures here." The voice of the Vault of Heaven Sword resounded once again, directly within the mind of Jun Feiyan; no one could hear it.

"Girl, throw that dagger of yours in there and try it." The Vault of Heaven Sword reminded Jun Qiyan.

Jun Qiyan gawked for a moment before taking out her dagger and tossing it into the basin of black water.

With a "plop," the dagger turned into ice the moment it came into contact with the black water.

Jun Qiyan was dumbfounded. Isn't it possible to raise the level of a refining tool?

"Where's your fire!" The voice of the Sky Sword sounded flustered and exasperated. Why did it feel like he had contracted with an idiot?

Only then did Jun Qiyan react. She swept up the Soul Devouring Flame, and wrapped it around the dagger. When the dagger met the Soul Devouring Flame, it instantly thawed, but because it was on the black water, it immediately froze.

Jun Qiyan was a bit flustered. What exactly was this black water? How could it freeze so quickly? It immediately strengthened the output of the spirit energy and flame, and fiercely crashed into the black water.

The fire and water blended and the two sides clashed. The dagger was in such a state. The dark red blade began to change and its shape gradually softened. However, the hilt was engraved with a strange mark.

"That is the former master's Spirit Formation Mark. You can use your Spirit power to erase it and then cast it into your own." The Sword of the Heavens was like an old sage who was still an encyclopedia. Whenever Jun Qianyan encountered something, she would immediately explain and come up with a solution.

When Jun Qianyan heard this, he immediately and carefully released his spiritual power. Refiners required an extremely high level of mental power. When refining a weapon, one must be able to completely focus their mind and control the shape of the weapon with spiritual power.

At this time, Jun Qiyan covered her spiritual power within the dagger, and rushed towards the imprint. She felt a dull pain in her head, and the imprint turned into ashes, dissipating. The softening of the dagger could then change its shape.

Jun Qiyan began to control the shape of the dagger according to his thoughts. The dagger was pulled into a shape as long as a curved blade.

Jun Qiyan began to sweat profusely as she panted heavily. Refining spirit energy was truly too taxing for her. In just this short period of time, she felt that her spirit energy was running out and that her head was aching.