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He focused his mind and focused on his dantian, trying his best to sense that ping-pong ball sized ball of mixed zhen qi. He used two kinds of mental cultivation methods to separate the two types of zhen qi along different meridians, and it took a lot of effort to separate the two types of zhen qi. Fortunately, Werther's mental cultivation method was extraordinary so he could temporarily mitigate the dangers of the two types of Zhen Qi. However, he could not just cultivate one after the other; after thinking for a long time, he could only think of one method to cure the two types of Zhen Qi, one was cultivation, the other was sealed in his Dantian.

As his zhenqi swam faster and faster, his mind also became clearer and colder. Suddenly, he felt as if he had transcended all living beings and viewed all living things as ants, as if it was no big deal even if he could kill all the people in the world. As long as he could prove the supreme dao, it was normal for him to poke a hole in the sky.

"The Devil Dao is obsessed with killing, they worship all things under heaven and earth, and even their own cultivation techniques are similar to this. Fortunately, I still have my Daoist Zhen Qi to suppress it, otherwise, if I continue to cultivate like this, I will sooner or later become a person who views human lives like ants, lawless people, then when the time comes, I won't be able to do anything evil."

Then, he began to cultivate his Taoist Zhen Qi. This time, he felt completely different from the Heavenly Demon zhen Qi. It was as if he was soaking in a pool of warm water that was nourishing his meridians and flesh, making him feel indescribably comfortable. The true qi of Taoists has always had the ability to nurture life and return to spring. It often nourishes all living things in silence, but not for good. It is longer than it is worth, and it is full of the mysteries of heaven and earth. In addition, Werther was a Complete Truth in his previous life, and he could cultivate the mental cultivation method of his sect with great ease. He could circulate seventy-two cycles in one breath, and his whole body felt comfortable. In order to match the saint artifact he was about to obtain, he had used his true qi to strengthen his body. After he obtained the weapon, he would return to his original path. At that time, he would open up all the meridians in his body and communicate with the heaven and earth.

The quality of the Heavenly Demon zhen qi was extremely high, it was the number one Qi cultivation method in the Devil Sect, but its drawbacks were not small, the burden on the body was too great, the corrosion was too strong, every circulation would destroy the meridians, the Devil Sect naturally had a way to remedy it, but most of them could not cure the illness, there were also some who could not cure the illness, and there were also some who could not absorb the true qi, and the method to harm others, was naturally thrown away by Werther. He had the best True Qi of heaven and earth, and was the perfect medicine to fix this loophole, every time using the Daoqi to wash the body, not only recovering from his injuries, but also strengthening his meridians.

Werther wasn't in a hurry either. He was only focused on tempering his strength and strengthening his body. In the blink of an eye, a year has passed, and Werther has grown a full head, but a child of eleven years old has become as tall as an adult, the muscles on his body have returned to their original state, and he looks no different from an ordinary person. However, the potential and explosive power hidden within them is astonishing, and even James secretly praises Werther.

However, Werther knew in his heart that his little strength was far from enough in the Grace Mainland, and perhaps only by practicing the techniques of the fleshly body could he barely compete with the powerful warriors of the continent. As for those experts of the Sword Saint, he would have to wait for him to cultivate to the Golden Core Realm of the Nine Revolutions Unvanquished Golden Body to be able to stand on equal footing with them.

It had been nine months since Nicholas had arrived in the Klein Empire, but he still could not leave. Of course, many nobles of the new generation of the Holy See wanted to curry favor with him, but since Nicholas had come to Klein, he had only accepted an invitation from the royal family to hold a welcoming banquet for him. The rest of the graciousness had been declined, and it was said that no one had been in the Holy See all day, so he did not know what they had done.

Werther didn't have the heart to care about these things because he had received good news. The weapon he had been waiting for for a year was finally forged. James called him to the study room and said, "Carton has already forged your weapon and asked you to come and get it yourself. There might be some instructions for you, but I'll have Hobbes send you to the same place as last time." Overjoyed, Werther hurried to find Hobbes. The two left the City of Dawn with great familiarity. Hobbes used wind magic to bring Werther to Calton's Sky Pearl.

Compared to the bustling scene from before, Calton's laboratory was empty this time. The flexible and obedient mechanical puppets had gone somewhere, and the experimental equipment placed there was nowhere to be found. He giggled and said, "Oh, Werther, my little guy, you're finally here. I haven't seen you for a year, but you've grown so much. Tsk, tsk, you're so handsome now. That bunch of ladies in the capital are really lucky now. Back then, your father was just a pretty boy, who had coaxed your mother so much …"

With a straight face, Werther stretched out his hand. "Where is my sacred weapon?"

Calton looked at the ceiling and continued with his nonsense, "If you want to say that your father is truly a genius in cultivation, then in the short span of thirty years …"

"My sacred artifact." It was still as lukewarm as before.

"Do you want to know how to become a Saint level expert? I have my teacher's cultivation experience here …"

"My sacred artifact."

"…"

"You can't wait for me to finish!"

"No need to delay, are you not willing to give it to me?"

Calton's face fell. With a pleading tone, he said, "Can I keep this saint artifact? This is the most satisfying work I've forged in the past hundred years. Like my own child, other than the fact that I don't have a spirit, there's almost no difference between anything else. How about this, I'll return my teacher's magic notebook to you, and I'll also think of a way to make it up to you.

A helpless expression appeared on Werther's face. "Master Calton, that weapon was specially crafted for soldiers, what's the use of keeping it for an alchemist like you?" Could it be that he had sealed it away for you to admire every day? A saint artifact has a soul, so it wouldn't be willing to be created. Calton looked thoughtful, and Werther took advantage of the heat. "All things are fates that are born to be obeyed or broken. You created it, but you deprived it of the opportunity to complete its mission. What's the difference between killing it and killing it?"

Calton mumbled, "What you said makes sense, it seems like the teacher also said something similar. Forget it, I just like this piece of work too much to let you take it. Since it was born to fight, then let it follow you and finish its destiny."

Pointing his finger, a round hole immediately appeared in the center of the laboratory and a rod shaped weapon slowly rose into the air. Calton's eyes lit up as he started to introduce his own smug work, "Look, I refined your Heavenly Stellar Gold into a pure divine tool, originally it was ten thousand kilograms, but after refining it into seven thousand and two hundred kilograms, I added two thousand and two hundred kilograms of pure gold, Bloodstone, and Demon Crystals, and used the blood of holy dragons to refine it. Finally, I carved the Gravity Spell, the Spirit Power Trigger Array, and a few other dimensional magic formations.

As the strength of the user increased and the spiritual force of the user increased, it could even change at will to suit the user. Just think about it, if a person were to smash down with a stick that weighed tens of thousands of pounds, forget about a Golden Warrior, even a Sword Saint would be stunned by it. Although Silver Warriors can pick it up, they will lose all of their strength after playing with it for a while, so it can be said that this weapon is specially made for Sword Saints, moreover, violent type Sword Saints will need to measure their strength. Boy, your strength is lacking, you can't use it at all, and your father isn't walking the path of pure strength, why don't you consider my suggestion again? If I keep this weapon, I will compensate you for the greater benefits, I won't let you suffer a loss … "