Beast Taming Makes Me Stronger-Chapter 43 - The Popular Craftsman

43: Chapter 43: The Popular Craftsman

43 -43: The Popular Craftsman

As the Invisible Sword shattered, Xu Ming vanished into a shadowy figure.

A trace of shock flashed through Xu Ming’s eyes as he hid in the darkness.

He had thought that his elder brother’s Golden Shield would be strong.

But he never expected that his sword strike would not even cause a ripple in the shield.

“Continue, let me see where your limits lie!” Xu Feng’s voice resonated throughout the Daoist Field.

Another five layers of the Golden Shield were added around Xu Feng.

“With a five-layer shield, Xiaoming, go all out and use every killing move you have.”

As soon as the words were spoken, eighteen Hundred Feet Spirit Swords appeared, subduing the entire Daoist Field.

Within this field of swords, Xu Ming seemed to merge with the Sword Intent.

Countless beams of sword light formed a storm, beginning to scrape at the outermost Golden Shield enveloping Xu Feng.

The sound of the Sword Qi colliding with the Golden Shield was relentless, like a symphony composed of Sword Qi.

Even so, under the onslaught of the sword light storm, the outermost Golden Shield remained as steadfast as a mountain.

However, with so many sword lights striking it, the surface of the Golden Shield began to ripple slightly.

“Not enough, put more strength into it!”

Xu Feng stood leisurely amid the storm of Sword Intent.

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A force of Heart God transformed into a sharp sword, piercing directly through the Golden Shield and into the essence of Xu Feng’s spiritual power.

Xu Feng’s expression turned strange, finally giving way to a sigh.

In an instant, the eighteen Giant Swords surrounding the field vanished, and in a corner, Xu Ming sat on the ground, looking as though he had overexhausted his Heart God.

“On the battlefield, your elder brother has encountered such situations many times.”

“The defense of your elder brother’s spirit and soul is even more formidable than the Golden Shield.” Xu Feng took out a Calming Pill and placed it into Xu Ming’s mouth.

“I thought to give elder brother a wake-up call, but it seems I was overthinking it.” Xu Ming looked distressed and heartbroken.

Upon hearing this, Xu Feng laughed.

Ever since many Runes were added onto the shell of the Golden Armored Spirit Turtle, he found his defenses against soul and spiritual power attacks growing increasingly potent.

During those two years of executing bounty missions, many disciples from the Xuanyin Sect who tried to stop Xu Feng by targeting his soul and spiritual power had suffered losses.

“If elder brother wants to test the strength of the Golden Shield, go find father.

I can’t handle it anymore,” Xu Ming said, looking like he had suffered an internal injury.

“You held back with your Heart God as a sword, you rascal.

Rest for a few days and you’ll be fine.”

“We’ll continue the test then.” Xu Feng’s lips curled slightly.

In the Outer Sect area of the Golden Cauldron Immortal Sect, within Xu Feng’s Cave Mansion.

Upon seeing the Alchemy Furnace in front of him once again become a mess, Xu Feng’s face turned completely dark.

“Why is the Yellow Dragon Pill so difficult to refine!!”

Xu Feng had been suffering during his recent Alchemy attempts.

Since his last epiphany, he had thought that the path of Alchemy would be smooth sailing.

But unexpectedly, the second type of Spirit Pill he attempted to create presented troubles.

Although he could refine low-grade Yellow Dragon Pills, overall, only one successful refinement occurred out of a hundred attempts.

Altogether, the cost of a bottle of Yellow Dragon Pills was nearly three High Grade Spirit Stones, which translated to thirty thousand low grade Spirit Stones.

This type of Spirit Pill that aids in the mid-stage Golden Core Cultivation period sells for only 800 Spirit Stones at high grade.

At first, Xu Feng assumed that with more attempts at refining Yellow Dragon Pills, the success rate would naturally increase, but even after seven to eight hundred attempts, it remained the same.

As of now, his savings were about to fall below the critical line.

Xu Feng silently watched the puppet clean the Alchemy Furnace, summing up the reasons for his failure in alchemy this time.

“No good, I need to find a way to take a master or seek someone for advice.”

Xu Feng got up to stretch his body, took out his Communication Treasure, and started looking for some questions about alchemy on the sect’s forum.

Seeing the questions asked about alchemy on the board, disappointment was apparent in Xu Feng’s eyes.

“Trivial questions get some responses, but no one answers when it comes to the deeper, substantial topics.”

At that moment, Xu Feng suddenly saw a message about a lecture on the Outer Sect forum.

An Outer Sect Elder from Spiritual Medicine Peak, Gong Sun Huo, would be explaining the basics of alchemy at Heavenly Inquiry Peak, Daoist Field No.

36; in five days, with an entrance fee of five High Grade Spirit Stones.

You could ask three questions.

Xu Feng saw the date of the message and realized the lecture was tomorrow.

Therefore, he immediately set off for Heavenly Inquiry Peak to inquire about the lecture held by the Elder.

At Heavenly Inquiry Peak, Xu Feng looked at the Outer Disciple guarding the peak and incredulously exclaimed, “No spots left!”

“Yes, the lectures on alchemy, artifact refining, arrays, and talismans are always in high demand.

Usually, the entry slots are snatched up the day they are announced,” said the Outer Disciple.

“How many slots are usually available?” Xu Feng asked curiously.

“Between 2000 to 5000, generally the fewer the people, the more expensive the price.”

Hearing this number, Xu Feng pondered and couldn’t help but sigh, realizing a single lecture could keep him busy for several years.

Skilled craftsmen are indeed in demand.

At this time, Xu Feng looked at the Outer Disciple he had asked questions to, thought for a bit, and then smiled as he took out a small bag of Spirit Stones and handed it to the Outer Disciple.

“If there are similar alchemy lectures in the future, I would appreciate it if this junior brother could save a spot for me,” Xu Feng said with a grin.

The Outer Disciple weighed the Spirit Stones in his hand, his eyes revealing an imperceptible smile.

Then he took out 20 Spirit Stones from the small pack and accepted them, returning the rest to Xu Feng.

“Fixed price, twenty Spirit Stones per time, I can notify you an hour in advance to come and secure a spot,” he said.

“Great, then I’ll trouble this junior brother.”

After exchanging contact information on their Communication Treasures, Xu Feng returned to his Cave Mansion.

“For the time being, there’s no rush to perform alchemy; I’ll adjust my mindset and listen to what those alchemy masters have to say.”

“Mundane, Spiritual, Immortal, Sacred, I didn’t expect alchemists to be divided into such levels.”

As Xu Feng understood, alchemists and artifact refiners who could lecture at Heavenly Inquiry Peak were at least at the peak of the Spirit Level.

The sun set, the moon rose, and brilliant galaxies appeared in the sky.

Within the Cultivation Room of the Cave Mansion, Xu Feng’s Divine Thought entered the Mountain and Sea Divine Beast World.

At this moment, next to the Golden Armored Spirit Turtle’s nest, the Stone Spirit greedily lay atop the Dragon Scale, wriggling.

Although the Dragon Scale seemed unchanged, the Stone Spirit had already taken on the color of the Dragon Scale.

Seeing the slow pace, Xu Feng felt it was even slower than dripping water eroding a stone.

“Nibble away slowly; there’s no rush for you to exert any effort.”

According to the sect’s books, once the Stone Spirit grew, it could rival a Dao Artifact Level defensive magic treasure.

With higher-grade Immortal Ore to consume, it might even compare to a defensive Immortal Artifact.

One could say Stone Spirit had a broad potential for growth, but the difficulty of nurturing one caused even the great powers who’ve stepped through the Immortal Gates to retreat in frustration.

“Little Jin, pick a Spiritual Medicine that’s under two thousand years old to eat, then go about your business.”

After giving his instructions, Xu Feng drifted towards Qingqiu Mountain.

At this moment, the sun shone brightly over the Mountain and Sea Divine Beast World, and a gentle breeze brushed over the earth.

“Miss Nine-tailed, do you know any alchemists?” Xu Feng tentatively asked.

“Of course, I do.

My aunt happens to be the alchemist employed by the Dragon Court, what about it?” She replied with a slight smile, enchanting as a city’s charm.