at 12th of June 2020 09:10:05 AM
How envious I am of the Holy Crest Sect, to be able to come across someone as intelligent and amazing as I am! Wang Baole coughed . He left the team with a sense of superiority unfurling within him and headed for the interior of the battleship as the Nascent Soul realm elder had instructed .  The repairs of the battleship were divided into two partsâexterior and interior . The battleshipâs exterior required quite extensive repairs, but the level of expertise necessary wasnât especially high . The repairs of the battleshipâs interior was a different matter . Security was more stringent as well . Wang Baole had to go through five array formations before he was let in .
 After he had passed all the inspections, he was teleported directly into the battleship . Wang Baole saw the cultivator who was to be his guide .
 He was a middle-aged man who appeared to be at the early-stage Core Formation realm . He immediately stepped forward and cupped his fists in greeting when he saw Wang Baole .
 âGreetings, Senior Brother Long Nanzi . Many parts of the battleshipâs interior are still damaged . It can be dangerous walking around if one isnât aware of the parts of the battleship that are still under repair . Thatâs why Iâve been told to wait here for your arrival and to lead you to Team Seven!â
 Long Nanzi was considered a disciple with relatively high status in the Holy Crest Sect . Even though he hadnât reached a breakthrough in cultivation for many years, he was still at the perfected Core Formation realm . Despite his lack of talent in refining armaments, he still garnered some degree of respect from other disciples .
 Wang Baole responded to the other cultivatorâs courteous manner with a smile . Due to Long Nanziâs naturally thin lips, his smile appeared cold and slightly unfriendly . It made the middle-aged cultivator feel slightly uncomfortable . He cautiously led Wang Baole to their destination and did his best to answer Wang Baoleâs questions .
The answers Wang Baole got from the cultivator gave him a greater understanding of Team Seven . There were forty-one teams working on the battleship, and the repair work was divided up clearly amongst the teams . However, due to the lack of manpower, each team also had to handle other repair work that fell beyond their scope of duties . Â These teams were overseen by nine teams . The latter supervised the teams under their purview while taking care of more advanced and important repairs . The team that he was going to join, Team Seven, was responsible for the battleshipâs defense system .
 Their scope of work required a higher level of proficiency in armament refinement . There were nineteen members in the team . Instead of working together like the groups repairing the battleshipâs exterior, every disciple in Team Seven had their own work station where they completed their tasks independently .
 Besides the daily tasks assigned to them, these disciples could also check the list of outstanding repairs during their spare time and perform whatever repairs or refinements were required .
 To increase efficiency and autonomy, the Holy Crest Sect would give out credits for work done that could then be exchanged for materials required for cultivation . This proved to be an incentive in such times when resources were scarce .
As they journeyed through the battleship, Wang Baole took note of the interior of the battleship . Inside the vast space were numerous Dharmic Artifacts that formed part of the battleshipâs structure . In addition, there were also some living organisms that had fused together with the walls of the battleship .
 Interesting .  Wang Baoleâs eyes narrowed . The literature he had read hadnât spoken about fusion spells that could fuse living organisms with Dharmic Artifacts . His own experience told him instantly that such fusions could greatly enhance the battleshipâs capabilities . His interest towards the Divine Eye civilizationâs Dharmic Armament system intensified .
 The middle-aged man led Wang Baole through the battleship . It took an hour for them to reach the sector where Team Seven was located .  The sector resembled a beeâs hive, with dozens of small rooms clustered together . The open square that surrounded the rooms was cluttered with piles of damaged components and materials . A young cultivator stood in the square, barking out orders to the other cultivators . They recorded each material in their possession and sent them into the rooms .
 âSend this Third-Belt Compass to Senior Brother Chen Luo .
 âTell Junior Brother Li Fang that the Roy Pearl he just repaired isnât up to standard . If he doesnât fix it, he can get out of Team Seven!
 âThereâs still use for this Void Piercing Awl . Send it to Liu Mingfei . He has a day to extract the Void Piercing Stones inside . I want at least seventy percent of the stones out!â
 The young cultivator was at the late-stage Core Formation realm . He seemed to be a master at refining armaments . He only needed a single glance at the materials or artifacts in order to identify the problem with the item . He was curt, and his words filled with impatience .
 He threw a Dharmic Artifact over to another cultivator and instructed the latter on what to do with it . It was then that he noticed Wang Baoleâs arrival . He lifted his head, frowning slightly as his eyes fell on Wang Baole .
 âGreetings to Senior Brother Li Chen!â The moment the young manâs eyes fell on them, the middle-aged cultivator next to Wang Baole trembled and stepped forward . He cupped his fists and gave Li Chen a deep bow . His attitude towards Li Chen was more respectful and deferential than what he had displayed towards Wang Baole .  Wang Baole finally recognized who stood before him . Long Nanziâs memories pinned him as the disciple under the fifth elderâs personal guidance . He was gifted at armament refinement and considered a prodigy in the Holy Crest Sect . Their social circles didnât intersect with one another, generally . Now that Wang Baole had seen Li Chen, he couldnât help the sudden idea that popped up in his head . He assessed the feasibility of transforming into this person .
 Now wasnât the right time to strike, but the gears in Wang Baoleâs head spun furiously . He decided to set this idea aside for the moment .
 Just as Wang Baole shelved his idea of killing the young man, the latter, who had no idea he had just escaped death, waved his arm . He didnât spare a glance at the middle-aged cultivator who had greeted him . Instead, he glared at Wang Baole impatiently, then said angrily, âYouâre late, Long Nanzi! Every second is precious as we work to repair the battleship . Donât repeat this mistake!â
 âIâll hand this Spirit Illusory Ore to you . Go and find a station thatâs unoccupied . You have twenty-four hours to distill Spirit Illusory Liquid from the ore . There shouldnât be more than twenty percent wastage!â
The young man waved his hand and flung a stone at Wang Baole . It was the size of oneâs fist and gave off a purple glow . Li Chen ignored Wang Baole after that and continued to attend to other materials and their treatment . Long Nanzi was of little significance to him . There wasnât a need for him to spend too much time talking to someone like that . If Long Nanzi couldnât complete the task given to him, heâd just have to pack up and leave .
âHmm?â Wang Baole raised one eyebrow as he caught the Spirit Illusory Ore . It was an ore unique to the Divine Eye civilization . He had read about it in the records before . With certain special treatments, the ore could be melted down into a spirit liquid called Spirit Illusory Liquid . The liquid was generally used to increase the success rate of refinements .
 However, wastage would inevitably occur during the process of melting down the ore . The acceptable range of wastage was fifty percent and below . Twenty percent was⌠going to be a challenge .
 Is he trying to put me in my place? Wang Baole glanced at the youth, then laughed suddenly . He had never been the sort of person to take things lying down . Besides, he was in his avatar form now with his true form safely hidden in the coffin . If things went south, he could take on another identity immediately . He wasnât planning to cause trouble if no one caused trouble for him, but should someone offend him, Wang Baole wasnât going to simply let them go . He didnât care who it was, even if it were the Grand Supreme Elder of the Holy Crest Sect .
 Wang Baole flipped the hand that was holding the Spirit Illusory Ore, and a blue flame flared inside his palm and enveloped the ore . The technique to melt down the ore appeared in Wang Baoleâs head . Even though this was his first time doing it, his talent and solid foundation in armament refinement allowed him to master the technique almost instantly . The fire in his palm grew increasingly hotter, and its color began to change rapidly .
 The sight caught everyoneâs attention . Unhappiness flashed across Li Chenâs eyes, and he turned around, his eyes cold . However, the look on his face soon shifted to shock .
 âSpirit Illusory Ore can be melted down by alchemical fire . Between each count, the fire will undergo six hundred and ninety-six cycles and change colors two hundred and thirty-three times . By ensuring that the rate of burning is apace with oneâs breathing, we can introduce Spirit Qi and further nourishment to the melting process, ensuring a successful distillation . During the process, weâll have to watch out for any inscriptions that may appear as cracks on the ore and adjust the heat accordingly . Even though zero wastage cannot be achieved, theoretically speaking, we can reduce wastage to something approaching zero!â Wang Baole explained coolly as he refined the ore .
 âOf course, that is beyond my humble means . What I can do is⌠to reduce wastage to ten percent!â Wang Baole continued casually . Everyone around him, including the middle-aged cultivator, watched with astonishment as he waved his right hand and extinguished the flames . A ball of liquid exuding a strange purple light appeared above his palm!
It was a purple, clear liquid that sparkled like treasure . Everyone was drawn to it subconsciously . This was⌠Spirit Illusory Liquid!
âMy god, this is⌠supreme-grade Spirit Illusory Liquid!â The middle-aged cultivator standing next to Wang Baole gasped . Shock descended upon the public square .
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