Rebirth Of The Supreme Celestial Being (201-400)

278- Stumbling About by Chance

“Ha…” Soul Bead chuckled ambiguously, “Of the magic treasures handed down since ancient times, some were refined in the stormy Eastern Sea, full of fierce gales and crashing waves, some were refined while enduring the attacks of vicious devil beasts from all sides, and some of the top weapons that are high on the rankings were even refined on battlefields where tens of thousands of people lost their lives and were buried…The crafting path emphasizes the importance of timing — the right place, right time, and right people, just like how the Ling family’s red tasseled spear could only be born on the battlefield, in the midst of a sea of blood and bloody winds. What did that spear rely on to awaken its own spirit? Nothing more than the brave souls of tens of thousands of soldiers and the remnant bloody and murderous aura left behind on the ancient battlefields. Only ordinary magic treasures can be refined in a calm and tranquil environment without any disturbances. To successfully refine a peerless magic treasure, it must withstand the dangers of landslides and earthquakes, the vicissitudes of prosperity and decline that all living things experience, and even the test of time, long enough for the blue sea to change into mulberry fields.”

Lin Xuanzhi suddenly felt enlightened.

“Yeah, how can the crafting path be so simple?”

However, in the last life, although Soul Plate guided him from beginning to end on how to craft equipment and how to repair the Revert World Mirror, it had never taught him these things.

Thinking about it, he understood the reason — after all, the only reason he took up equipment crafting in the past life was so that he could repair the Revert World Mirror and turn back time on this world, back to when Ah Hen was still alive.

It took him a thousand years to repair that crack in the mirror.

To begin with, he had no intention of becoming the new supreme magic treasure refiner, and Soul Plate naturally knew what he was thinking at the time, so it didn’t spend any extra effort on him.

However, this life had already started over. Not only did Lin Xuanzhi want to be a craftsman, but he naturally also wanted to refine an exceptional magic treasure — this was probably every craftsman’s dream.

His heart used to be filled with only the sword path, but now, unwittingly, there was a crafting path as well.

Surveying history, from ancient times all the way to modern times, then looking at heaven and earth again, Lin Xuanzhi suddenly felt his own insignificance.

In the end, ever since his rebirth, because of his exceptional talent, blessed by the heavens on the sword path, and the one thousand years of crafting experience that he held over other craftsmen; combined with how he almost never suffered any setbacks, which made everything steadily develop in the direction he set, he had been more or less somewhat haughty and arrogant, looking down on others.

But after this day, Lin Xuanzhi’s high-flying and smug heart was also smacked down.

He gazed at the rocks and pieces of broken wood that swirled about chaotically as far as the eyes could see, not knowing when they would suddenly rush at him. He would never again be so conceited as to believe that he was superior to others.

Start anew.

At the end of the day, Lin Xuanzhi was beaten black and blue, with a bloody nose and swollen face. He was even caught in a sudden and inexplicable snowstorm, as well as a heatwave that instantly turned all the ice and snow into water vapor. He nearly suffered a Qi deviation as a result. This feeling really wasn’t something people could bear!

When he came out of this strange place in the evening, he met Wan Yitong and was laughed at by this brat for a long time, which made Lin Xuanzhi somewhat depressed.