Draw Goddess from Douluo

In the deep and mysterious atmosphere of the refining room, the air seemed to solidify at this moment. Lin Fan's eyes were fixed on the stove in front of him, which was where all his attention was focused. In the furnace, the brilliance of the sword gradually emerged, like the first ray of sunlight in the morning, breaking out and shining into this silent space.

In Elder Ling's deep eyes, the dual-attribute arrogance slowly faded away, as if suppressed by some more powerful force. The stove was shrouded in an almost miraculous light. The light was so dazzling that Lin Fan had to squint his eyes slightly to barely see the scene clearly.

As time goes by, the light does not weaken, but becomes stronger. The entire refining room was illuminated like daylight, and the sword in the furnace was like a gift from the gods, exuding an irresistible charm.

In this atmosphere, half an hour passed. For Lin Fan, this half hour seemed to be the longest and most painful time in his life. The sound of his heartbeat was particularly clear in this silent space, and every beat seemed to express his nervousness and expectation.

Suddenly, a heart-stopping low roar came from the stove. The voice was low and long, as if it had traveled through endless time and space and reached Lin Fan's ears. He opened his eyes suddenly and looked straight at the stove.

At this moment, the furnace no longer had the blazing flames of before. Instead, it was absorbed by a mysterious force, and all the flames were suppressed. In the middle of the empty stove, a blue-black long sword lay quietly. It seems like a sleeping giant, waiting for the moment to be awakened.

Lin Fan's eyes fell on the sword, and he saw that the blue-black appearance seemed to be mixed with faint gold lines. Those golden lines are like natural lines, perfectly integrated with the blue-black sword body, forming a gorgeous and strange beauty. This kind of beauty made Lin Fan's heartbeat skip a beat. He could hardly describe his feelings at this moment in words.

"Okay, your beast energy should be almost restored. Now it's your turn to temper it." Ling Lao's voice sounded in Lin Fan's ears, breaking the tranquility of the moment.

Lin Fan came to his senses and took a deep breath. He knew that the next step was the most important step - tempering. This link will determine whether the final quality of this sword can reach the supreme level.

He walked to the stove and took out the sword body from the stove according to Ling Lao's instructions. The moment the sword touched the air, it made a crisp sound as if to say hello to the world. Lin Fan carefully placed the sword on the tempering table and began the next work.

The tempering process requires extremely delicate operations and strong willpower. Lin Fan needs to inject his own beast energy into the sword body to improve the quality of the sword through continuous tempering and polishing. This process not only tests his skills but also his patience and will.

As time passed, Lin Fan felt that his beast energy was constantly being consumed. Beads of sweat began to form on his forehead, and his hands began to tremble a little from the long hours of operation. But he didn't stop. He knew that he couldn't give up all his efforts and couldn't live up to Ling Lao's expectations.

Finally, after countless times of tempering and polishing, the sword began to undergo qualitative changes.

The blue-black sword body gradually became deeper and deeper as it was tempered by the energy of the beast, as if it could swallow all light. The golden patterns on the sword also became brighter at this moment, like the stars shining in the night sky, adding a bit of mystery and nobility to the sword.

Lin Fan could clearly feel that the quality of this sword was improving at a speed visible to the naked eye. It felt as if he had established some kind of invisible connection with the sword. He could sense every subtle change in the sword, and could even feel that the soul of the sword was gradually awakening.

This wonderful feeling filled Lin Fan's heart with joy and expectation. He knew that he was only one step away from success. As long as he persists and works harder, he will be able to forge a true supreme sword.

However, at this moment, an accident happened.

Lin Fan suddenly felt a wave of weakness coming over him, and his beast energy seemed to be exhausted at this moment. He screamed in his heart that it was bad, but it was too late to make any reaction. The sword body that was about to complete its tempering suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and then suddenly broke away from Lin Fan's hands and flew into the air.

Lin Fan was shocked. He tried to reach out and grab the sword, but it was too late. The sword seemed to have a life of its own, drawing a graceful arc in the air, and then hit the wall heavily.

"boom!"

A loud noise came and the entire weapon refining room shook. Lin Fan stared blankly at the sword body on the wall, his heart filled with endless regret and loss. He knew that he failed. He spent countless efforts and efforts in the sword-making process, but fell short at the last moment.

He walked slowly to the wall and reached out to touch the sword. The sword body has become cold and stiff, and it no longer has the flexibility and vitality it had before. Lin Fan felt a burst of bitterness in his heart, and he felt as if he had lost something important.

At this moment, Ling Lao's voice sounded again: "Lin Fan, don't be discouraged. Failure is the mother of success. Although you failed this time, you also accumulated valuable experience. As long as you don't give up and keep working hard, there will always be success." One day you will successfully forge the Supreme Sword."

Lin Fan raised his head and looked at Ling Lao. He saw Ling Lao looking at him with a smile, his eyes full of encouragement and expectation. A warm current surged in Lin Fan's heart, and he knew that he was not alone. He has the guidance and support of the spiritual elder, as well as his own love and persistence in making swords. These are the motivation for him to stand up again.

He took a deep breath and nodded vigorously. He knew that he couldn't just give up. He will regard this failure as a valuable experience, continue to work hard, and continue to pursue his dreams.

So, he cheered up again and began to clean up the weapon refining room. He carefully put away the failed sword body, preparing to carefully study the reasons for the failure in the future. Then he began to prepare for the next sword-making process. He knew that he still had a long way to go.

In the days that followed, Lin Fan worked harder to learn the art of forging. He kept asking Mr. Ling for advice and kept exploring and trying. His skills are constantly improving, and his mentality has become more mature and stable.

Finally one day, when Lin Fan stood in the refining room again and prepared to forge, he felt that he was fully prepared. He knew that he would be able to succeed this time because he was no longer the fledgling novice but a swordsmith who had experienced failures and setbacks but still persevered.

When the fire was lit again and the sword rolled in the flames again, Lin Fan's heart was filled with determination and confidence. He used his beast energy to carefully temper the sword body and felt that the quality of the sword was constantly improving.

This time there were no accidents and everything went smoothly. When the last trace of impurity was tempered out of the sword body, Lin Fan knew that he had succeeded. He excitedly reached out and took out the tempered sword from the flames.

The blade of the sword is as green and black as ink and is breathtakingly gorgeous. The faint golden pattern adds a bit of mystery and majesty to the sword like a stroke of genius. Lin Fan looked at the sword in his hand and his heart was filled with joy and pride. He knew that this sword had reached the supreme level and had its own soul and life.

"Congratulations to Lin Fan, you have finally successfully forged the Supreme Sword." Lin Fan's voice sounded full of appreciation and relief in Lin Fan's ears.

Lin Fan turned his head to look at Mr. Ling and saw Mr. Ling looking at him with a smile, his eyes full of encouragement and recognition. A warm current surged in Lin Fan's heart. He knew that his efforts were not in vain and he finally realized his dream.

At this moment, Lin Fan felt as if he was standing on the top of the world. What he holds in his hand is not only a supreme sword, but also his love and persistence in sword-making, which is the culmination of his countless days and nights of hard work and sweat. He knew that this sword would accompany him to a more glorious future and become his right-hand man in battle.

In the following days, Lin Fan began to use this supreme sword to conduct various training and battles. He found that the tacit understanding between himself and the sword was getting deeper and deeper, as if he could communicate with each other. He knew that the invisible bond he had established with the sword during the process of forging it was a unique connection between them.

And this Supreme Sword did not disappoint Lin Fan. It showed unparalleled power and spirituality in battle. Whether it was dealing with powerful enemies or solving complex problems, it could easily deal with it and became Lin Fan's most effective assistant.