Mortal Mage

Dust Wind Sword Sect, disciple attic.

"Mr. Zhang, how is it? Can you fix it?"

Hua Yu lay beside Zhang Mingxuan with her head tilted.

Zhang Mingxuan sat at the desk, holding a fish-scale-shaped Yujuan Liushui Shield in his hand, staring at the textured runes on it, his expression full of embarrassment.

The rune was too small for him to see at all, and he had no cultivation at all, so he could not feel the decomposition of the spiritual power inside the rune.

In order to repair this thing, he must at least reach the first level of Qi Refining.

After a long time, Zhang Mingxuan shook his head heavily.

"Ha! I told you, with your useless spiritual roots, how could you possibly repair my perfect lower-grade magic weapon?"

Hua Yu snatched the fish scales from Zhang Mingxuan's hand, and pouted as she taught Li Xucheng, "Junior Brother Li, I warned you long ago not to associate with those disciples from inferior sects, as most of them are swindlers."

She rolled up her sleeves and wiped the fish scales; "Junior Brother Li, please send your kind master away. I don't want to see him anymore."

"Sister."

"Senior sister, what? Do you want to violate the sect's rules?"

"Don't dare."

Li Xucheng shook his head gently, bowed slightly, and looked at Zhang Mingxuan.

"It's not that I can't repair your magic weapon, but because my cultivation is low, I can't detect the rune power decomposition inside the magic weapon. But since I'm here, I can't let my old Li down by not talking about myself."

As Zhang Mingxuan spoke, he took out the wolf skull he had photographed in the afternoon from his ring. "This magic weapon is a gift from me to save Old Li's face."

He had originally planned to carve a fire formation on the skull to use for self-defense and had no intention of giving it to anyone else.

It’s just that Li Xucheng didn’t explain clearly what kind of magic weapon this girl wanted to cultivate.

No matter what, Li Xucheng kept calling him Master. It didn't matter if he was embarrassed, but he couldn't lose Old Li's face. After all, Old Li still had to stay in the Sword Sect.

"Master?"

Li Xucheng lowered his eyelids and glanced at the wolf skull in Zhang Mingxuan's hand.

There is no other deconstruction on the skull except for a naturally formed heart shape.

"Tsk~~ It's great that you can afford good materials."

Hua Yu looked a little depressed, sneering and sneer. In her heart, she was already complaining: Why is a mortal so generous? After all, I am in the middle stage of foundation building, why am I so poor, wuwuwu.

Although the tabby wolf skull is not a high-end item, it is also a top-quality material.

Zhang Mingxuan ignored Hua Yu's sarcasm, squatted down and sat on the ground holding the skull.

He took out another medium-grade spirit stone and began to slowly carve it on the skull.

A rustling sound rang out in the room.

Runes appeared on the skull and began to light up one by one.

Hua Yu squinted her eyes, then suddenly widened her eyes and stared at the spirit stone in Zhang Mingxuan's hand.

"This... He, what are you doing? Carving runes?"

There was a burning heat in her watery eyes;

Zhang Mingxuan had carved this kind of fire array rune no less than a hundred times in Taicang and had already memorized it by heart. However, there was no material in Canglang Continent that could carry the rune, so most of the runes he carved were disposable.

But at this moment, the wolf skull in his hand is a genuine skull of a fire-type monster, and runes are engraved on the matching material, which complements each other and makes the power even higher.

Soon, seven or eight runes were neatly arranged in the heart-shaped crack on the skull.

The skull had begun to glow faintly.

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Bu Dazhen and Lu Ming quietly lay on the roof of the attic of the Sword Sect disciples, and through the skylight, they watched everything that happened in the attic with horrified expressions.

"They definitely got an opportunity that we don't know about!"

Bu Dazhen spoke to Lu Ming beside him in a trembling voice.

Lu Ming looked suspicious and did not respond.

"If I'm not mistaken, it must be some magical power left by the Emperor Huang Dynasty. Otherwise, how could a mortal like him carve such a terrifying magical weapon array in just a few breaths?"

He turned his head coldly and winked at Lu Ming, "We must catch Zhang Mingxuan! We must find out!"

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