The City’s Strongest Immortal Emperor

Although the prestige of the Juque sword spirit was severely frustrated, the time is not yet ripe for Ye Chen to refine the Juque sword into a magic weapon. However, some preparatory work can be started in advance.

Ye Chen bit his index finger and stimulated the circulation of Qi and blood in his body. Using his hand as a brush and blood as ink, he quickly drew runes that looked like words but were not words, and pictures that were not pictures. As soon as these runes came out, a bloody aura flashed, and then disappeared on the blade.

Buzz~~

Following the printing of these runes, the body of the Juque sword suddenly trembled, and the Juque sword spirit, which had been injured and lurking, surfaced again with a sense of resistance, and the blood-colored runes that had been submerged in the sword body appeared little by little, as if to It's like being forced out of the sword body.

Toast, don't eat and eat fine wine, the blood of the magic soldier, give me a seal!

Ye Chen snorted coldly, and suddenly concentrated his true energy on Juque Sword with his fingers. The bloody runes were replenished with true energy, and the light suddenly became brighter, and they were reprinted into the body of the sword. The sword spirit in the sword wailed faintly, Be honest again.

What Ye Chen used was the authentic blood refinement technique of Wumen.

This kind of blood refinement technique uses one's own blood to refine magical weapons. Although this kind of refining method is not as high-end and grand as the cultivator's mind and spirit sacrifice, it is better because the threshold is low and the effect is quick. It is the only way for the famous Wumen monks to refine high-level witchcraft.

Among the practitioners who Ye Chen had devoured before, there were many masters of the Wumen, so he was no stranger to the methods of the Wumen.

With Ye Chen's cultivation at the early stage of foundation establishment, he could only refine some low-level magic weapons. The self-generated spirituality like Juque Sword, which can almost be regarded as the embryo of magic weapons, cannot be quickly refined. Those who recognize the master can only grind it with water for a long time, but using the blood refining method of the Wumen can avoid this trouble.

First use the art of blood refining to refine the Juque Sword bit by bit to recognize its owner, and it will be easier to refine the magic weapon when the time is ripe.

Half an hour later.

Ye Chen, who had completed the first sacrifice, was pale, but excited.

In order to sacrifice the Juque Sword, Ye Chen consumed nearly one-fifth of the blood in his body this time. Even if he is a cultivator, it is inevitable that he will not be able to bear it.

But compared to the expected benefits in the future, this effort is completely worth it.

According to this speed, I estimate that it only takes about a month to completely refine this Juque sword. Even if it is not refined into a magic weapon, it can be used as a high-level magic weapon.

Ye Chen nodded in satisfaction. As long as he refines the Juque Sword and recognizes its owner, he, a cultivator, will be able to get rid of the dilemma of not even having a magic weapon.

...

Early the next morning, Ye Chen went to work at Huichun Pharmaceutical as usual.

As soon as he came to the floor where the company was located, before entering the office area, he heard a burst of quarreling. The voices were a man and a woman. One of them was familiar to him, and it was Yin Fanghua's voice.

What's going on, is someone here to make trouble?

Ye Chen suddenly turned cold, and walked in.

Except for him, there is no male employee in their company headquarters. Once someone comes to make trouble, some girls may not be able to handle it.

But before he went in, Wang Fang, the secretary of the company, came out in a hurry, saw Ye Chen, and hurriedly reached out to grab him: Brother Chen, don't go in.

Um?

Ye Chen frowned, and said, Xiaofang, what's going on inside, who is arguing with Sister Fanghua, why don't you let me in?

Someone came to make trouble, shouldn't he, a man, come forward to deal with it, why should he be held back?

If it is not known that Wang Fang is Yin Fanghua's confidant, it is unlikely that it will be unfavorable to Yin Fanghua. If it were someone else, he would have thrown off and barged in.

Wang Fang's face turned pale: Yes...Fang Bo is here.

Fang Bo, is that company's technical director? Ye Chen frowned slightly,

What is he arguing with Sister Fanghua?

Wang Fang glanced at him upon hearing this, but said nothing.

At this moment, a high-profile quarrel came out from inside, and Ye Chen immediately understood everything when he heard it.

His complexion suddenly became gloomy, and he walked in, but Wang Fang couldn't stop him even if he wanted to.

...

In the office area, a group of female employees had no intention of working at this moment, and all looked worriedly at the president's office inside.

Through the open office door, everyone can clearly see the red-faced two people in the office, not to mention the clear sound of arguing continuously coming from inside.

Everyone was discussing.

As soon as Mr. Yin appointed Assistant Ye, I knew that Director Fang would definitely not let it go. How about it?

Fang Bo is too much. He is just a consultant and director. How dare he quarrel with President Yin like this. Does he have any sense of superiority or inferiority?

No way, who will let others control the lifeblood of our company.

...

in the office.

Looking at Fang Bo, who was originally handsome, but completely ruined his image because of his ferocious expression, he frowned, and his eyes were full of boredom and displeasure: Fang Bo, don't make trouble for no reason, this is the company. Not your own home.

Am I being unreasonable?

Fang Bojun's face was contorted, and he sneered again and again: In order to develop new drugs, I have been working around the clock every day, and I have almost been in the laboratory without eating or sleeping. But I am working hard for you here, you are good, keep my back You secretly got on good terms with a pretty boy, and you even put on the guise of a personal assistant, shit personal assistant, isn't it the face you found yourself, do you think I'm a fool?

Fang Bo, stop talking nonsense here!

Yin Fanghua's pretty face was flushed with anger, and her fierce face rose and fell violently.

Ah Chen is my god-brother. He and I have a clean relationship. You won't allow you to slander him at will.

Brother? Innocent? Fang Bo sneered, Since you took charge of Rejuvenation Pharmaceuticals, the headquarters has never recruited male employees. Now one is brought in suddenly. What kind of personal assistant is it? Tell me Who would believe that it’s so innocent? Do you think everyone is a fool? Still being a younger brother, I’m afraid this job is hard work!”

It turned out that Fang Bo had always coveted Yin Fanghua. Although Yin Fanghua had clearly rejected his pursuit long ago, it did not prevent him from regarding Yin Fanghua as a taboo in his heart.

Although Yin Fanghua had repeatedly rejected him before, he did not get along with other men. He still had a chance, and with the advantage of being close to the water, he could still feel at ease.

But this time he heard people say that Yin Fanghua unexpectedly recognized a godbrother from nowhere, and even arranged for him to be his personal assistant. He was so jealous that he couldn't help rushing back from the laboratory and factory, looking for Yin Fanghua to cheer him up. The teacher came to inquire about the crime.