Chapter 1413 - Chapter 1413 Chapter 770 Immortal Clan_2
Chapter 1413: Chapter 770: Immortal Clan_2 Chapter 1413: Chapter 770: Immortal Clan_2 After speaking, he shook his head, as if trying to shake off the reluctance and helplessness in his heart. However, he only sighed about it because he knew deep down that in the Cultivation World, what determined one’s status was not their origin or background but their abilities and strength.
“Unfortunately, my own cultivation level is too low, and my talent is not high enough,” the servant sighed, feeling secretly regretful, “Otherwise, I wouldn’t just be running errands for the Wright Family.”
But upon second thought, the servant felt that running errands for the Wright Family wasn’t so bad. At least here, he could witness some extraordinary events of the Cultivation World and come into contact with treasures and skills that were beyond his imagination. Compared to wandering outside or achieving nothing in small sects, life here was actually pretty good.
With this thought, the servant felt much more at ease. He shook his head, stopped thinking about unrealistic matters, and turned to leave to carry out his duties.
After Logan entered, he quickly came across the Wright Family member responsible for this artifact refining session. That person probably had heard of Logan’s reputation or knew that he was a special guest of Old Master Wright, so he nodded at him as a polite greeting.
But that was as far as it went. As an artifact refiner, he had his pride and self-respect. He knew that his craftsmanship was unique in the world and was his proudest asset. Therefore, he would not show excessive respect or flattery towards Logan because of his status.
Logan understood this as well, and he wasn’t upset or angry about the other’s indifference. On the contrary, he admired this kind of dignified and principled artifact refiner even more. He knew that only such individuals could forge true treasures and divine weapons.
The Wright Family member who brought Logan here was a bit embarrassed and gave Logan an awkward smile, seemingly trying to explain the previous refiner’s indifferent attitude. “Please don’t take it to heart, Young Master Logan. He has always been like this–indifferent to everyone and not specifically targeting you.”
Logan waved his hand with a warm smile on his face, appearing totally unconcerned. “No worries, I’m not some sort of exceptional noble. I simply accepted Mr. Lei’s invitation to observe. I should be modest and cautious, not arrogant and unrestrained. Besides, an artifact refiner has their pride, and I understand that.”
His response made people look at him with newfound respect. The Wright Family members around cast admiring glances at him, thinking to themselves that Young Master Logan was not only highly skilled in cultivation but also open-minded–a rare talent indeed.
Even the refiner took another glance at Logan, surprise flickering in his eyes. He had thought that a person of Logan’s distinguished status would surely be dissatisfied because of the previous cold treatment, but Logan turned out to be so magnanimous that it somewhat changed his opinion of him.
At least, he was no longer as arrogant as before, looking down on others from a height. He nodded slightly at Logan, as a form of recognition of Logan’s attitude.
Soon, the man began to forge the weapon. His hands were skilled, and his moves swift, each strike of the hammer landing perfectly on the molten metal, emitting a crisp and pleasant sound. Logan stood by, watching his every move without batting an eye, afraid of missing any detail.
He carefully observed the refiner’s every single action, not missing the slightest bit. The artifact refiner’s hammer in hand was like a dragon emerging from the sea, sometimes light as a swallow, sometimes heavy as Mount Tai, making the metal increasingly resilient. Logan watched, mesmerized, and couldn’t help but silently admire the refiner’s outstanding skills.
As he watched, ideas began to form in Logan’s mind. He thought about how interesting it would be if he could forge a weapon with his own hands. He imagined himself holding the hammer, standing by the melting furnace, and crafting his own divine weapon, stroke by stroke–an urge stirred within him inexplicably.
However, he also knew that refining artifacts was no easy feat, demanding high talent and patience. He secretly resolved to learn diligently from this artifact refiner, striving to grasp the essence of artifact refining as soon as possible to create his own treasure.
Logan stood in a corner of the forging room, eyes fixated on the artifact refiner’s silver-gray longsword, feeling an indescribable urge welling up within him. He thought of those unused forging materials in his space ring, gathered from the Secret Land, and a thought emerged quietly: Why not use these materials to forge a silver-gray long spear of his own?
As early as when he first saw the artifact refiner at work, Logan had this idea. Observing the refiner’s skillful techniques, and hearing the pleasant sounds of the metal being hammered, his love for forging was thoroughly ignited. Now, seeing a weapon was born intact in the hands of the artifact refiner, this idea reached its peak, and he found it almost impossible to contain his excitement.
“The road of forging is indeed irresistible!” Logan murmured to himself, eyes sparkling with fervent light. His mind was filled with countless thoughts about forging, each one making his blood boil with eagerness to get started right away.
Now, seeing this silver-gray longsword, he was even more determined to forge his own spear. He thought, since the materials were just lying around anyway, why not try making something for himself? Perhaps he could craft a treasure. If successful, he’d get a convenient weapon for himself – why not?
Logan was a person of action, with a streak of obstinacy and tenacity in his character. Upon returning, he immediately took out the forging materials from his space ring and began attempting to forge the silver-gray long spear. He handled the materials with utmost care, fearing he might damage any piece.
Little White and Little Flower watched this scene from within the space, quite surprised. They floated over to Logan, curiously observing the materials in his hands and the piece of metal about to be forged.
“Owner, are you starting just like that?” Little White couldn’t help but ask, its voice tinged with both doubt and anticipation.
“Yes, I can’t wait any longer.” Logan replied with a smile, his gaze filled with determination and passion, “I’ve always wanted to forge a weapon of my own, and now I finally have the chance.”