War Sovereign Soaring The Heavens

Chapter 676: I Miss Him

Chapter 676: I Miss Him

Translator: KurazyTolanzuraytor Editor: Jay

Whoosh!

One hour hadn’t passed when the Violet Copper Weapon Flames in Duan Ling Tian’s hand had abruptly extinguished, and an extremely dazzling crimson red exquisite whip which flickered with strands of a crimson sheen had slowly descended into his hands.

"Tian Wu." Duan Ling Tian lightly smiled as he passed over the whip in his hand to Feng Tian Wu. "Try it."

"Thank you, Big Brother Duan!" Feng Tian Wu’s face was filled with unrestrainable excitement, and she received the whip from Duan Ling Tian as if she’d received a treasure before taking a deep breath and causing the Origin Energy in her hand to rage and fuse into the whip.

Instantly, the crimson red whip seemed as if it was bestowed with intelligence, causing it to lightly flick up as if it had transformed into a crimson red python.

Swish!

Feng Tian Wu’s hand shook, causing the whip to flash out instantly like a venomous snake leaving its burrow, and it shot out in full fury.

At the same time, 10 ancient horned dragon silhouettes appeared in the sky before another 7 ancient horned dragon silhouettes condensed subsequently in the sky…

The 17 lifelike ancient horned dragon silhouettes converged together and possessed an imposing manner that shot into the sky like a rainbow.

"70%... 70% amplification again?" Feng Tian Wu who put away the spirit whip in her hand gazed at the sky above her and the gradually dispersing 17 ancient horned dragon silhouettes, and she couldn’t help but be flabbergasted.

"This…" The nearby Feng Wu Dao, Elder Kong, and Grandma Xu were dumbstruck.

The scene before them had completely exceeded their expectations.

It wasn’t because they’d seen Duan Ling Tian refine a grade three spirit weapon with their own two eyes that they were so shocked, as early on when they saw Duan Ling Tian reveal a Violet Copper Weapon Flame, they knew that Duan Ling Tian was indeed a grade three Weapons Craftsman, and it wasn’t difficult for a grade three Weapons Craftsman to refine a grade three spirit weapon.

Now, the reason they were shocked was because of the amplification ability of the spirit whip in Feng Tian Wu’s hand.

Although they’d witnessed the 70% amplification ability of the sword in Duan Ling Tian’s possession earlier, they thought that Duan Ling Tian’s good luck had allowed him to refine that grade three spirit weapons that could be said to be at the top grade amongst the top grade.

Who would have imagined that Duan Ling Tian would refine another grade three spirit weapon with an amplification of 70% again this time?

It caused them to be extremely shocked.

Would it be luck?

For a time, it wasn’t only Feng Wu Dao’s group of three, even Feng Tian Wu was shocked by the amplification ability of the spirit whip in her possession.

As far as they were concerned, this might be luck.

In next to no time, their gazes descended onto Duan Ling Tian’s once more.

Presently, Duan Ling Tian had already started refining the second grade three spirit weapon, this grade three spirit weapon was refined for Feng Wu Dao, and the weapon Feng Wu Dao carried along with him was a sword.

Duan Ling Tian was extremely familiar with swords, so refining it was much faster than the spirit whip in Feng Tian Wu’s possession.

In merely two hours, Duan Ling Tian had refined a completely new grade three spirit sword.

"So fast!" Duan Ling Tian’s weapons refinement speed was so swift that it caused Elder Kong, who’d once witnessed grade four Weapons Craftsmen refine grade four spirit weapons,to be unable to refrain from gasping.

If he didn’t remember wrongly, even if it was those famous grade four Weapons Craftsmen he knew in the Darkhan Dynasty, the fastest amongst them seemed to have to spend more than ten hours to refine a grade four spirit weapon.

But in Duan Ling Tian’s hands, a grade three spirit weapon that was of a higher grade only required two hours to be successfully refined.

"Hmph! Those fellows boasted to much in front of me in the past… If they know that Brother Duan only spent two hours to refine a grade three spirit weapon, let me see who dares boast again!" Elder Kong snorted lightly as he muttered.

"Uncle Feng." With a raise of his hand, a completely jade green three foot long blade in Duan Ling Tian’s hand whistled out to be carried by his Origin Energy and float before Feng Wu Dao.

Feng Wu Dao lightly nodded and raised his hand, and the three foot long blade before him had already arrived before Feng Tian Wu.

"Father?" Feng Tian Wu was stunned.

"Test it," said Feng Wu Dao said to Feng Tian Wu.

Feng Tian Wu took a deep breath when she heard this, and then she put away the grade three spirit whip in her hand like she was putting away a precious treasure before holding onto the grade three spirit sword Duan Ling Tian had just refined.

The grade three spirit sword was completely jade green with azure lights flickered faintly on its surroundings, and combined with its sharp edge, it gave one an indestructible feeling.

Whoosh!

Feng Tian’s Wu’s Origin Energy soared and gushed into the grade three spirit sword.

Whoosh!

Subsequently, the energy of heaven and earth started roiling above Feng Tian Wu, and then 10 ancient horned dragon silhouettes that brandished their claws and bared their fangs were directly condensed and coiled down, whereas, at the side of these 10 ancient horned dragons, another few ancient horned dragons were swiftly condensing into form…

At the same time, Feng Wu Dao, Elder Kong, and Grandma Xu had held their breaths at practically the exact same time, and they looked at the ancient horned dragon silhouettes that were slowly condensing into form with serious expressions.

In next to no time, another 7 ancient horned dragon silhouettes had appeared before their eyes.

"70% amplification again!" The corners of Elder Kong’s mouth twitched and his expression was slightly stiff.

Grandma Xu was dumbstruck.

As for Feng Wu Dao, a bold guess had arisen within his heart, and that was that so long as Duan Ling Tian refined a grade three spirit weapon, it ought to be a top grade spirit weapon amongst the top grade…

A single time was luck, a second was luck as well, but if the third time was like this as well, it was very unlikely to be luck!

As expected, along with Duan Ling Tian continuing the refinement, the final two grade three spirit weapons he refined similarly displayed an amplification ability of 70%.

At this time, Feng Wu Dao had completely confirmed his guess.

So long as Duan Ling Tian refined a grade three spirit weapon, it would surely possess an amplification of 70%.

Now, it wasn’t only Feng Wu Dao that had confirmed this, even Feng Tian Wu, Elder Kong, and Grandma Xu had as well.

For a time, all of them looked at Duan Ling Tian with a gaze as if they were looking at a monster.

Such a young grade three Weapons Craftsman was already sufficient to cause extreme shock.

But Duan Ling Tian instead wasn’t just a grade three Weapons Craftsman, he was a Weapons Craftsman that was capable of easily refining grade three spirit weapons that amplified strength by 70%.

Although they knew nothing of Weapons Craftsmen at grade three or above, but they could imagine that refining a grade three spirit weapon that provided an amplification of 70% was surely not an easy thing for an ordinary grade three Weapons Craftsman.

"Unknowingly, even the sky is about to become bright… I’ll go take a short rest." Duan Ling Tian glanced at the four people that were staring at him in high spirits, and he stretched before leaving right away.

For a time, only the four people that were looking at each other remained.

"Freak!" In the end, besides Feng Tian Wu; Feng Wu Dao, Elder Kong, and Grandma Xu practically spoke at the same time.

"Wu, go take a rest… Dawn is arriving soon. At that time, the second phase of the Dynasty Martial Competition will begin," said Feng Wu Dao to Feng Tian Wu.

"Okay." Feng Tian Wu replied and left. Not a trace of exhaustion could be seen on her beautiful face as her beautiful eyes were beaming with energy, and she was utterly not like a person that hadn’t slept the entire night.

Actually, to a martial artist at Feng Tian Wu’s level, even if they didn’t sleep for a few days, it wouldn’t have any adverse effect to them.

"Looks like we’ve still underestimated Brother Duan." Elder Kong looked repeatedly at the grade three spirit sword in his hand, and he sighed after a long time.

"He’s surely the man in Young Miss’s destiny!" Grandma Xu had a definite expression.

"We’ve indeed underestimated him." Feng Wu Dao lightly nodded as he looked repeatedly at the grade three spirit sword in his hand, and unknowingly, a wisp of a light smile had appeared on the corners of his mouth.

After Duan Ling Tian returned to his room, he didn’t go to sleep.

"I never expected that I’m actually not to slightest bit fatigued after refining spirit weapons for the entire night… Looks like my memories have already completely merged with the memories of the Rebirth Martial Emperor." Duan Ling Tian thought to himself as he sat cross-legged on the bed.

Completely merging with the memories of the Rebirth Martial Emperor also meant that Duan Ling Tian had truly inherited everything the Rebirth Martial Emperor possessed, including his experience and ability in a certain aspect.

For example, when he refined weapons tonight, if it was before, continuously refining a few spirit weapons like this would have caused Duan Ling Tian to be dead tired long ago.

But now, he didn’t feel the slightest bit of exhaustion.

"When I refined those grade three spirit weapons today, it was exceedingly easy, and it was as if the weapons refinement technique and experience I utilized were something I was born with." Duan Ling Tian spread out his hands and looked concentratedly at them.

"There are still a few hours before dawn… I can take a short nap." As Duan Ling Tian thought, he lay down on the bed and closed his eyes before slowly falling asleep.

In his sleep, he’d had an extremely long dream.

In the dream, he’d reunited with his two exquisitely beautiful fiancées, and passed a quiet and peaceful life without fighting and pressure…

They lived in seclusion in the mountains, he took care of the farm while they did they housework, and they lived freely.

In next to no time, Ke Er and Little Fei were pregnant successively.

When he was about to become a father, Duan Ling Tian seemed to have noticed something, and he shuddered before waking up.

"Big Brother Duan, we’re about to leave." A voice that was pleasing to the ear sounded out from outside his room.

Duan Ling Tian was able to discern that this was Feng Tian Wu’s voice.

Unknowingly, a wisp of a bitter smile had appeared on the corners of his mount. "I was about to enjoy the feeling of being a father, yet this shout of Tian Wu’s has shattered this dream." While he washed up and changed his clothes, two beautiful and graceful figures were still ceaselessly flashing into appearance within his mind.

It was precisely the figures of his two fiancées, Ke Er and Li Fei.

"Ke Er, Little Fei… How are the both of you now?" Duan Ling Tian muttered.

Foreign lands.

On a magnificent and precipitous peak, pure white snow descended all year long, and it caused the entire mountain to seem as if it had been covered in silver clothes.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Suddenly, two swift and graceful figures flew side by side in the air, and in a short moment, they’d arrived outside the snow mountain and stood in the sky.

These were two women in white clothes and possessed appearances that could be said to be drop dead gorgeous.

The two women had comparable appearances, yet they were completely not of the same type, and each had their own merits.

"Big Sister Fei." Suddenly, one of the white clothed women looked towards the south and muttered. "What do you think the Young Master is doing now?"

As the woman spoke, her beautiful eyes were filled with yearning.

"I… I don’t know." The other white clothed woman lightly shook her head, and her beautiful eyes that were originally slightly icy cold seemed like melted ice as they emitted dense warmth. "But… I miss him."