Just like dusk, a golden halo sprinkled its light gently to the ground.

On the street, Xue Xuanle kept moving her fingers in circles and talked lesser than before. She seemed to be unhappy.

"What's wrong?" Ou Yangming touched the Heavenly Fire Ore, which he had placed close to his body. He asked the young lady with concern and slowed down for her to catch up to him.

Xue Xuanle forced a smile that was uglier than a crying face. She exhaled and answered, "Nothing. Let's go back."

In actuality, she began to feel inferior after witnessing everything that happened in the Su family's Chamber of Commerce.

She felt rather sorrowful because she knew she had fallen in love with Ou Yangming but there was a huge disparity between them. They were like a blade of grass and a star, which were separated by the sky. The 16-year-old lady could not help but feel distressed.

A light breeze blew Ou Yangming's hair and brushed past Xue Xuanle's charming face after that.

He knew what she was thinking but did not know how to comfort her, hence he simply said, "I'll treat you to a meal after a few days."

"Why not today?" Xue Xuanle felt better, so she looked up and asked. At this point, her sexy figure stood out even more, where her stunning curves were even more eye-catching.

'Little vixen,' Ou Yangming cursed internally.

He had to admit that Xue Xuanle was a pitiable young lady.

Wu Hanning was tall and as cold as a snow mountain, by which strangers could not get close to her and would stay a distance away; Bai Shixue had a strong aura, was reasonable, smooth, slow, and steady, so she always gave off a comfortable feeling; Ni Yinghong was a shelter amidst a storm to Ou Yangming, such that his worries would go away whenever he saw her; Xue Xuanle was a pretty daughter of a humble family and a good company, and she was pitiable.

Ou Yangming was startled for a while. Instead of telling a lie, he answered, "I'm going to refine my spear today, so I can't bring you to a restaurant for a meal."

"Oh," Xue Xuanle replied to him softly. She was curious but held back on purpose, then she smiled cunningly after some time and added, "Okay, but you'll have to let me watch you refine your spear."

Ou Yangming pondered for a long time but did not agree to it.

Consequently, Xue Xuanle sulked. She walked away but after taking just 2 steps, she could not help but tilt her head and ask, "Big Brother Yu, are you a smithing master?"

Ou Yangming made a joke, which was rare, by asking, "Take a guess!"

Instead of guessing, Xue Xuanle noted, "I only heard that Qu Zhengde's the greatest blacksmith among the younger generation in Zhangzhou. Since you know about smithing art, you've probably heard of him, Big Brother Yu." She was in admiration when she spoke, but nobody knew if it was meant for Ou Yangming of Qu Zhengde.

Ou Yangming cleared his throat and tried not to laugh. "Yes, I've heard of Master Qu, and I also admire his smithing art very much." He spoke sincerely because it was true that he was enlightened by some of Qu Zhengde's thoughts in smithing art.

"Have you seen Master Qu before!" The young lady looked more intrigued than before, like a curious kitten. She had forgotten all about her sad feelings from just now.

This time, Ou Yangming did not answer immediately. He was distracted for a while before he nodded hard.

"Wow, are you serious! That's so cool…" Xue Xuanle raised her pitch but quickly covered her mouth when she noticed many people staring at her.

"Of course. In fact, I had a smithing challenge with him and defeated him!"

"Hey… Big Brother Yu, aren't you ashamed of boasting like that? I don't believe you."

On the bustling street that was packed with people, their shadows were drawn out under the setting sun.

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In an elegantly decorated pavilion in the Su family's Chamber of Commerce, authentic landscape paintings were hung on the walls.

Fragrant smoke was rising from the burner while an extremely gorgeous brocade was laid out on the floor.

Su Tianqian was holding a scroll painting in his hand. It was not long, but it vaguely carried a path intent. In the painting, a ferocious roc was seen looking at the sky and spreading its wings on the tip of a mountain's precipice. Cold winds blew branches and leaves, which swayed in various directions in a mess.

Bai Qian looked like an outstanding immortal due to his demeanor, and he wore an outfit as white as snow. As such, he looked like a celestial being that walked out of the painting.

He chuckled and remarked, "The Flying Roc Painting was exquisitely painted. There's no wind, but it was painted as if winds were blowing, causing the trees to bend and branches to sway."

Su Tianqian carefully placed the scroll painting on the table and pressed it with 2 rulers to not let it wrinkle at all. He replied to the elder, "I still like this fierce-looking roc, which can soar above heavens one day and look down at the earth. It'll breathe in clouds, exhale mists, and have the right to control the world." A luster flickered in his eyes. His greed for power kept growing.

Bai Qian sighed without saying a word.

Everyone had a different take on what a wonderful life meant. Some people thought that it meant enjoying the desire for power, where they could exercise magical powers and be influential; some people regarded it as a simple life of playing the traditional roles of a good wife, by which one would just lead a plain and hardworking life; some people wanted to have students all over the world to pass on inheritances and great changes since ancient times, such that the younger generations would learn to establish peace and distinguish right and wrong. Due to dissimilar experiences, everyone had divergent opinions on things. It was worth noting that humans found it the hardest to control their desires and feelings. These were what made humans, humans, who had blood and flesh.

Bai Qian stood in the tall building and walked toward the window to look out at the bustling Huixun City.

He sighed and commented, "This place has many floors and is tall enough."

Su Tianqian's eyes flickered. He curbed his thoughts and uttered softly, "Thanks for the reminder, Elder Bai."

Bai Qian stopped looking into the distance. He had an incredibly solemn look on his face as he inhaled and said, "I've scanned him just now for you." Although the elder said this, he looked as though white mists were hiding beneath his eyes and would not disperse no matter what.

"Elder Bai, I trust your eyes," Su Tianqian responded with respect.

"Young fella, you're as sweet as you used to be." Bai Qian looked like he was reminiscing about the past, and he also seemed to have seen the vicissitudes of life. He walked to the side of the desk and pointed at the roc, which was hesitant to fly on the painting, while he noted discernibly, "Up into the sky, with the wind the roc goes; to the heaven it reaches, a million miles above."

Needless to say, Ou Yangming did not know Bai Qian spoke so highly of him. He was conversing happily with Xue Xuanle as they returned to the Wu residence.

Before long, Xue Yan—the Xue family's patriarch—and Wu Xiaohuang—the Wu family's patriarch—welcomed them with smiles.

Ou Yangming was startled, and he mumbled to himself, 'What's going on? Don't we have over 5 kilometers to go? This can't be a coincidence.'

Nonetheless, he was not careless at all. He cupped his hands and greeted the elders, "Senior Xue, Senior Qu, what a coincidence."

Xue Xuanle bent forward slightly and rolled her eyes as she somewhat knew what was going on. She smiled without saying a word.

The Xue family's patriarch looked so fervent that he seemed to be able to shoot fire from his eyes and could melt everything in the world. Ou Yangming felt uncomfortable being stared at like this, thus he subconsciously touched his face and asked probingly, "What's wrong? Is my face dirty?" He rubbed his face hard.

Xue Yan and Wu Xiaohuang exchanged glances and clung to Ou Yangming's arms at the same time.

They smiled heartily and said, "Nothing, nothing. Let's go, let's go, let's go. We're very happy today."

Indeed, the elders were truly delighted. After all, they met a sect disciple who could anyhow take out a flying carpet and was quite close to their clans. Could they not be elated?

As slow as Ou Yangming was, he knew the elders, who were almost 1,000 years old together, misunderstood the situation. Of course, he did not plan to explain himself at all. Instead, the young fellow wondered if he should take the opportunity to express his thoughts. He had delayed much time in Huixun City, but he still did not know what the Self-examination Mirror looked like.

Even so, he gave up on the thought very quickly.

There were 2 main reasons. Firstly, the Xue family was still in a sensitive period and was weak. Secondly, if Ou Yangming were to bring up the topic at this time, it might seem like he was pressuring them. After all, during this critical time, even a fool could tell that he had a shocking inheritance. He was not someone that would borrow someone else's authority for his own desire.

Once they returned to the Wu residence, Ou Yangming had to reject the elders several times to excuse himself from the feast.

He asked for a private room from the Wu family and said that he was going to cultivate in isolation.

Wu Xiaohuang agreed to it without any hesitation.

After a brief moment, Ou Yangming was in a private room, which he was quite satisfied with. He held the Dragon Beard Root in his right hand and the horned dragon's scale in his left. At this moment, 2 illusory flames could be seen in the young fellow's eyes; they were the Heavenly Phoenix Fire. He was being very careful this time because whether it was the Dragon Beard Root, the horned dragon's scale, the unknown peculiar stone from beyond heaven, or the Heavenly Fire Ore, they were treasures that could cause great blood-sheds. Now, Ou Yangming was going to use them to refine a spear. What would the spear's quality be like? How much greater would it be as compared to the Blood Condensation Spear? He was looking forward to the outcome, and he believed that it would surely be earth-shattering.

Ou Yangming put down the Dragon Beard Root and the horned dragon's scale. He sat with his legs crossed and adjusted his Qi momentum.

When Ou Yangming opened his eyes after half a day, 2 flames were shot out from his eyes. The temperature in the space around him instantly skyrocketed as if he had fallen into magma or a furnace. Nevertheless, the young fellow was not in discomfort. Instead, he felt like he was in his element.

Without further ado, he quickly carried out derivations in his spiritual world to find the best order to melt the various materials.

"Hmm? No, the horned dragon's scale's killing intent is too strong. If I add it first, the killing intent might be lost. This spear is too important to me, so I mustn't risk it." Ou Yangming shook his head and removed this plan from his head and formed another combination.

The path of formations was also the arrangement of countless rune nodes. After gaining a more profound cultivation base in formations, Ou Yangming became much faster in deriving too.

After half an hour, he breathed out the murky air in his chest. A luster flickered in his eyes.

Ou Yangming stood up slowly, and his Heavenly Phoenix Fire appeared in his palm. He gathered his Qi and breathed as he rolled up his sleeves, then numerous supplementary materials assimilated into the fire like light streams. The young fellow was very familiar with the technique, where every move he made was perfect and showed how skillful he was. Soon enough, the precious supplementary materials turned into liquid and drifted in the air like mercury. They looked exceptionally queer when they flowed.

The young fellow carried plenty of valuable materials when he left Danzhou. On top of that, he gained many more because the Wu family wanted to fawn over him.

Therefore, apart from the rare materials that he recently acquired, he did not need to worry about the supplementary materials.

As long as he was willing to, he could have as many slightly inferior supplementary materials as he wanted...