Senior Tian Wuya burst into laughter, "Good! That’s the spirit of a disciple of mine! Artifact Refining Valley may be full of cowards but don’t get too overconfident. You’re not the only one with talent in artifact refining. The fact that 80% of divine artifacts co from Artifact Refining Valley shows they’ve earned their reputation."
Amalia nodded her head, "I’ll rember your words, Master. There’s sothing else I want to ask you."
Senior Tian Wuya, with her hands behind her back, smiled confidently, "Go ahead and ask."
"It’s about the Eight Gods Blade..." Amalia hesitated for a mont before continuing, "Sect Leader Qing told that cultivating the Eight Gods Blade shortens a cultivator’s lifespan. Is that true?"
"Of course, it’s true. There’s no free lunch in this world. Great destructive power always cos at a cost," Senior Tian Wuya said with disdain.
As the most powerful blade cultivator on the Mystic Void Continent, she had little respect for other blade cultivators.
"And what about that old man Yen Mah?" Kenny Lin suddenly asked.
Senior Tian Wuya knew this cheeky kid was trying to tease her, so she smiled and said, "That old man Yen Mah? He’s nothing compared to . Who knows how long he’s been dead. My Heaven’s Cataclysmic Blade has only one strike. It’s completely different from the old man Yen Mah, who pursued power just for the sake of power. My blade has been honed over countless years, has had all its flaws smoothed out. Just like your master’s Celestial Blade of Annihilation Technique, I’ve infused my will and soul into it."
Senior Tian Wuya’s eyes suddenly glead with a sharp, blade-like aura.
Kenny Lin felt the hairs on his body stand on end, sensing an overwhelming danger, as if a dagger was hovering above his head.
His face flushed red, and he barely resisted the urge to step back.
Senior Tian Wuya sneered, punishing Kenny Lin for trying to make fun of her.
Of course, she would never admit that part of her annoyance ca from the fact that her disciple had given her first divine artifact to soone else.
The sense of danger ca swiftly and vanished just as quickly.
Kenny Lin quickly made a ntal note, vowing to never forget this day—one of the most humiliating monts of his life.
What made it worse was that his master just stood by watching as Senior Tian Wuya bullied him without saying a word.
He was supposed to be a pillar of the Green Lotus Sect, but in front of so people, he couldn’t even say a word in protest.
With a blank expression, he continued making his ntal notes.
No one noticed his thoughts, not even the innocent Master Lian who, despite his vast abilities, couldn’t read his disciple’s mind.
Amalia, however, knew Kenny Lin too well.
His calm reaction was a clear sign that he was plotting sothing.
He was never the type to take a loss lightly.
If he couldn’t get revenge imdiately, he’d wait for the right opportunity.
Senior Tian Wuya, on the other hand, didn’t care what Kenny Lin was thinking.
The reality was that even if the kid wanted to challenge him, she’d have to wait many years.
Amalia asked, "Master, should I keep practicing the Eight Gods Blade?"
Senior Tian Wuya replied, "If you don’t want to give up, then keep practicing."
Amalia hesitated, "But won’t cultivating the Eight Gods Blade affect my lifespan?"
Senior Tian Wuya laughed, "That’s for ordinary people. With your cultivation speed, do you really think you’ll reach the end of your lifespan before you’re done? The only stages of the Eight Gods Blade that really affect lifespan are the seventh and eighth strikes. By the ti you need to use those, you’re probably already in a life-or-death situation. What good would extra years do you then?"
"Aside from unexpected accidents, with the speed you’re progressing, you’ll have plenty of years to spare by the ti you reach the Tribulation or Ascension stages. And once you ascend to immortality, where you’ll be truly ageless, the side effects of the Eight Gods Blade won’t matter anymore. You might not even need to use it by then."
Amalia suddenly found herself being praised by her master, and even though she was usually quite confident, she felt a little awkward.
"Master, you’re overpraising ," she said shyly.
Senior Tian Wuya chuckled, "I’m not praising you. I’m just stating facts. You have natural advantages over others. When you’re refining artifacts, you’re also cultivating. The better you understand the basics of refining artifacts, the stronger your cultivation foundation becos. It’s like how he used the lightning tribulation to temper his body," Senior Tian Wuya said, throwing a glance at Kenny Lin.
Kenny Lin scratched his nose, thinking that Senior Tian Wuya was just jealous of him.
Senior Tian Wuya continued, "As an Artificer, you have another advantage: your ridians are wider than most cultivators’, so you can handle more pressure. This is also a natural benefit. So, whether you cultivate the Eight Gods Blade or my Heaven’s Cataclysmic Blade, the cost won’t be as high for you."
Amalia finally understood why she hadn’t felt the negative effects as strongly.
It was because she was just too talented.
Kenny Lin grumbled, "Being too talented is a curse—you don’t even realize it."
Senior Tian Wuya lost his patience, "Get out, both of you! Take your disciple and go!"
Kenny Lin, however, wasn’t done, "One more thing. Nephew Qing said that soone from the Eternal One Sect ca by today, demanding to hand over the last move of the Eight Gods Blade. They don’t even know whether they’re practicing the Seven Gods Blade or the Eight Gods Blade."
"Let them go and die," Senior Tian Wuya replied bluntly.
Amalia was speechless.
Master Lian quickly grabbed Kenny Lin and whisked him away from the Naless Peak, sensing that if they stayed any longer, sothing was bound to happen.
Anyone watching might’ve thought Kenny Lin and Senior Tian Wuya were the real masters and disciples.
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