A tinkle echoed in the air before a black smoke billowed out of the weapon refining furnace.
When the outer disciple looked back at the smoke, his face suddenly turned pale and he cried out, "Oh, Harrison. What's wrong? Is there a fire shortage?" If the fire was not enough to burn the material in the furnace, the furnace would explode.
The inside and outside pressures of the furnace were different because of the high heat. In order to resist the high pressure in the furnace, the furnace wall had to be very thick.
But it was clearly impossible to resist the high pressure by relying on thick furnace alone. Certain materials would have different reactions when put into the weapon refining furnace. These reactions must be handled accordingly. Thus, a weapon refiner had to be well-experienced and resourceful to manage these reactions well.
This was why even without proper training, a lad at half-step into the nature level like Evil Lan could refine weapons far better than any disciples in Cloud Sect. If he had studied in Cloud Sect, he would have been able to refine not only top-grade mysterious weapons but also spiritual ones.
Zen sensed that the disciple of the Seventeenth Court who was operating the weapon refining furnace was already panicking.
It would be a big disaster if the furnace exploded.
The weapon refining furnaces of Quenching Peak were expensive. Each furnace was made of refined copper and rare metals for the inner wall. If the furnace did explode, these disciples couldn't afford the loss.
Thus, all the disciples of Seventeenth Court were flurried.
"Oh-oh, I'll go get a master!" exclaimed one disciple.
"The furnace will explode any minute now. It is too late to call master now," another shouted.
Those disciples were fussing around like ants on a hot pan.
"Harrison, try to use your life vitality to separate the sword embryo from other materials in the furnace," someone suggested to the disciple who was operating the weapon refining furnace.
The disciple named Harrison replied, "I'm trying my best to do it, but the sword embryo is closely attached to other materials. There's nothing I can do to separate them." He poured life vitality from his hands into the furnace to feed fire continuously. He was already sweating from the heat of the furnace and the anxiousness he was feeling that moment.
"Come on, Harrison, refuel!" the disciples encouraged. But unfortunately, Harrison was already running out of fuel.
Zen watched them without caring whether the furnace exploded or not.
But he thought that in order to borrow their weapon refining furnace, he should help them out. If the furnace was broken, there was no way he could refine his sword.
So without any second thought, Zen stepped forward to help.
"What are you going to do?" The outer disciple who had previously stopped Zen saw the latter again coming towards the furnace. He got angry at the stubbornness of Zen, and thought to himself, 'Why is this guy coming back again? Does he really want to be beaten up?'
The disciple suddenly punched Zen out of fury.
The disciples of Quenching Peak were mainly trained for weapon refinery, and not to cultivate strength. Thus, their strength in martial arts was worse than that of disciples of the thirty-three peaks at Cloud Sect. In general, Quenching Peak was weaker than the Drizzle Peak.
When Zen saw that fist coming for him, he suddenly quickened his pace to avoid the punch. He then continued to walk towards the furnace.
The outer disciple was shocked when he witnessed Zen's speed and realized that the latter wasn't ordinary. However, he didn't want Zen to disturb Harrison at any cost, so he shouted hurriedly to his mates, "Everybody, stop that guy. Don't let him get near Harrison! Hurry!"
In an instant, several disciples surrounded Zen but none of them could stop Zen.
The disciples were stunned to see Zen breaking through their siege so easily.
At that moment, one of them realized something and shouted, "Maybe he can help Harrison!"
The disciple was right. Zen intended to help Harrison in preventing the furnace from exploding. Once Zen reached the weapon refining furnace, he patted Harrison on the back before the latter even realized it.
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