114 Divine Artifacts Appear in Mirror Valley

In the blossoming spring of March, Qin Yue finally prepared all the necessary materials. Luo Yu had also selected a secluded valley rich in spiritual energy within the ancient formation, setting up a Spirit Gathering Array and several essential formations in advance—Qin Yue suspected that forging a magical weapon from such rare treasures would surely trigger celestial phenomena, so precautionary measures were indispensable.

With everything ready, the three siblings rested for a few days before beginning the forging process at a leisurely pace.

Amidst verdant mountains and clear waters, three handsome young individuals sat cross-legged in a triangular formation. Suspended between them floated a radiant, shimmering orb—this was the “Metal Terminator,” the forge belonging to the Luo siblings.

Qin Yue closed her eyes to relax her spirit, then gently raised her hand. Suddenly, a dazzling object appeared in midair, bound by formation seals and barriers.

The object slowly floated toward the forge, which opened its lid autonomously to welcome it inside. Qin Yue and Luo Li simultaneously exhaled twin streams of golden flames that flew in after the material, enveloping it in fire and beginning the smelting process. The forge’s lid then closed tightly, locking in the heat without a trace escaping.

This material was the primary component of the blade: Pure Yang Extreme Fire Steel.

Its melting point was not as high as Luo Yu had imagined. It was likely liquid on the sun and only solidified after being brought back to Earth. Though its melting point was lower than expected, it was still extremely difficult to handle, surpassing even the materials used for puppets.

Qin Yue and Luo Li burned the material with their flames for a full month, consuming many pills to replenish their mana, finally reducing it to a liquid state, albeit still somewhat rigid.

Luo Yu stood guard nearby, sensing the right moment. Silently transforming into a phoenix, he retrieved a piece of black material from his ring. With a flap of his wings, the material vanished, only to reappear inside the forge—he had directly broken through space to throw it in, preventing heat from escaping.

Upon the appearance of this black material, Qin Yue ceased working on the Pure Yang Extreme Fire Steel and began refining the new substance. Before long, it, too, liquefied.

Luo Yu kept a close eye on the progress. Once Qin Yue had tamed it, he flapped his wings again, sending in a crimson material.

Qin Yue continued to refine this red component, taking slightly longer this time. After both materials liquefied, she used her spiritual energy to blend them together.

One phoenix, one person—one tossed in materials, the other refined and combined them—repeating this process dozens of times with various substances until completion.

By then, the blended material had turned black with faint red hues. Luo Yu produced another jade bottle, opening its lid to release a glowing mist that flickered briefly before vanishing. The mist swiftly merged with the black material inside the forge.

After collecting the jade bottle, Luo Yu continued to throw materials in. So far, they had been forging the hilt; now it was time to forge the auxiliary materials for the blade itself.

Following a tedious refining process, the auxiliary materials blended into a grayish mass tinged with faint purple. Meanwhile, Luo Li’s primary material had fully liquefied. Qin Yue took it, blending it with the auxiliary materials.

Luo Li breathed a quiet sigh of relief: the tasks assigned by their brother had finally succeeded. Exhausting work indeed.

She sat silently to recover her energy, careful not to disturb Qin Yue’s work.

Before long, the blade materials were fully blended. Luo Yu produced another jade bottle, adding a cluster of glowing mist—the final ingredient in the blade’s formula: powdered Tai Dragon gel.

Upon merging, the blade materials began stabilizing, transforming into a new substance. After Qin Yue harmonized it with her spiritual energy, the material lost its glaring brilliance, adopting a white hue with purple-gray undertones.

Luo Yu then produced a golden box, releasing two golden, ore-like stones—one large, one small. With a thought, he sent them into the forge.

These “stones” melted instantly under true fire into liquid. Qin Yue dripped the liquid onto the two material clusters, which immediately spread and soaked through them completely. This immersion caused a qualitative transformation; the materials arranged themselves into a near-perfect stable structure, as if reborn from the ashes, shrinking by nearly seventy to eighty percent in size.

Suppressing her excitement, Qin Yue controlled her mana with her mind, carefully stretching, molding, embedding, and polishing the materials.

Gradually, a nearly two-meter-long classical cold weapon began to take shape: the blade slender and reserved, like a crescent moon hanging coldly in the sky; yet its aura burned fiercely, like a white rainbow piercing the sun over a desert, exuding a sharp, resolute chill.

Sensing the moment, Luo Yu spread his wings, sending another golden orb suffused with a fragrant aroma into the forge, where it floated silently.

Qin Yue wrapped it gently in a flame, heating it slowly. The orb softened and melted into a greasy ointment. Using her mana, Qin Yue lifted and carefully applied it to the blade. The ointment seeped gradually into the blade, disappearing completely. After finishing, she waited a moment, and to her surprise, a layer of gray impurities began to emerge on the blade, shrinking it slightly.

Once the impurities fully surfaced, the blade seemed to undergo another transformation. Suddenly, a clear “ding” rang out from within—a sound like a lightning bolt tearing through the sky, sharp and lingering. The vibrations caused the impurities to crack, releasing scorching white light that burst forth, crashing toward the Metal Terminator forge as if intent on melting it alive.

The three were stunned. Qin Yue and Mao’er hastily unleashed true fire to counter, but in an instant, ten to twenty percent of their true fire was consumed. Qin Yue shouted sharply, “Cease fire! Retreat!”

At her command, the phoenix’s form suddenly expanded a hundredfold. With swift claws, it snatched Qin Yue and Mao’er up—one in each claw—and vanished without a trace.

Within moments, the phoenix had flown more than ten miles away. The siblings hid in a valley, watching the pillar of white light piercing the sky in the distance, their hearts uneasy.

Luo Yu muttered, “This disturbance is serious... even three defensive formations outside couldn’t stop it—it’s even gone beyond the main array... Could the satellites have detected it?”

Qin Yue was torn between joy and anxiety. “I knew forging a divine weapon would cause celestial phenomena, but never this intense. Luckily, we took precautions and kept it far from the Overturning Heaven Palace.”

Luo Li suddenly pointed skyward. “Look, what’s that?”

Luo Yu and Qin Yue looked up to see clouds gathering above the white light, forming a familiar sight.

Luo Yu’s mouth fell open. After a long moment, he murmured, “Such a drastic temperature difference... it’s caused storm clouds... The blade is absorbing mana. Looks like it’s about to trigger a heavenly thunder tribulation... Hopefully it won’t damage the blade.”

Qin Yue remained calm. “It has no spirit yet, won’t absorb mana actively, and its sturdy composition should withstand minor tribulations.”

Luo Yu still looked dazed. “Congratulations... you’ve truly obtained a peerless divine weapon.”

Qin Yue smiled faintly, pulling Luo Yu into an embrace and giving him a kiss. “Luckily, I had your help.”

Luo Li sighed glumly, “The forge got damaged. My artifact’s completion will be delayed.”

Luo Yu comforted her, “No worries, I’ll build another forge!”

As they chatted, Ghost Claw arrived hastily with a squad of patrolling soldiers, riding magical devices. Seeing the three, he immediately descended from the clouds and saluted, “Subordinate Ghost Claw greets the Palace Master, Master, and Second Palace Master!”

Qin Yue replied coldly, “Why have you come here?”

Ghost Claw answered, “Reporting to the Palace Master, I’m responsible for palace defense. Seeing strange celestial phenomena here, suspecting an external invasion, I came to investigate!”

Qin Yue said, “I see. The celestial phenomena here are caused by our forging, nothing to worry about. You may return.”

“Understood!” Ghost Claw glanced toward the white light, curiosity twinkling in his eyes as he smiled ingratiatingly, “Palace Master is truly mighty. Forging can cause such celestial phenomena? What kind of treasure are you creating?”

Qin Yue retorted, “Is it your turn to ask what treasure I’m forging?”

Ghost Claw scratched his head with a sheepish grin. “I dare not say. Just curious... thanks to Palace Master’s blessing, I’ve reached the semi-Dan stage in cultivation, so naturally, I have some interest in magical treasures, hehe.”

Qin Yue scrutinized him with her Heavenly Eye technique and asked, “How long have you been at the semi-Dan stage?”

Ghost Claw counted on his fingers. “Two years, three months, and forty-five days. I tried to break through twice but failed both times.”

Qin Yue nodded and asked Luo Li, “How many in the palace have reached the peak Foundation Establishment stage?”

Luo Li thought a moment. “Qing Ya has formed a core; besides him, Ciya, Su Heng, Ghost Claw, and seven others are also at the peak.”

Qin Yue fell silent for a moment before saying to Ghost Claw, “As long as you remain loyal and diligent, I won’t withhold your magical treasures. Dismissed!”

Ghost Claw left joyfully with his subordinates.

Qin Yue watched his retreating figure silently. Luo Yu asked, “What’s on your mind?”

Qin Yue replied, “Do you think... we should help them break through to the Golden Core stage?”

Luo Yu said, “They’ve followed us for four or five years and performed well. We can lend a hand.”

Qin Yue added, “Just don’t know how difficult it is. We’ll discuss it later.”

Meanwhile, the clouds in the sky had evolved into storm clouds, crackling with purple lightning that struck the white light below.

Strangely, although the blade lacked a spirit, it seemed to be absorbing spiritual energy, causing the storm clouds to grow larger and the electricity to intensify, surpassing even Qin Yue’s own tribulation.

The three waited anxiously for a long time before the white light slowly dimmed and the storm clouds dissipated, finally clearing to reveal peaceful skies once more.

The siblings eagerly flew over. The once lush valley had vanished, replaced by a scorching circular crater. The surrounding mountain walls had melted away, and the surface was coated with a thick shell that looked smooth like glazed porcelain, refracting colorful light under the sun—a stunning sight.

At the crater’s center lay a gleaming long blade: its body flawless white like jade, the hilt black as obsidian, wrapped with faint red threads. The entire blade radiated pure, intense spiritual energy, emanating a scorching aura that distorted the surrounding air.

Qin Yue activated protective mana and leaped forward. With a wave of her hand, the treasured blade sliced through the air with a sharp whistle, soaring upward to shimmer brilliantly before diving back down, landing steadily in her palms.

Holding the blade, Qin Yue felt a surge of joy: the blade already contained her spiritual energy, and the feel was perfectly matched—as if the sword had long been bonded to her, evoking a familiar intimacy. She cherished it, turning it over with a radiant smile.

Luo Li approached to examine the blade, curious. “Why was it so powerful just now? It even destroyed a lot of true fire!”

Luo Yu pondered for a long while before saying, “It must be a chemical reaction!”

Luo Li asked, “Can that count as a chemical reaction?”

Luo Yu explained, “Of course. Chemistry is the study of transformation. This blade formed by blending various substances into a new one—that’s chemistry. Chemical reactions release or absorb energy, matching the blade’s behavior perfectly: absorbing spiritual energy, releasing light and heat, then stabilizing into a new substance. It definitely falls within the scope of chemical reaction.”

Qin Yue paid no attention to their conversation, lost in admiration as she performed a set of Tai Chi sword techniques nearby.

Luo Yu quickly pulled Luo Li away to a safe distance, watching Qin Yue dance and leap gracefully in the mirror-like valley: her movements light as water ripples, elusive and fluid; blade strokes shimmering like rainbows, alternating between light and shadow, yin and yang; the fiery glow reflected across the valley, casting grand shadows and swirling mists.

Luo Yu admired his wife’s elegance before calling out, “Stop practicing! This place is beautiful—don’t damage it!”

After much urging, Qin Yue reluctantly ceased, complaining, “I know my limits.” She then fondly stroked the blade’s spine. “Extremely fitting. I wonder what new realm it will reach once fully refined!”

Luo Li excitedly asked, “What shall we name it?”

Qin Yue smiled faintly, “Blazing Moon.”

Luo Yu agreed, “Good name. The bright white blade resembles the moon. Let’s name this valley Mirror Valley, and erect a monument inscribed: ‘The Immortal Luo Siblings and Qin Yue forged this peerless divine weapon here.’ It might become a famous legend, revered by all.”

Qin Yue nodded, “I’ll leave it to you. Now I must enter seclusion to refine Blazing Moon.”

Luo Yu obediently summoned Kunlun Mist, and the three siblings mounted auspicious clouds, happily flying back toward the Overturning Heaven Palace.