Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 83: Eighth Grade Artifact Refiner

Chapter 83: Chapter 83: Eighth Grade Artifact Refiner

In the quiet room, Wyatt sat cross-legged.

In front of him, a medicinal tripod and a pile of materials were laid out...

And there were also two soft, purple swords as thin as cicada’s wings.

They were the Meteorite Soft Swords.

"First, forge three spirit swords."

Wyatt’s eyes flashed, and with a lift of his hand, the two Meteorite Soft Swords were in his hands.

Whoosh!

The refining fire was ignited and before long, the two Meteorite Soft Swords melted into a mass of liquid.

The liquid form of the Meteorite.

Then, several other metallic materials were also melted down by the refining fire in Wyatt’s hand, purifying extraneous matter and turning into puddles of liquid that bounced and boiled in the air.

Under Wyatt’s manipulation, the liquid, which was formed by the Meteorite, was merged with the other several kinds of metal liquids.

Accompanying Wyatt’s exquisite movements, these amalgamated liquids eventually separated into three parts.

And finally,

They turned into three deep purple soft swords.

The three soft swords were almost the same size as the previous Meteorite Soft Swords, equally thin like cicada’s wings.

"It’s done!"

Wyatt retracted his hand. The three soft swords fell into his grasp.

Holding one of the soft swords with the origin force flashing, the power of four ancient giant elephants surged into it.

Hum!

The sword rang.

"Not bad, stronger than the ordinary ninth-grade spiritual devices, with an increase of over 10%, adding about five thousand pounds of force, akin to the power of half of an ancient giant elephant."

Wyatt smiled with satisfaction.

A ninth-grade refining master’s spiritual weapon, with an increased force, will typically be close to 10%.

A ninth-grade spirit weapon with a 10% increase has already been classified as a superior product.

The ninth-grade spirit weapon that Wyatt forged for the first time clearly surpassed a superior product.

"In the future, I shall call you ’Purple Emperor Soft Sword’."

Wyatt looked at the dark purple sword in his hand and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Subsequently, Wyatt began to utilize all the remaining materials.

He started to inscribe ’inscriptions’ on the three Purple Emperor Soft Swords.

Now, the five types of materials that Inky Simmons helped collect are here, coupled with the materials that Wyatt bought from the trade market himself, are enough to inscribe the ’Blood Residual Inscription’.

Wyatt only spent two hours forging the three ninth-grade spirit swords.

Yet, the inscription of three ’Blood Residual Inscriptions’ consumed half a day’s work, and he even missed lunch.

"Done!"

Upon seeing the blood-red halo emerging on the sword body, Wyatt took a sigh of relief.

All of the three Purple Emperor Soft Swords were inscribed with the ’Blood Residual Inscription’.

At this moment, he felt a wave of exhaustion envelop him, feeling drowsy immediately.

After having Keer heat up some food and satisfying his hunger, before the sky turned dark, Wyatt fell into deep sleep all the way until the next morning.

Upon awakening, he still felt somewhat dizzy and burdened.

"Inscribing inscriptions does consume a lot of spiritual power."

Wyatt gave a bitter smile.

However, when he saw his ’Craftsmanship’ from yesterday, he felt that it was all worth it.

Of the three Purple Emperor Soft Swords, Wyatt kept one for himself.

The other two were given to Keer and his mother, Christina Lee.

"Young Master, I seem to feel that when I practice sword techniques with the Purple Emperor Soft Sword, the power seems to be much stronger...is that my illusion?"

The young girl looked at Wyatt with a doubtful expression.

Whoosh!

On the side, Christina also swung her sword out.

"Spiritual weapon!"

Christina’s knowledge was broader, so she couldn’t help but gasp, as she looked stuporously at the young boy beside her, "Wyatt, is this..."

"Mother, I’m not only a ninth-grade alchemist now, but also a ninth-grade artifact refiner."

Wyatt smiled, "Also, I’ve inscribed ’Blood Residual Inscriptions’ on both your and Keer’s Purple Emperor Soft Swords. As long as you control your origin force to vibrationally integrate into it, you can activate it... This Blood Residual Inscription, if it can catch off guard, even a warrior in the Original Pill Realm might meet doom once hit!"

Blood Residual Inscription?

It can kill a warrior in the Original Pill Realm?

The beautiful ladies were stunned, their hearts not yet up to speed.

"Young Master, you are really amazing."

The young girl looked at Wyatt adoredly, making Wyatt feel somewhat over the moon.

The look in Christina’s eyes became somewhat astonished as her heart fluttered.

"Brother Lanni, did you see that? Our son is very capable... Even without the support of the Barnes Family, he is not inferior to his peers in the Barnes Family."

Christina’s eyes seemed to summon up a tall and sturdy figure in front of her.

That figure used to be her ’sky’.

"By the way, Wyatt, Keer, a few days ago, Maya’s home was moved away. What happened? I haven’t seen you interact with Maya recently, did you guys have a quarrel?"

Christina suddenly asked.

"I don’t know."

Wyatt shrugged, looking innocent.

That day, after he conceded to Rayan Lee at the family martial arts convention, Maya started deliberately distancing herself from him.

Later, he had also bumps into Maya a few times, but the look in Maya’s eyes when she saw him became very strange, even a bit ’disdainful’.

He didn’t expect Maya to have moved away from their previous home.

"I don’t know either."

Keer also shook her head lightly.

At the Inner Courtyard.’

In a large estate far from Wyatt’s house.

Whoosh!

The girl’s sword moved with her body, she sweated profusely, her bitter mouth corner carried a trace of self-mocking.

It was Maya!

In these days, Maya has been feeling dejected.

Ever since witnessing Wyatt’s formidable strength, she had developed an ’obsession’ for him.

However, when Wyatt conceded in the martial arts contest in the family, handing the ’number one’ slot over to Rayan Lee, the ’lofty image’ of Wyatt in her heart crumbled completely. She began to reject Wyatt and deliberately distance herself from him.

But at that moment,

A shocking piece of news left her stunned like falling into an icy cave!

At this year’s talent gathering, Wyatt slashed off one of Rayan’s fingers and successively defeated the top young talents of the Sinclair and Lynch families. He topped the Hidden Dragon List.

At that moment, her heart was filled with unbearable shame.

The young man she had looked down upon proved everything with his formidable strength.

Of course, all this, in her view, seemed like a mockery of her ’short-sightedness’.

For this reason, she didn’t have the courage to face Wyatt and immediately went to the inner court steward to move houses.

"If I hadn’t distanced myself from him before... maybe..."

A bitter taste crept into Maya’s heart.

Unfortunately, there are no ifs in this world, nor are there any pills for regrets.

Wyatt had just arrived at Jovie’s house.

He heard a hearty laughter resonating out, exuding robust energy.

Wyatt’s eyes shone brightly.

He knew that the old man must have broken through to become an eighth-grade Artifact Refiner.

"Congratulations, Grandpa."

Stepping in, Wyatt announced loudly.

At this moment, the old man emerged from the room with a ruddy complexion. Looking at Wyatt, he seemed to see the future son-in-law, "Wyatt, it’s all thanks to you... Otherwise, even if I had forcibly broken through to become an eighth-grade Artifact Refiner, I wouldn’t have lived for long."

"Grandpa, please, we’re all family."

Wyatt said with a smile.

"Bah! Who’s family with you?"

Hearing the noise from outside her room, Jovie emerged. Hearing Wyatt’s words, her pretty face turned slightly red, and she huffed angrily.

"Jovie, you naughty girl, last night you were still nagging about Wyatt. Why can’t you recognize him now... Okay, grandpa is going to the Artifact Refiner Guild. Wyatt is grandpa’s guest, also a benefactor. You can’t neglect him."

The old man told Jovie before leaving.

"Grandpa, what are you talking about?"

Jovie felt somewhat bashful and annoyed by her grandfather’s ’betrayal’.

"Jovie, what were you nagging about me? Also, listen to grandpa, don’t neglect me."

Wyatt walked in and unabashedly sauntered into Jovie’s room.

"You... how dare you enter my room!"

Jovie’s eyes widened and she followed furiously.

"What’s wrong with entering your room, I’m going to sleep in your bed too."

Wyatt chuckled and promptly flopped directly onto Jovie’s bed.

"You!"

Jovie squealed in anger, ready to yank Wyatt out of her bed.

But how could her strength match Wyatt’s? Wyatt quickly pulled her into his arms and they fell onto the bed together, "Jovie, stop making a fuss."

Jovie struggled but couldn’t break free from Wyatt. Her eyes welled up with tears, "You’re a bully!"

"Okay, I’ll stop teasing you."

At this sight, Wyatt’s heart softened, and he let go of Jovie.

"You’re nothing but a rogue!"

Jovie said indignantly.

"Didn’t you know that already?"

Wyatt laughed.

"Hmph! Smelly rogue. But... thank you for what you did for Grandpa."

By the end, Jovie’s voice was no louder than a mosquito’s hum.

"What’s there to thank? You’re my wife, and your grandpa is also mine."

Wyatt shamelessly declared.

"Right, Jovie, tell me about your family... Where are your parents?"

Wyatt suddenly asked.

"Parents?"

Jovie took a deep breath, "My parents died in an accident when I was too young to understand things."

From Jovie, Wyatt learned the circumstances of Jovie’s parents.

It turns out that many years ago, the Lee family had suffered a catastrophe, which claimed many lives, including Jovie’s parents.

Although the Lee family had avenged their blood feud afterwards, the dead could not be brought back to life.

"I miss my dad and my mom a lot... Grandpa said, they loved me so much."

Jovie’s slender body started to tremble, and she cried bitterly.

"Jovie, it’s all in the past now. Don’t be sad."

Wyatt cradled Jovie in his arms and comforted her.

At the end, perhaps exhausted from crying, Jovie fell asleep in Wyatt’s arms...

"I never expected this girl to have such a past."

Gazing at Jovie’s delicate cheeks, Wyatt sighed internally.

Now, although he had a beauty in his arms, he didn’t harbour any improper thoughts. All he felt was pity.

"Bully, bully, always picking on me, always picking on me..."

Suddenly, Jovie threw her little fists at Wyatt, babbling away while she was dreaming.

At first, Wyatt thought Jovie woke up. But after a careful look, he discovered that she was sleep talking.

"Wyatt, you big rogue, stop looking at Helen, or I’ll gouge your eyes out..."

Jovie seemed to be dreaming, mumbling to herself for a while before she calmed down again.

Wyatt twitched the corners of his mouth.

What the hell kind of dream was Jovie having?

About an hour later, Jovie woke up.

"You...you..."

She realised she had fallen asleep in Wyatt’s arms and turned beet red.

"Jovie, I didn’t know you talked in your sleep... But when did I ever look at Helen? You even threatened to gouge out my eyes, that’s too cruel."

Wyatt mimicked a terrified face.

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