The Quest for Immortality
Chapter 1384: Evil Arms Master (2)

Those who accomplish great things must possess unwavering determination.

At a certain height, talent is not rare.

But unwavering determination is often rarer than innate talent.

Especially in the path of Artifact Refining and Sword Casting, it requires extraordinary patience and strong perseverance.

"Today, you can go back."

The Evil Arms Master said casually, "Come back tomorrow, but... don’t blame me for not reminding you. You may endure for one day, but not necessarily for three days, seven days, let alone a month."

"You’ve already arrived at this Ten Thousand Demons Prison, you can’t escape even if you have wings, no one will come to rescue you. You better give up hope and make a plan early."

"In this world, although Monster cultivators and Demon Cultivators are in darkness and everyone shouts to kill them, it doesn’t mean they can’t live."

"Think carefully, take care of yourself..."

Ouyang Mu was about to say something, but due to excessive blood loss, his mind blurred, and he fainted.

The Evil Arms Master gestured and called in a monster cultivator outside the door, instructing: "Take him away..."

"Yes."

The monster cultivator took Ouyang Mu away.

Not long after, Jin Gui walked in and asked: "How is it?"

The Evil Arms Master said: "His temper is too hard, it needs to be polished."

Jin Gui nodded and said: "He has lost too much blood, take the opportunity to feed him a Blood Pill, supplement some Monster Blood, spare us the trouble."

The Evil Arms Master shook his head, "A forced melon is not sweet. Doing this will only drive him to die. If he doesn’t yield from the heart, doesn’t take this step himself, he can’t become a Demon Monster."

Jin Gui’s face turned stern.

He understood what this old monster cultivator was saying.

But his command being negated still made him very displeased.

"Don’t waste too much time, the young master’s patience is limited, and don’t delay the young master’s grand plan."

Jin Gui coldly glanced at the old monster cultivator and turned to leave.

The old monster cultivator remained indifferent, instead turning his head, taking out a piece of White Bone, and began to grind it on his own.

Meanwhile, he murmured in a voice barely audible:

"Artifact Refining is like this. These monster cultivators just need to use Evil Artifacts to kill, but Artifact Refiners consider many more things..."

"... The harder the material, the more precious."

"But no matter how hard the material, after thousands of hammerings and temperings, it’ll deform and be cast into an Evil Artifact according to my will."

"... It’ll always stay with me..."

...

On the rooftop, Mo Hua heard this and frowned slightly, then quietly left.

After leaving, Mo Hua noted the location of the Chamber of Evil Instruments, along the way found a few Spiritual Pivot Formations, avoided the patrolling monster cultivators, repaired them quietly, then covered them with mud and stones, hiding the Formation Patterns lest they be discovered.

After doing all this, Mo Hua returned to the prison.

Ouyang Mu had already been sent back.

He lay on the ground, breath faint, face as pale as paper, still trembling slightly, clearly enduring acute pain.

The monster cultivators wouldn’t kill him temporarily, but if Little Wood doesn’t comply with the monster cultivators’ desires, he’ll surely suffer a lot.

Moreover, what follows is even harder to predict.

These monster cultivators are mentally unstable, easily irritable, who knows what heinous things they might do.

Mo Hua sighed.

The dog-headed monster guarding the prison was not there, Mo Hua appeared.

Song Jian was startled by Mo Hua’s sudden appearance.

On the contrary, Ling Huxiao’s worried face brightened.

"The monster cultivators gave a pill, I didn’t dare to feed it to Junior Brother Mu..." Ling Huxiao said.

"Okay." Mo Hua nodded.

Even though according to the information he eavesdropped, the pill shouldn’t have been tampered with, but caution is always advisable, if can avoid taking, then don’t take.

Mo Hua took out several Blood Restoration Pills, a Small Rejuvenation Pill, and some pills to nourish Blood Qi, and fed them to Ouyang Mu.

Ouyang Mu’s complexion instantly improved greatly.

His wounds also began to gradually heal.

"Aunt Wan’s pills are really good..." Mo Hua thought quietly.

Otherwise, without Spirit Stones, he couldn’t buy these valuable pills himself.

After a moment, the Blood Qi that Ouyang Mu had lost improved significantly, he murmured softly:

"Thank you... Brother Mo..."

Mo Hua shook his head, "No problem."

"It’s just..." Mo Hua frowned, "You still have to go over tomorrow. If the Evil Arms Master forces you to refine Evil Artifacts again, what will you do?"

Ouyang Mu was taken aback, only then realizing that everything in the Chamber of Evil Instruments just now had been seen by Mo Hua.

The monster cultivators spontaneously brought him to the secluded Chamber of Evil Instruments, and the door was tightly closed, seemingly very secure.

Yet Brother Mo managed to blend in...

"Brother Mo really has vast Divine Skills..."

Ouyang Mu thought silently.

As for the matter of refining Evil Artifacts.

Ouyang Mu said solemnly: "I am a disciple of the Ouyang Family of Tai’a Sect. Evil Path Demon Artifacts, I would rather die than refine them!"

Mo Hua pondered for a moment and suddenly said:

"Actually, it’s not impossible to refine..."

Ouyang Mu froze: "Brother..."

Mo Hua whispered: "You silly, pretend to refine a little, casually muddle through, otherwise, with your straightforward temper, after that wolf tooth locks bite a few more times, even your life will be gone."

"But..." Ouyang Mu hesitated.

"No buts, adapt to circumstances, besides..."

Mo Hua recalled bits and pieces of the Evil Arms Master in his mind and said slowly:

"That Evil Arms Master, obviously a seasoned old Sword-Casting Master, his Sword-Casting skills must be superb, many of his skills are probably unusual."

"As for skills, although there’s division between Righteous and Demonic, they’re not as absolutely distinct as you think, learn those that are good and discard those that are not."

Ouyang Mu was still somewhat concerned, "What if I can’t distinguish and end up learning wrongly..."

Learning from the Evil Arms Master to refine Artifacts might lead astray without noticing.

Mo Hua said: "No problem, I’m familiar with this."

After all, I secretly learned Heavenly secret Tricky Calculation from my terrifying Uncle.