After this thrilling “adventure,” the youngsters completely behaved themselves, reflecting on their actions behind closed doors for a whole year. Aside from attending classes and cultivating on time, they honestly stayed in their courtyards every day, unable to go anywhere.
During this year, all four made significant breakthroughs. Ming Xuan and Xue Yu broke through to the mid stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm, while Mu Zhongxi and Luo Qingyu also naturally and successfully broke through to the Foundation Establishment Realm.
Funnily enough, whenever she crafted artifacts, she would always think of that day in the main hall and the pained, disappointed look in Elder Duan's eyes.
That day, Elder Duan had stared at her, his voice trembling as if she had committed a heinous crime. “Such a good prospect for a sword cultivator! Why did you have to choose artifact cultivation?! Child, think carefully. Don't do this out of temporary confusion!”
But Luo Qingyu wouldn't listen. No matter how earnestly Elder Duan advised her, she adamantly refused, insisting to the death on choosing artifact cultivation.
In the end, seeing her completely stubborn attitude, Elder Duan could only let out a long sigh, wave his hand helplessly, and completely give up trying to persuade her.
As for Sect Master Qin Fanfan, he was very open-minded and respected her choice. He brought in Elder Liu of the Artifact Peak to specifically teach Luo Qingyu artifact crafting.
However, Elder Liu also had a free-spirited, easygoing personality, and his teaching style was mainly “go with the flow.”
At their first meeting, Elder Liu sized Luo Qingyu up, shook his head, and sighed. “You, such a good prospect for a sword cultivator, why did you have to choose our path of artifact cultivation?”
“Child, why don't you first go to the library to read the introduction to artifact crafting? If you really can't learn it, don't feel any psychological burden. In any case, our Qiuyun Peak believes in going with the flow.”
At first, Elder Liu felt that although this martial niece had chosen artifact cultivation, she was diligent and a good kid.
But as days passed, she never came to find him.
“This child... could she be under too much pressure and hitting a dead end?”
The more Elder Liu thought about it, the more uneasy he felt. So today, he decided to visit the library to check on the situation and, in passing, guide this stubborn martial niece.
Who would have thought that when he arrived at the library and asked, Steward Yu, the manager, would tell him, “Oh, you mean Qingyu? She stayed here for a bit today, then left.”
“She said... she seemed to have understood something? She was in quite a hurry when she left.”
“Could she really have understood it?” Elder Liu scratched his head, turned around, and rushed back to the Green Bamboo Courtyard.
Pushing open the gate of the Green Bamboo Courtyard, the yard was very quiet.
He quietly walked inside, only to see Luo Qingyu sitting quietly by the stone table, holding a transmission jade slip in her hand, her expression so focused it was almost eerie.
She kept her head down, her fingertips tracing something on the jade slip. She didn't seem to be checking information or sending a message, but rather... studying something?
Elder Liu's heart skipped a beat, and he quietly approached her.
When he got closer to look, he was so shocked he almost pulled his beard out.
The perfectly intact transmission jade slip in Luo Qingyu's hand had actually been forcefully disassembled by her!
The delicate jade casing was pried into two halves. Inside, the complex core incantation and spiritual energy circuits were being carefully poked by her with a thin bamboo skewer.
“Oh my goodness! My little ancestor!”
Elder Liu's eyes went wide, and his voice cracked. “Qingyu, child! Have you gone mad from reading?! This is a transmission jade slip, not a piece of common iron. You can't disassemble it like this!”
Stomping his feet in distress, he hurriedly stepped forward to stop her, yet feared he would startle his martial niece and cause her hand to shake, ruining the jade slip. He could only advise her earnestly.
“Child, it's okay if you can't learn it. The path of artifact crafting is broad and profound. Who disassembles a jade slip right from the start? I will teach you slowly. Put it down first!”
Hearing Elder Liu's words, Luo Qingyu looked up, her face calm. “Don't worry, Elder Liu. I'll put it back together right away.”
As soon as she finished speaking, her fingers flew, moving so fast it was a blur. Under her hands, the disassembled jade casing, core incantations, and complex spiritual energy circuits were reassembled.
In just a moment, a perfectly intact transmission jade slip reappeared in her hand.
Elder Liu's mouth fell open, and his steps to move forward froze right in place. He stared dumbfounded at the scene, his eyes nearly popping out of his head.
For a moment, his mind went completely blank. Then, he suddenly snapped out of it, and a wave of wild joy surged in his heart.
A genius! An absolute genius!
She had only read books in the library for a month, yet she could reach a level of understanding the structure of a magical treasure so thoroughly that she could disassemble and assemble it in a flash?
This wasn't hitting a dead end at all; she had completely seen through the secrets of artifact crafting!
From then on, Luo Qingyu was unstoppable in the path of artifact crafting, as if all her meridians had been opened.
She not only learned how to make magical treasures but also began to boldly improve them.
Before long, a small storm swept through the cultivation world—Luo Qingyu's improved transmission jade slip was officially launched.
This new type of jade slip nearly monopolized the transmission jade slip business originally run by the Chengfeng Sect, which made the elders of the Chengfeng Sect incredibly angry.
This jade slip not only allowed for long-duration calls, but also allowed creating group chats, posting dynamic videos, and so on. Most importantly, it was unaffected even inside barriers.
In the sect's Main Peak.
Hearing the praises from outside, Qin Fanfan was incredibly smug. His old face was full of smiles he couldn't hide. He stroked his beard from time to time, his grin stretching from ear to ear.
He looked with delight at his fourth disciple who had brought him so much pride. The more he looked, the more pleasing she seemed. He wished he could loudly tell those old artifact-crafting fellows of the Chengfeng Sect that this was his wonderful disciple's doing.
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