“Double click 666, friends. Mouse over the present and I will begin singing!”
“Thank you kindly, friend Greenie, for the 20 fireworks!”
“Thank you, White_Goddess, for the 50 fireworks!”
Ye Xiaolu was in her bedroom talking to herself, then started singing…
Ye Xiaolu had been so bored lately that she used her phone to register on a certain live webcam broadcasting site under the name Graceful Qingyi and started live singing.
Before, when the three demons were all still around, she pulled them before the camera. They became immensely popular. Ye Xiaolu, for good or worse, still had a modicum of propriety, not letting the demons before the lens for too long. It would’ve turned the audience crazy.
Ye Xiaolu was in Su Qingyi’s body and singing her top hit Flying Angel. When she stopped, gifts came pouring in.
“Thank you for all your kind wishes. Little Qingyi can only repay you with another song!”
The chat was flooded.
Su Qingyi floated through the door, envious of Ye Xiaolu.
She was stuck, unable to control her own body, while Ye Xiaolu was right at home in it.
‘I’m so useless…’ Su Qingyi was depressed.
Su Qingyi floated into the living room to see the snow people siblings cleaning the place with such zeal. She thought of lending a hand, but she couldn’t lift anything.
Su Qingyi gloomily floated in Li Mo’s study.
There was a large pile of broken magic weapons to the side and Li Mo was refining them to extract their essence.
Close to a thousand different types of essences rested in Li Mo’s right hand, trying their best to flee from each other.
These were rare and precious ingredients that were different as fire and water. Li Mo was forcing them to mix and the rejection was quite strong.
As time passed, their rejection subsided, and soon mixed into forming a cohesive essence…
A football-sized essence radiated a blue light as it hovered above his hand.
This ingredient had no name. But by Earth’s standard, the closest term would be alloy.
Mixing so many ingredients and so perfectly could only be done by using Fortune of Heaven and Earth Art.
“There are still too few types of ingredients inside, with less than a thousand. But it will have to do for a hundred refining.”
If Li Mo were to call the art he’d using that’d be, Hundred Layered Sacred Steel.
The number of item refining ingredients were a dime a dozen in the universe. But only a thousand top-notch ingredients could be considered sacred grade.
The Fortune of Heaven and Earth Art’s record stated that a thousand top-notch ingredients could be refined in a Thousand Layered Sacred Steel. This refined steel was a cut above these thousand ingredients. It was a supreme material that challenged the awe-inspiring imperial items.
An imperial item surpassing a thousand ingredients belonged to someone who transcended the tenth level of power, the one called God Emperor. Such powerhouse had the mystical ability to make such imperial items, hailed as the best items in the universe.
There was a saying. Every imperial item was indestructible, unless it was facing another imperial item.
Everything below God Emperor Stage were ants, no exception. This had been a long-lasting rule since time itself.
And the Thousand Layered Sacred Steel was the sole ingredient that could challenge an imperial item’s rule.
Of course, the difficulty in making it matched the result. Of the thousand sacred ingredients, five were said to be extinct. While the ten strongest were monopolized by other races. Any attempt of getting one’s hands on even a fragment would earn the full wrath of those races.
The Hundred Layered Sacred Steel in Li Mo’s hand was a material called chaos stone, among the ten strongest materials for refining weapons. It was quite rare, but its quality was also lacking compared to the rest nine.
Yet this chaos stone was extracted from those ruined swords.
“I don’t have enough of it. I can only slowly get more in time. But what magic weapon should I make of it?”
Li Mo pondered as he rubbed his chin.
A magic weapon’s shape defined its capability. Flying sword, cauldron, furnace, and mirror were the most common magic weapons. While belt, shoes, hats, and the like were quite useful as well.
With Li Mo’s refining method, he could turn the Hundred Layered Sacred Steel into anything he wanted. Only, he had to put the ole noggin to work if he wanted to make a shape that could bring out the full power of the Hundred Layered Sacred Steel.
“Qingyi, what’s wrong?” Li Mo noticed Su Qingyi coming in.
Su Qingyi shook her head, but the sunken mood she was in couldn’t be covered.
Li Mo perked his ear and got the gist of it.
Even the kind and honest Su Qingyi was feeling bleak watching someone moving her body with such precision she herself could never achieve.
Li Mo said, “Well, there is a way to give you the same control of your body as if alive.”
“What?” Su Qingyi was anxious.
“Forcing your soul into the body and using a secret refining art to fuse the two together. Just that you will no longer have a soul.”
“I don’t quite get it, but I feel the current me is in such a wretched state.”
“A soul allows you to reincarnate. Without it, you will no longer be able to. Take your time and think it through.”
“What reincarnation? Even if I can, will that me still be the current me?”
Li Mo was dumbfounded. He never saw it coming, for Su Qingyi to blurt out such profound philosophical and deep thinking.
‘Yeah, even if I do reincarnate, will that me still be me?’
“Brother Mo, if you can, please help me. I truly don’t want to live like this.” Su Qingyi choked.
Li Mo walked with Su Qingyi in Ye Xiaolu’s room.
Ye Xiaolu could tell with one look that something was off. She switched the webcam off.
“Sister Lu…”
“You don’t have to say it. This body is yours. I can only apologize for using it for so long.”
Ye Xiaolu casually stood.
Li Mo was surprised, “You heard us?”
“No, but my intuition is spot on.” Ye Xiaolu left Su Qingyi’s body, bathing the bedroom in red.
“Brother Mo, do it.”
Li Mo nodded. He grabbed Su Qingyi’s soul and shoved it in her body.
With a mournful cry from Su Qingyi, he began refining.
