Mortal: Refining Weapons for Immortality

Chapter 1, 7 Mysteries

Seven Mysteries Sect, Weapon Refining Hall.

The sound of forging could be heard continuously coming from inside a room.

Inside the spacious room, the scorching stove reflected on everyone's faces, and sweat dripped down their backs.

In the corner, the boy's face was covered in sweat, his eyes were wet, and he continued to pound on the wound despite the slight pain.

boom!

With the final hammer blow, the rough iron in the furnace was forged into the shape of a knife. It was then placed in water to be refined, and a long knife was successfully forged.

[Successfully forged a mortal weapon: a fine iron longsword, rewarded with eight days of lifespan]

"Finishing this job today means I can live for another eight days. The Seven Mysteries Sect is truly a wonderful place!"

He is Lin Changqing, fifteen years old. A month ago, he broke the mystery of his birth and became a disciple of the Seven Mysteries Sect's Weapon Refining Hall.

Of course, after breaking free from the illusion of the womb, in addition to having heightened senses, his soul was also exceptionally powerful, no weaker than that of ordinary people.

What's even more special is that once he successfully forges himself, each time a warm current flows through his body, nourishing his internal organs and spreading throughout his entire body. The most direct manifestation of this is an increase in lifespan.

"Changqing, Changqing! It's me, Liu Feng. Are you inside?" A voice called out from outside, sounding like a sturdy man.

Lin Changqing put his things away and replied, "Senior Brother Liu, I'm here!!"

As he spoke, Lin Changqing walked out of the house. There stood a man of medium build and upright posture, with a warm and gentle face that made people feel good.

"Senior Brother Liu, thank you for your help this time."

"Hey! It's alright. You're also a member of our Seven Mysteries Sect. Although you're not a member of the Seven Absolutes Hall, it doesn't matter. It's all stuff that nobody reads anyway. Besides, I only made a copy; I didn't take the original."

He had been worried about violating the rules, but now that Liu Feng said it so casually, as if he wasn't afraid of outsiders finding out, it seemed like it wasn't too difficult. It was just a matter of walking in a gray area, and there was still room for maneuver.

Before he realized his mistake, Lin Changqing was a handsome and honest man. He spent the past few years learning blacksmithing and never thought about learning martial arts to protect himself.

After he woke up, he looked at the boy's face reflected in the cleansing pool and thought about the secret manual. It was urgent and needed to be arranged immediately, so he sought out his senior brother Liu Feng, who was also an honest man.

"Alright, Changqing, it's getting late. I have to go back to patrol. Take good care of it. If you don't understand, come find me again." Liu Feng handed the package to Lin Changqing, waved, and turned to leave.

Lin Changqing also thanked him and watched Liu Feng walk down the mountain with a smile.

After Liu Feng left, Lin Changqing finished his work and returned to his room. He put the package aside without opening it and began to sit cross-legged to practice the Changchun Gong.

After a long time, he finally entered a meditative state and began to absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth with his consciousness. However, this process was very slow for Lin Changqing, like a snail climbing a hill.

Lin Changqing persisted in this kind of life for a month. Although it was tedious and his promotion was slow, he never gave up.

This Everlasting Spring Skill is a mantra that Lin Changqing learned from childhood and has been passed down for generations, but no one has ever mastered it. Even when he was young, he was playful and had no interest in martial arts. He only practiced it for a few days out of curiosity before giving up. In addition, there was no one to supervise or guide him at the time, so he did not realize that this was a celestial skill and did not pay attention to it. It just remained in his mind.

Only now, after waking up and taking over all the memories, and discovering that this Everlasting Spring Technique has six levels of cultivation and records some basic spells, and is a secret manual of immortals, have I persisted in it ever since.

Perhaps it was because Lin Changqing was no longer young and his mind was settled, coupled with constant practice, that Lin Changqing began to unconsciously circulate his cultivation technique. An invisible vortex gradually appeared deep in his dantian, and a suction force followed, frantically absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. The four spiritual energy particles of wood, fire, earth, and water in the air began to merge into his dantian.

Lin Changqing was in a meditative state as if he were asleep. He didn't know how to describe the feeling. He was in a daze until he felt a faint throbbing pain between his eyebrows, which brought him back to his senses.

He took a deep breath and woke up from his meditative state.

"Finally, I succeeded. It was worth all the time I spent persevering."

"This is the first level of Qi Refining. I feel that my eyesight is much clearer and my strength is slightly greater."

"However, he was more interested in experiencing magic."

"Fireball Technique!!"

Lin Changqing condensed his two fingers, and a small spark appeared, continuously burning in the air.

The spark was very small and went out quickly, but that short time was enough to start a fire, making it much easier to start a fire in the future.

Only after he had finished the experience did he begin to open the package that Liu Feng had sent.

Among a stack of books, Lin Changqing found what he was looking for.

"Seven Mysterious Spears" and "Stepping Forward".

Holding the two manuals, Lin Changqing quickly went through them, figured out the approach in his mind, and began to practice, albeit clumsily. His movements were often off, and his transitions were slow.

Time slowly passed in this immersion, but fortunately, Lin Changqing had earned eight days and nights today, so he didn't lack this little bit of time to pass.

After obtaining the secret manual, Lin Changqing began a busy life of forging weapons, practicing the Changchun Gong, and martial arts.

And so autumn came and winter came, and the four seasons changed three times.

Three years passed in the blink of an eye, and Lin Changqing was already eighteen years old.

With his handsome appearance and being a young boy, he received a lot of help from others during his daily tasks. He was also clever and quick-witted, grasping things immediately. His forging skills improved rapidly, and his martial arts also entered a fast track under the guidance of his senior brother Liu Feng. Even his Everlasting Spring Skill was naturally cultivated to the second level.

Today, Lin Changqing arrived at his usual spot in the weapon-refining hall and began forging the longsword as usual.

Lin Changqing took this forging very seriously, using all his life experience to forge the knife. He used plenty of material and exerted all his strength without slacking off. After all, this was a knife for his senior brother Liu Feng, and he couldn't afford to make any mistakes. This was a life-saving item.

First, melt the materials. Throw the black iron essence and several pieces of high-quality steel into the furnace together and heat it until it turns red-hot, white, and then blue flames emerge.

Then he swung the sledgehammer and smashed it down hard.

Ding-dong! Ding-dong!

The red-hot iron deformed under the hammer, becoming longer and thinner, eventually taking the shape of a knife.

Sparks landed on his hands, burning small red dots, but he didn't let go, his eyes fixed intently on the knife that was taking shape.

He spent a long time forging this precious sword, from morning till night.

Once the knife is forged, take it out of the stove and put it in cold water.

laugh!

White smoke rose up, and a large amount of gas rose up, like a cloud.

Then he carefully polished the blade until it shone, reflecting his image and radiating a chilling light.

[Successfully forged an ordinary weapon: a treasured sword. Reward: eighteen days of lifespan!]

"Not bad, this forging will allow him to live even longer."

"Moreover, it seems that the better the item you craft, the more lifespan it grants. I should forge more items to try and create better weapons and gain even more lifespan."

"I wonder how much lifespan I'll gain from forging magical artifacts in the future."

Suddenly, Lin Changqing saw the number 155 begin to change towards 156.