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The Rise of the Black Plain

Minos Stuart is a regular young nobleman with average abilities and limited prospects for his future. However, just as he was about to embark on his cultivation journey, he suffered a severe injury that left him on the brink of death! Nevertheless, a stroke of luck befalls Minos as a fragment of the soul from an ancient specialist recognizes him, giving him a chance of one in a billion. This opportunity will open up a new and exciting path for Minos, filled with risks and thrilling experiences, as he gathers the strength to keep a promise and pursue his own ambitions! *** Notice: This is a fantasy story and, as such, is not related to any fact of reality. Disclaimer: I don't own the cover; if its original creator wants me to take down or put credit, leave a message in any chapter, and I'll do it as soon as possible. https://discord.gg/4437dvvk9x

RVN_1998 · Fantasy
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The Ideal Suit

After hearing the husky voice of that blacksmith, Minos and Abby looked at each other for a moment, and then the blue-haired girl began to speak. "The elder is correct. We are here to place an order."

"Ehh, the person who attended you at the shop told that I only produce medium-level grade-2 weapons, right?" The old man asked as he continued to increase the intensity of that furnace with his equipment.

It was unusual for him to interact with clients with Minos and Abby's level, as 5th stage cultivators couldn't even use weapons produced by a blacksmith like him.

To give you an idea, weapons of different classifications had many peculiarities. Still, a single one was enough to prevent cultivators up to a certain level from not being able to use them.

That was the weight!

As the level of cultivators increased, the power of weapons would have to grow so that these items could be used without being damaged.