A ghost

After preparing the profound Dawn Gold and drifting gold sand, Ling Chuxi brought out her true fire. The faint blue flame with a faint purple glow danced with her heart and set up an artifact refining array. The five elements formed a cycle and melted the fine gold and Mithril.

The Luo Chen sword let out a clear sound and the wound on it started to heal.

Zi Yin, Ye Xiaoqi, and the others looked at Ling Chuxi in admiration. It turned out that other than martial arts and alchemy, she also knew how to refine weapons. Although she had learned a lot of things, it did not affect her cultivation at all. What was wrong with her brain? it was fine if she could do two things at once, but she could actually do more than one. What kind of monster was she?

"What are you doing?" Sensing the strange movement in the carriage, white feather turned his head and said.

"Forging." Ling Chuxi replied as she controlled the true fire.