Dapeng's Time Travel Life

Chapter 155 Refining Weapons and Mysterious Ruins

Zhang Peng took a deep breath and threw himself back into forging. He threw the failed short sword back into the furnace, staring at the molten metal, silently reviewing his previous mistake. This time, he was determined to be even more focused and never let the same error repeat itself.

As the molten metal gradually reached the ideal temperature, Zhang Peng carefully shaped it. His hands were steady and firm, his spiritual energy flowing like threads, delicately enveloping the metal and slowly molding it into an exquisite short sword. This time, his technique was even more skillful, handling every detail perfectly.

Once the rudimentary form of the short sword was complete, Zhang Peng faced the most crucial step—infusing it with spiritual energy. He closed his eyes, immersing himself completely in the world of spiritual energy, feeling its flow and convergence within his body. Then, he slowly opened his eyes, a resolute light shining in them, and began to infuse the short sword with spiritual energy.

Spiritual energy flowed slowly into the short sword like a clear spring. Zhang Peng focused intently on controlling the flow and direction of the spiritual energy, ensuring that every strand of it was evenly integrated into every corner of the short sword. His forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and his body trembled slightly from prolonged concentration, but his gaze remained firm and focused.

Just as his spiritual energy was about to be fully channeled into the short sword, Zhang Peng suddenly felt a powerful resistance. Startled, he realized this was the short sword repelling his spiritual energy. He quickly adjusted the attributes and frequency of his spiritual energy, attempting to resonate with the fluctuations of the short sword's spiritual energy. After a difficult adjustment, Zhang Peng finally succeeded in channeling his spiritual energy into the short sword.

As the last trace of spiritual energy merged into the sword, it emitted a clear, ringing sound, its blade shimmering with a faint light. Zhang Peng picked up the sword, feeling the immense power it contained, and his heart filled with a sense of accomplishment.

"Success!" Elder Li Xuan said with satisfaction. "Zhang Peng, you are indeed exceptionally talented. You have mastered the basic skills of weapon crafting so quickly."

Zhang Peng humbly said, "This is all thanks to Elder Li's meticulous guidance. Without your help, I could not have succeeded so quickly."

However, Zhang Peng was not content with this small achievement. He knew that this was only the first step on the path of weapon crafting, and there were still more advanced magical artifacts waiting for him to explore and forge. In the days that followed, Zhang Peng began to experiment with various rare spiritual materials, constantly challenging his limits.

Meanwhile, astonishing news spread from Qingfeng Sect: a mysterious ruin had been discovered deep within the distant Misty Forest. It was said that this ruin concealed powerful magical artifacts and precious cultivation manuals, coveted by countless cultivators.

Upon hearing this news, Zhang Peng's heart stirred. He knew this was an excellent opportunity to improve his strength, but he also understood that the ruins were bound to be fraught with danger. He decided to discuss it with Li Ming, Lin Wan'er, and others, and together they would venture out to explore.

"This is a rare opportunity; we might find the key to breaking through our cultivation level," Li Ming said excitedly.

Lin Wan'er was somewhat worried: "But the Misty Forest has always been dangerous, and the ruins are even more unknown. Can we handle it?"

Zhang Peng said firmly, "We've already overcome so many difficulties, and we're sure we can do it again this time. Moreover, if we act together and support each other, we're sure to achieve something."

In the end, the group decided to travel to the Misty Forest together. They packed their bags, took various magical treasures and elixirs, and embarked on a journey full of unknowns.

After several days of trekking, they finally reached the edge of the Misty Forest. A thick fog permeated the forest, as if concealing countless secrets. Zhang Peng and the others cautiously stepped into the forest, warily observing their surroundings.

Suddenly, a gigantic monster burst forth from the mist. This monster was the size of a bear, its entire body covered in black scales, its eyes flashing red, and it continuously spewed black flames from its mouth.

"Watch out, it's a Shadow Demon Bear!" Zhang Peng shouted. He quickly drew his newly forged short sword, channeled his spiritual power, and prepared for battle.

Li Ming and Lin Wan'er also drew their weapons and fought alongside Zhang Peng. Li Ming wielded his longsword, displaying fierce swordsmanship, attempting to attack the Shadow Demon Bear's weaknesses. Lin Wan'er, on the other hand, used wood-based magic to summon countless vines, trying to entangle the Shadow Demon Bear's movements.

Zhang Peng focused his mind and discovered a tiny gap between the Shadow Demon Bear's scales, which seemed to be its weak point. He exerted all his strength, channeling his spiritual power into his short sword, and thrust it towards the Shadow Demon Bear's weak spot.

The short sword struck the Shadow Bear's weak point precisely, causing it to roar in pain and sway a few times. Zhang Peng and the others seized the opportunity to launch an attack, ultimately defeating the Shadow Bear.

After defeating the Shadow Bear, they continued deeper into the forest. As they progressed, the surrounding fog thickened, obscuring their vision. Suddenly, an ancient stone gate appeared ahead, its surface covered in mysterious runes and emanating an enigmatic aura.