Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes

It was only now, that Yang Zhen finally felt a sense of belonging.

In this world, he was no longer lost and clueless.

He had a sarcastic cat, a young lady, a naive Daoist, the Great Missing Sword, and a cheeky rooster. These guys, they were his chosen family in Yang Zhen’s heart.

This feeling was wonderful.

As for the rest, Yang Zhen did not think too much about it. He did his own thing, as long as he was happy, that was all that mattered.

When he threw the Unblemished Sword into the furnace, Yang Zhen’s heart became serious. This refining process concerning the Great Missing Sword could not be taken lightly, as the Evil Shadow Black Glutton resided within it.

Although Yang Zhen still didn’t understand why the Evil Shadow Black Glutton was so attached to the Great Missing Sword, but if the Great Missing Sword wanted something, he would give it. As for the why, that was something Yang Zhen intended to understand in due time.

The Great Missing Sword had a Divine Soul Imprint. As long as it existed, Yang Zhen would never completely understand the Great Missing Sword, like a honey-dipped candy, only by removing the honey could he truly taste its flavor.

Once he entered the zone, Yang Zhen couldn’t hear any environmental sounds around him and even if he could, he would ignore them.

After calming the Evil Shadow Black Glutton, Yang Zhen simply willed his mind. The Golden Lotus Heavenly Fire erupted into a huge wave of heat, the horrifying heat shock surprised everyone present.

“Young friend Yang Dianfeng, stop quickly, this will ruin a sacred weapon. Once the Divine Soul Imprint on it is destroyed, the master of the Unblemished Sword of Heavenly Spring Sacred Land won’t let you go.”

“So what?”

Yang Zhen answered calmly, acknowledging that he had stolen from others, he never thought the other party would be polite. He really wasn’t afraid of hard resistance.

If he couldn’t fight, he could just run. The world was so big, would they issue a global bounty on him?

As for face, what was that?

In any case, Yang Zhen was shameless.

“You… you… sigh…” Master Tie had a complicated expression as he fixed his gaze on Yang Zhen and said, “Why bother? As you can see, the people from Heavenly Spring Sacred Land are totally unreasonable. If you offend them, you can’t live a good life.”

Yang Zhen laughed. He didn’t expect this stubborn old man to care about him. That was not bad.

No one noticed that Luoluo’s face lit up. She stared closely at Yang Zhen and unconsciously moved closer to him. If it hadn’t been for the puzzled Master Tie pulling her back, she would have put her face in front of Yang Zhen, seemingly eager to examine him thoroughly.

Yang Zhen glanced back and saw Master Tie’s bewildered look. He laughed and said, “You don’t need to worry at all. Because this Sao Saint is even more unreasonable than them.”

“What?”

Master Tie had evidently never met someone who admitted to being unreasonable. He was rendered speechless, heaved a sigh, shook his head and said, “Anyway, do whatever you want. I don’t like Heavenly Spring Sacred Land’s behavior either. But as far as I know, the material of this Unblemished Sword is extremely peculiar. Without special methods, it is almost impossible to destroy, let alone remelt it.”

Refining and remelting are different. Refining is just adding other things, while remelting means completely melting it with firepower and reshape it. If Yang Zhen wanted, he could reshape the Unblemished Sword into a different form.

While controlling the temperature of the Golden Lotus Heavenly Fire, Yang Zhen probed the state of the imprint and the material of the Unblemished Sword. Hearing Master Tie’s words, he was surprised and asked, “So, this Unblemished Sword is not an ordinary sacred weapon?”

“Of course not. Otherwise, it wouldn’t have broken my weapon.” Master Tie hmphed, “It is a sacred weapon that has been inherited for tens of thousands of years. It was probably tempered in an extremely cold place for tens of thousands of years, so the material of the Unblemished Sword has already mutated. I’m afraid ordinary Golden Lotus Heavenly Fire cannot melt it.”

Yang Zhen exclaimed in surprise, looking at the unassuming Unblemished Sword before him with a strange expression. He truly hadn’t noticed that this thing had been tempered in an extremely cold place for tens of thousands of years.

Seeing the surprised expression on Yang Zhen’s face, a mocking look flashed in Lu Tianwei’s eyes. He looked at Yang Zhen as if he were a country bumpkin, completely forgetting his own predicament.

Master Tie gave a bitter smile, shaking his head at Yang Zhen.

Under such circumstances, Yang Zhen should have known to quit while he was ahead. For some reason, Master Tie was genuinely afraid that Yang Zhen might accidentally destroy the Divine Soul Imprint on the Unblemished Sword, incited revenge from the Heavenly Spring Sacred Land.

He’d finally found a young friend he could talk to, and now Master Tie had started worrying for Yang Zhen.

The rest of the crowd also hesitated, looking at each other in confusion. However, most of them appeared disappointed.

The material for the ten-thousand-year sacrificial refining was already a mutated existence, and it bore the soul imprint of a powerful being from the Heavenly Spring Sacred Land. It seemed they wouldn’t witness this unique refining process after all.

The most disappointed was probably Luoluo. Hearing Master Tie’s words, a trace of dejection flashed in her eyes as she glared fiercely at Fang Zhongjian, who was still unconscious on the ground.

Just when everyone thought Yang Zhen would admit defeat, a heavy sound suddenly resounded.

Clang!

The exceedingly weighty sound was like a hammer heavily struck on everyone’s faces, so everyone turned their heads in surprise toward the direction of the sound.

Yang Zhen placed a large object on the table that resembled a door panel. Without looking back, he asked Master Tie, “Old fellow, could you tell me how many years this big brother of mine has been refinely sacrificed?”

What?

The crowd was taken aback. They were surprised that the unimpressive object Yang Zhen had thrown out had been refined too.

But what was it?

A sword?

Who would use such a sword? Probably only an unconventional person like Yang Zhen, using such an odd thing.

Yang Zhen didn’t look at the peculiar expressions of the crowd. Goddamn, wasn’t it just a passionately refined ten-thousand-year entity? Was it that impressive? Did they really think he, Sao Saint, was some naive hillbilly?

“This…this…ssss…this…this…”

Master Tie was circling the Great Missing Sword, his eyes growing larger, his mouth making a sizzling sound. To those who didn’t know, he might have looked like a bug spirit.

“Great Missing Sword!” Luoluo jumped up, truly jumped up. Her eyes were full of excitement. “I knew it, I knew it…”

Luoluo’s sudden movement startled Master Tie, and he scolded her, “Girl, don’t make such a fuss! It’s called the Unblemished Sword, not the Great Missing Sword. And what did you mean by ‘I knew it’?”

“No, nothing.” Luoluo cheerfully returned to Master Tie’s side. She looked at Yang Zhen with delight. After recognizing the Great Missing Sword, she had definitely ascertained Yang Zhen’s identity.

How could Luoluo, who could even mention the name ‘Dadi,’ not recognize the Great Missing Sword?

When she heard Yang Zhen saying “Sao Saint”, she had already begun to doubt Yang Zhen’s identity. Now that she was sure, she was actually less nervous. The look she gave Yang Zhen had turned into little stars, fully expressing the typical reaction of a fangirl.

Yang Zhen looked at Luoluo in surprise-he winked at her then was about to speak when Master Tie suddenly exclaimed, “Ten thousand years, at least ten thousand years, Yang Dianfeng, my friend, your door panel is a significant thing.”

“Of course, it is.”

Yang Zhen replied smugly. He then set his sights on the Unblemished Sword, lightly snorted, and his body suddenly exploded with brilliant starlight, rushing towards the Golden Lotus Heavenly Fire beneath the Unblemished Sword.

“This is…Stellar Talent?”

Master Tie’s eyes widened, almost popping out.