My Master Only Breaks Through on the Edge of Death

“But we have no other choice, this is all we’re capable of for now.” Avatar No.2 said, rubbing his chin while scrutinizing the light curtain.

“After all, we’re not certified Artifact Refining Grandmasters yet, although we certainly have the vision. We are just slightly short of the mark.” Xu Fan sighed and said.

“Damn this system limitation. If not for that, I would probably have become the center of attention, just like the heroes in the stories.”

“Since there’s no problem, let’s get started. As for the spiritual ore we need, I’ve asked Pang Fu to purchase it from the Vast Void Domain.” said Xu Fan.

“Your eagerness to get to work is truly commendable.” Xu Fan complimented.

“We can relax for a while, but we should prioritize the safety of our Sect.” Avatar No.1 answered seriously.

“I think No.1 is right.” Avatar No.2 smiled and agreed.

The crafting of the Spirit Boat and Railgun had been a drawn-out process that exhausted their mental energy.

Recently though, they discovered a pleasant place called the Soul Sanatorium where they relaxed completely after a few visits.

With their spirits refreshed, the two Artifact Refining Grandmasters were inspired to continue working, eager to experience the crafting of Immortal tools.

“Pu Tao, what have No.1 and No.2 been up to recently?”

“Why are they so motivated to work?” Xu Fan asked, genuinely curious.

“In recent times, Masters No.1 and No.2 have been either playing games or recuperating in the Soul Sanatorium.”

Upon hearing this, Xu Fan was enlightened. They gained their strength through the restorative powers of the Soul Sanatorium.

“Pu Tao, invite Jade Light Monster Sovereign over. When they are free, they can help No.1 and No.2 alleviate their mental exhaustion.” Xu Fan turned and, with a smile, said to Avatar No.2.

“At your command, Master.” Pu Tao responded.

“Main body, is this considered as an extra perk?” Avatar No.1 chuckled.

“Jade Light Monster Sovereign is Mahayana Stage, can we even withstand that?” No.2 pondered.

During their last visit to the Soul Sanatorium, they experienced the expertise of a top-tier Integration Stage technician. A slight application of their technique had practically forced their souls out of their bodies – if they had primary souls, that is.

“They are a Mahayana Demon Venerable; they can control their strength.” Xu Fan replied with a mysterious smile.

The memory of that pleasant sensation from last time resorted in him deciding to revisit the experience.

“Then, thank you, Main body.” Avatars No.1 and No.2 both said, smiling with their eyes nearly closed.

“Okay, you guys keep busy. I’ll go and continue refining the Mahayana Puppet’s structure. There are a few things that just don’t feel right.” Xu Fan left the underground space after making his statement.

“Sigh, the Main body is back in his lazy mode.” No.1 Avatar sighed, feeling slightly helpless. It was quite something to deal with such a lazy Main body.

“While the Main Body might seem lazy on the surface, he always has some projects in mind.”

“We used to know what he’s doing, but now he’s becoming more mysterious.” Avatar No.2 speculated.

“He’s constantly pondering either cultivation techniques and divine abilities or the Dao of Time.” No.1 Avatar rolled his eyes and declared.

“Isn’t that normal? We also study it in our free time, don’t we?”

“But I feel the Main body should be making faster progress.” No.2 Avatar said, while laughing.

“Enough with the chit-chat. I’ll begin refining the first half.”

“When it’s time to script the Immortal Text Formation, I’ll call for you.” Avatar No.1 announced.

“Sounds good, I’ll check out the skill level of the technicians at the Soul Sanatorium before you need me.” Avatar No.2 then left the underground space.

Smiling, Avatar No.1 shook his head and began refining the first component of the puppet.

…

A month later, in the dojo on the Main Peak, Xu Fan sat high on a stage, smiling as he looked at the First Generation disciples below.

“Discuss the Dao first and solve doubts later, think about any questions you have in advance,” Xu Fan said with a smile.

“Understood, Great Master.”

All of the First Generation disciples below nodded earnestly.

“The Path of the Five Elements, the origin of myriad phenomena, the essence of Gold…”

Based on the comprehension level of the First Generation disciples, Xu Fan began to discuss the Path of the Five Elements.

A cloud formed by the condensation of Merit and Qi Destiny appeared above the disciples, from which Little Flowers began to float down one after another.

Behind them, Dao Scripture, like a scroll painting, slowly encircled the whole dojo.

Then a land of origin was simulated, countless Dao Scriptures began to swim around the disciples like little fish.

The entire Main Peak seemed like a world beneath the sea.

All the First Generation disciples, with the start of Xu Fan’s lecture, entered a special state.

Each disciple had different understandings and saw different scenes in front of them.

The rigidity of Gold, the vitality of Wood, the softness of Water, the ferocity of Fire, the weight of Earth.

Three hours later, Xu Fan had completely expounded on an elementary understanding of the Five Elements Dao.

Then there was the Path of Phenomena, Ice, Wind, Thunder, Yin and Yang…

Three hours later, the cloud of Merit and Qi Destiny and Dao Scripture enveloping the disciples’ heads all returned to Xu Fan.

Looking at the First Generation disciples below, who had all entered a state of enlightenment, Xu Fan smiled contentedly.

He felt like a father nourishing a bunch of children, finally rearing a batch to maturation.

“Great Master, could you please go deeper,” an older disciple with gray hair asked, his eyes filled with obsession.

“What’s there to talk about by going deeper? This information is enough for them to ponder for now,” Xu Fan replied, shaking his head.

“Zhang Xueling, you still haven’t promoted.”

Xu Fan looked at the aged Zhang Xueling with a smile.

“I’ll wait a little longer, the time is not ripe yet. But I do want to thank the Great Master for the measures you’ve taken for my sake,” said Zhang Xueling, gratefully bowing in thanks.

“After all, you are a disciple of Hidden Spirit Sect. With your dedication to the Dao, I couldn’t just stand by and watch you seeking your doom.”

“Once you’ve embarked on the Path of Reincarnation, there is no turning back.”

“All I can do is try to smooth your future journey,” Xu Fan said, waving his hand dismissively.

“Alright, while they are still deep in their thoughts, ask any questions you might have. But don’t raise any questions that are too profound concerning the Origin of myriad Phenomena and the Dao,” Xu Fan instructed.

“…”

“If the Great Master wants me to return, just say so. I’m not a person who doesn’t understand propriety.”

Zhang Xueling said and slowly got up and walked toward the outside of the Main Peak.

“Playing like you did, discussing things in too much detail would harm not help you,” Xu Fan murmured, watching Zhang Xueling’s retreating figure.

At this moment, Pu Tao’s voice sounded in Xu Fan’s ear.

“Master, remnants of the Hidden Spirit No.2 have been located above the Linsen Immortal City.”

In an instant, Xu Fan’s expression changed drastically, feeling a sense of ominous premonition.

“Something is wrong, could it be that the divination was inaccurate?” asked Xu Fan, his expression serious as he looked at the light curtain.

In the light curtain, a wreckage piece, which was an important component of the Hidden Spirit No.2, was displayed.