While inspecting the fangs, Li Mo took out the cauldron Meng Lin gave him.
A cauldron could refine pills, so it could refine tools.
But refining a cauldron had a high requirement. After all, some ores and refining treasures had a high melting point.
This required the refiner to raise the flame's temperature while refining.
Raising the flame's temperature wasn't difficult for a refiner, but if the cauldron's quality wasn't high enough.
Raising the temperature would only cause the cauldron to explode.
Fortunately, Meng Lin was an early earth immortal.
Meng Lin didn't care for ordinary cauldrons. So this cauldron was of good quality and could be used to refine tools.
But alchemy grandmasters knew how to refine tools, but they still wouldn't use their cauldron.
An alchemy cauldron was a second life for alchemists. Who would be willing to use a horse like a donkey?
But Li Mo didn't care. He slapped the cauldron.
The cauldron sizzled and roared with flames.
Li Mo was no stranger to refining tools. In his past life, he was hunted for two hundred years.
If he didn't have many tricks up his sleeve, he would've died a long time ago.
So Li Mo had his fair share of refining tools and pills in his past life.
When the flame's temperature reached Li Mo's satisfaction, he put the two fangs in.
"Sizzle …"
An ear-piercing sound came from the cauldron.
Refining tools and alchemy focused on the most basic thing, extracting the essences and discarding the impurities.
Therefore, these flames were burning out the useless substances in the saber-toothed tiger's fangs.
After a stick of incense's time.
The two fangs' shrunk 'by half.
Li Mo took out some refined iron from his storage bag, though Li Mo didn't go out of his way to collect refined iron.
But Li Mo didn't go out of his way to collect refined iron, since he robbed many storage bags recently.
But Li Mo was dissatisfied that there wasn't a single refining ore in the storage bags.
Li Mo couldn't help but shake his head.
"These people are too poor."
If they heard Li Mo's words, they'd die from anger.
'A robber like you has the nerve to call us poor?'
The refined iron entered the cauldron, just like the fangs, first to remove the impurities.
Then, the refined iron that had been heated like molten iron wrapped around the fangs of the Saber-toothed Tiger.
A moment later, a silver rod appeared before Li Mo.
Li Mo's spiritual qi wrapped around his hand as he took out the rod, one end in his hand and the other on the cauldron.
Then Li Mo took out a hammer from his storage bag and smashed it. Ding ding ding dang dang dang!
Even though he was forging a weapon, the tinkling sounds were like mountain springs and the chirping of birds.
It was actually so pleasing to the ears.
Looking at Li Mo's hammer, Li Mo had strict control over each strike.
The iron rod was becoming thinner and thinner. The fangs of the Saber-toothed Tiger did not shatter under the high temperature. Instead, they deformed as the hammer fell.
It was as soft as mud.
Every part of the rod thinned to the same degree, under Li Mo's precise control.
When Li Mo's long rod was reduced to a thin layer, Li Mo took the rod, oh no, the metal plate.
He folded it and continued hammering, lengthening and thinning.
When it was reduced to a thin layer, Li Mo folded it again and hammered again.
If a refining grandmaster were here to witness Li Mo's actions, he would've gasped in admiration.
Because Li Mo was using the Thousand Tempering Hundred Refining Method.
As the universe's most famous refining method, the Thousand Tempering Hundred Refining Method was only passed down by a few powerful factions.
At its peak, the Heavenly Court, which ruled over half the universe, naturally had it, as did the powerful races in the universe.
But the Jiuli tribe, and even some God clans, didn't have it.
Clink clink clank …
The pleasant sound continued, and even Li Mo's face turned red from the heat of the cauldron.
Then Li Mo placed the crimson iron plate in the spring, making it sizzle.
Steam rose from the spring. Li Mo nodded in satisfaction at the shape of a sword. He said, "I'll be back soon."
"This spring water is perfect for quenching."
Saying this, Li Mo threw the sword shaped iron pieces into the cauldron to burn.
Once it reached a certain temperature, he took it out and quenched it.
Why was the Thousand Tempering Hundred Refining Method so famous?
It was because there were too many divine weapons forged this way.
Just like the sword Li Mo was about to forge. Even if he didn't have the best refining ores or steel, just the two fangs of a saber-toothed tiger.
But with the Thousand Tempering Hundred Refining Method, the lowest grade would be a supreme weapon.
In these tribes, ordinary weapons could already be crowned with the title of 'Divine Weapons'.
One could only imagine how rare a supreme weapon was.
And with good materials, precious weapons, sacred weapons, and even immortal weapons were hard to come by.
And rumor had it that those emperors used the Thousand Tempering Hundred Refining Method to forge their weapons.
This was why the Thousand Tempering Hundred Refining Method was so famous.
As Li Mo worked hard, the night passed.
Li Mo only remembered when he heard the chicken crowing outside.
That Eagle Rock said they had to report to the Heart Inquisition Stele. Today was the day they went to the library.
He always heard people say the Elder Council's library was full of top cultivation methods. Li Mo had a hobby of collecting them in his past life.
Li Mo had no choice but to go.
Turning off the fire, Li Mo packed his things and brushed his teeth. He then left the cave and headed for the mountainside.
By the time Li Mo arrived, everyone was already there.
Kong Lin 'er's face lit up when she saw Li Mo. She waved and shouted.
"Brother Li Mo!
Over here! "
Kong Lin 'er had always wanted to learn illusion arts from Li Mo. She knew she wasn't his match, not to mention Li Mo's power and all sorts of mysteries.
Thus, out of curiosity, Kong Lin 'er went from probing Li Mo to expressing goodwill.
Of course, it was mostly because she was curious, not like him.
"Humph!"
Jin Batian snorted at the happy Kong Lin 'er, his face as ugly as it could get.
Jin Batian had no idea what Kong Lin 'er was thinking. He thought the girl he chased for so many years fell in love with Li Mo.
"What took you so long?"
Everyone else had a good night's rest and didn't need the rooster to announce dawn the next morning.
So he got up and washed himself.
Li Mo, on the other hand, had been working the whole night. Although he washed himself, his exhaustion was written all over his face.
Adding to the fact that he was late, Ying Yan wasn't happy.
"Don't you know what day it is?"
Seeing Li Mo's indifference, Ying Yan continued to berate.
"You're remarrying?"
Li Mo rolled his eyes, 'Damn it, you're not done yet?
You're just a mid Nascent Soul Stage cultivator, what's with your arrogance? '
"What did you say!"
Ying Yan's eyes widened in anger as he berated Li Mo.
"Brother Ying Yan, hurry up and take us to the library.
Don't waste our time. "
Seeing that Ying Yan was about to make a move, Li Jian Xin, who had always been a man of few words, unexpectedly spoke a few more words.
Hearing Li Jianxin's words, Ying Yan clenched his fist.
Indeed, he had been the leader of the newcomers these past few days.
But going to the library, which was normally closed, was a big deal.
He also needed to inform the Elder Council of the Library in advance. Right now, the Elder in charge of the Library was waiting in the Library.
Li Mo wasn't too late, so he made it in time.
But if he and Li Mo fought, the elder would have to wait for too long.
If the elder got angry, a deacon like him wouldn't be able to bear the consequences.
Thinking of this, Yan Yan shivered. He gritted his teeth and glared at Li Mo. "You're not a fool.
"Let's go!"
The reason Ying Yan didn't attack Li Mo yet was because of the Elder Council's rules.
Although the Elder Council allowed people to fight to raise their strength, deacons could only fight deacons, and envoys could only fight envoys.
This was to protect the envoys. Anyone who crossed the line would be punished by the Elder Council.
But Ying Yan had no intention of letting Li Mo off the hook.
He, a grand deacon, was cursed by a newbie. Wouldn't he be a laughing stock if this got out?
Thus, Ying Yan kept thinking of how to deal with Li Mo.
With Ying Yan leading the way, the group arrived at Lingxiao Mountain's peak.
A snow-white palace towered there. Who else could it be but the legendary Agongli dragon's palace?
Only two statue-like deacons could be seen at the entrance of the huge palace.
The two deacons' faces were as cold as ice. Their stiff faces didn't move an inch, as if they were one with the palace.
From the palace up to the deacons down.
They all looked cold.
Ying Yan took a deep look at the two deacons, not daring to step on their bad luck.
They were all deacons of the Elder Council, but as deacons of the Agongli clan, their status was much higher than Ying Yan's.
To the side of the palace was a three-storied, snow-white pavilion. It was somewhat similar to the palace.
The pavilion might only have three floors, but each had its own grandeur.
On the pavilion, the words' Library Pavilion 'were written in a flamboyant style.
Ying Yan was no longer as arrogant as before.
Ying Yan took a step forward, bowed and said respectfully.
"Second Elder, this year's new Elder Council envoys have arrived."
"Creak."
Ying Yan's voice just dropped when the Library Pavilion's door opened.
The smell of books hit their noses, but they didn't see anyone through the door.
Ying Yan got up and turned. His eyes tightened as he sternly warned.
"Inside the Library Pavilion, behave yourselves!
If you provoke the Second Elder, you and I won't be able to bear the consequences! "
Finished speaking, Ying Yan turned around and led the crowd towards the Library Pavilion with large strides.