"Well……"

Tang Fan's face froze and he thought to himself that it was not good.

"Asshole!"

As expected, Tang Fan was afraid of whatever he wanted.

His eyebrows flashed, and purple light flew out, transforming into the ethereal figure of the weapon spirit.

"It's just a piece of scrap iron that has been refined. Even if you have turned into wood under the long-term nourishment of herbal elixirs, you are still a piece of scrap iron!"

"How dare you call yourself the Furnace Spirit? How dare you manifest yourself as the Dragon Emperor? Who gave you the courage!"

The weapon spirit raised his hand and pointed at the black dragon's soul on the wooden pile. He was so domineering that he thought he was the Dragon Emperor again...

"Yes, I am indeed a piece of scrap metal! It's just that I am a loyal piece of scrap metal. I inherited the Dragon Emperor's medicine. Even from the beginning of my life, I imitated everything about him. However, I never thought of replacing him.

, and never betrayed..."

"I only know that since I have become an alchemy furnace, I will make alchemy well. In my life, I have swallowed too many medicines and produced too many elixirs, but I have never been proud of it!"

"Because, I know, all of this was given to me by the Dragon Emperor!"

"Just like you, without the refining of the Dragon Emperor, you are just a smelly, rotten piece of broken stone..."
Chapter completed!