Wu Tian ignored Mo Zisu's exclamation and focused on his first attempt at refining a weapon. The impurities were immediately burned away by the three-flavored True Fire, and the sword quickly shrank. The originally over-a-meter-long sword turned into a 20-centimeter-long dagger in an instant.

Wu Tian continued his refining, unaware that Mo Zisu was already amazed. He knew that the smaller the sword, the better, so he watched as the sword in Wu Tian's hand shrank and knew that Wu Tian was a formidable expert.

When the sword had shrunk to only 10 centimeters, Wu Tian stopped and sighed lightly, "This is the limit of this material. If I continue to refine it, it will probably be destroyed."

The two of them had already learned from Mo Zisu's exclamation that this was the legendary three-flavored True Fire used in weapon refinement, so they were overjoyed. When Wu Tian said that the sword had reached its limit, they were even more pleased. They were both experts in the mortal world, and although they didn't know much about the world of cultivation, they had heard some rumors. Now they knew they had encountered a master.

It was a great fortune to have a master refine a weapon for them.

They thanked Wu Tian and he smiled, "It's fate that we meet. Take good care of my first work." Wu Tian made a small joke.

The two young men immediately vowed that the sword was their life, and they would die if it were broken.

Wu Tian chuckled, "You're taking it too seriously. It was just a joke." He then sat back in his chair and continued to drink tea as if he had never moved before.

Mo Zisu was already shocked. He had never seen a master in the Nascent Soul Stage, even after more than a hundred years. He had only managed to obtain this low-level technique through his connections, and it was incomplete. He had only just reached the Qi Refining Stage himself.

This was a great opportunity before him.

He immediately kneeled down and said, "I hope senior can accept me as a disciple. I, Mo Zisu, have struggled in the mortal world for most of my life, all for the sake of enlightenment. Unfortunately, my luck has not been on my side. I beg senior to have mercy on me and accept me as your disciple."

Wu Tian was stunned. How did he end up with a disciple after refining a tool? He hasn't even become a master yet, and he still needs his master's permission to accept disciples.

He quickly helped Mo Zisu up, but Mo Zisu refused to get up and kept calling him "senior" while kowtowing.

Seeing Wu Tian's hurried and panicked expression, the two young men immediately followed Mo Zisu's example and kneeled down, asking Wu Tian to accept them as disciples. They knew very well that mortals were no match for the lowest-ranking disciples in the world of cultivation.

Wu Tian was at a loss. What was going on? He regretted getting involved in this mess. Now, three people were kowtowing to him. The two young men were fine, but Mo Zisu was already quite old. It wouldn't look good if others saw him kowtowing like this. Wu Tian lifted them up with a remote true element.

Mo Zisu knew that there was no hope when he saw Wu Tian lifting them up with true element. He felt bitter and tears welled up in his eyes as he looked at Wu Tian. He was about to kneel down again.

Helpless, Wu Tian didn't know how many people in the mortal world had risked their lives to cultivate. However, when he saw Mo Zisu's disappointed expression, he couldn't bear it and said, "I haven't even returned to my master yet. When I do, I'll ask my master if I can accept you as my disciples. For now, let's make you my registered disciples..."

Stolen from Royal Road, this story should be reported if encountered on Amazon.

Before Wu Tian could finish his sentence, the three of them kneeled down again, calling him "master" and asking for his acceptance.

Wu Tian was speechless. How did he end up with disciples? If his master found out that he had accepted disciples casually, he would be in big trouble.

In the world of cultivation, registered disciples and official disciples are different. Registered disciples cannot be included in the master's genealogy, only after becoming an official disciple can they do so. Registered disciples also do not use the master's name.

Although they are only registered disciples, Mo Zisu, Han Lingfeng, and Cheng Ruoshui were already very happy. For them, it was like a pie falling from the sky. Especially for Han Lingfeng and Cheng Ruoshui, who were already experts in the early stage of the Jianghu realm, getting a treasure sword today was unexpected enough. But what they never expected was to be able to take a cultivator as their master. For the two of them, it was like a dream come true.

Mo Zisu quickly recovered his composure, and invited Wu Tian to the inner hall.

The four of them entered the inner hall, with Wu Tian seated at the top and the three of them standing below. Wu Tian knew that they could no longer turn back now, so he accepted the reality.

"I'll tell you now, my sect is the Tian Yan Sect on the Tian Huan Star. It's one of the seven major sects on the Tian Huan Star. This is the jade slip that my master, your ancestor, passed on to me. It only has heart cultivation methods for those below the Nascent Soul stage. For those in the Nascent Soul stage and beyond, I'll have to ask my master before I can pass them on to you officially. And I haven't reached the realm where I can help you refine the Heart Sword yet. But your Heart Swords also need to reach the opening period before they can be nurtured. So, I'll prepare the materials for you. For now, just focus on studying the heart cultivation methods below the Nascent Soul stage. If you have any questions, come ask me." Wu Tian spoke to his three disciples.

Three people immediately thanked Wu Tian after reading the jade slip he gave them. Mo Zisu walked out of the inner hall and took out refined iron from a hidden compartment to give to Wu Tian.

Looking at the dark refined iron, Wu Tian felt the urge to refine it into a weapon. He instructed the three to focus on building their foundations and asked Mo Zisu to assist, as he had already reached the Xuanzhao period and became the eldest senior brother. Han Lingfeng became the second senior brother, and Cheng Ruoshui naturally became the third senior sister.

Wu Tian took over Mo Zisu's practice room and set up a simple defensive formation. He then took out the weapon-refining technique that Wu Yitian had given him from his Qifan Ring and studied it carefully.

Meanwhile, somewhere in the immortal realm, a dazzling figure said, "The people sent by the master have returned."

The calm voice responded, "Hmm, what's the situation?"

The shining figure continued, "The Heaven Fighting Formation has been broken, and the four races have regained their cultivation. When we asked them about the situation, they didn't know anything. The people we sent used soul-searching magic to confirm that they didn't know why the Heaven Fighting Formation had been broken."

After a moment of silence, the shining figure continued, "However, according to the Qin clan, a Golden Core stage cultivator appeared in the Heaven Fighting Formation ten years ago, but his whereabouts are unknown. I think his disappearance may be related to the disappearance of the formation."

"Find out more information and go investigate," the stern voice ordered.

"Yes," the shining figure immediately disappeared.

After the figure disappeared, eight people appeared around the area. They looked at each other with confusion, but the person who spoke earlier let out a sigh, seemingly knowing something but not saying anything.

A middle-aged man stepped forward and said, "Big brother, if the Heaven Fighting Formation is gone, we will have lost our training ground for cultivating immortal soldiers. Although we have many strong cultivators in the immortal realm now, the next sealing war is about to begin. Other realms are all intensively training their armies, and we..."

The middle-aged man didn't finish his sentence, seemingly worried about the future.

The person in charge looked at the sky, calculated something with his fingers, frowned, and disappeared without saying a word.

The remaining seven people didn't understand, but they didn't say anything and disappeared one by one.

Wu Tian was unaware that someone was investigating the disappearance of the Heaven Fighting Formation. He was alone in his meditation room studying the weapon-refining technique. The refined iron was gradually changing shape under the threefold true fire, and a powerful aura emanated from Wu Tian. He opened his eyes, and his face was filled with joy.