Research-Style Cultivation, Starting by Refusing to Be a Furnace – Chapter 30

Ch 30: Replacing the Cauldron and Forging the Gun

Wei Xing was in the Trading Pavilion, standing at the Three Yuan Cauldron exchange counter, extremely excited.

Usually, this place is deserted. Wei Xing standing here, and being completely wrapped up, naturally attracted the attention of a few people.

Wei Xing placed his identity jade token on the exchange counter, sending out all the contribution points he had just obtained. Then, the formation on the Three Yuan Cauldron on the shelf opened, and the Three Yuan Cauldron automatically floated in front of Wei Xing.

“This weirdo really has guts! Last time he exchanged for the Weapon Refinement Technique, and this time he exchanged for the Weapon Refining Cauldron. He’s really extravagant! A grand gesture~!” One of the onlookers, a young Taoist, said, but his tone was strange and sarcastic.

Wei Xing looked at the young Taoist, noticing his mustache shaped like the character eight, his expression cheap and very wretched.

“Yes, really a grand gesture~” Another person echoed.

“Isn’t it a grand gesture? He’s just stupid and rich. Tell me, why would you exchange for such a thing with contribution points!” The person next to the young Taoist also echoed.

Then, several people looked at Wei Xing like an idiot, and then burst into laughter!

Wei Xing ignored them, directly put the Three Yuan Cauldron into his storage bag, and was about to leave, thinking: “There really are people like this everywhere! It’s not like you spent your contribution points. This Young Master has contribution points, and I can exchange for whatever I want. What’s it to you? You’re just a clown!”.

Just as they saw Wei Xing was about to leave, several people turned around and stood in front of Wei Xing. The young Taoist said, “Hey, hey, don’t go. Since the idiot has contribution points, why not exchange some for the brothers to enjoy?”

“Hahaha, yes, let the brothers enjoy,” the person next to the young Taoist echoed.

“What do you want?” Wei Xing said indifferently. He didn’t want to cause trouble, he just wanted to leave quickly.

“Just that cauldron of yours, exchange one for the brothers to play with,” the young Taoist said in a teasing tone.

Hearing this, Wei Xing didn’t want to entangle with them, he just wanted to leave in another direction, but wherever Wei Xing went, they went, always blocking Wei Xing’s way out.

“Hey, hey, don’t go. Look at you, wrapped up so tightly, you must have something you don’t dare to show people. Our Qingyuan Temple is a famous immortal sect, and we can’t allow such sneaky behavior! Take off your veil.” The young Taoist came up with a mouthful of righteousness, wanting to take off Wei Xing’s veil.

Wei Xing took a step to the side and dodged, saying without emotion, “It’s best if you don’t push people too far.”

Hearing Wei Xing’s words, the Taoist was unhappy, and opened his mouth to say, “Who bullied you? You’re slandering me, quickly compensate me, just give me that cauldron of yours,” After speaking, he reached out to ask Wei Xing for the cauldron.

The commotion attracted other people, and gradually there were more and more people. Wei Xing became more and more anxious, wanting to leave this place as soon as possible.

“This Fu San is too domineering, isn’t he obviously bullying people?” Someone in the crowd said.

“Yes.”

Hearing this, the young Taoist glared fiercely at the crowd. When his gaze reached them, the crowd instantly quieted down a lot. He threatened, “If it’s not your business, don’t shout, otherwise you can try to touch me.”

The crowd was instantly shocked by him, and no one dared to speak.

“Boy, which peak are you from? Quickly compensate me with the Three Yuan Cauldron,” the young Taoist shouted at Wei Xing, and at the same time, with a wave of his hand, the other two also surrounded Wei Xing, the three of them forming a triangular formation to block Wei Xing in the middle.

Wei Xing looked at the scene in front of him, and was also a little annoyed, remembering the name of this young Taoist in his heart: “Fu San, Fu San, good, when I become strong, and the Pill Refining Factory is built, I will make you burn the pill furnace day and night.” He secretly vowed in his heart that he must make this wretched scoundrel pay the price.

Wei Xing saw that the three of them had surrounded him, and there were many more people surrounding them, his brows furrowed tightly.

“It seems that if I want to leave as soon as possible, I still have to hand over the cauldron first.” Wei Xing was about to take out the Three Yuan Cauldron to give to this Fu San.

A sharp voice came, “Fu San, you’re capable, running to my place to act wildly, and still want to try to touch me? This humble one is willing to represent Sword Peak and try to touch your Talisman Peak.” The speaker was Jian San. When he saw Wei Xing was surrounded in the middle, he hurried over, not wanting his money tree, no, his merit tree to be driven away by Fu San.

Seeing Jian San coming, this hooligan also put away his ruffian-like appearance, and mocked, “Jian San, although your sword cultivators’ attack skills are powerful, our Talisman Sect is not vegetarian either, I’m not afraid of you.”

“Oh.” Then, Jian San released his own Sword Qi, a light sword surrounded Jian San, like a snake spitting out its tongue, ready to explode with amazing power at any time.

Seeing this battle, Fu San finally gritted his teeth and left dejectedly, threatening Wei Xing as he left, “Boy, remember, this grandpa is called Fu San, don’t let me meet you next time.” After speaking, the few people left.

Wei Xing watched the three people leave, and the surrounding people were also driven away by Jian San.

“Thank you,” Wei Xing still said in a cold voice, cupping his hands.

Jian San waved his hand, signaling Wei Xing to leave quickly.

Dan Peak, halfway up the mountain, inside the pill refining room.

Wei Xing looked at the Three Yuan Cauldron in front of him, and recalled the scene that had just happened, feeling a little sad: “It seems that I still have to become stronger as soon as possible, otherwise even if I have good things, people will covet them, and I won’t be able to keep them. Today it’s Fu San, tomorrow it might be Shou San, Qi San, Zhen San.”

“I have to arm myself as soon as possible, so that I can ward off a hundred fists with one punch!” After this farce, Wei Xing became even more determined in his beliefs.

Steel, Weapon Refining Cauldron, and Weapon Fire, these were all prepared, and Wei Xing piled these up separately.

“With my current Spiritual Power, it is estimated that it is only enough to support me in refining some simple, small firearms, and they also need to have good power, at least enough to pose a threat to the enemy. It is best to have a large quantity, so that the enemy is caught off guard!”

“It also needs to be easy to manufacture, according to my current ability, it is best to be able to mass produce!”

Wei Xing summarized these needs, and finally thought of a classic handgun ━ the Glock pistol, which is a high-rate-of-fire handgun that can fire one thousand three hundred rounds per minute, and is easy to produce and efficient.

“One thousand three hundred bullets in one gun, then I’ll fire hundreds or thousands of guns at the same time, this scene, tsk tsk tsk, even if the other party has a Magical Artifact to protect them, and can block it, it will be enough to help me delay for a long time. During this time, if I can’t beat them, I can also slip away.” Wei Xing made up his mind to refine this Glock fully automatic pistol!

Wei Xing recorded the dimensions of the entire gun, as well as the required parts such as the barrel, trigger rod, connector, spring, firing pin, gun body, and magazine.

Wei Xing looked at the blueprints in his hand, and nodded in satisfaction.

“The most surprising part should be the spring, durable and long-lasting, it still needs to be made of steel. If it were before, I might not have been able to do it, but now,” Wei Xing looked at the flame in his hand and smiled.

Taking out a pound of steel ingot, and taking out the Three Yuan Cauldron, Wei Xing kept heating the cauldron with the Weapon Fire in his hand, waiting for the steel ingot to melt into molten steel.

Half an hour later, seeing that the steel ingot had melted into a ball of molten steel floating in the cauldron, Wei Xing injected Spiritual Power into it, allowing the Spiritual Power to carry the molten steel, drawing out a straight line shape from a ball of molten steel like drawing silk, and constantly circling according to the dimensions and number of turns of the spring in the blueprint, and finally using Spiritual Power to stabilize the newly formed spring, and placing it in a pill furnace filled with cold water next to it.

The sound of “sizzle sizzle sizzle” surrounded Wei Xing’s ears. Waiting for the sound in the water to disappear, Wei Xing took out the cooled spring and measured the dimensions, and it was exactly right!

“It’s done! I didn’t expect it to really work. On Earth, products are made with machine tools, but I use Spiritual Power, and I can guide the forming and shaping at will, it’s not bad!”, Looking at the spring in his hand, Wei Xing squeezed it with his hand, the effect was good, which was undoubtedly a huge encouragement.

The entire Glock pistol needs three springs, following the same method, two hours later, Wei Xing finally manufactured the other two springs.

With the long-term control of Spiritual Power, while the Spiritual Power decreased, Wei Xing’s control was not so stable, and he kept refining several that were scrapped, and finally obtained the springs he needed.

Looking at the three springs in front of him, Wei Xing also reflected: “It won’t work to continue like this. Although artificial Spiritual Power control is also possible, the effect of control will be greatly reduced over time. This is just a handgun part. If I want to mass produce large firearms in the future, won’t I be exhausted?”

Staring at the spring, Wei Xing fell into deep thought. After a long time, he suddenly snapped his fingers and said, “I’ve got it!”.