The Wizard Who Endured the World of Murim - Chapter 106

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Surviving in the Martial Realm as a Mage: Episode 106
“Look at this. The Spirit Nourishing Flowers have already grown!”
“Hmm… The 4th Realm Spirit Vein is truly excellent.”
“Spiritual herbs that appear only once every few hundred years in the Lower Realm have fully matured here in just two weeks….”
“At this rate, we could even increase the grade of our elixir production, couldn’t we?”
While the Cheonsa-ok disciples examined the Spiritual Herb Field with excited expressions and recorded something in their documents.
A disciple from the Thunder Lightning Sect who was passing by approached and asked.
“By the way, I heard that Soul-Preserving Grass was also discovered nearby recently. Have you seen it?”
“Oh! That? Don’t even mention it. Apparently it’s growing in massive clusters.”
“Huh? What did the Demon Cultivator seniors do without eating something so precious?”
“For the Demon Cultivators, it seems that’s no different from common weeds.”
“Well… they grow in a different way than humans do.”
“In any case, I’m grateful we came to the Upper Realm. I never expected such a dramatic difference.”
On the earth where the 4th Realm Spirit Vein flowed, all manner of spiritual herbs flourished.
Except for those the Demon Cultivators preferred to consume, the rest were treated little differently from common weeds, making them convenient to harvest.
“The elixirs are now being upgraded to 3rd Realm grade by all the sect seniors working together.”
“With that furnace the Patriarch gave us recently. What was its name again?”
“You mean the Qiankun Furnace, don’t you?”
“Yes, that one! Since its performance is so excellent, the seniors are taking turns making elixirs without even sleeping.”
“If one of the seniors reaches 3rd Realm in elixir refinement, it will truly cause an uproar.”
While the Water Cultivator Disciples were chatting about their recent accomplishments.
A Red Lizard passing by set down the spiritual herbs it had been carrying on its back and scurried over to ask.
[Excuse me, haven’t you made today’s Beast Sustenance Pills yet?]
“Oh! You should be able to get those at the Spirit Beast Hall.”
[Ah! Thank you very much.]
The Red Lizard shouldered its now-empty pack again, bowed its head respectfully, and scurried away.
One of the Water Cultivator Disciples who had been conversing quietly spoke up.
“It’s still strange to me how naturally we’re able to talk with the Demon Cultivator seniors like this.”
“Shouldn’t we be getting used to it by now, brother?”
“I’m gradually getting accustomed to it. These days I can even read the expressions of the Demon Cultivator seniors.”
This place where Demon Cultivators and humans mixed together, each displaying their own strengths while compensating for each other’s weaknesses and growing.
This was Gwireol Valley in the Dongseung Divine State.
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Ilhyang had ultimately been forced to declare territory in Gwireol Valley of the Demon Immortal Realm.
Greedy Heavenly Beast Gyumokrang.
That creature had truly spread rumors throughout the surrounding area.
‘To be precise, it was his subordinates.’
The king of wolves.
While Gyumokrang informed and warned his minions, rumors spread throughout the vicinity, and as a result, no one visited the area that Ilhyang occupied.
Rather, the nearby Demon Cultivators fled at the mere shadow of a human.
‘Building a Magic Tower seems premature.’
If I erected a Magic Tower atop a 4th Realm Spirit Vein, it would likely be able to capture mana equivalent to a 6th Realm Spirit Vein.
‘But if that happens, the mana distribution in the surrounding area would suffer.’
Should I construct a Magic Tower here, it would drain mana from far beyond Gwireol Valley.
After brief deliberation, Ilhyang decided against building a Magic Tower in this location.
It wasn’t an immediate necessity.
I had no desire to create tension with the other realm lords in the vicinity.
‘So what I need to do now is.’
Complete the artifacts.
And establish the sect’s organizational structure.
Fortunately, those I’d brought along—centered around Bing Baek Ma-gun Gu Sang-hak and other masters renowned throughout the Lower Realm—were already operating smoothly with their own established protocols and discipline.
“I suppose I do have good fortune with people.”
[What about me?]
“Ah! I have spirit fortune too.”
While placating the slightly pouting Geum-ok.
Ilhyang retrieved the Black Blood Corpse Demon and Dark Knight Mages he’d stored in his spatial pouch.
“I’m going to complete the artifacts, so lend me your strength.”
The corpse demons, connected through spiritual bonds, immediately assisted in Ilhyang’s work.
Geum-ok sat in the corner, observing Ilhyang’s efforts.
“Let’s start with accessories.”
Ilhyang laid out the finely refined secondary-processed materials before him, then withdrew a blue inner core from his spatial pouch, its essence shimmering with wind energy.
“No time to waste—straight to work.”
It wasn’t as though I was crafting exceptionally high-tier artifacts.
Since my intention was to create something immediately usable, Ilhyang moved with practiced efficiency, combining the artifact components.
‘Connect the materials with pure mana, inscribe the mana circuits, purge impurities, compress the circuits, and…’
The secondary-processed material was a silvery metal chunk roughly twice the size of Ilhyang’s own body.
As the corpse demons lifted it and Ilhyang kneaded it with his hands, the material shrank in real-time.
When it had diminished to roughly half its original size.
Ilhyang carefully placed the blue inner core, which had been hovering in midair, onto the metal material.
Then.
Croooooom—
With a low vibration, the inner core slowly burrowed into the silvery metal.
And suddenly.
Click—
From the inner core burrowing into the metal, mana circuits began spreading outward like blood vessels.
‘Tsk, how temperamental.’
The 5th Realm wind-attributed inner core was extraordinarily aggressive.
The mana circuits were spreading far faster than my original plan.
Normally, this would result in artifact crafting failure or a degraded grade.
But Ilhyang had enough experience to forcefully suppress the failure.
Shhhhh―
‘Gently… slowly from the side.’
I poured mana into the silver metal.
Completely enveloping the entire metal.
Then, while gently soothing the temperamental wind-attributed inner core that had grown agitated, I guided the mana circuit’s movements to spread widely.
After some time had passed, the power of the inner core that had been on the verge of rampaging due to its nature began to gradually settle down.
Soothing the 5th Realm wind-attributed inner core in this manner and removing impurities from the metal took roughly half a double-hour.
Finally, a small silver ring formed in the palm of my hand.
“Phew, it’s complete.”
I wiped away the beads of sweat forming on my brow and smiled.
A ring brimming with wind-attribute essence.
This was the first artifact I had crafted with genuine care since arriving in this world.
“The grade is low, but the completion is quite respectable.”
Since the materials themselves weren’t of particularly high grade, it wasn’t worth assigning a number designation like I had done back on the Seven Continents.
Still, this accessory was crafted with such high completion that it could be used even at the 7th Circle.
“This is certainly worthy of a name.”
What should I call it?
I examined the ring from various angles for a moment, then murmured in a pleased voice.
“Since it can perfectly control the surrounding atmosphere, I’ll call it the Wind-Governing Divine Ring.”
Kiiing―
The faint spirituality contained within the ring responded upon hearing its name.
Thus, a 5th Realm wind-attributed spiritual treasure was born.
After creating the Wind-Governing Divine Ring, I didn’t rest and immediately moved to craft the next artifact.
“Next, I should make some clothing.”
I retrieved the secondary-processed material I had prepared beforehand.
At first glance it appeared to be silk fabric, and I carefully placed it before me, moving my hand cautiously as I brushed my palm across its surface.
Then.
Fwisshhh―
Following my touch, small metallic threads rippled across the fabric like waves.
Moreover, since these tiny metallic waves shimmered with vibrant colors, Geumok, who had been watching from a distance, couldn’t help but blink in surprise and ask.
[What is that?]
“Ah! This is called Five-Colored Divine Light Silk-Metal. It’s made by grinding rare five-element metals to an extreme degree, mixing them with immortal stones, drawing them into threads, and then refining them like silk fabric by blending them with five-element herbs. Pretty, isn’t it?”
[Yeah, the colors are so mystical.]
“Our Geumok has quite refined taste.”
I found myself smiling contentedly.
No matter how excellent the item created, its value diminishes if there’s no one to appreciate it.
In that sense, Geumok beside me possessed quite discerning eyes, providing me with excellent motivation.
“Keep watching. See how this turns into clothing.”
[Okay!]
I gave Geumok, whose eyes were wide with anticipation, an affectionate glance.
I gently caressed the fabric the Jiangshi held, trimming away unnecessary portions as before, and began shaping the material.
Midway through, I retrieved a yellow 5th Realm Core and placed it atop the fabric.
The method of creation from that point forward differed little from when I had crafted the Heavenly Wind Divine Robe.
After another half shichen passed in identical fashion.
Before me stood a dark, ink-black long robe.
“Your name is the Profound Yellow Undying Robe.”
Whoosh—
The moment the name was bestowed, the garment moved as though alive, draping itself upon my body.
With the robe complete, I retrieved a crimson Core and assumed a solemn expression.
“Now it is time to craft the staff.”
A 6th Realm staff.
This required genuine concentration.
I gathered my focus and carefully channeled mana into the prepared materials.
The staff material resembled a dark marble pillar.
In truth, it was a supreme-grade material crafted by thinly slicing thousand-year-old Heavenly Tribulation Lightning-Strike Wood from the Upper Realm and layering it with the essence of the Illusory Bodhi Tree applied between each layer.
This processed laminated wood became a material that was both sturdy and flexible, with exceptional mana amplification properties.
Moreover, it contained abundant power of the Heavenly Tribulation Lightning-Strike Wood’s inherent exorcism properties—truly the finest staff material obtainable in our current circumstances.
However, because exorcism power was embedded within it, the Jiangshi could not touch this material, so I had to craft it entirely from beginning to end.
Whoosh—
From the start, I channeled mana into the laminated wood, meticulously controlling the material’s state while beginning to apply a thin coating of fire-attribute mana.
Simultaneously, I compressed the laminated wood gradually, bit by bit.
‘Remove the most unnecessary portions first… compress the mana circuits.’
As I carefully reduced the laminated wood’s size incrementally, at a certain moment.
I overlaid the 5th Realm fire-attribute Core I had suspended in midair onto the material.
The Core then convulsed violently, displaying a rejection response as it refused to merge with the material.
‘As expected, this Core approaches 6th Realm grade.’
Boom—!
With violent tremors, the Core attempted to shoot outward.
A rejection response caused by spirituality that was far too potent.
Yet I remained unperturbed, carefully dispersing the Core’s power and blending it with the material.
Though the Core initially resisted fiercely, as time passed, it seemed to take a liking to the fire-attribute aura flowing from the staff material, ceasing its resistance and gradually seeping into the laminated wood.
Had I not poured mana from the beginning to establish a foundation of fire-attribute aura in the material, the artifact crafting would have failed.
Fortunately, I overcame that crisis.
In the end, the staff was completed without incident.
“Your name shall henceforth be the Profound Darkness Divine Fire Staff.”
Feeling the jet-black staff in my grip writhe, I bestowed its name in a low voice.
The name’s meaning: deep and dark flames.
The spirituality contained within the staff seemed pleased with the name, exhaling dark-crimson flames from its tip.
Thus, having crossed into this world, I finally held a proper weapon in my hands for the first time.

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