Chapter 3: Revival

“Guest, why do you try to frame our Fangqi Pavilion?”
Hearing Qu Yi’s words, the salesperson quickly turned to him, his eyes red as he cried out.
Qu Yi chuckled, then walked up to the counter and said with a smile, “Stop crying. I’ve brought a source of wealth to your Fangqi Pavilion. Why cry anymore? Alright, take me to the back yard. I’ll explain everything properly.”
The salesperson stopped crying and stared at Qu Yi in confusion, unsure of why his attitude had changed so drastically. But seeing that Qu Yi didn’t seem like he intended any harm, he began to trust him.
Regardless of the salesperson’s thoughts, Qu Yi went straight to the back yard of Fangqi Pavilion and entered the only dwelling there.
The salesperson had no choice but to follow him into the room.
Qu Yi sat on a wooden chair, smiling at the visibly panicked salesperson, and asked, “What’s your name?”
“Fang Mo,” the salesperson replied immediately, then looked slightly shocked, unable to believe he had told Qu Yi his name.
Qu Yi nodded and studied Fang Mo for a moment before saying, “Don’t doubt it. I have 100,000 divine artifacts here that I want you to sell. Also, I’ll be staying at your Fangqi Pavilion from now on. All future artifact-forging tasks can be entrusted to me.”
With that, Qu Yi handed Fang Mo a space ring.
Fang Mo was surprised at first, then took the ring and immediately scanned it with his mind.
“There are really 100,000 divine artifacts here…” Fang Mo exclaimed in shock, staring at Qu Yi as his body trembled with excitement.
Of course, Fang Mo now realized that Qu Yi had suddenly appeared and deliberately claimed that Fangqi Pavilion could forge divine artifacts, with the aim of selling them through the pavilion.
Qu Yi smiled calmly and said, “You should now know how to deal with those three from the True Treasures Merchant Group, the Ten Thousand Artifacts Merchant Group, and the Rare Treasures Merchant Group. You must sell these 100,000 divine artifacts at a good price. I’ll need a lot of materials for forging artifacts here in the future.”
Fang Mo was even more delighted. Since Fangqi Pavilion no longer had skilled artifact forgers, it was truly surprising—and touching—that a master like Qu Yi wanted to join them.
“Master, welcome to our Fangqi Pavilion!” he cried.
“Qu Yi.”
“Master Qu Yi.”
Fang Mo immediately took out his identity card and sent a message using his mental powers.
Meanwhile, Qu Yi was communicating with the spirit of an artifact.

“Spirit of Tools, what is your connection to the Pavilion of Tools? Why do you want me to come and help it?”
“The Pavilion of Tools was founded by one of my disciples, Fang Qi. I sensed something here in Huobao Town and already learned a bit about the situation. After I disappeared, my direct disciples were taken away by various forces. Only Fang Qi remained in Huobao Town, guarding the Pavilion of Tools. However, it seems Fang Qi is no longer in Huobao Town now. I guess he must have encountered some misfortune; otherwise, the Pavilion of Tools wouldn’t be in such a state.”
Upon hearing this, Qu Yi immediately understood the relationship between the Pavilion of Tools and the Spirit of Tools, and he resolved to help the Pavilion of Tools and restore it to its former glory.
At that moment, Fang Mo’s identity card vibrated, and he immediately said, “Master Qu Yi, our pavilion master wants to invite you to the headquarters of the Pavilion of Tools. He wants to meet you.”
Qu Yi nodded.
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The headquarters of the Pavilion of Tools was located in a remote area of Huobao Town, arguably the most desolate place in that region.
Led by Fang Mo, Qu Yi walked for three days before arriving at a barren rocky mountain area, which was the headquarters of the Pavilion of Tools.
At that moment, a figure appeared on top of the rocky mountain. His red robe fluttered in the wind. Upon seeing Qu Yi and Fang Mo, he immediately flew down. This person was Fang Xinfei, the pavilion master of the Pavilion of Tools.
As soon as Fang Xinfei landed, he bowed deeply and shouted, “Fang Xinfei.”
“Qu Yi,” Qu Yi replied with a smile, also bowing in return.
Fang Xinfei looked at Qu Yi happily for a while before turning sideways, gesturing with his hand and saying, “Master Qu Yi, I was worried when I heard that you wanted to join our Pavilion of Tools, fearing that I might not be able to provide proper hospitality. Now, please follow me to the headquarters of the Pavilion of Tools, where we can discuss further.”
Qu Yi nodded.
The Pavilion of Tools was truly in ruins. The pavilion master himself came out to greet them, yet he didn’t even have a disciple with him.
Qu Yi thought to himself, but he didn’t bring up Fang Xinfei’s pain. Instead, he smiled and followed Fang Xinfei as they flew to the entrance of a cave.
The entrance was inscribed with the three characters “Pavilion of Tools.” Naturally, this cave was the headquarters of the Pavilion of Tools.
Qu Yi was both amused and exasperated. The headquarters of the Pavilion of Tools had reduced to just a cave. Yet he didn’t show it on his face. Instead, he happily followed Fang Xinfei into the cave and deeper inside.
Deep inside the cave, there was a source of underground fire, from which the Ink Wave Divine Fire spewed. Above the Ink Wave Divine Fire stood a four-legged red cauldron, which was the only divine weapon of the divine weapon class in the Pavilion of Tools—the Tanhuo Cauldron.

The Mo Lan Divine Fire is a divine fire that can only be generated within the bodies of cultivators at the Divine Weapon stage. It is black in color, but the aura emitted by its flames is magnificent, like surging waves. Naturally, the Mo Lan Divine Fire is a higher rank than the Black Tide Divine Fire produced by cultivators at the Divine Being stage.

Fang Xinfei observed Qu Yi carefully. Seeing that Qu Yi showed no greed toward that pond-fire cauldron, she was convinced that he truly wanted to join the Fang Qi Pavilion.

“Master Qu Yi, as you can see, there are only me and Fang Mo left in the Fang Qi Pavilion now. We are living in hardship and don’t have many divine crystals to offer you. I wonder if you still truly intend to join us.” Fang Xinfei still couldn’t understand why Qu Yi wanted to join the Fang Qi Pavilion, so she finally couldn’t help but ask.

Qu Yi smiled, then became serious and asked directly, “Pavilion Master, you are currently only at the Divine Weapon stage, and your cultivation level is far too weak to support the Fang Qi Pavilion. I want to ask—why do you insist on keeping the pavilion going?”

Upon hearing this, Fang Xinfei immediately understood that this was Qu Yi testing her. Her answer might determine whether he would join the pavilion. However, she had no intention of lying and simply spoke her thoughts aloud.

“Master Qu Yi, the Fang Qi Pavilion is the legacy of the God of Tools. My master, named Fang Qi, founded the pavilion. He has been missing for a long time, and I’ve been unable to get in touch with him. I suspect he has been killed. My master always taught me that the way of crafting tools by the God of Tools must be passed on. All my fellow disciples have left, but I won’t go. I will follow my master’s teachings and uphold the way of the God of Tools,” Fang Xinfei said calmly.

Hearing this, Fang Mo nodded firmly at Fang Xinfei, expressing his same determination.

Qu Yi was moved. With his own cultivation at the Divine Weapon stage, he couldn’t support the Fang Qi Pavilion at all. Yet Fang Xinfei was determined to persevere regardless of the challenges, out of sheer conviction—a truly admirable trait.

“Alright, I’ll give you my answer now. I will tell you. It’s not yet the right time for Qu Yi to reveal the existence of the God of Tools to Fang Xinfei. After all, I am still only at the Divine Weapon stage and cannot protect her. Revealing that the God of Tools is still alive would put her at risk of death. The God of Tools’ enemies are divine kings. Qu Yi couldn’t afford to be careless, so he decided to keep the secret of the God of Tools to himself.”

Upon hearing Qu Yi’s firm reply, Fang Xinfei and Fang Mo immediately jumped up excitedly and burst into tears.

“Master Qu Yi, thank you!” Fang Xinfei shouted.

Qu Yi chuckled, then looked at Fang Mo and said with a smile, “Alright, our top priority now is to generate income. Fang Mo, the 100,000 divine artifacts I gave you—go back to Huobao Town and wait in the store. Once those three guys return, extort them heavily. The income you get can be considered as funds for the revival of our Fangqi Pavilion.”

Hearing this, Fang Mo became excited once again. Qu Yi had joined Fangqi Pavilion not only without demanding any sacrifices but also giving them such a vast amount of wealth. Qu Yi had truly become the guardian deity of Fangqi Pavilion.

“Yes, I will definitely complete this task successfully,” Fang Mo replied firmly.

Whether it was for the revival of Fangqi Pavilion or to avenge the humiliation he had suffered at the hands of those three days earlier, Fang Mo was determined to fulfill this task thoroughly.

Soon, Fang Mo left the stone cave headquarters of Fangqi Pavilion and returned to the store in Huobao Town.

Inside the cave, Qu Yi and Fang Xinfei sat facing each other.

“Pavilion Master, what level of divine artifacts can you craft now?” Qu Yi asked with a smile.

At these words, Fang Xinfei’s face turned red immediately. He looked at Qu Yi shyly and took some time before calming down.

“Master Qu Yi, although I have reached the level of Divine Weapon cultivation, I can only craft divine artifacts at the Divine Human level, and only a few types,” Fang Xinfei admitted frankly, then looked at Qu Yi with embarrassment.

When Fang Xinfei learned artifact crafting from Fang Qi, he acquired very little knowledge of arrays. After Fang Qi disappeared, he had to study on his own, but the knowledge of arrays was vast, and he had only learned the basics so far.

Qu Yi shook his head. If Fang Xinfei was like this, Fang Mo was even worse—probably unable to craft artifacts even at the higher levels of Heavenly Soul Immortal.

“Pavilion Master, I’d better be honest. Your skill in crafting artifacts is indeed poor. But it doesn’t matter. Now that you’ve met me, you can gradually catch up in the field of arrays. I’ll teach you the principles of arrays now,” Qu Yi said with a smile.

Fang Xinfei accepted Qu Yi’s honesty calmly, but upon hearing that Qu Yi intended to teach him arrays, he became extremely excited, almost kneeling down to become his disciple.

“Master Qu Yi, are you serious?” Fang Xinfei exclaimed anxiously.

Qu Yi nodded and immediately took out ten jade slips. These ten jade slips contained the One-Element Dao, Two-Element Dao, Three-Element Dao, Four-Element Dao, Five-Element Dao, the Dao of Primordial Power, the Dao of Primordial Laws, the Dao of Primordial Speed, the Dao of Primordial Space, and the Dao of Primordial Worlds. These were precisely the Formation Dao that the Artifact God had once taught Qu Yi, and now Qu Yi gave them all to Fang Xinfei at once.

As for the subsequent One-Dimensional Dao formations, Qu Yi felt it was not yet the right time. He decided to wait until Fang Xinfei had mastered those most basic formations before teaching him all the One-Dimensional Dao formations needed to craft artifacts at the Divine Human level.

“These ten jade slips cover the most basic formation techniques, from simplest to most complex. Master these first, and then I will teach you the formations needed to craft divine artifacts,” Qu Yi said with a smile as he handed over the ten jade slips.

Fang Xinfei took the jade slips and looked at Qu Yi excitedly, too overwhelmed to speak.