In the weapon-refining room, Beiting Huang was sweating under the intense heat, his face seemingly plated with a nine-colored light. He focused intently on the Melted Ore within the Refining Furnace, picturing the item he was about to create, ah, a plump little baby, dressed in red with a playfully embroidered lotus pattern on its bellyband, chubby hands grabbing its equally chubby feet, a wide smile splitting its full cheeks, drool even streaming down in a line.
As Beiting Huang constructed this image in his mind, his Spiritual Power enveloped the Melted Ore in the furnace, shaping it according to his vision. It was at this moment that the spiritual qi from heaven and earth converged upon this chubby baby, and Beiting Huang also infused it with the breath of the Chaos Divine Source and some demonic energy.
