Falling in Love to Escape the Original Book Plot [BL]-Chapter 88: Unique Style

An incense stick later, Shen Xu sighed in relief.

"Done." He muttered, his lips curled in a satisfied smile.

At the same time, he looked at the sky and saw an image of two robes.

’Perfect grade level three robes.’ He thought and subconsciously giggled.

Watching the double giggle stupidly, Song Wancheng rolled his eyes in frustration.

’This is going to be troublesome.’ He thought, turned to the spectator stands and tried to catch Zhen Yuan’s eye.

Unfortunately, Zhen Yuan was looking at Shen Xu and couldn’t be bothered to return Song Wancheng’s stare.

’What a pair of troublemakers.’ Song Wancheng shook his head.

’Whatever. I won’t care about them.’ He decided.

At this time, Shen Xu had already removed the robes from the refining furnace.

’This colour is better than the drab grey brother Yuan usually wears.’ He thought while examining the silver-grey robe.

"Student Shen Xu." A voice called.

When he heard the voice, Shen Xu looked up and saw several elders standing before his workstation.

"You are the last to refine your weapon." Qi Xiaowen informed.

Hearing this, Shen Xu immediately looked around.

At a glance, the other weapon refiners had completed their work and were looking at his workstation.

’Fortunately, it wasn’t a speed assessment. If it were, I would have failed long ago.’ He thought.

Thinking this way, Shen Xu smiled and looked at Qi Xiaowen.

"Elder Qi, please assess my weapon." He said, and Qi Xiaowen nodded.

Following that, Qi Xiaowen and Qi Chengfeng began to study the two robes.

Beside them, other elders were also studying the two robes.

However, it was clear that none of the elders were simply assessing the two robes.

Rather, they seemed to be examining an unknown treasure and attempting to uncover its specifics.

’Good luck.’ Shen Xu thought and forcibly suppressed his smile.

When he first began to study weapon refining, Shen Xu was like everyone else.

He followed the prescribed formulas and refined the expected weapons.

However, he lacked a weapon refining inheritance.

Because of this, he kept thinking of ways to improve his weapon refining even without an inheritance.

Unfortunately, this was easier said than done.

After weeks of thinking about it, Shen Xu couldn’t find a way.

Ultimately, an idea crossed his mind when he was cooking.

At that time, he suddenly felt that weapon refining didn’t need to be rigid.

Since salt could be added to bake a sweet cake, why couldn’t he add spirit grasses to refine weapons?

Starting from this idea, Shen Xu retreated and achieved some results.

However, his foundation was too shallow, and the results were not remarkable.

Fortunately, a pillow appeared when he was ready to fall asleep.

This pillow was the space library.

After Shen Xu read the books in the library, his thoughts matured, and his ideas gained new depth.

Although he couldn’t say he had mastered a new method of refining weapons, Shen Xu felt he was on the verge of something special.

Given time, he was sure he could create a new style that was unique to him.

"Student Shen Xu, may I ask who your teacher is?" Qi Chengfeng asked, and Shen Xu shook his head.

"I don’t have a teacher." He said.

"Don’t have a teacher?" The dean frowned, and Shen Xu affected a self-mocking smile.

"I was originally an alchemist but later switched to weapon refining. However, I had no weapon refining inheritance and kept making detours."

"Fortunately, I have a good husband." Shen Xu smiled and soon continued.

"My husband read all the books in the academy library, Dragon City, and several other cities. Afterwards, he summarised the information into a basic inheritance." The double said.

In fact, Shen Xu wasn’t lying.

After reading thousands of books, Zhen Yuan did indeed prepare a rough inheritance for Shen Xu.

However, the library appeared, and Shen Xu got a more comprehensive inheritance.

That said, Zhen Yuan’s rough draft was not useless.

When reading the summarised inheritance, Shen Xu discovered many interesting ideas and theories.

Most importantly, Zhen Yuan unknowingly suggested the herb method Shen Xu was already considering.

After reading Zhen Yuan’s thoughts, Shen Xu became more determined to follow an unorthodox weapon-refining path.

Recalling the events that led to the current situation, Shen Xu sighed.

’Brother Yuan is truly a remarkable person.’ He thought, and a warm light softened his eyes.

However, the elders were at a loss.

’What were they to make of this?’ They wondered.

"Student Shen Xu, isn’t your partner a talisman master?" Someone asked, and everyone turned to look.

"Elder Liu Min." Shen Xu greeted, and the elder nodded in acknowledgement.

"He is indeed a talisman master." The double said.

"Can a talisman master create a weapon refining inheritance?" An incredulous voice asked.

Hearing the doubt in the person’s voice, Shen Xu smiled.

"I don’t know about other talisman masters, but my brother Yuan is a genius." The double proudly raised his chin.

"Shen Xu, do you understand the occasion? Is this the time to praise your husband?" A frustrated voice was suddenly heard.

"My husband is so good. What’s wrong with taking every chance to praise him?" Shen Xu reflexively answered but soon frowned.

"Song Wancheng, what’s your score?" The double questioned, and Song Wancheng glared.

"We will settle our bet later." Song Wancheng spoke through gritted teeth, and Shen Xu snorted.

"Student Shen Xu, your two robes are exceptional, but they need inscriptions to make them more perfect." A female voice said, and Shen Xu nodded.

"I am aware." He said.

"My school of inscription is willing to inscribe the robes. What do you think?" Lin Meirui; the deputy dean of the School of Inscriptions asked, but Shen Xu shook his head.

"There are few level three inscription masters in the Canglan continent. Do you want to entrust the robes to other inscription masters?" Han An; the dean of the school of inscriptions, asked with a frown.

"That’s not the case." Shen Xu started, but someone interrupted his explanation.