Chapter 661: The Radio That Can Still Change Tapes

Lin Fan originally thought this would be an incredibly cool move, but after mastering the “Super Fusion,” he realized the fusion pose was actually quite awkward.

If he had to describe it, wasn’t it exactly like the fusion pose he often saw in “Dragon Ball” back in his previous life?

First, perform a silly dance, then tap two fingers together, and shout, “Fusion!”

“Damn it, where the hell did this system come from, and who the hell invented it?” Lin Fan was helpless at this moment, but no matter how helpless, he had to endure it silently.

After all, it was better than having nothing at all.

“Sigh, I need to work hard to improve my strength and avoid facing freak enemies, so I won’t have to use this fusion technique,” Lin Fan sighed, realizing that everything depended on his own efforts.

If he performed this in front of others, he would definitely be laughed at.

Then, Lin Fan took out the “Qing Ming Ancient Bell.”

At this moment, the artifact spirit inside the “Qing Ming Ancient Bell” had already been subdued. After being disciplined by the Thunder Refinement Dharma King and other freaks, it had become obedient and dared not act out.

“Just how should I refine this mind-attacking treasure?” Lin Fan pondered, stroking his chin.

Currently, the “Qing Ming Ancient Bell” wasn’t powerful enough. For ordinary people, obtaining it would be a tremendous blessing.

But for Lin Fan, the “Qing Ming Ancient Bell” still wasn’t impressive enough.

“Nine-Five Red Brick.”

“Flying.”

Which of the treasures he currently possessed didn’t have unique skills or wasn’t a freakish existence?

Since the “Qing Ming Ancient Bell” was his only mind-attacking treasure, naturally it couldn’t be ordinary. It had to become more powerful, more freakish.

Lin Fan snapped his fingers, igniting a flame.

The supreme Dao artifact, the “Qing Ming Ancient Bell,” gradually melted under this flame. With Lin Fan’s current level of craftsmanship, he was already intimately familiar with any treasure, so even after melting it down, he could restore it.

Zhen Junwang’s war halberd was also a treasure. Although all its power had been absorbed, the material it was crafted from still remained.

“Just how should I refine it? This is a bit annoying. Maybe I’ll just leave it to luck,” Lin Fan finally decided, unable to think of a solution and letting the system refine it automatically.

All the materials he had previously collected floated into the air.

Refinement!

All the precious materials were purified, removing impurities, and then their essence was infused into the “Qing Ming Ancient Bell.”

“Ding, is this a self-directed refinement?”

“Refine.”

Lin Fan clasped his hands together, praying silently.

“Please, bless me. I haven’t refined artifacts in a long time. Please give me a supreme one, bless me.”

Buzz!

Suddenly, waves of energy rippled out, and Lin Fan’s eyes snapped open, staring intently at the unfolding scene.

A radiant glow emerged, accompanied by a mysterious aura.

“It seems like things are going well, but what will the final result be? What kind of treasure will it become?” Lin Fan was filled with curiosity, eager to know the outcome.

Just at that moment, music suddenly played, the heavens trembled, flowers rained from the sky, and golden lotuses sprouted from the earth.

This phenomenon…

“Could it be that I’ve forged a supreme divine treasure?” He had never seen such a phenomenon before. Even when forging the Nine-Five Red Brick, there hadn’t been such a situation.

At this moment, Lin Fan’s heart was shaken.

However, in an instant, Lin Fan furrowed his brows and couldn’t help but blurt out.

“What the hell is this?”

“The second set of national elementary school radio calisthenics, ‘The Rising Sun.'”

“Ready!”

“First movement: Stepping Exercise.”

“One two three four, two two three four, three two three four…”

“What the heck is going on?” Lin Fan heard the familiar music and was completely stunned.

Where was the promised supreme divine treasure? Why was this happening instead?

Boom!

A deafening sound suddenly erupted, shaking the entire cave heaven.

“What kind of music is this? Why are we involuntarily moving?”

“Step! Step!”

At this moment, a thunderous sound echoed throughout the cave heaven.

The God of Techniques and the artifact spirit involuntarily began moving under the influence of this music.

“Ding, congratulations on successful refinement.”

“Ding, congratulations on forging a special treasure. Please name it.”

At this moment, Lin Fan was stunned, momentarily at a loss for words.

“The Rising Sun.”

“Ding, congratulations on successful naming.”

At this moment, the light dissipated, and an old-fashioned dual-speaker radio appeared before Lin Fan.

“Is the system messing with me?” Seeing this item, Lin Fan was completely dumbfounded.

But the system didn’t answer, as it rarely spoke except for its usual self-talk.

Lin Fan, stunned, grabbed the item in his hand.

“Is this the advanced version of the Qing Ming Ancient Bell? But why does it look like this?”

“This can’t be right. Something must be wrong. Why do the things I forge always end up so bizarre? Could it be related to my past experiences?”

At this moment, Lin Fan felt like crying.

He didn’t expect the forged item to be particularly impressive, but at least it should look decent.

The Nine-Five Red Brick was one thing; although its appearance was plain, its power was undeniable, incredibly strong.

But what was this dual-speaker radio?

Seeing a button on it, Lin Fan lightly pressed it.

Click!

“Are you kidding me? It even has a cassette tape changer. Do you really have to do this?” Lin Fan wept.

“I… I…”

Lin Fan no longer wanted to speak. Forget it, forget it. This is amazing. I admit defeat. Refining artifacts is just a scam.

Every time he forged something, it turned out incomprehensibly strange. It was really too much.

However, when he learned about the functions of this item, Lin Fan was stunned.

“This…” Lin Fan was speechless because the radio’s effects were surprisingly powerful.

“Master, why did you stop? The rhythm of that music was just too amazing. I felt like I was young again,” the Thunder Refinement Dharma King ran out and said.

“Yeah, yeah, it was so thrilling,” an ancient demon moved its body but couldn’t recapture that feeling.

Lin Fan looked at these creatures and didn’t feel like speaking at all.

“Seclusion ends.”

Lin Fan directly emerged from the abyss underground. The Ancient Race’s Supreme had already left, so he was safe again.

“Where should I go now?”

“Right, I should go check out Wei Junwang’s old lair. In this battle, I lost a lot of wealth. Given Wei Junwang’s status, he should have considerable reserves. I can also kill a few more Ancient Race members to make the Supreme angry but unable to retaliate.”

“Haha, that’s the plan.”

Lin Fan acted on his words immediately, transforming into a streak of light that vanished into the horizon.

Far away, in another direction.

Master Yun and others stopped.

“Master Yun, thank you,” Wu He, the sect leader of the Wu Emperor Sect, expressed his gratitude.

“It’s nothing. As part of the Great Race, we naturally cannot allow the Ancient Race to act so recklessly,” Master Yun smiled lightly, clearly not taking the matter too seriously.

“Oh no, the Wu Emperor Stone Statue is still there,” Wu He suddenly realized.

Master Yun’s expression changed slightly, “Oh no, such a supreme treasure must have been taken by the Ancient Race.”

“I… I…” Wu He felt regret in his heart but couldn’t think of taking it with him when they left.