Lin Feng looked at Meng Zhu at this moment, with a smile on his face. He hadn't expected Meng Zhu to be such a principled person and admired her character. Then he continued to say to Meng Zhu, "You are mistaken; this is not magnetic core black iron. Here are thirty spirit stones for you, don't rush to refuse me. You'll see why it's worth thirty spirit stones."
Lin Feng handed thirty spirit stones directly to Meng Zhu. Meng Zhu was reluctant to take them, but Lin Feng didn't care too much and suddenly closed his eyes. As soon as his eyes closed, a blood-red flame suddenly flared up on his hand holding the long black object. The flame, as if it had life, roared around Lin Feng's hand, completely enveloping the black item!
What!
Is he an Artifact Refiner?
He... he's too young!
He actually... actually refined his Innate True Fire!
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