It was repaired, but this copper bell was not a heavenly-grade magic weapon. Judging from the aura it exuded, it was clearly a low-level yellow-grade magic weapon, and it was the kind that had just crossed the threshold of the yellow grade.
"Master Feng, is this the wonderful method that you said is worthy of its reputation? Second Master Feng, I'm afraid that the incense you burned in your previous life was burned in vain, hahahaha..." Master Tian laughed loudly and slapped him in the face again.
But there was no need for him to do anything. Looking at the magic weapon in front of them, which could only be barely yellow-grade, and thinking of their previous flattery, the Feng family members headed by Feng Chengzu had already been ashamed and their faces were almost swollen from their own beatings.
"Are you sure this is the ancestral secret skill of your Jiang family? Just this... just this..." Master Tian had already made a move, so of course Gu Qingxi would not be polite to Jiang Heguang. She said contemptuously, and her eyes once again showed that kind of look that was not very hurtful but very insulting.
If Jiang Heguang had been more sensible and self-aware, and stepped down like Master Hong, she would not bother to argue with him.
In Tiancang Continent, any cultivator with a little strength would be arrogant, not to mention that he was an instrument refiner with a transcendent status.
But Jiang Heguang was not ignorant. He had already lost face in the last appraisal and was almost drowned by spit, but he still refused to give up and stayed on the stage in an attempt to turn things around.
Since he insisted on humiliating himself, Gu Qingxi had no choice but to help him. He
was slapped in the face, and slapped in the face again. Hearing Gu Qingxi's words, Jiang Heguang's originally pale face turned red again, but it was the kind of sick red.
"Being able to identify the Seven-Star Gathering Spirit Bell as the Soul-Destroying Bell and the Yellow-grade magic weapon as the Heaven-grade, it is worthy of the Jiang family's ancestral unique skills." A white-haired patriarch of a noble family followed suit and slapped his face.
"I have lived for most of my life, but this is the first time I have seen such a unique skill. I have learned a lot. I have really learned a lot."
"Why is it called a unique skill? Only Master Jiang can display such a unique skill. Other weapon refiners don't have this ability."
"I am fortunate to have seen such a unique skill. My life has not been lived in vain." The others echoed and slapped their faces.
Who said that the demon cultivators are brainless and only know how to fight and kill? Look at how poisonous their mouths are...
Gu Qingxi suddenly felt that the righteous immortal sects in Tiancang Continent were just lucky. They fought with the demon cultivators, and they had always fought with sword skills, alchemy skills, weapon skills, or formation skills, so they could fight evenly and even have a slight advantage.
If they were to fight, the righteous immortal sects would probably have been destroyed by the demon cultivators countless times.
Of course, even if they were to criticize in their hearts, Gu Qingxi actually knew: if it were someone else, these demon cultivators might not be so poisonous, and they would have to give each other some face, but there was no way, this time the person they offended was Jiang Heguang.
Just now, I heard several young demon cultivators discussing privately that this famous weapon refining master is not only arrogant and eccentric, but also famous for his revenge.
With Gu Qingxi's eyesight, it is not difficult to see that this Master Jiang is indeed not a broad-minded person.
They were very angry just now and offended Jiang Heguang too badly. Once Jiang Heguang turned over, I am afraid that none of the demon cultivators present would have a good life.
So for the rise and fall of the family, they must trample Jiang Heguang to death and not give him a chance to turn over.
Their goal was achieved. Hearing the sarcasm from the audience, Jiang Heguang's old face almost turned purple, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing.
This is not a slap in the face, it is clearly a stab in his heart.
And it's not just one person stabbing, but a group of people stabbing, you stab me, one knife after another, piercing his heart with thousands of holes.
It's over, his reputation in this life is completely over.
"Puff..." Jiang Heguang was exhausted from repairing the magic weapon, but he just held on because he didn't want to be too embarrassed. Now he couldn't hold on any longer under the siege of the crowd, spitting out a mouthful of blood and falling on his back.
The mocking voices from the audience stopped, but there was no sympathy in their eyes when they saw Jiang Heguang lying straight on the ground with blood mist still gushing out of his mouth.
If they had taken the so-called Soul-Destroying Bell in the last game, and ended up with nothing, who would sympathize with them?
If Jiang Heguang escaped today and was retaliated against in the future, who would sympathize with them?
In the world of demon cultivators, there is not so much compassion for the world.
Not only them, Wu Yuanfang also had no sympathy for Jiang Heguang.
Although it was common for refiners to make mistakes at the weapon appraisal conference, they usually only mistook a yellow-grade magic weapon for a black-grade one, or mistook a black-grade one for a ground-grade one, which would not have a big impact. Jiang Heguang, on the other hand, mistook a useless magic weapon for a semi-divine one.
Fortunately, Gu Qingxi distinguished the truth in time, otherwise the Xiling Chamber of Commerce would have lost face.
This time, if it wasn't for proving his strength in front of Gu Qingxi, with Jiang Heguang's arrogance, he would never bother to prove anything. He said that this magic weapon was the Ten Directions Demon Bell, so it was the Ten Directions Demon Bell. He said it was a heavenly magic weapon, so it was a heavenly magic weapon.
No one could doubt it, and no one dared to doubt it.
If it weren't for Jiang Heguang's lack of strength and not violating the rules of the Xiling Chamber of Commerce, Wu Yuanfang would have wanted to slap him to death, and there would be no sympathy.
"Come on, carry him away." Wu Yuanfang became more and more angry as he thought about it. He didn't even want to look at Jiang Heguang again, and ordered the Chamber of Commerce guards to carry Jiang Heguang away.
It was said to be carried, but in fact it was dragged down like a dead dog. Seeing that their own Chamber of Commerce was almost ruined, the two guards also gnashed their teeth at Jiang Heguang.
Soon, Jiang Heguang was dragged out of the hall. Whether he was beaten and thrown out, or politely "invited" out, naturally no one would know.
The only thing that is certain is that this once famous master of refining will soon become infamous, despised, and forgotten.
"Thank you, Master Gu. If you hadn't seen through the truth this time, we would have been kept in the dark by Jiang Heguang again." Wu Yuanfang said to Gu Qingxi gratefully.
"It's just a small favor." Gu Qingxi said politely.
To be precise, she didn't even raise her hand, but just moved her mouth and gave Jiang Heguang a few eyes that were not very lethal but extremely insulting.
"Master Gu, to be honest, I have also practiced the art of refining instruments. Although I have not been here for long and my skills are not very good, I think I have some vision.
In my opinion, the material of this copper bell is of good quality, and the runes engraved on it are also mysterious. It seems to be a bit like the legendary Ten Directions Demon Bell.
Even if it is not, it should not be just a yellow-grade magic weapon, right?" Wu Yuanfang asked puzzled.
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