Chapter 57 "I refuse to accept this!"
Although they had won the alchemy competition, there was still a weapon crafting competition to attend, so after a short rest, the people of Peach Blossom Valley moved to the weapon crafting competition venue.
Throughout the journey, Mingcang kept nagging about Feng Yue, which showed just how worried he was this time.
Moreover, he underestimated Feng Yue's social anxiety. The closer the competition got, the worse his condition became. It took Ming Cang and the others a lot of effort to get him to the competition venue.
Ye Luo watched from the sidelines, speechless. This scene looked like taking a child to kindergarten...
As the bell rang, the participating disciples entered the arena and walked onto their respective stages, immediately eliciting enthusiastic cheers from the audience.
This made Feng Yue even more nervous. He even started walking with his hands and feet moving in unison and almost tripped over the steps, which drew laughter from many people.
Su Yuyuan had been keeping an eye on Feng Yue, and now seeing him like this, he was even more disdainful. "Hmph, a piece of trash who can't be presented to the table, what a disgrace!"
“Sigh, this child…” Seeing his appearance, Ming Cang realized that his words had no effect. “Let’s just consider this competition as a chance for him to get some experience.”
Ye Luo often discussed and studied magical artifacts with him, and knew that this fourth senior brother was quite skilled in artifact crafting, but his mentality was indeed somewhat worrying.
"We must cure him!"
Feng Shen briefly explained the rules of the game, and then the game officially began.
At this moment, Feng Yue braced his hands on the competition platform, cold sweat pouring down his forehead, his mind blank due to the surrounding influences.
Suddenly, he felt the magic artifact on his wrist vibrate slightly. His stiff fingers touched it lightly, and Ye Luo's voice came from inside, "Hey, Fourth Senior Brother, don't pay attention to the outside interference. Just treat it as if you are refining a weapon in the sect."
Feng Yue: "Hmm..."
Yu Qianling: "You little rascal, what are you afraid of? Next time, your senior sister will take you to Lotus Flower Pavilion. I guarantee all your ailments will be cured!"
Cen Feng: "What kind of place is Lotus Flower Pavilion?"
Yu Qianling: "Hehe... It's a place with lots of pretty girls. Let's go listen to music together next time!"
Cen Feng (Xiao Huan): "Okay, okay, take me with you next time!"
Nan Muyin: "..."
"Don't corrupt them, you brat!"
"Hey, Master, I was wrong!"
...
Hearing the playful pleas for mercy coming from the magical artifact, Feng Yue's tense emotions eased considerably, and he began to examine the materials on the platform, trying to regulate his breathing.
Seeing that Feng Yue on the stage seemed to be in a state of deep concentration, everyone turned off their communication devices and did not disturb him further.
Because the materials for the weapon crafting competition are limited, the exam only allows the crafting of three types of magical weapons: swords, knives, and blades. The grading is determined by grade: low, medium, high, excellent, and divine.
Feng Yue frowned and pondered as he held the demon beast's spirit. Then, a resolute look appeared in his eyes, and he quickly lit the furnace to begin smelting the materials. Iron essence was extracted little by little.
The wait for the results was long. At this point, many people were unable to continue refining due to material depletion and began to leave the field one after another.
"That young man in black robes seems quite impressive." At this moment, Shangguan Lin narrowed his eyes and said, "His refining techniques are not only skillful, but also clean and efficient, showing some of the demeanor of a master."
Mu Tai flipped through the roster and realized that he was also from Peach Blossom Valley. He couldn't help but wonder, "Just how many outstanding disciples has that old guy Ming Cang secretly taken in?"
"Alliance Leader!" At this moment, an attendant hurriedly walked in and said, "The people in the alliance have just discovered that people from Wan Zui City, Liuli Pavilion, and Tianzong have all come to Tiankun City!"
"What!" Upon hearing this, not only Mu Tai but also Shangguan Lin, who was standing to the side, was startled.
"Have you found out why they came?"
"Please forgive us, Alliance Leader, we cannot find the cause at the moment."
Mu Tai's face turned serious. These forces were almost all reclusive, so how could they all appear in Tiankun City at the same time?
"Old Mu, there's definitely something fishy about this. Could they be plotting against us?"
"No, things have been peaceful all these years. They wouldn't suddenly launch an attack. Besides, the Heavenly Sect and the City of Ten Thousand Sins have always been at odds, so they are clearly not on the same side."
Mu Tai instructed the attendant, "Give the order to increase the number of people monitoring the city. Report any unusual activity to me immediately!"
"yes!"
The weapon-refining competition was nearing its end. Su Yuyuan looked up at the spectator stands and immediately lost sight of Bai Ruoqian. He couldn't help but feel a pang of disappointment.
"My match isn't over yet... Can't I wait a little longer?"
This competition wasn't as big a spectacle as the last alchemy competition, which made it somewhat dull. A rogue cultivator yawned and asked, "How much longer until it's over?"
"That's about enough."
"If I hadn't placed the bet, I would have left long ago."
At this moment, strange lights flashed everywhere on the field, and the refined magical artifacts were about to be completed. Many people became more alert as the sound of the bell rang.
The match is over.
Feng Yue wiped his sweat, looked at the magical artifacts on the stage with satisfaction, and turned to walk off the stage.
"Fourth Junior Brother, how are you feeling?" Nan Muyin asked with a smile.
"It's...it's alright..."
Ming Cang was already quite satisfied with the result that he hadn't ruined the process, and patted him on the shoulder, saying, "Alright, that's already very good!"
"Thank you for the compliment, Master."
...
Upon receiving the leader's summons, Feng Shen ordered them to immediately proceed to the meeting hall for a discussion. He then hastily summoned several elders to quickly determine the rankings, and the results were announced shortly afterward.
"After a comprehensive ranking based on factors such as the quality of the ritual implements and the time taken to complete their creation, the top five rankings are now announced as follows."
"First place: Peach Blossom Valley, crafted magic weapon: Fire Cloud Blade, top grade."
"Second place: Tianfeng Sect, crafting magic weapon: Qingxue Sword, superior grade."
"Third place: Ten Thousand Swords Sect, crafted magic weapon: Golden Gang Sword, mid-grade."
"Fourth place: Battle Master, crafting magic weapon: Rock Blade, mid-grade."
"Fifth place: Huanyin Sect, crafting magic weapon: Red Blade, mid-grade."
As soon as the announcement was made, everyone in Peach Blossom Valley was a little surprised. After regaining their senses, they jumped up in surprise. They never expected that Feng Yue would actually win first place.
"You're quite something, kid!" the elder exclaimed in praise.
Cen Feng: "Hahahaha! What a resounding victory today! We'll have to celebrate properly later!"
Su Yuyuan stepped forward, his face full of resentment and anger, and said, "I refuse to accept this!"
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