322 Revenge of Rongcheng
Chapter 322
The Jin family was happy, but the Wu family looked unhappy.
Even if the Wu family invited external aid from Shengyuan Sect, they would not be able to suppress Jin Lin unless the disciples of Shengyuan Sect could create a fifth-grade intermediate spiritual weapon.
But, is this possible? The Wu family knew that this was unrealistic.
The head of the Feng family said sourly: "The Jin family is really lucky. Why didn't these good things happen to our Feng family?"
The Feng family thought they were the most prudent, but now they watched the Jin family stride forward.
Jin Lin refined a fifth-grade spiritual weapon on the spot during the competition, which means that Jin Lin has stepped into the threshold of a fifth-grade weapon refiner from a fourth-grade weapon refiner, but none of the Feng family's children of the same generation can reach this level.
The head of the Feng family, who had just finished complaining, turned around and saw the face of the head of the Wu family, which was even worse. The head of the Feng family was in a much better mood immediately.
Although it cannot be compared with the Jin family, compared with the Wu family, the Feng family's situation is good.
Even if the Wu family brings in foreign aid, it still cannot suppress the Jin family. Now that the Jin family has the relationship with Liuyang Pavilion, the rising trend is unstoppable.
The Feng family can still stay in Rongcheng, but it is unclear whether the Wu family can keep their position in Rongcheng. With the comparison of the Wu family, the head of the Feng family is in a good mood again.
The other members of the Feng family are in a similar mood. Their happiness is based on the miserable comparison of the Wu family.
If someone's situation is worse than theirs, it shows that their situation is still good.
Happiness is found through comparison.
After the Golden Scales’ start, more and more weapon refiners finished their weapon refining and submitted their works. The fifth-grade weapon refiners appraised them on the spot and announced the results.
No one expected that the disciple of Shengyuan Sect was the third one to complete his weapon refining task, and he was not the fastest one.
If his work was the most outstanding, then this time would be ignored by everyone, and it could even be explained as slow work produces fine products. However, the same spiritual sword he refined was only the fourth-grade top grade.
That’s right, all the spectators who watched the competition used the word “just” in their hearts. After all, there was a gem in front of them, and it was not a top-notch work, so everyone’s interest was not that high.
Especially when the weapon refining competition started, this foreign weapon refiner from Shengyuan Sect had a very arrogant look on his face, as if the other weapon refiners on the stage were all insignificant, and he could suppress them all without even trying his best.
This attitude was also reflected in his weapon refinement. Others, such as Jinlin, held their breath and wanted to beat this foreign weapon refiner, so they devoted themselves to refining their weapons, and used 120% of their strength.
However, because this disciple of Shengyuan Sect had too high an opinion of himself, he only used 90% of his strength, and was not as fully committed as other weapon refiners. This was the result of his mentality.
He seemed quite satisfied with the creation of a top-grade fourth-grade spiritual sword, and did not notice that the face of the weapon-making elder of Shengyuan Sect in the audience had turned black, and the eyes of the Wu family no longer looked at him with admiration and respect.
"Feng Xuan of the Feng family, the spiritual sword he created is top-grade fourth-grade."
Hearing this result, the head of the Feng family was relieved, knowing that his son had also performed exceptionally well.
However, at this time, a voice shouted: "Impossible!"
The fifth-grade weapon-making master who announced the result looked at the weapon-making elder of Shengyuan Sect. The elder felt that he was about to lose face, and angrily shouted at the unpromising disciple on the stage: "Why don't you get off the stage? You are a disgrace!"
Losing is losing, but refusing to admit the reality is even more shameful. It
would be fine if he could not beat Jinlin, but even if he created a top-grade fourth-grade spiritual weapon, it would not be the only one.
Then the fifth-grade weapon master announced again: "Shi Zhen of Yushi City has created a fourth-grade top-level spiritual sword."
The whole audience was shocked, and the weapon masters watching were particularly excited. The disciples of Shengyuan
Sect were not much better than their own weapon masters in Ximing, and everyone looked down on the Wu family more and more. The footsteps of the disciple of Shengyuan Sect paused as he stepped off the stage, and his expression became even more unbelievable. It would have been enough to have one of the same level as him, but another one appeared.
He always looked down on these weapon masters who were called geniuses in Ximing, and did not think they could be compared with core disciples of Shengyuan Sect like himself.
However, now one did not count, and another one appeared who was on par with him.
The disciple really wanted to turn around and go back to the stage, take the spiritual weapon they made and carefully examine it, to see if these Ximing weapon refiners were biased towards their own people.
It was not until he walked off the stage that the weapon refiner elder gritted his teeth and told him that Jin Lin of the Jin family had made a fifth-grade primary spiritual sword before him. The disciple questioned again: "This is impossible!"
"Humph, you say it's impossible? It's a shame." It would be fine if he embarrassed himself, but he also embarrassed Shengyuan Sect.
The competition on the stage was not over yet. After a while, another spiritual weapon of the fourth-grade top appeared, and the audience cheered again.
The weapon refiner elder of Shengyuan Sect saw that this competition was made possible by the Ximing weapon refiners.
Because of their united will, these weapon refiners fought hard and several of them performed exceptionally well, and their weapon refining skills improved slightly, the most typical of which was Jin Lin.
So what did Shengyuan Sect get?
The disciples of Shengyuan Sect failed to get the first place, which meant they lost.
When weapon refiners like Feng Xuan and Shi Zhen returned to their seats and were informed of Jin Lin's results, they were not only not disappointed, but also happy.
At this time, they were all united. As long as someone could suppress the disciples of Shengyuan Sect, their Ximing weapon refiners would win.
As for losing to Jin Lin this time, it didn't matter. He would try to win again next time.
Feng Ming and others in the audience were also happy about the misfortune, and Zhao Rongkun was also happy for his good friend Jin Lin.
Feng Ming's tone was particularly asking for a beating, and of course this was directed at Sheng Yuan Sect: "That's it? That's it? Is this the level of Sheng Yuan Sect's disciples?"
Ji Yuan also laughed at Sheng Yuan Sect: "Sheng Yuan Sect's disciples have been praised too much in the past, but now, they have lost to Xi Ming's Jin Lin in weapon refining, not to mention their medicine refining skills, and they can't win in formation spells. The only thing Sheng Yuan Sect can beat is talisman making skills?"
To be honest, among the younger generation of pharmacists, Sheng Yuan Sect's disciples couldn't even beat Qiu Yi, let alone Feng Ming. Feng Ming alone left Sheng Yuan Sect's pharmacists far behind.
As for formation spells, Ji Yuan believed that he could still compete with the formation mages of Shengyuan Sect. As for Bai Qiaomo, those formation mages of Shengyuan Sect had better not show up and embarrass themselves.
By comparison, Ji Yuan felt that Shengyuan Sect had declined a lot compared to before.
If Shengyuan Sect knew that Feng Ming had taken the lead in entering the ranks of the sixth-grade alchemy masters, they would probably immediately send someone to get rid of Feng Ming and save the face of Shengyuan Sect in this way.
After the last weapon refiner on the stage submitted his work, the entire weapon refining competition ended. The audience was jubilant, as if everyone had won a great victory.
These people were so disrespectful that the Wu family and the people of Shengyuan Sect were very angry. At another time, the people of Shengyuan Sect would have left the scene long ago.
However, they cannot leave now. Even if the disciples of Shengyuan Sect did not get the first grade, they can still tie for second place with the other three. They have already obtained the qualification to enter the depths of the earth fire veins and capture the fire spirit.
Leaving now would be equivalent to automatically giving up this qualification.
Having already lost face, this Fire Spirit cannot be lost again. As long as the Fire Spirit is obtained, the lost face can be restored.
Shengyuan Sect is determined to obtain this Fire Spirit.
Therefore, the disciples and weapon refining elders of Shengyuan Sect all forced themselves to sit in their original positions, waiting for the chief director of the weapon hall to announce the final result.
At this time, the chief director walked onto the stage, pressed down with both hands, and the sound of laughter immediately subsided a lot.
The chief director exchanged glances with the other fifth-grade weapon refiners, and the ancestor of the Wu family was excluded.
When he saw this scene, he didn't know why he had a very bad feeling in his heart.
The chief hall master cleared his throat and began to speak: "All weapon refiners, all practitioners, first of all, on behalf of the Weapon Hall and Ximing, let me express my congratulations to all the outstanding weapon refiners who participated in the competition. I wish them good results in the competition, breakthroughs in themselves, and the promotion of Ximing's weapon refining skills." "
Secondly, as the chief hall master of the Weapon Hall, I am here to announce something on behalf of Rongcheng."
The weapon refiner elder of Shengyuan Sect and Patriarch Wu's hearts suddenly beat fast, and they subconsciously wanted to stop the chief hall master from speaking next, but this was unrealistic.
The chief hall master continued, "We have unanimously decided to make public the news that a fire spirit has been bred deep in the underground veins of Rongcheng. From today on, Rongcheng has decided to open the underground fire veins to the outside world. We welcome all outstanding cultivators to enter and capture the fire spirit."
"We have unanimously decided that every cultivator who enters the underground fire veins needs to pay 100,000 yuan crystals. If a fire spirit can be captured, Rongcheng will never stop it. The cultivator can take the fire spirit and leave on his own."
As soon as the chief hall master finished speaking, the whole place exploded.
Ancestor Wu was so shocked that his eyes almost popped out. He stood up and asked loudly, but his voice was drowned out by the voices of the cultivators around him.
The face of the weapon refining elder of Shengyuan Sect was livid, and he stared at the chief hall master. If it were another situation, he would have wanted to kill the chief hall master on the spot.
Damn it, he knew that this was the revenge of the weapon refiners of Rongcheng and Ximing for the actions of Shengyuan Sect. He didn't expect that they could go to such an extent and simply make the existence of the fire spirit public, no longer hiding it.
Ancestor Wu shouted loudly, he didn't agree at all. Why didn't the Wu family, one of the three major families in Rongcheng, agree to this decision?
But does his opinion matter at this time?
First, the Wu family abandoned the other families and weapon refiners of Rongcheng, so now the families and weapon refiners of Rongcheng abandoned him, isn't it a tit-for-tat?
Feng Ming and his companions were also stunned. Before, they were still guessing how Rongcheng and Ximing Qidian would fight back against Shengyuan Sect.
Soon, their emotions were also aroused. Feng Ming said excitedly: "That's good. We can also go in and see it. I thought there was no chance. I will pay for the Yuanjing for everyone."
Isn't it just 100,000 Yuanjing per person? It's nothing. He has a net worth of hundreds of millions. Why would he care about such a small amount of money?