Chapter 76: Test Comncent
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Quite incredible? That’s extrely incredible!”
Xue Yi lanted softly, “I’ve already been in Ethereal Sect for six years now and I’m only edging at the border of Level 2 Spirit Fire.”
“Heh, let’s not talk about these anymore.
Picking himself up, Xue Yi shrugged his shoulders. “But if Feng Haoyu really does beco accomplished in both refining elixirs and weapons and end up making a na for himself in those rankings during the sect competition, that would be quite the honor for our sect too isn’t it.”
Smiling, Su Zimo nodded.
“Everyone, please be silent!”
Right then, a Foundation Establishnt Cultivator appeared at the front of the Weapon Refinent Hall and pushed his hands down, causing the chatter in the hall to die down.
“Everyone, please head forth and select your materials before finding an empty spot within the hall on your own to refine your weapons. The test comnces now!”
All of the disciples began dispersing after choosing their materials as Su Zimo and Xue Yi waited before choosing a spot at the back of the hall.
With his hands behind his back, Feng Haoyu stood right in front with a haughty expression; no one dared to stand shoulder to shoulder against him.
Before this, Feng Haoyu had already asked around and found out that none of the trial disciples within the five peaks had managed to create a Level 2 Spirit Fire; the best amongst them was nearly bordering on the edge of Level 2.
Thus, Feng Haoyu was extrely confident that he would definitely be able to top this month end test and obtain the rights to view projections of the weapon refinent process left behind by seniors of the sect.
Bam!
Retrieving a Weapon Tripod from his storage bag, Feng Haoyu slamd it heavily on the ground and the entire hall rattled.
Every single one of his actions attracted everyone’s attention.
None of the hundred odd disciples attending the test were in any hurry as they all looked at Feng Haoyu after placing down their Weapon Tripod.
Feng Haoyu’s lips curled.
Even though he did not turn around, he could feel the searing gazes that contained jealousy and envy.
That was the type of feeling he enjoyed.
The adoration of the masses.
Extending his palm out slowly, Feng Haoyu channeled spirit qi.
A ball of flas rose. It was rely a faint red color – Level 1 Spirit Fire.
The entire hall went silent as everyone watched the man right at the front with bated breaths.
Swoosh!
Feng Haoyu extended his other palm as a stream of spirit qi shot out from his fingertips, entering the initial ball of flas.
With a loud rumble, the fla burned brightly as its color deepened. Before long, it was a dark red color.
Level 2 Spirit Fire!
The crowd went into an uproar!
Even though many disciples of the sect had heard about it, they were still shocked seeing a Level 2 Spirit Fire personally.
A Level 2 Spirit Weapon would improve the success rate of creating inferior-grade spirit weapons greatly and was sothing that many cultivators would not be able to achieve in their lifetis.
Sensing emotions running high in the crowd, a look of glee flickered through Feng Haoyu’s eyes as he pushed the ball of Level 2 Spirit Fire into his Weapon Tripod where it continued to burn.
He was warming his tripod.
First, the area around the Weapon Tripod had to be ward evenly using spirit fire and after the temperature was balanced, the materials would be inserted.
Because weapon refinent was a long process, many of the cultivators behind Feng Haoyu began to gather their own spirit fires and work on the tripod warming phase as well.
Xue Yi looked at Su Zimo. “Let’s start too, Junior Brother Su.”
“Okay,” Su Zimo nodded.
Xue Yi extended his palm as a ball of flas rose. Even though it was a Level 1 Spirit Fire, its color was darker and showed vague signs of evolving to a Level 2 Spirit Fire.
One did not have to concentrate too much on the tripod warming process.
Xue Yi circled his spirit fire around the Weapon Tripod before letting it burn at the bottom and turning his head over to Su Zimo. He thought that he may be able to provide so advice given that this junior brother of his had just started on the craft of weapon refinent and might not be used to it.
However, that move of Xue Yi rooted him where he stood.
There was a ball of fervent flas burning on Su Zimo’s palm and the color of it was sowhat piercing!
Xue Yi was completely stumped as his mind went blank; he did not even notice that the flas beneath his Weapon Tripod had extinguished.
Su Zimo was learning from others around him as well by surrounding his spirit fire around the Weapon Tripod before letting it burn at the bottom.
The process of warming the tripod was sothing that was not ntioned when the inner sect disciples explained things previously.
Through the entire month, Su Zimo had not practiced warming the tripod in his seclusion.
“Seems like this test wasn’t a wasted trip. I got sothing out of it,” Su Zimo was delighted internally.
“J-Junior Brother Su! Y-Your Spirit Fire...!”
Right then, Xue Yi’s stamring voice sounded out in Su Zimo’s ears.
Turning around, Su Zimo smiled. “I got lucky and sohow managed to cultivate out a Level 3 Spirit Fire by accident.”
He was not saying it out of humility – it was cultivated through accident and he did not know the reason for it till this day.
Xue Yi’s eyes were widened as his jaws nearly dropped to the ground.
This was the first ti that he had heard soone say they created a Level 3 Spirit Fire out of sheer luck by accident!
Even though their voices weren’t loud, the surrounding disciples heard everything loud and clear.
Level 3 Spirit Fire?
Dream on!
So of the disciples in front turned around and were stumped as well.
An odd tension began to spread and perate through the hall.
Standing right at the front, Feng Haoyu seed to have felt sothing as he frowned. However, he did not turn around out of arrogance.
Within the hall, there was no one worth his attention to turn around!
Suddenly, an ear-piercing shriek broke the odd tension in the hall.
“Level 3 Spirit Fire!”
After that shriek, the entire hall went bonkers.
“Scarlet! It’s truly a Level 3 Spirit Fire!”
“Who is this person? He doesn’t look familiar! How have we not seen him before?”
“I think he’s one of the new disciples who joined this year.”
“This is way too incredible. This man is only a Level 5 Qi Refinent Warrior and yet he’s able to cultivate a Level 3 Spirit Fire? What sort of talent is that?”
When he heard the discussion going on behind him, Feng Haoyu’s expression turned grim.
Standing silently, he composed himself and turned around slowly, looking back indifferently.
The scarlet fla was the first thing that entered his line of sight.
Right after, a face with sharp features and green robes that he had seen before.
“Him again!”
Feng Haoyu narrowed his eyes coldly.
“Mmm?”
Sensing enmity, Su Zimo who was initially still warming his tripod looked over instinctively.
“What keen senses!”
Feng Haoyu remarked internally.
He had already kept his enmity well hidden but he had not expected that Su Zimo would notice it still.
Their gazes t for a brief mont as Feng Haoyu turned back indifferently, haughty as ever.
On the surface, it seed as though Feng Haoyu did not take it to heart.
However, the Level 2 Spirit Fire beneath his Weapon Tripod had already been extinguished – that was a clear sign of his shock!
Su Zimo smiled and thought nothing more of it. Noticing that his Weapon Tripod was already warm, he was about to insert his materials when a head suddenly popped out beside him.
He was so shocked that he pulled his Cold Moon Saber out of his storage bag and almost slashed forth...
“Greetings, master!”
“Greetings, peak master.”
When the disciples in the hall saw who it was, all of them greeted.
Su Zimo coughed gently, keeping his Cold Moon Saber without a trace.
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