Reset the timer?
Even if the timer is reset, Master Qi Kui has no confidence in surpassing Sect Leader Jiang's speed just now.
Refine a Tier One Immortal Artifact in five minutes?
If this hadn't happened right before his eyes, he, a Seventh-grade Immortal Artifact Master who has delved into the Dao of Artifact Refining for years, absolutely wouldn't believe it.
Yet the fact is right in front of him.
He knows very well that even if he uses all his skills, it would take at least an hour.
That speed is already fast enough.
At least faster than the vast majority of Seventh-grade Immortal Artifact Masters.
However, compared to the five minutes just now, the contrast is just too tragic.
It's completely self-humiliation!
Everyone is watching him, waiting for this master to start artifact refining.
Those over two hundred Immortal Artifact Masters are already shaking their heads in secret, thinking that Master Qi Kui is done for this time.
Meanwhile, many of the outsider demon cultivators, unaware of the ways of artifact refining and even less so the significance of five minutes, still believed Qi Kui could surpass that previous result.
"Once the master takes action, he will easily crush this Little Celestial Immortal!"
"That's right, the master will definitely be faster."
"At least twice as fast as her!"
"Twice? You're underestimating Master Qi Kui, aren't you?"
"The difference between the two is so great, I reckon Master Qi Kui is at least three times faster than her!"
"Five times!"
"A Tier One Immortal Artifact is just a blink of an eye for Master Qi Kui, isn't it?"
Hearing these discussions from the outsiders, the Immortal Artifact Masters on the scene felt both amused and exasperated.
As for Master Qi Kui himself, he desperately wished for a massive explosion to rid himself of these sycophants.
A blink of an eye?
Just try blinking and making an immortal artifact!
His expression constantly changed, internally contemplating a solution.
If he truly starts refining artifacts next, it will definitely cause an uproar.
Those outsider demon cultivators would be greatly disappointed, finding his formerly extraordinarily quick speed to be snail-paced.
For a respectable Seventh-grade Immortal Artifact Master like him, this is an unacceptable blow.
Moreover, there's that wager.
Master Qi Kui's eyes eventually turned venomous, and he suddenly flicked his sleeve hard, sweeping all the Artifact Refining Materials out of the Immortal Array.
At the same time, the Immortal Array extinguished, indicating his test failed.
"Hmph!"
"This kind of wager is meaningless!"
"How can I, a dignified Seventh-grade Immortal Artifact Master, compete with a junior without losing face?"
"This test, I'm too disdainful to carry out. Farewell!"
With that, he actually intended to leave straight away, not even participating in the Evangelical Assembly.
He indeed thought it through quite well.
As long as he didn't take action, no one could say he lost.
He could boast that he could actually be faster but just didn't bother to compete.
That way, he wouldn't be embarrassed, nor would his reputation as a master be tarnished.
However, none of the demon cultivators present were fools.
Seeing his reaction, all the Immortal Artifact Masters thought the same three words—shameless!
A dignified Seventh-grade Immortal Artifact Master, actually trying to shirk in front of a junior... truly shameless!
And those ordinary demon cultivators, though unaware of the intricacies of artifact refining, clearly understood human interactions.
This is not disdain for competing, it's obviously a comprehension!
No way, really?
Could it be that Master Qi Kui truly isn't a match for that Little Celestial Immortal?
For a moment, everyone's eyes changed.
The Saint Hall Demon King in charge of registration was also anxious, quickly stepping forward to retain him.
"Master Qi Kui, this, is it appropriate for you to withdraw like this?"
He is a Seventh-grade Immortal Artifact Master, highly valued by the Holy Hall.
Considered one of the most valuable among the many demon cultivators registered from the Linming War Zone.
And specially instructed by the higher-ups to definitely recruit him into the Holy Hall's ranks.
If he exits the Evangelical Assembly, Lie Yu Quasi-Emperor would surely explode in anger.
"How about we prepare another set of materials for you to try again?"
"Try what?"
Master Qi Kui now dared not test on the spot, as testing would reveal his weaknesses.
He deliberately impatiently pushed away the demon king.
"Competing with a Celestial Immortal on the same stage is the ultimate insult!"
"How could I, a dignified Seventh-grade Immortal Artifact Master, be insulted, I definitely won't participate in this Evangelical Assembly!"
The demon king in charge of registration nearly cursed outright.
Damn, insult my ass!
Wasn't it you who strongly requested the competition, pressing persistently?
Did we force you to compete?
Can you have a little shame?
But considering the other party is a Seventh-grade Immortal Artifact Master, he couldn't say it outright, only simmering in silent resentment.
At this point, Brother Cheng also leisurely walked over, smiling.
"What's the matter, are you going to renege on the wager?"
Qi Kui developed a gut feeling, that the gaze of this Little Celestial Immortal carried a profound oppressiveness.
He shook his head vigorously, it was definitely an illusion.
Damn Celestial Immortal!
"What do you mean, renege on the wager, I just can't be bothered to deal with a junior..."
"No, don't, you should go ahead and deal with me."
"I'm warning you, don't act impudently!"
Qi Kui, angry and humiliated, started reversing the truth: "Your speed in refining a Tier One Immortal Artifact just barely passed, unworthy of my attention!"
"And what's there to praise about refining a Tier One Immortal Artifact?"
"Looking at you, you've clearly been practicing Tier One Immortal Artifacts every day just to shine today, right?"
"You've really been scheming hard, how pathetic!"
As he said this, many demon cultivators in the audience were really half-convinced.
Could it be that this Celestial Immortal can only refine Tier One Immortal Artifacts, only skilled at Tier One Immortal Artifacts?
Brother Cheng was too lazy to argue, also too lazy to refine a Tier Seven or Tier Eight Immortal Artifact on the spot to prove it to others.
Mainly because the time it takes for such an Immortal Artifact to form is too long.
Even for him, it would take a year or two.
It takes so long to flaunt, he doesn't have that patience.
Moreover, by that time, the Evangelical Assembly would have already started.
Seeing Qi Kui flying off the altar, about to flee the scene and not fulfill the wager.
Brother Cheng called out softly from behind: "With so many people witnessing, you really want to renege on the wager?"
"What a load of crap, I never took the wager seriously!"
"Renounce the wager, but be warned the Heavenly Dao will punish you."
"Heavenly Dao?"
"Hahahaha..."
Qi Kui shamelessly sneered, turning around mockingly: "Even if I don't die, what can you, a mere Celestial Immortal, do?"
"That might not be certain."
Brother Cheng's lips curled, as his Immortal Soul launched an attack, diving into Qi Kui's Sea of Souls.
The Heavenly Dao indeed couldn't be bothered to deal with such small matters, but the 'Little Celestial Immortal' in front of him truly had the power to enforce the wager's penalties.
When that terrifying Immortal Soul charged into Qi Kui's Sea of Souls, terror quickly filled his bulging eyes.
He convulsed as if electrocuted, his whole body suddenly twitching violently.
Within the Sea of Souls, a 'natural disaster' rushed through.
In front of that 'natural disaster', he was as small as an ephemera, utterly defenseless.
How is this possible?
Who exactly is this person?
He wanted to cry out for help, but there was no chance.
Without even opening his mouth, his Immortal Soul was effortlessly obliterated, and his demon body fell powerlessly from the sky.
No longer showing any sign of life.
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