"You...you dare to hit me?" Qu Buyuan covered his face and looked at Ye Feng in disbelief, his eyes full of shock and anger.
"I'm going to hit you!" Ye Feng looked at him with a cold voice, "If you dare to speak rudely to her again, I don't mind shutting you up forever!"
The aura emanating from him made the surrounding air freeze.
Qu Buyuan was so intimidated by Ye Feng's momentum that he didn't dare to speak for a while.
The two Weapon Refining Sect disciples behind him were also stunned. They did not expect that someone would dare to attack their people here.
"You...who are you?" Qu Buyuan suppressed the fear in his heart and asked sternly.
"I am her apprentice." Ye Feng said lightly.
He turned to look at Zhuo Yezi, his eyes softened, "Are you okay?"
Zhuo Yezi shook her head. She looked at Ye Feng's back, and a warm current surged in her heart.
She did not expect that at this time, someone would stand up to protect her.
"Apprentice?" Qu Buyuan sneered, "What a disciple! I want to see how capable you are as an apprentice!"
He waved his hand, and the two disciples of the Weapon Refining Sect behind him immediately came up, surrounding Ye Feng and Zhuo Yezi.
"Today, none of you can even think of leaving!" Qu Buyuan gritted his teeth and said, "I want you to know the consequences of offending our Weapon Refining Sect!"
Zhuo Yezi's face was pale. She knew Qu Buyuan's status in the Weapon Refining Sect and how powerful his weapon refining skills were.
"Qu Bu Yuan, don't go too far!" Zhuo Yezi took a deep breath, "This matter has nothing to do with him, why do you have to come at me!"
"Attack you? Okay!" Qu Buyuan said with a ferocious smile, "Junior sister, since you said so, I will give you a chance. Let's have a test, a trial device!"
"Compare the trial device?" Zhuo Yezi was stunned.
"That's right!" Qu Buyuan said proudly, "As long as you beat me, I will no longer hold you accountable for leaving the sect without authorization, and I also promise that I will never trouble you again in the future!"
He paused, a cunning light flashed in his eyes: "But, if you lose..."
"What if you lose?" Zhuo Yezi asked through gritted teeth.
"If you lose, just follow me back obediently, be my double monk, and have fun with me!" Qu Buyuan's voice was full of lust and greed.
"You...you are shameless!" Zhuo Yezi was so angry that she was shaking all over. She didn't expect that Qu Buyuan would make such a shameless request.
"Shameless? Hahaha!" Qu Buyuan laughed and said, "I am just shameless, what can you do? Junior sister, you have to think clearly, this is your only chance!"
The two Weapon Refining Sect disciples behind him also followed suit. They looked at Zhuo Yezi as if they were looking at a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
Zhuo Yezi's heart was filled with despair. She knew that her weapon refining skills were no match for her.
Qu Buyuan's weapon refining skills have reached a half-step intermediate level, and she is only a junior weapon refiner. There is a huge difference between the two.
However, she did not want to succumb to the power of Yi Buyuan.
She would rather die than become a plaything that cannot be far away.
"How about it? Junior sister, have you thought about it?"
Feng Buyuan pressed forward step by step, his eyes full of teasing and pride.
He was like a cat, playing with a mouse, enjoying the pleasure of its prey struggling in despair.
Zhuo Yezi bit her lips tightly, her heart filled with struggle and pain.
She knew that she was at the end of her rope.
"I..." Zhuo Yezi was about to speak, but was interrupted by a voice.
"I will compete for her!" Ye Feng's pupils shrank slightly and his voice was firm.
Zhuo Yezi’s face turned pale, his lips trembled, and there was almost no blood.
She grabbed Ye Feng's sleeve suddenly, her fingertips turning white from the force.
"Young Master Ye, you have only been learning weapon refining for six days, how could you be Qu Buyuan's opponent? He...he is an inner disciple of the weapon refining sect!"
Qu Buyuan was stunned for a moment, and then burst into a burst of ear-piercing laughter. He leaned back and forth, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.
He wiped the corners of his eyes, pointed at Ye Feng, and said contemptuously: "Hahahaha... six days? Boy, are you kidding me? In six days, you may not even be able to light the fire in the refining furnace, right? How dare you stand up for her? You are really overestimating your capabilities and not knowing life or death!"
Behind Qu Buyuan, the two disciples of the refining sect were laughing unbridled.
"Hahahaha, is this kid crazy? How dare he challenge Senior Brother Qu?"
"I think he is confused by this little bitch and wants to be a hero to save the beauty? He doesn't even urinate and look at himself, is that worthy?"
Xu Qianqing and Zhu Chen looked at each other, and they both saw deep worry in each other's eyes.
Xu Qianqing looked anxious, his eyes were full of worry, and his already cold face was now covered with a layer of frost.
Zhu Chen frowned tightly, his eyebrows twisted into the character "Chuan", and he kept rubbing his hands.
He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end it turned into a sigh.
Both of them knew that Ye Feng came to ask Zhuo Yezi to make a spiritual weapon, but they had never heard that Ye Feng knew how to refine weapons.
Ye Feng’s move was undoubtedly a self-destructive act.
Zhuo Yezi’s heart felt cold.
She knew that Ye Feng stood up for himself.
However, in refining weapons, talent is important, but it also requires the accumulation of time and experience.
Six days is too short, so short that it can’t even be considered an introduction.
Zhuo Yezi knew how huge the gap was between Ye Feng and Qu Buyuan.
She couldn't just watch Ye Feng humiliate himself for her own sake.
Let’s not let Ye Feng offend the Weapon Refining Sect because of himself.
"Master Ye, don't worry about this matter."
Zhuo Yezi took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound calmer.
Ye Feng smiled slightly, with an imperceptible arc at the corner of his mouth.
He gently patted the back of Zhuo Yezi’s hand to reassure her.
"Don't worry, a mere inner disciple of the Weapon Refining Sect is not enough for me to stuff between my teeth!"
Only then did Zhuo Zizi realize that she was still holding Ye Feng's sleeve, and his face couldn't help but heat up.
Ye Feng turned around, looked at Qu Buyuan, and his tone suddenly became frivolous.
"Since you want to compete so much, let's add some bonus."
Qu Buyuan raised his eyebrows and looked at Ye Feng with interest.
"Oh? What kind of lottery?"
Ye Feng stretched out a finger and shook it in the air.
"It's very simple, if I win, you, and you two."
He pointed at the two disciples of the Weapon Refining Sect.
"Kneel down, kowtow three times, and then get out of Qingshi Town and don't even step foot further."
Arrogant!
Arrogant!
The smile on Qu Buyuan's face instantly solidified, replaced by gloom.
He narrowed his eyes, a cold light flashing in his eyes.
"Boy, you are very talented, but are you sure you have the ability?"
Ye Feng shrugged, looking indifferent.
"If you have the ability, you will know if you try it?"
He turned to look at Zhuo Yezi and blinked.
"Master Zhuo, you have to be prepared to see how I vent my anger on you."
Zhuo Ye Zi stared at Ye Feng blankly, with mixed feelings in his heart.
On the sixth day, he refined the "Four Unlikely" spiritual weapon, which can be said to be extremely talented.
But with his current achievements, he is by no means a close opponent.
At this moment, he was confident and looked like he had already won.
She didn’t know where Ye Feng’s confidence came from. Although she was worried, she felt a trace of trust inexplicably.
Xu Qianqing and Zhu Chen looked at each other, seeing shock and confusion in each other's eyes.
Qu Buyuan snorted coldly, with a fierce look in his eyes.
"What if you lose?"
Ye Feng said calmly: "It's up to you!"
"Okay, if that's the case, then I will help you!"
He waved his hand, and the two disciples of the Weapon Refining Sect behind him immediately stepped forward.
"Go, take out all the materials for the refining, and let them see the details of the refining sect."
"Yes, senior brother!"
The two men responded and each took out a storage bag.
A flash of spiritual power made the bluestone ground in the courtyard shine with golden light, and there were many more materials for refining weapons.
Golden spirit stone, psychic grass, fifth-level demon elixir, cold iron...