Qu Buyuan waved with one hand.
A wave of hot air rolled in the air.
Bloomingly, there seemed to be purple smoke filling the air.
"Buzz..."
The low sound, like a call from ancient times, makes people's eardrums itch.
Immediately afterwards, a purple-gold refining furnace appeared out of thin air and landed steadily in front of everyone.
The alchemy furnace is about three feet high. The furnace body is carved with nine holes of different shapes, and there is a faint fire light coming out.
A rich aroma mixed with the unique smell of metal spread instantly.
This breath lifted the spirits of everyone present.
The tip of Ye Feng's nose twitched slightly. This breath was filled with hot masculine energy and mixed with the faint fragrance of rosewood.
The moment the refining furnace hit the ground, the surrounding air rippled, and the sand and stones on the ground trembled slightly.
Zhuo Yezi’s pupils suddenly shrank and his delicate body trembled.
"This is... the Nine-Aperture Purple Sun Furnace?"
Her voice was trembling with disbelief.
"How come the treasure of the Weapon Refining Sect is in your hand?"
The corner of Qu Buyuan's mouth raised a proud arc, and his chin was raised slightly.
"Master, Elder Ziyang, specifically ordered me to take the Nine-Aperture Ziyang Furnace to the Wanjian Sect to refine the spiritual sword."
He paused deliberately, enjoying the shocked looks of everyone.
"Passing through Qingshi Town this time will open your eyes to the frogs in the well."
Qu Buyuan glanced at everyone, his nostrils turned upward, his expression arrogant.
It is a sense of superiority that emanates from the bones.
It was as if he was not a person, but a god, looking down at a group of ants.
He stretched out his hand and gently stroked the body of the Nine-Aperture Ziyang Stove, with obsession in his eyes.
Zhuo Yezi bit her lower lip tightly. She was also a weapon refiner, so she naturally knew how precious the Nine-Aperture Purple Sun Furnace was.
Ye Feng looked at the stove with interest.
He could feel that there was an extremely powerful force inside the furnace.
"Tsk, tsk, what a treasure."
Ye Feng touched his chin and his eyes flashed.
Qu Buyuan noticed Ye Feng’s gaze and snorted coldly.
"Country bumpkin, you have never seen such a high-end weapon refining furnace, have you?"
He had a look of disdain on his face, as if Ye Feng had blasphemed the furnace by looking at it more than once.
"High-end?" Ye Feng smiled, a little playfully, "In my opinion, this stove is useless in your hands."
"What did you say?"
Qu Buyuan's face darkened, and a trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes.
The aura of the fifth level of foundation building burst out from his body.
The expressions of Zhu Chen and Xu Qianqing changed. They did not expect that his cultivation was so profound.
"Qu Bu Yuan! Don't forget that this is a trial device."
Zhuo Yezi quickly stood in front of Ye Feng.
Qu Buyuan smiled disdainfully and glanced at Ye Feng proudly.
"Boy, you come first, or me?"
Ye Feng crossed his arms and leaned against the door frame leisurely.
"Guests are welcome, you come first."
Qu Buyuan sneered and was no longer polite.
He walked to the weapon refining furnace, took a deep breath, formed a seal with his hands, and a flame spurted out from his palms, instantly igniting the weapon refining furnace.
The flames burned blazingly, emitting a blazing temperature.
Qu Buyuan began to put various materials into the refining furnace in an orderly manner.
His movements were skillful and smooth, and he had obviously practiced them countless times.
As time passed, the flames in the refining furnace continued to change colors.
A faint metallic smell began to fill the air.
There were beads of sweat on Qu Buyuan's forehead, but he did not dare to relax at all.
Weapon refining is a job that extremely tests your patience and skills.
If you are not careful, all your previous efforts will be wasted.
Finally, after a long wait, Qu Buyuan breathed a sigh of relief.
His hands formed seals again, and a spiritual light flew out of the weapon refining furnace and fell into his hands.
It was a long sword that was completely fiery red. There were patterns on the sword, exuding a faint aura.
"The top-grade spiritual weapon, Fire Cloud Sword!"
Qu Buyuan proudly raised the sword in his hand and showed it to everyone.
"How about it, boy, do you see it? This is my strength!"
Two disciples of the Weapon Refining Sect immediately stepped forward and praised loudly.
"Senior Brother Qu is really powerful, he actually refined a top-grade spiritual weapon!"
"This top-grade Fire Cloud Sword is simply perfect!"
Zhuo Yezi's face became even paler.
She may not be able to refine high-grade spiritual weapons.
But Yi Bu Yuan was able to refine it so easily.
This made her feel a sense of despair.
Xu Qianqing and Zhu Chen also looked solemn.
Although they don’t know how to refine weapons, they also know what high-grade spiritual weapons represent.
Ye Feng, can he really win?
Ye Feng still had a calm expression on his face, as if he did not notice Qu Buyuan's pride and everyone's shock.
He slowly walked to the refining furnace and looked at the blazing flames.
"Yes, it's a bit interesting."
He said softly, with amusement in his tone.
Qu Buyuan snorted coldly.
"Boy, it's not too late to admit defeat now, so as not to be embarrassed later."
Ye Feng smiled and ignored Qu Buyuan.
"Hahaha... don't blame me for using the furnace to suppress others. You can use this Nine-Aperture Purple Sun Furnace, but... if you still lose, how about killing yourself to apologize?"
"Okay!" Ye Feng said loudly.
Zhuo Yezi didn’t expect that his life would be on the line in this competition, and his face instantly turned pale.
"Ye... Mr. Ye, why did you lose your life for me? Let me do it."
Qu Buyuan looked at Ye Feng, raised his voice suddenly, and said, "Today, this competition is between you and me. No one else is allowed to interfere!"
Ye Feng chuckled, raised his hand, and casually dusted off his sleeves. :
"Very good, don't regret it when I make you kneel on the ground."
"Regret?" Qu Buyuan raised his head and laughed, "Am I afraid of you, a loser who has just learned to refine weapons for six days?"
His laughter stopped, his eyes suddenly became sinister, and he stared at Ye Feng: "I'm afraid you don't even know how to activate this Nine-Aperture Purple Sun Furnace!"
The Nine-Aperture Purple Sun Furnace, one of the treasures of the Weapon Refining Sect, requires extremely high control of the Weapon Refiner, and non-inner elite disciples should not try it easily.
Zhuo Yezi looked at Ye Feng melancholy, his eyes full of guilt and bewilderment.
Ye Feng smiled slightly and looked at Zhuo Yezi with a firm gaze: "Believe me!"
Zhuo Yezi looked at Ye Feng's confident eyes and felt the aura emanating from him.
That is an aura that only a senior master of weaponry can exude.
She couldn't help but nodded.
"Mr. Ye, please wait a moment." Zhuo Yezi made up his mind and turned back to the house.
After a moment, Zhuo Yezi walked out of the house, holding a rosewood box in his hand.
Before the box was opened, there was already a faint sound of thunder coming from it, as if there was a dormant thunder beast that could break free at any time and release the power of destroying the world.
Qu Buyuan's pupils suddenly contracted and his breathing became rapid. He stared at the rosewood box with his Adam's apple rolling.
The several Weapon Refining Sect disciples beside him also looked greedy, with undisguised desire shining in their eyes.
"This...this is..." Qu Buyuan's voice was trembling. He tried hard to suppress his inner excitement and pretended to be casual and asked, "Junior sister Zhuo, what is this?"
Zhuo Yezi ignored Qu Buyuan and she slowly opened the rosewood box.
In an instant, a dazzling electric light burst out from the box, illuminating the entire space.
In the box, a fist-sized crystal lay quietly. It was dark purple in color, and its surface was covered with dense silver lines, like tiny silver snakes swimming.
Inside the spar, lightning flashed, arcs jumped, and there was a "crackling" sound, and countless thunders roared in it.