This Kid, Could He Be Ouye Tiangong's Successor!

"Backing?"

The young man surnamed Chu let out a cold laugh. "What backing could a brute who cannot even be bothered to touch a forging furnace possibly have? I say he is just smashing a broken jar to pieces, trying to use this stunt to grab attention."

"Just watch. He will soon become the biggest joke of this trial."

On the high platform.

True Dragon Clan Patriarch Long Gan's gaze also fell upon Chen Changqing.

His eyes were unfathomably deep, revealing neither joy nor anger. Yet within those golden pupils seemed to linger a trace of scrutiny.

Chen Changqing ignored everyone's stares.

He returned to where he had been sitting, which had now become the center of attention for the entire venue.

Unlike the others, he neither opened a cave dwelling nor went looking for a forging cauldron.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, he simply sat down on the ground.

Then, he planted that piece of Chaos Divine Wood into the ground and casually placed the Nine Heavens Breath Soil beside it.

This string of actions left everyone stunned once more.

"What is he doing? Arranging flowers?"

"He does not even have a furnace. Does he plan to knead it into shape with his bare hands?"

"Do not rush. Maybe he has some secret technique, like... generating power with love?"

The mockery surged wave after wave.

Long Lan had already shut her eyes in despair. She felt that the True Dragon Clan's face had been utterly disgraced today by this fellow named Li Feiyu.

Just then, Chen Changqing finally made another move.

He raised a hand and reached toward his storage ring.

Everyone's laughter unconsciously quieted.

They were all curious what other trick this madman intended to pull.

The next moment.

Under the focused gazes of several hundred people, Chen Changqing