Between the two shops of the Hundred Weapons Sect and the Divine Tower Weapon Pavilion, Jiang Ping An and Ma Kuo began a contest to enhance magical treasures.
Jiang Ping An stood where he was, waving his fingers as golden runes drifted through the air, emanating an enigmatic aura.
Ma Kuo sat cross-legged in the air, wielding three types of Strange Fire to smelt refined ore. The black furnace before him had been activated, its scorching heat making it hard to breathe.
"Master Bu, do your best! You can definitely win!"
Bao Zhi watched the contest nervously. If Jiang Ping An lost, the consequences would be severe.
"Win my ass! Bu Si is obviously a novice Refining Master. He can't even identify the grade of a magical treasure's materials, yet he dared to reinforce it with runes. The treasure will explode halfway through."
Zhou Yuan, the Hundred Weapons Sect's manager, glared resentfully at Jiang Ping An. This guy had no skill at all, yet he dared to accept the challenge. The ignorant truly feared nothing.
The magical treasures used by the two were both common items, with essentially fixed materials. Everyone knew what grade of runes they could withstand.
Anyone with even a little understanding of refining had already seen the outcome the moment the two made their moves.
Zhou Yuan coldly said to Bao Zhi, "You and this Bu Si are close, aren't you? Just wait for him to be punished by the Immortal Master. You won't escape either!"
The other Maids watched from the side with gloating smiles. This Bao Zhi acted so high and mighty, but she was really just a scheming woman who wanted to cling to an Immortal Master's disciple. She had not expected to drag herself down with him. Once the shop's business was