Song Huanshan said, "Whether I'm bluffing or not, you'll know in a month."
Qi Xiongbei said, "If this person can't complete the task in a month, Yan Jingming must leave Jingyue Xuan. Otherwise, how will you convince the others, sir?"
That was what he really wanted.
What did it matter to him whether someone could forge divine weapons, or which weapon refiner was more skilled?
The only person he wanted to best was Yan Jingming. He couldn't sit by and watch Yan Jingming climb over his head. If things went badly, he'd fall one step behind and then keep falling behind.
Song Huanshan smiled. "As you wish."
In the blink of an eye, a month passed. Early one morning, Song Huanshan, Qi Xiongbei, Yan Jingming, the blue-robed Daoist priest, Master Wu, and more than a dozen weapon refiners newly hired by the Righteous Alliance waited outside the refining room where Xu Yi was staying.
The sun was already high in the sky when Xu Yi finally came out. He looked bleary-eyed, as if he hadn't slept well.
Seeing everyone, he rubbed his eyes and yawned. "Good morning, everyone."
Qi Xiongbei said, "May I ask, Brother Xu, whether you've completed the task? If—"
Before he could finish, Xu Yi swept out his hand. A clatter rang out as countless weapons appeared before them, nearly piling up into a small mountain.
Silence!
Utter silence!
Everyone was stunned. Making grand claims was one thing, but seeing the real thing laid out before them was especially astounding.
"Mr. Xu truly is a divine being!"
Song Huanshan exclaimed.
"Impossible!"
Master Wu muttered, his face already livid.
"Quickly, send people to inspect them and see if they're real!"
Qi Xiongbei shouted as if he'd been scalded by boiling water.
He still refused to give up. He