Feng Jianxing narrowed his eyes, stared for a moment, then raised a hand and swept it through the air.
A powerful surge of True Yuan burst from his sleeve, like a drumstick slamming heavily against the courtyard gate before him.
"Hum!"
With a low, muffled boom, the courtyard formation's aura rapidly rose, and one formation mark after another swiftly became clear.
But before the formation could activate, the courtyard gate suddenly opened with a creak.
The instant the gate opened, nine cultivators were revealed standing in the courtyard.
Eight of them were middle-aged men and women.
Their robes billowed, radiating powerful cultivation auras. Dissatisfaction was written across their faces as they fixed their eyes on Feng Jianxing and Su Shi'er outside the gate.
Among the eight, three were Out of Body stage cultivators, while the remaining five were Nascent Soul Stage cultivators.
Yet regardless of their cultivation levels, all of them exuded a dense aura of blazing flames. This was the mark of those who had spent years refining artifacts and dealing with spirit fire.
Clearly, without exception, they were all Artifact Refiners from the Divine Weapon Workshop.
At their head stood a weathered old man with completely white hair and beard.
The old man's aura surged around him, vastly surpassing that of an Out of Body stage cultivator. His cultivation was clearly no weaker than Feng Jianxing's.
He too stared toward the gate, flames flickering ceaselessly in his eyes.
Obviously, his attainments in artifact refinement were extraordinary as well, and he made no effort to hide the dissatisfaction in his heart.
"I was wondering who it was. So it is Bi Tao Mountain Villa's Guest Elder, Elder Feng Jianxing, known throughout the Cultivation World as Feng Hai Divine Forging."
"I heard that in the central hall just now, Elder