Buzz--!
A burst of brilliant, Literary Talent Qi Inscriptions voice echoed throughout the teahouse, startling the waiter who had just climbed up, who quickly retreated back inside.
They would never dare to get involved in such a battle between gods. In any case, the god who wins the fight will give them enough compensation. It's inevitable that cultivators will fight, so they can't be bothered to care.
In the teahouse, Master Tie stared in shock at the raging Star Literary Talent Qi before him, a hint of seriousness flashing in his eyes, but more so, confusion, wondering what Yang Zhen was up to.
Although Star Literary Talent Qi is also a type of energy, no one has ever used it in the art of weapon crafting.
In reality, cultivators who can master the Star Literary Talent Qi would never bother to spend so much energy studying the art of weapon crafting. They've never even heard of such a thing, let alone seen it.
However, Yang Zhen acted as if he did this all the time, leaving Master Tie speechless.
The rest of the crowd was even more bewildered. Most of the cultivators in the teahouse cultivated only the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and they were just watching the spectacle as something that was beyond their understanding.
Seems pretty Niu Bi!
The group of people stared wide-eyed, their gazes intense. It was already rare to see a weapon refiner refining a weapon on a daily basis, but now they had witnessed a completely different kind of weapon refining. No one was willing to let go of even the slightest detail.
Luoluo aside, her face also showing surprise and interest. However, like the other cultivators, she couldn't understand what Yang Zhen was going to do. Just as she was about to speak, Master Tie stopped her with a look, shook his head, and then stared intently at Yang Zhen's hands again.
After his Star Literary Talent Qi erupted, Yang Zhen entered a state of oblivion, merging his Star Literary Talent Qi into the Golden Lotus Heavenly Fire.
Rumble--!
After the Star Literary Talent Qi entered the Golden Lotus Heavenly Fire, the terrifying fire waves of the Golden Lotus Heavenly Fire became even more violent, and the scorching heat waves instantly raised the temperature of the entire teahouse considerably.
Everyone gasped, their hearts pounding as they watched the superior-grade Saint Weapon slowly melt away.
This was a Saint Weapon! Yang Zhen melted it just like that. Putting aside how he did it, this wasteful act has left everyone dumbfounded.
"Damn it, what exactly is Yang Dianfeng trying to do?"
"After melting the Wuque Sword, it must be necessary to add other things and refine it again. That's one way; otherwise, he definitely won't be able to erase the divine soul imprint on the Wuque Sword."
"But Wuque Sword that has been reforged still be called Wuque Sword? What if it doesn't reach the level of Saint Weapon? Wouldn't that be a complete waste of a Saint Weapon?"
"That's up to fate. I've heard that even those grandmasters of weapon crafting can't guarantee they can successfully forge Saint Weapon. Yang Dianfeng is so young, how could he possibly be a grandmaster of weapon crafting?"
"What's impossible about that? If someone dares to forge Wuque Sword, how could they be an unknown nobody?"
Amidst the murmurs of the crowd, Master Tie's expression grew increasingly grave. Although his skill in weapon crafting wasn't particularly profound, for some reason, he had a bad feeling about it.
It seems that Yang Zhen was only slightly interested in the Wuque Sword from the beginning, and did not seem to regard it as an extremely Wuque Sword Saint Weapon.
What exactly is he trying to do?
Suddenly, Master Tie felt as if he was about to witness an extraordinary weapon forging event, or at least an extremely absurd one.
Just then, a muffled sound suddenly came from the Wuque Sword, followed by a sound like the roar of a ferocious beast. Clearly, after Yang Zhen melted the Wuque Sword, he triggered the divine soul imprint inside, and the owner of the Wuque Sword had already sensed it.
"Don't be so petty, it's just a sword, no need to get so worked up!"
Yang Zhen curled his lip, and with a wave of his hands, the air waves on the Golden Lotus Heavenly Fire became even more violent, instantly raising the temperature by one level.
Buzz--!
A terrifying chill erupted from the Wuque Sword, instantly filling the entire teahouse. This sensation of both cold and heat caused everyone's expression to change drastically, and those with lower cultivation levels even shivered.
Clang!
With a muffled thud, Yang Zhen casually placed the Great Deficiency Sword on the blacksmith's table. A strangely shaped hammer, which looked extraordinary, had appeared in his hand at some point.
Then, something happened that shocked everyone.
The material from the melted Wuque Sword, under Yang Zhen's control, slowly flowed onto the Wuque Sword, forming a thin layer that enveloped the Great Deficiency Sword.
"What... what is this? Is Yang Zhen going to melt a Saint Weapon into this door panel?"
"What door panel? This weapon is a bit strange, but it looks like a sword."
"A sword? A... door-panel sword?"
Everyone present looked at Yang Zhen with expressions of surprise and disbelief, their faces showing a sense of absurdity.
Although none of them possessed Saint Weapon, they could still sense that Yang Zhen's Great Deficiency Sword was not Saint Weapon.
After melting down a Saint Weapon, Yang Zhen then incorporated the material into a Great Deficiency Sword that wasn't even Saint Weapon. Was he really that stupid?
Seeing Yang Zhen's almost absurd actions, Master Tie's expression changed, and he muttered to himself, "Absurd, utterly absurd. Under such circumstances, a Saint Weapon has been almost completely destroyed. No matter how much it is refined, this door panel giant sword can never become Saint Weapon."
when!
A sharp clang of weapons rang out throughout the teahouse, causing everyone's heart to skip a beat.
With a resounding crash, Yang Zhen's hammer struck the Great Deficiency Sword, instantly radiating golden light and countless dazzling rays of light rising up. A deafening roar suddenly echoed from the Great Deficiency Sword, and a violent shockwave shot into the sky, causing frequent celestial phenomena.
Outside the teahouse, in mid-air.
Waves of steam rose up and condensed into clouds, then a thunderous roar shook the heavens and the earth, and the entire city was almost shaken by the celestial phenomenon.
Startled, countless people turned to look in the direction of the sound. Upon seeing the violent shockwave above the teahouse, they were all shocked and rushed towards the teahouse at top speed, quickly surrounding it.
"What happened to cause such a violent celestial phenomenon?"
"There must be a grandmaster weapon refiner here, but why would they be in a teahouse?"
"Which of these grandmasters of weapon crafting isn't a highly eccentric individual? I wonder which senior has come here; could it be to forge Saint Weapon?"
"What? Saint Weapon? Is this celestial phenomenon a sign that Saint Weapon is about to be formed?"
"How could it be so smooth? Even the most powerful grandmaster of weapon crafting cannot guarantee that he can forge Saint Weapon. Everything depends on whether the celestial phenomenon will suddenly dissipate when the weapon is completed."
"Terrifying!"
People outside the teahouse were buzzing with discussion. Those who entered the teahouse gasped in unison, stunned by the ferocious power that Yang Zhen unleashed with each hammer blow.
Each time the hammer fell, it was like an earth-shattering event, with the surrounding air radiating violent waves.
However, what surprised and puzzled everyone even more was that Yang Zhen's hammering technique seemed to be crazy, exuding a kind of momentum that made people's blood boil.
Yang Zhen's hammer blows were faster than the last, and the earth-shattering roar soared into the sky in the blink of an eye, merging with the raging celestial phenomena in mid-air to form a rising wave of air.
Buzz--!
A series of booming sounds resounded in the air, causing countless people to look up. Even those inside the teahouse, where the sky was not visible, immediately looked up.
" Heavenly Sound Grand Chant, this is Heavenly Sound Grand Chant! My God, what exactly did young friend Yang Dianfeng do?" Master Tie muttered to himself, glancing deeply at the bewildered Lu Tianwei, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.
Clearly, Yang Zhen is at least a Grandmaster of weapon crafting. If Yang Zhen were to spread his identity as a Grandmaster of weapon crafting, his status and position would undergo a dramatic change. Even a super power like the Heavenly Snow Sacred Domain would certainly treat him with respect and would not dare to neglect him in the slightest.
Lu Tianwei and Fang Zhongjian, those two idiots, actually managed to offend a grandmaster of weapon crafting without even realizing it?