Saint Weapon are not the most powerful weapons in the world, but they are rare and precious. Even a master craftsman cannot easily forge Saint Weapon. Most Saint Weapon are powerful Spirit Treasure that have been passed down for many years.
This is why grandmaster weapon refiners are treated with great respect by various powerful forces. Once a grandmaster weapon refiner has successfully forged Saint Weapon, his status and position in North Isle can almost skyrocket.
Fang Zhongjian and Lu Tianwei had somehow offended a grandmaster of weapon crafting. Hahahaha, for some reason, Master Tie wanted to laugh and burst out laughing on the spot, startling everyone.
Lu Tianwei's expression was as ugly as if he had swallowed a fly. Seeing the gloating looks from the people around him, he felt like a herd of alpacas was stampeding through his mind. Little did these people know that this wasn't the first time he had offended Yang Zhen.
No, it wasn't Lu Tianwei who offended Yang Zhen; it was that bastard Yang Zhen who provoked him. He was just a little arrogant, but he didn't provoke Yang Zhen at all. It was that troublemaker Yang Zhen who provoked him.
At this moment, Lu Tianwei felt not only resentment but also a sense of grievance. Yang Zhen was like the most villainous person in the world, provoking everyone he went. People couldn't avoid him; as long as they were slightly arrogant or haughty, they would definitely clash with this bastard Yang Zhen.
If the birth charts are incompatible, then they are definitely incompatible.
Lu Tianwei looked at Yang Zhen with a complicated expression. He really didn't know what kind of person could become his friend. In the past, he thought that offending such a person was no big deal. He was just a person with some luck and talent.
But at this moment, it doesn't seem to be the case at all. Even within the Heavenly Spring Sacred Land and the Heavenly Snow Sacred Land, this person would be a highly regarded figure.
A master craftsman who broke through to the Heaven Realm Tribulation Transcendence Realm possessed extraordinary talent and incredible luck, yet the heavens still haven't taken him away.
Lu Tianwei was starting to doubt the meaning of life. How could such a person exist in this world? Wouldn't such a person have already been taken away by Heaven?
when--!
A deafening roar rang out, snapping everyone back to their senses. They stared at Yang Zhen in horror.
Yang Zhen's giant hammer slammed heavily onto the Great Deficiency Sword. For some reason, such great force did not shatter the entire teahouse.
Rumble--!
A series of towering waves of energy erupted from the Great Deficiency Sword, roaring and shaking the heavens. A jet-black shadow soared into the sky, its thunderous roar echoing the explosion of lightning in mid-air. The entire sky was filled with a raging spectacle, with thunder rolling and Heavenly Sound Grand Chant resounding continuously.
Such a terrifying celestial phenomenon can only be unleashed when forging Saint Weapon.
The entire city was in an uproar, with countless cultivators rushing towards the area and crowding around the teahouse.
Many powerful cultivators, relying on their superior cultivation, directly dragged the cultivators in front of them out and walked into the teahouse. If they weren't afraid of offending the grandmasters of weapon refining inside, some of them might have even demolished the building.
This is the site where Saint Weapon is being forged! The people in the teahouse are incredibly lucky!
Everyone in the teahouse was filled with excitement. Master Tie's eyes hadn't blinked once, fixed on the giant hammer in Yang Zhen's hand.
Everyone could see that Yang Zhen's hammer technique was extraordinary. Each hammer blow was faster and heavier than the last, yet the force was perfectly absorbed by the Great Deficiency Sword. A series of hammer blows rang out, and one side of the Great Deficiency Sword had almost perfectly fused together.
When Yang Zhen's final hammer blow landed heavily on the Great Deficiency Sword, the Great Deficiency Sword roared and howled deafeningly, making everyone feel as if they were facing a raging beast.
At this moment, Yang Zhen suddenly flipped the Great Deficiency Sword over, coated it with a layer of material melted from the Wuque Sword, and then swung the giant hammer again!
Ding! Ding! Ding!
It was that same continuous hammering technique again, which filled the crowd with fervor.
Suddenly, someone in the crowd exclaimed, " The Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique! This is the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique!"
"What kind of Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique?" Master Tie suddenly turned his head and asked rather rudely.
The man, his expression one of fanaticism, gasped as all eyes turned to him and explained, "This is the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique, an extremely rare and powerful weapon-forging method. I heard about it by chance on a small island called Donglin Island in the East Sea."
Upon hearing this explanation, everyone's gaze turned strange.
" On the Three Islands of the East Sea, there is a grandmaster of weapon forging. He has no cultivation whatsoever, yet he is able to forge Saint Weapon. It is said that he has been invited to Turtle and Snake Turtle-Snake Island by the master of Turtle-Snake Island, becoming a top grandmaster and highly respected. Moreover, I have heard that the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique was taught to him by his mentor. He witnessed his mentor comprehend the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique on the spot. I never expected that I would have the honor of seeing the legendary Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique on North Isle."
"Could this Yang Dianfeng be the disciple of that Grandmaster?"
"No, impossible. Yang Dianfeng's Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique is even more powerful than the legendary Grandmaster's hammer technique. There's only one possibility: that Grandmaster's mentor didn't only have him as a disciple; Yang Dianfeng is very likely also that mentor's disciple."
Everyone gasped, looking at Yang Zhen with uncertain expressions.
Lu Tianwei's expression turned even uglier. He had originally thought that Yang Zhen was just a lucky Rogue Cultivator, but he hadn't expected that Yang Zhen would actually have a master behind him, and even a fellow disciple of another grandmaster of weapon refining.
This... this is a bit troublesome.
Lu Tianwei looked at Yang Zhen with suspicion and uncertainty, little did he know that Yang Zhen was the mentor mentioned by the grandmaster of weapon refining.
The Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique was a name Yang Zhen arbitrarily gave to a familiar name from the Blue Planet.
boom--!
Yang Zhen's final hammer blow landed on the Great Deficiency Sword Great Deficiency Sword, which immediately shone brightly. A dazzling light shot into the sky, and in mid-air, the Evil Shadow Black Taotie roared to the heavens. Amidst the gathering of wind and clouds, bolts of violent lightning surged forth and exploded between heaven and earth.
It's done!
A beam of seven-colored light surged from mid-air, enveloping the entire teahouse.
Everyone was astonished. Yang Zhen's hammer technique had stopped, indicating that the forging was complete. However, the celestial phenomena in the sky not only showed no signs of dissipating, but instead became even more intense. This phenomenon was quite obvious, meaning that Yang Zhen had actually forged the Great Deficiency Sword into Saint Weapon.
Such a huge... Saint Weapon!
Yang Zhen looked at the newly radiant Great Deficiency Sword with great satisfaction, becoming more and more pleased with it. The surrounding crowd froze, staring blankly at Yang Zhen alone with his sword, listening to the roaring and howling Evil Shadow Black Taotie in mid-air, and were plunged into shock.
Is this the celestial phenomenon signifying the birth of Saint Weapon?
No one made a sound, none of them wanting to disturb this exciting scene. The appearance of such a powerful Saint Weapon was a spectacle witnessed by everyone. Many were even lost in thought, their thoughtful expressions changing frequently, clearly gaining some insight from it.
Just then, a smacking sound came from inside the teahouse, as if someone had woken up from a deep sleep.
Fang Zhongjian opened his eyes and his gaze sharpened instantly. He sprang to his feet, stared intently at Yang Zhen, and roared, " Yang Zhen, you bastard, how dare you launch a sneak attack?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Zhongjian stood up straight, flicked his clothes, raised his right hand high, glared angrily, and shouted:
"Sword, come!"
Wuque Sword: "..."
"Sword, come!"
"Sword, come!"
"Damn it, where's my sword?"
Fang Zhongjian stared blankly at the empty teahouse; there wasn't a trace of the Wuque Sword.