Yang Haoran was stunned and watched helplessly as he sold the deal for the price of a magic weapon.
Successfully became a disciple of the Treasure Weapon Sect.
The money was not enough and he came to Yang Haoran with a smile.
He said earnestly: "Although you have entered the Treasure Weapon Sect now.
But your identity as the head disciple of Tianji Sect will not change.
Remember to practice hard, the future revitalization of Tianji Sect will all depend on you!
Remember to study the Tianji Pan more and you will have opportunities in the future.
I will go first as a teacher."
When he didn't have enough money, he turned around to leave, but Yang Haoran grabbed him by the corner of his clothes.
"Master, shouldn't that magic weapon be mine?
You should give me at least half of it."
The corner of his mouth twitched when he didn't have enough money: "Disciple, Tianji Sect is not rich either.
Do you know how sad it is for me to be my teacher now? And since you have joined the Treasure Weapon Sect, why worry about not having magical weapons in the future?
The Baoqi Sect is famous for its wealth, as long as you work hard, you will have a promising future, so let go!"
When he didn't have enough money, he pulled hard, but Yang Haoran still didn't let go.
Even the Xuanling cat tugged at the trousers of someone who didn’t have enough money.
"Hey, why bother with persistence in life? Everything is empty!"
There was a sigh when the money was not enough, and only a tearing sound was heard.
Because he didn't have enough money, he tore his clothes and ran away without a trace.
Yang Haoran was speechless: "After all, he is still unreliable."
Ye Shengqiu looked with disdain in the direction where Qian Qianwen disappeared.
Then he turned back and smiled at Yang Haoran.
“There is no future if there is not enough money.
But the Bao Weapon Sect will never be like this, so just stay in the Bao Weapon Sect with peace of mind."
The surrounding disciples were all stunned.
Unexpectedly, Yang Haoran would become a disciple of the Treasure Weapon Sect in such a short time.
And it was stolen from other sects.
The key depends on the attitude of the leader, who still thinks highly of Yang Haoran.
Soon some people became dissatisfied.
"Why accept an outsider as a disciple of the Treasure Weapon Sect? This is unfair to us!"
Ye Shengqiu handed the meteorite iron purified by Yang Haoran to Chang Baorong.
"Come and give everyone a moment's notice."
Chang Baorong held the heavy meteorite, looked around, and raised his hand.
"This is the reason. You should think that if someone can purify meteorite iron to be exactly the same as him, the treatment will be better than Yang Haoran."
There was silence all around, and everyone lowered their heads.
Secretly compare it with this piece of meteorite.
But they soon discovered in despair that their abilities simply couldn't do it.
"Okay, everyone, everyone, go back to the second competition."
Everyone dispersed in a hurry, and Mu Qishan outside the venue already knew the whole story.
At this moment, I was so excited that I kept clenching my fists.
"My second brother is really amazing.
It is simply a natural material for a refiner.
I didn’t expect that I would be appointed by Master Ye, and I will have a bright future!”
Mu Qing, on the other hand, gloated and sneered.
"So he will stay in the Treasure Weapon Sect. Doesn't that mean he can't go back to the Mu family with you?"
Mu Qishan's body trembled, and he suddenly thought of this very serious problem.
After frowning for a while, he made a decision.
"It doesn't matter if he can't leave, I can stay.
Based on the relationship between the Mu family and the Baoqi Sect, this request shouldn’t be too much.”
Mu Qing was anxious: "What if you stay with me? Do you want me to go back to Mu's house alone?"
Mu Qishan rolled his eyes: "Can't you just stay with me?"
Mu Qing immediately pulled his face down: "No, it's not fun at all!"
On the square, the start of the second competition has been announced.
The content of the competition is to use the previously purified meteorite iron to create a magic weapon.
The style of the magic weapon is decided by the individual, and the test results are evaluated according to the quality level of the magic weapon.
Yang Haoran remained calm and unhurried.
Not only did he know nothing about making magic weapons, he also knew very little about it.
It’s still the old method, learn now and sell now.
But now I feel much more at ease and no longer have the pressure I felt before.
The old beggar spent a long time trying to get him to join the Treasure Weapon Sect.
This roundabout way of thinking made Yang Haoran feel redundant.
Wouldn't it be better to just tell him no in the first place?
It's not a big deal.
The last thing Yang Haoran lacks is the concept of sects. It is not a bad thing to join a few more sects.
Ah Zi's laughter sounded, but it gave Yang Haoran goosebumps all over his body.
"How about it, you look so sad, why don't I help you make a magic weapon, it will surely make the gods and ghosts cry."
Yang Haoran refused without even thinking.
"Forget it, I would rather live a few more years.
You almost killed me just now, and I don't want to go through that again."
Ah Zi smiled contemptuously: "It's all because you are too weak, why do you blame me in turn?
Forget it, I don’t care about you then.”
At the judges' table, Ye Shengqiu and others focused on Yang Haoran this time.
But he saw that Yang Haoran had been motionless, recuperating.
They all looked at each other with confused expressions on their faces.
"Why hasn't he taken action yet? Is it going to be like last time, where he became a blockbuster without making a move?"
"I think it is very possible that the people who have been instructed by the Supreme Elder are somewhat weird!"
"That makes sense. I'm really looking forward to what kind of amazing performance he can have."
Different from the previous game, everyone was full of confidence in Yang Haoran.
Even though there was still a quarter of an hour before the end time, everyone still thought so.
"Last time, it was at this time that he took action."
"Look, he's standing up and getting ready to refine the weapon!"
"I'm looking forward to the magic weapon he refined. I don't know what quality it can achieve."
Outside the square, the Supreme Elder narrowed his eyes and looked shocked.
"Instead of smelting and purifying, how did he do it?
This level of purity has reached the limit of a spiritual world weapon refiner, which is unbelievable!
There are so many secrets about this guy, I hope I won’t make mistakes!”
On the square, Yang Haoran once again entered the state of the universal divine body.
It's not that he doesn't want to use the refining furnace, it's just that he's not used to it, or simply doesn't know how to use it.
And there was no time.
The most annoying thing was that all the fiery eyes around him were focused on him.
Why is everyone doing nothing? Why are you looking at him?
With a whoosh, the refining furnace was symbolically lit again.
Yang Haoran held the purified meteorite in his hand and reached into the refining furnace.
The Divine Body of All Transformations was activated again, and the meteorite iron began to melt and reorganize.
On the judges' bench, someone has already stood up.
"It's still the same scene just now, is it another secret technique?"
"The Supreme Elder is partial, why don't you pass on the secret technique to us?"
Ye Shengqiu sneered when he thought of Yang Haoran's ridiculously powerful soul.
“Since it is a secret skill, it cannot be practiced by just anyone.
The threshold required is too high, and ordinary weapon refiners will not be able to learn it even if they are taught."
