The Zheng family of Maplewood City, which has a sixth-level powerhouse, is married to the He family.
The heads of the aristocratic families all felt chilled all over.
If the He family has such a backer, how can they get it in the future?
No, with the support of Chief Han, the He family is no longer able to suppress its existence.
"Hmph, so what if it's a sixth-level family? The loss of the workshop is so great that no one can bear it."
"That is, when they can't hold it anymore, the powerful weapon refiners from Yuyang City invited by Brother Zhang Xuan will arrive and oust Chief Han. The Alliance of Refiners will still be in our hands."
All the powerful men from aristocratic families in front of the mansion dispersed.
There's no point in staying any longer.
Is there anything else that can be reversed?
Just wait and see if his workshop can no longer operate on its own.
These powerful men from aristocratic families turned around and left.
"Report——"
"The Sun Family of Maplewood City!"
"Sun Bing of the Sun family is here——"
Sun Bing!
The number one person in Maplewood City!
Seventh-level armor master Sun Bing!
The strongest person within a radius of 100,000 miles.
Are these people coming to Tacheng?
"Senior Sun Bing, what are you doing in our Tacheng?"
"Senior Sun, are you coming from the He family for Chief Han?"
"If Senior Sun wants to destroy the He family, then it is really God's mercy..."
"The way of heaven? What is that?"
Everyone looked at each other with extremely solemn expressions on their faces.
wait.
They were waiting to see if Sun Bing would come to the He family to seek revenge.
A group of powerful men from aristocratic families in the city were waiting in confusion. At this time, Sun Bing had arrived at the workshop of Jujin Trading Company, which was outside Hejiazhuangzi.
"Haha, Brother Sun is here too." From a distance, Zheng Sheng came up to him with a smile.
The Sun family is the number one family in Maplewood City, and Sun Bing is the number one person in Maplewood City.
It was an honor for the Zheng family that Sun Bing could come to the He family to witness the marriage between the Zheng family and the He family.
"Brother Zheng has really good eyesight, and Young Master He is a rare young hero." Sun Bing smiled and handed over to Zheng Sheng.
Sun Bing's words made Zheng Sheng smile even more, and He Yangsun who came from the side also bowed to greet him.
Sun Bing looked at He Yangsun, then raised his hand and presented a golden shoulder armor: "This is a fifth-grade shoulder armor. I think Young Master He will be able to use it soon."
It was because he was extremely optimistic about He Yangsun that he gave him such a heavy gift.
Zheng Sheng chuckled, turned around and said, "Brother Sun gave it to me, please accept it, Yang Sun."
Now, he has regarded himself as the elder He Yangsun.
After all, the two families were already married, and his cultivation level qualified him to stand up and talk to Sun Bing.
If the He family could have level 5 or 6 masters, there would be no need for him, Zheng Sheng, to come forward.
He Yangsun nodded, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Senior Sun."
This gift was expensive, but it was not for He Yangsun's sake.
It's because of Master Han, Chief Han.
When He Yangsun stepped forward and took away his shoulder armor, Sun Bing spoke again: "Master Han, no, where is Chief Han?"
Knowing that Sun Bing came to see Han Muye, He Yangsun nodded and said: "Senior Sun, follow me."
They walked along the road to the workshop.
"I have traveled to Zhuyang City, which is a million miles away, and there are workshops like this there."
Sun Bing looked at the workshop with a complicated look on his face.
"But those workshops are still much smaller than here."
Is there such a workshop in a big city?
That means Master Han came from a big city?
When he was in Maplewood City before, Zheng Sheng guessed that Master Han was from Dacheng, and it turned out to be true.
The workshops haven't started yet, so they are all empty.
He Yangsun brought Sun Bing and Zheng Sheng to a large workshop and saw that it was already full of people.
Each one of them is a foundry master wearing a robe and a foundry master's badge on his chest.
He Yangsun and the three of them walked into the workshop, and the guard on duty at the door took a step back.
The five guards all have the lowest cultivation level of level three armor masters.
Among them there are two Level 4 students.
This made Sun Bing a little curious. The guard here was too strict.
"This is Chief Han's research and development workshop. It is the source of all workshops here, so it is tightly guarded." He Yangsun turned his head and spoke to Sun Bing.
R&D workshop?
Sun Bing is not a craftsman, so he doesn't understand.
The workshop was extremely spacious, and among the crowd, in front of Han Muye, who was wearing a green robe, there was a blaze of light.
Surrounded by a staggered spiritual light formation.
The three giants of the Tacheng Refiner Alliance stood outside the light array.
Su Ji and Ye Xun, two weapon refiners from Maplewood City, were also standing outside with excited expressions on their faces.
The weapon refiners outside all held their breaths and did not dare to breathe out.
"Okay, I've finished the debugging here. I'm just waiting for you, Chief Han, to connect to the main formation." Chen Mao, who was standing outside the aperture, spoke loudly.
Han Muye nodded, raised his hand, and auras of light shone, activating the aura array.
"Buzz——"
The spiritual light soaring into the sky did not break through the top of the workshop, but turned into a light curtain, covering and sealing the space inside the workshop.
Sun Bing's expression changed.
Even a seventh-level master like him felt unable to move due to the power of this ban.
How powerful is this formation?
Although most of the weapon refiners are not strong in combat ability, they can lay out formations and create combat tools with first-rate capabilities.
Just like this formation, it is not difficult to kill a level 7 expert.
"Woo——"
A stream of light appeared and then turned into a figure wearing a robe.
The figure looked at Han Muye, glanced around, and then said: "Did you apply for patent testing?"
The figure's robes were filled with illusory golden light, and he wore a golden hair crown. On the badge on his chest, a colorful halo shone.
"Holy level!"
The onlookers in the workshop all had their eyes widened.
Chief Han summoned the weapon refiners and casters who participated in the construction of the workshop today, saying that he wanted them to observe Chief Han's weapon refining.
This made everyone extremely happy.
They came to the workshop and worked hard to dig the soil every day, wasn't it just to have the opportunity to watch Chief Han make weapons in person?
Moreover, since Chief Han has spoken, the methods he refines must be things they can learn, rather than methods that are too advanced for them to master.
When they arrived here, they realized that this weapon refining was actually related to the patent certification trial.
patent.
Of course they know.
But I've only heard of it, never seen it.
Because the weapon refining skills spread in Tacheng are relatively backward and are all ancient methods.
Real popular skills can be found in big cities everywhere.
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Not only them, but also the three giants and the two people from Maplewood City didn't know.
It is said that only when you reach level nine and your weapon forging skills begin to continuously improve, will you be able to innovate and apply for a patent.
Those who can apply for a patent are not far from the Saint level.
"Han Muye, the chief weapon refiner of Tacheng, applied for a patent trial and test." Han Muye looked at the incarnation of the holy weapon refiner and said.
"Tacheng..." The saint had obviously heard of such a city every day. A trace of confusion flashed across his eyes, and then his eyes fell on Han Muye's chest.
"Can a seventh-level weapon refiner become the chief?"
There was a hint of amusement on his face, and he chuckled: "A seventh-level weapon refiner wants to apply for a patent. Are you crazy about money?"
He turned around and looked around, scanning the three giants and the surrounding weapon refiners.
Chen Mao quietly lowered his head.
"Tsk, tsk, for such a city, with so many level 5 and 6 weapon refiners, you want to apply for a patent?"
The saint-level weapon refiner's expression darkened, and he looked at Han Muye: "Is this how you waste the resources of the weapon refiner alliance?"
"Can you afford to waste my saint's time?"
In the workshop, all the weapon refiners had complicated expressions on their faces and did not dare to raise their heads.
It's normal for a saint-level weapon refiner to look down on them.
Who calls this Tacheng? The strongest weapon refiner here is only on the seventh floor...
Han Muye's expression remained unchanged as he looked at the holy weapon refiner in front of him and said loudly: "Applying for a patent test is the right of every city alliance."
"There are three opportunities every year. If you fail the test, you will waste one. If you pass the test, you will have two more opportunities to apply."
"Holy Master, am I, Tacheng, qualified to apply for a patent test?"
The Weapon Refiner Alliance has rules.
This is a benefit that belongs to every city.
It also encourages all cities to innovate in the art of weapon refining.
Han Muye's words caused the saint-level weapon refiner to snort coldly.
But this is indeed the rule of the league.
He raised his hand, and four more streams of light flashed out.
The four ninth-level weapon refiners looked at each other and bowed towards the saint-level weapon refiner.
Then, golden streams of light enveloped the surrounding ten-foot space.
"I have started the patent test comparison. If the results of your patent and the circulating weapon refining methods are too similar or overlap too much, this test will be considered a failure."
The saint-level weapon refiner looked cold and said in a deep voice: "Let's get started."
The surrounding aura shone and the entire space was imprisoned. This scene made the surrounding weapon refiners feel numb all over.
They had never seen such a solemn scene in their lives.
What's more, there are saint-level and ninth-level weapon refiners present to preside over the ceremony.
Everyone looked at Han Muye.
This is the highlight moment of the Tacheng Artificer Alliance.
If the patent application trial can really be successful this time, it will be the most memorable moment since the establishment of the Tacheng Weapon Refiner Alliance.
The Tacheng Weapon Refiner Alliance has been established for hundreds of thousands of years, and has never conducted such a patent application trial.
It’s not that we don’t know about such benefits, it’s that no one has ever mastered patented methods.
No one can set up such a patent testing application array.
"start?"
Han Muye shook his head and said calmly: "I will give up on this test."
give up?
Everyone was stunned.
The saint-level weapon refiner frowned and was about to speak when Han Muye raised his hand and waved, and the power of the formation dissipated.
In the workshop, all the light disappeared, the shadows disappeared, and the restraining power of the formation also dissipated.
Everyone looked at Han Muye, some breathed a sigh of relief, while others shook their heads with regret.
How can we waste such a rare opportunity to apply for a patent?
The cost of activating this formation once is absolutely huge.
Moreover, giving up like this directly would make that holy-level weapon refiner unhappy!
"What about the holy weapon refiner?" Han Muye's voice sounded and he looked at everyone.
"He shouldn't look down on all the weapon refiners in our Tacheng City weapon refiner alliance."
Han Muye's eyes were filled with majesty.
This majesty makes people unable to look directly at it.
"Even if he is a saint, he should be equal to us."
"He just walked farther and earlier than us in refining weapons."
Han Muye's voice echoed in the workshop.
There was silence in the workshop.
No one spoke.
They knew what Han Muye said was right.
However, when facing a saint, they unconsciously become humble.
Not to mention the saint level, even the eighth and ninth levels are the beings that their tower city looks up to.
"Hey, this is not awe of the saints, but respect for the inheritance of the art of refining and casting." Chen Mao raised his head, looked at Han Muye, and sighed: "It's just that over time, this kind of respect has changed."
Everyone understands the contempt that the saint-level weapon refiner just had for the Tacheng weapon refiner and foundry alliance.
But, so what?
They are at the Saint level, and the strongest in Tacheng is only Level 7.
There's a huge difference.
Han Muye shook his head, raised his hand, and auras of light gathered on his fingertips.
The power of confinement dropped again, and spiritual light circulated.
"What do you mean!"
The re-manifested saint-level weapon forger's face was ashen.
"I'm applying for a patent test for refining and casting." Han Muye said loudly.
The saint-level weapon refiner looked angry and shouted: "Okay, this is the second application, you have one more chance -"
Before he finished speaking, Han Muye raised his hand, and the aura around him dispersed.
The second time, it’s over.
All the weapon refiners were silent.
They didn't know what would happen if Tacheng's chief weapon refiner teased a saint-level weapon refiner like this.
But at this moment, they looked at the stunned expression of the saint-level weapon refiner and felt relieved.
What about the Holy Level?
Applying for a patent is a benefit that a city should have, and the Holy Level has no right to refuse it!
When the light curtain came up again, everyone saw the extremely angry holy weapon refiner and actually lost a lot of the fear they had before.
It turns out that saint-level people are just like other people, they can get angry...
"Chief of the Tacheng Artifact Refiner Alliance, Han Muye, I will remember this." Seeing Han Muye, the expression of the Saint-level weapon refiner slowly turned calm.
"I am Tan Yuan, the elder of the Light-Chasing City Artifact Masters Alliance. I hope you will remember me."
"Today you are playing tricks on me, which is my duty. If I have a chance in the future, I will make you lose face."
"This saint has finished speaking, you can end it."
Elder Tan Yuan quickly finished what he wanted to say. He was afraid that if he didn't hurry up, Han Muye would close the formation again.
"Is it over?" Han Muye straightened his clothes and said loudly: "I applied for a patent trial, and this is the beginning."
Do you really want to apply for a patent trial?
Tan Yuan narrowed his eyes, did not speak, and just raised his hand.
The four ninth-level figures fell down, and then the comparison began, reflecting golden light.
He looked at Han Muye quietly.
A flame rose in Han Muye's hand.
In the flames, pieces of spiritual materials were thrown into the flames.
There are no special features to speak of.
Tan Yuan had a sneer on his face.
The other ninth-level weapon refiners also showed little interest.
The spiritual material in front of Han Muye quickly turned into a pale golden circle.
He put away the flame and quickly carved on the circle.
"Subtle spiritual patterns?"
"There is no innovation, how dare you apply for a patent?"
"The suspended spirit pattern, what is the use of such a small circle?"
The ninth-level weapon refiners all shook their heads.
The refining of this small circle, as well as the seal carvings of the spiritual patterns on it, were unremarkable in the eyes of the surrounding weapon refining masters who were observing.
They are all things that can be made easily.
Chief Han, just refining such a gadget?
After a moment, a small golden ring appeared in Han Muye's hand.
Above the ring, spiritual patterns flashed with halo.
"Is the refining completed?" Tan Yuan looked cold.
Han Muye nodded.
Tan Yuan stood up and said loudly: "I judge that this thing has no characteristics and no innovation, so the patent application is invalid."
The other four ninth-level people also stood up and looked at Han Muye and the circle in his hand.
"I also judge that——"
"Wait a moment."
Han Muye interrupted the words of the ninth-level weapon refiner, holding the circle in his hand: "Why don't you wait for me to show you, what is the use of this gadget?"
He looked up at the contrasting lights and shadows around him with a smile on his face, and then slowly placed the small circle in front of his right eye.
The small circle automatically floated an inch in front of his eyes, and a series of spiritual runes gathered together, causing his right eye to flash with halo from the circle.