Because this is the most desired holy land for weapon refiners in the galaxy universe, and it is also the place where the most wealth is gathered in the galaxy universe.
Anyone who can live in Markham City for a long time is at least a saint-level weapon refiner.
He is still the kind of holy-level weapon refiner with special skills.
Stepping out of the teleportation array, almost everyone around you can see the weapon refiners.
Everyone wears a golden or colorful badge on their chest.
God-level people can walk all over the place, and holy-level people are not as good as dogs.
At level 9, Han Muye, no one around him would give him a second glance.
"Young master, are you going to be certified as a holy-level weapon refiner?" A middle-aged man wearing a black robe and a fourth-level puppet master badge saw Han Muye, his eyes shone brightly, and he quickly stepped forward.
Several other practitioners were overtaken by him, with disappointment on their faces.
Han Muye looked at the ninth-level badge on his chest, pondered for a moment, and nodded.
He originally said that he was not prepared to be certified as a saint. Thinking about wearing a ninth-level badge to become a core elder, it seemed a bit disrespectful to the alliance.
Go get a god-level badge and give the alliance some dignity.
"My young master is going to be certified as a saint-level weapon refiner. Who can show him the way?" A voice sounded from behind Han Muye.
Han Muye turned his head and saw an old man with gray hair wearing a green robe looking around with a hint of arrogance on his face.
Behind the old man, a young man wearing a golden hair crown looked around with curiosity in his eyes.
Behind the young man, there were five or six weapon refiners and people who looked like guards.
The dress of this group of people clearly indicates their extraordinary status.
The eyes of the practitioners who had been robbed of their business all brightened up and they gathered around.
"Sir, I am very familiar with the certification process for Saint-level weapon refiners in Markham City. I guarantee that you will pass the trial smoothly."
"Senior, my ancestors have lived in Markham City for three generations. I can recognize every mouse here."
"Sir, three thousand source coins, I will follow you all the way. I also know several saint-level weapon refiners in the city."
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After some confusion, the old man chose the middle-aged man with the most profound cultivation among these practitioners as his guide, responsible for guiding them through the entire trial.
"My young master's surname is Qi, and I come from the Qi family in Yuehu City." The old man in front looked around and then said, "As long as the young master successfully completes the trial, your reward will be doubled."
When he heard that the reward had been doubled, the face of the sixth-level armor master showed joy, and all the practitioners around him looked envious.
Although there is no shortage of guide tasks in this city every day, it is not always possible to meet wealthy patrons.
"Don't worry, Mr. Qi, I will definitely arrange the trial for you and complete it as soon as possible." The sixth-level armor master nodded quickly, glanced at the fourth-level puppet master in front of Han Muye, and grinned.
The fourth-level puppet master had a hint of disappointment on his face. He turned to look at Han Muye and whispered, "Sir, let's go faster."
As he spoke, he winked at Han Muye and led Han Muye away quickly.
"The certification of Saint-level weapon refiners is for five people at a time. That Young Master Qi obviously has an extraordinary background. Young Master will suffer a loss if he participates in the trial with him."
"Five weapon refiners are certified at the same time. The first two of them can get the badge directly as long as they complete the trial. The last three, especially the last one, will have to wait three years to get the badge even if they complete the trial."
After walking around the corner, the fourth-level puppet master spoke to Han Muye.
"Sir, my name is Wu Zhao."
Han Muye nodded and said, "My surname is Han."
This Wu Zhao is indeed very familiar with the huge Markham City, and he can tell all kinds of allusions wherever he goes.
There are also many local shops and pavilions, and Wu Zhao can also introduce the forces behind them.
"This Yutao Pavilion is the property of Bai Yutao, the god-level weapon refiner and the weapon refiner alliance. The war puppets sold in it are at least level seven or above."
"And this Qianyun Pavilion was built by Zuo Qianyun, a god-level weapon refiner."
"Zuo Qianyun is a rare female cultivator at the divine level."
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With Wu Zhao talking all the way, Han Muye knew a little more about Markham City.
Sometimes he would speak out and ask a few questions.
"Mr. Han, if you clearly feel that you can't make it into the top two during the trial, you don't have to work so hard."
"Or if you are in the top two and are not in a hurry to get the badge, you can sell the opportunity to get the badge immediately."
"The general price is 800,000 to 1 million source coins."
Seeing the large square in front and the continuous blast furnaces, Wu Zhao turned his head and spoke in a low voice to Han Muye.
Can we still do such a business?
Just a chance to get a badge sooner or later can be worth millions of source coins?
As expected, he is a high-level weapon refiner, and these source coins are really easy to earn.
But, would a saint-level weapon refiner sell his opportunity for millions of source coins?
Saint level, doesn’t lack this, right?
"Mr. Han, sometimes those who dare to cheat in certification trials are people with extraordinary backgrounds."
"These are people you can make friends with."
Seemingly seeing Han Muye coming alone, Wu Zhao mistook him for an ordinary ninth-level weapon refiner.
What he told Han Muye was also the choice of an ordinary ninth-level weapon refiner.
Seeing that Han Muye didn't speak, Wu Zhao smiled softly and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Han, as long as you nod, we guides will help you reach an agreement on such matters."
It is not necessary for the weapon refiners who participated in the certification trial to come forward in person, and there is no need for them to have any communication. In order to save their face and complete the matter, these guides in the city are more engaged in the business of soliciting customers.
Han Muye didn't say anything, and his eyes fell on the main hall in front.
The main hall covers an area of at least a thousand feet, and on the white jade square, there are weapon refiners from all over the place.
A team of at least twenty weapon refiners wearing white robes, both god-level and saint-level, stood there with solemn expressions.
This kind of battle has not been seen for several years.
Wu Zhao looked a little surprised and frowned slightly: "Which elite family's descendants are here?"
He quietly turned his gaze to Han Muye beside him.
Then he shook his head slightly disappointed.
It can't be this person.
Then, is that Mr. Qi?
Turning around, Mr. Qi and his entourage were already arriving from behind.
This made the look on Wu Zhao's face even more ugly.
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"Mr. Qi, are you here to greet you?"
"I really didn't expect that Mr. Qi has such a profound background."
Everyone in the Qi family looked at each other, and the old man in front showed a hint of doubt on his face.
Mr. Qi frowned at first, then chuckled: "Although I, Qi Zhujian, am not a genius, I have received a three million innovation award from Jujin Trading Company."
Weapon-refining elites who receive innovative rewards!
Mr. Qi's words made everyone around him turn around in shock.
Those who can receive rewards from Jujin Trading Co., Ltd. are those who are innovative in the art of weapon refining and can become the future pillars of the Galaxy Universe weapon refiners.
No wonder he got the attention of the Weapon Refiner Alliance and was welcomed by so many strong men.
"Seniors, this is Mr. Qi Zhujian of the Qi family in Yuehu City." The sixth-level armor master who led the way had a look of joy on his face. He quickly stepped forward and saluted the group of god-level and saint-level weapon refiners in front of the stone steps.
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He is telling people that the person you are waiting for has arrived.
The weapon refiners and some immortal cultivators who were watching around them all turned their heads to look over.
Wu Zhao had a look of envy on his face.
Sometimes, opportunity is like this.
He dared to conclude that the sixth-level armor master named Zhu Shaosheng would never ask for compensation from the Qi family, but would directly attach himself to it.
Most forces would not refuse the attachment of a cultivator who had been together in Markham City for a long time.
What's more, this is considered cause and effect.
For Zhu Shaosheng, he can break away from this job of making a living in the future and become a very important person for a big force in Markham City.
Even a chess piece has value, right?
If you don't have the ability, you won't be able to be a chess piece even if you want to.
In front of the stone steps, the leading god-level weapon refiner frowned slightly, nodded and said, "But are you here to participate in the certification trial?"
Zhu Shaosheng was stunned for a moment and nodded with a blank look on his face.
The faces of everyone in the Qi family froze with joy.
Qi Zhujian looked a little embarrassed.
"Wait aside for now." The god-level weapon refiner in the lead glanced at Qi Zhujian and waved his hand.
Although Qi Zhujian looked unhappy, he still nodded, bowed, and stood aside.
Can you not listen to the words of a god-level weapon refiner or a god-level strongman in Wanjin City?
He walked to one side, where a young man wearing a green robe with a ninth-level weapon refiner badge on his chest smiled and held his hands in his hands: "I am Zhang Xiangming, I am supposed to be participating in the trial with Mr. Qi, I hope you will take care of me -
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Qi Zhujian glanced at him and turned his head away.
This made Zhang Xiangming a little embarrassed and he smiled on his face.
Wu Zhao looked at Zhu Shaosheng and then at Qi Zhujian over there, feeling a little happy in his heart.
The god-level weapon refiner standing on the stone steps in front glanced at Han Muye, looked at the badge on his chest, and then said: "Are you also here to participate in the certification trial?"
Han Muye nodded.
The old man waved his hand: "Stand aside."
Han Muye cupped his hands and stood beside Zhang Xiangming.
Zhang Xiangming glanced at Han Muye and nodded as a greeting.
In his opinion, Han Muye and himself should be similar, both of them have no background.
Han Muye stood there, closing his eyes slightly.
After a while, I heard an exclamation.
"coming!"
"What a big battle."
"This looks like an elite person."
Han Muye opened his eyes and saw the eager faces of the Wanjin City weapon refiners in front of the stone steps.
Everyone around him moved out of the way.
A young man wearing a purple robe with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes walked quickly.
The young man wears a ninth-level badge on his chest.
"It's him..." Han Muye smiled on his face.
He really knew this guy.
Ninth-level weapon refiner Xu Ao.
Although it is level nine, it is actually similar to him. It is because there is no authentication method in the city that it has not been authenticated. Otherwise, it is at least the saint level.
Han Muye knew Xu Ao because Xu Ao had twice received innovation awards from Jujin Trading Company.
One time it was 30 million source coins, and another time it was 200 million.
In fact, the rewards of Jujin Trading Company still have some hidden rules.
It is extremely rare for people who are not from workshops or trading houses to be rewarded with hundreds of millions of source coins.
Xu Ao can get a reward of 200 million, which is indeed extraordinary.
His original method of mixing materials solves the problem of replacing several high-level spiritual materials for seventh-level and eighth-level war puppets.
In this way, those high-level spiritual materials can be extracted and used in the refining of other high-level war puppets.
"Haha, Xu Ao, you are finally here." The god-level weapon refiner standing on the steps smiled, stretched out his hand, and walked down quickly.
"Senior Brother Luo Yang, the teacher invited me, how could I not come?" Xu Ao stepped forward with a smile.
Several other weapon refiners also greeted him with a smile, enjoying themselves.
The other people around him became the background.
Qi Zhujian had obviously heard of Xu Ao's name, his eyes flashed and he whispered a few words.
On the other hand, Zhang Xiangming didn't seem to know Xu Ao's name. He only found out about it after listening to the comments behind him, and a look of reverence suddenly appeared on his face.
"Let's catch up on old times and wait until after the certification trial." The pleasantries in front of the stone steps stopped, Xu Aogong cupped his hands and said.
"Yes, you should have changed your ninth-level badge a long time ago." Luo Yang laughed and patted Xu Ao on the shoulder.
"There is no ninth-level weapon refiner under the teacher."
"This time the teacher is going to introduce you to a new big shot. You will not be able to catch his eye with your ninth level."
Big shot?
Or a newcomer?
Xu Ao was slightly startled, with surprise on his face: "Senior brother, but, is it Master Han?"
"It is said that Master Han will become the core elder of the Weapon Refining Alliance?"
His words silenced the surrounding area.
Who among the world's weapon refiners doesn't know the name of Master Han?
Who in the world doesn’t want to have Master Han’s wealth, and who doesn’t want to be like Master Han, who single-handedly promoted the arrival of the Silver Age?
"Haha, let's talk about it after the trial." The god-level weapon refiner named Luo Yang waved his hands, laughed, and then looked at Han Muye and the others.
Han Muye, Zhang Xiangming, Qi Zhujian, plus Xu Ao, there is still one less.
"Who else is going to take part in the trial?"
Luo Yang turned around.
Everyone around him shrank slightly.
Trial with Xu Ao and Qi Zhujian as a team?
Doesn't it make it clear that if you are in the bottom three, you won't be able to get the badge for a few years?
Luo Ming frowned.
"Well, how about I come and make up the number?" A voice sounded not far away.
A middle-aged weapon refiner with somewhat shabby clothes and a short chin and unkempt beard walked over.
He wore a ninth-level weapon refiner badge on his chest.
"Okay, if we have enough people, let's go into the hall and try it out."
"Don't worry, the trials in Markham City are very fair. Every level is controlled and supervised by the formation. No one can cheat." Luo Yang shouted, then raised his hand to push open the door of the main hall behind him.
just?
How fair, can you people stand here and joke with Xu Ao?
Zhang Xiangyang took a step back, raising his hand to please Xu Ao and Qi Zhujian to go first.
Then he followed him and walked into the hall.
Han Muye turned around, looked at the weapon refiner who came to make up the numbers at the end, smiled and nodded.
From beginning to end, no one asked who he was.
Unknown to outsiders, Han Muye had seen this image before.
According to what He Yangsun said, if the source coins can be exchanged for this person to enter the workshop, it can open one billion a year.
Qu Zhengjia, a ninth-level weapon refiner who was so obsessed with refining that he didn't even care about his own level. He just took out a few war puppets he had refined and was rewarded with 1.3 billion source coins from Jujin Trading Company.
Crazy Qu.
"Brother, have we met somewhere?" As he walked into the hall, Qu Zhengjia suddenly stopped and looked at Han Muye.
Yes, I have seen it.
Han Muye chuckled.
"Forget it, I just don't like remembering people." Qu Zhengjia waved his hand, muttered, and walked forward quickly.
After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped and turned around slowly, looking at Han Muye with a solemn expression on his face.