Chapter 78 - I Don’t Care
The disheveled old man consoled him, “It’s just a small mistake. Just be more careful in the future. Don’t be discouraged.”
Su Zimo nodded.
No matter the end result, his trip today was not wasted.
Even though forging looked to be a simple step, there were many factors to consider when shaping a spirit weapon so as to unleash its full potential.
Fourth step, tempering.
The forged flying sword hovered within the Weapon Tripod as Su Zimo reignited a new ball of Level 3 Spirit Fire to heat it up.
Temperature control was crucial for this step.
Su Zimo lamented internally.
What followed was a booming sound as the flying sword exploded with its shards striking at the interiors of the Weapon Tripod.
He had failed!
However, it was to be expected.
Su Zimo shook his head and chuckled in exasperation.
The disheveled old man sighed gently.
At the side, Xue Yi looked on with pity.
At that, Feng Haoyu was finally relieved.
Because Su Zimo’s flying sword had exploded, Feng Haoyu had no intention to attempt spirit gathering as well. Instead, he took out the pseudo spirit weapon from his tripod and dipped it in cold water.
Clack!
A thick, white smoke billowed out from the water basin.
The flying sword was successfully created with a sharp gleam and a suffocating aura!
Feng Haoyu placed the flying sword at the front desk and awaited the evaluation results.
Right as Su Zimo kept his Weapon Tripod, a loud voice boomed out in the hall.
“The level of one’s spirit fire isn’t listed as one of the six steps of weapon refinement. Don’t think that you’ll become a Weapon Refinement Master just because you can cultivate a Level 3 Spirit Fire.”
Su Zimo turned to the voice and met with Feng Haoyu’s cold, sneering gaze.
With a fake smile, Feng Haoyu continued, “Junior Brother Su, one has to be tread steadily. If one were to attempt flying before they can even walk, they might end up falling twice as heavily.”
Su Zimo furrowed his brows slightly.
The both of them had only met a couple of times before and had never spoken nor crossed one another’s paths. Yet, for some unknown reason, Feng Haoyu had a strong enmity towards him!
It was particularly so today.
“Well said, Junior Brother Feng!”
“Fufu, some people are way over their heads because they have a Level 3 Spirit Fire. Know your place!”
The disciples who spoke were not from Weapon Peak; they were Spirit Peak disciples who had come to take the test. There was naturally no way they would give up on a chance to take sides with Feng Haoyu by mocking Su Zimo at such a juncture.
“Stop with all that salty talk! How about talking again after any of you can get a Level 3 Spirit Fire!” Xue Yi could not help but stand up and scoff coldly.
Many of the Spirit Peak disciples found themselves speechless as they looked awful.
No matter what, even if Su Zimo had failed in spirit gathering, it was a fact that he had managed to cultivate a Level 3 Spirit Fire. No one from the five peaks could match that!
Feng Haoyu continued, “Junior Brother Su, don’t take this loss to heart. We’ve still got the five peaks face-off at the end of the year. I hope that you’ll be able to win me by then.”
Su Zimo looked at Feng Haoyu indifferently without replying.
The disheveled old man stood at the side watching without saying anything. At the end of the day, he was a senior and was naturally not bothered with the verbal squabbles between disciples.
After awhile, the disciple hosting the test declared, “Even though all of you crafted a pseudo spirit weapon, Feng Haoyu’s flying sword has a better quality and he was faster. As such, he is the first place for this test.”
Many Spirit Peak disciples began cheering.
Feng Haoyu grinned as he looked past Su Zimo to the disheveled old man. Bowing slightly, he spoke, “Peak master, please take me to observe the projections of weapon refinement left behind by seniors of the sect.”
“Mmm.”
The disheveled old man nodded nonchalantly. “You’re naturally qualified since you took first place.”
Thereafter, he yanked Su Zimo by the arm and commented casually, “Come on, lad. You’ll go have a look too.”
Su Zimo froze for a moment.
Feng Haoyu frowned and said gruffly, “Su Zimo doesn’t even have a ranking place in this test because he failed to create a weapon. So, he isn’t qualified to watch it. Are you sure what you’re doing is appropriate, peak master?”
“Indeed, it’s inappropriate.”
The disheveled old man nodded in agreement before grinning. “But, I don’t care.”