Chapter 1 The Roar! You Killed a Teammate, Swordsman, Deducting 60 Reputation Points

The first sound wasn't the cheers from below, but the Lingjing's notification.

Killing this level 5 Swordsman cost Zhang Yuanqing 60 reputation points, leaving him with only 150.

150 reputation points... enough to kill two or three more Saints, or seven or eight Transcendants. Hunting evil practitioners is imminent... Zhang Yuanqing used Star Blink, teleporting next to the charred corpse, and bent down to pick up the scarlet longsword, black iron mask, and the half-burnt green vine armor. Looks like it wasn't a complete loss.

But the truth is, direct descendants of the Lingjing families are more precious than most Deacons.

Across the country's branches, the number of Deacons who go missing each year is not small, and not all of them die at the hands of evil practitioners.

Zhang Yuanqing raised his hand and wiped his face, a touch of gold lacquer emerging from between his eyebrows, quickly spreading across his cheeks, black and red hues outlining dignified features. Seeing this face, Zhao Feichen felt an unspeakable fear and panic, as if he had seen the family's ancestor.

Wearing the golden mask, Zhang Yuanqing stared directly at Zhao Feichen, two golden lights suddenly shining in his eyes, like beams. He activated the golden mask's skill – Mental Strike!

Zhao Feichen "Ah!" raised his head, emitting an extremely painful scream.

Zhang Yuanqing raised a foot and kicked the arrogant young master down, summoning the Scarlet Blade into his hand.

He raised his foot, stepped on Zhao Feichen's chest, and looked down at the handsome young master's face distorted with pain, saying calmly, "Hothead?

"Have you ever thought that the family you're so proud of is worthless in my eyes?" As the words fell, he raised the scarlet longsword and slashed down heavily.

Zhao Feichen's two thighs were severed at the root, blood spurting like a fountain.

He suddenly let out a heart-wrenching scream, his face pale, sweat pouring down, and then his eyelids fluttered and he fainted. A Scholar in the Transcendent realm is not physically stronger than ordinary people.

Zhang Yuanqing shook his hand, flicking away a trail of blood, he didn't even look at Zhao Feichen, but went straight to Lian Sanyue. The young woman, nominally a companion, but actually a slave, knelt beside Zhao Feichen, her pupils dull, her face ashen. Lian Sanyue tilted her head slightly, signaling to the two strong men beside her with her eyes.

The two strong men immediately pushed through the crowd, one lifting Zhao Feichen's body, and the other carrying the two thighs, heading towards a room at the edge of the arena. Blood dripped in a line.

Watching his subordinates carry Zhao Feichen into the room, Lian Sanyue retracted her gaze, looked at the Primordial Celestial Venerable (Yuan Shi Tian Zun) with the golden mask on his face and sword in hand, and smiled, "You need a quiet room now to eliminate the negative effects of the items."

Zhang Yuanqing stood with his sword, and said in a deep voice, "Thank you!"

Lian Sanyue was right, he was now facing the backlash from items such as the Military Soul Mask, the Cursed Puppet, and the Waist-Cutting Blade, and needed to smooth out the negative emotions of Blood Rose's spiritual power. He would not start refining equipment until the cost of the items was over.

For a simple example, the price of the Military Soul Mask is moodiness and changeability. If he suddenly became pessimistic when refining equipment, feeling that life is short and it is better to return to dust, then he would jump into the Hundred Refinements Furnace and refine himself...

Or, while refining, his mood would suddenly become ecstatic, and he would impulsively refine the Red Dance Shoes, Yin-Yang Magic Robe, Perfect Human Skin, and Little Red Riding Hood, all of these top-grade items, in one pot. In short, now is not a good time to refine equipment.

Lian Sanyue twisted her waist, led the way, guiding him into the room next to the Hundred Refinements Furnace. She leaned against the door frame, a cigar only half-smoked, exhaling white smoke and saying:

"You cut off Zhao Feichen's legs, the Zhao family will not let it go. They dare not cause trouble in my Myriad Treasures House, but they will most likely be waiting for you at the door. Think about how to call for reinforcements." Zhang Yuanqing couldn't understand this woman more and more: "Are you really not from the Zhao family?"

Lian Sanyue giggled charmingly, her chest shaking as she laughed: "What do you think?"

After speaking, she turned and left.

An hour later, Zhang Yuanqing, who had eliminated the cost of all the items, left the room and entered the room furnished with the Hundred Refinements Furnace. The three-legged bronze furnace stood quietly, its belly carved with raging flames, and its tall body gave people an unspeakable sense of heaviness.

This time, Lian Sanyue didn't come in, but handed ten fire stones to Zhang Yuanqing.

She might have gone to treat Zhao Feichen's injuries, or she might be outside blocking the Zhao family from questioning him.

Zhang Yuanqing spent 500,000 to have her send a text message to Fu Qingyang, the content was: Primordial Celestial Venerable is in trouble, come to Huadu's Myriad Treasures House quickly.

At this time, in front of the Hundred Refinements Furnace, Zhang Yuanqing laid out twelve items one by one, such as the Breeding Sapling, Hypnosis Phone, Waist-Cutting Blade, Cursed Puppet, Treasure Hunting Cloak, and Alienated Coat... Then, he took out the broken vine armor, the mask that looked like a ghost, and the Scarlet Longsword, three trophies.

Then, he took out the Lucky Necklace and put it around his neck. Looking at the Hundred Refinements Furnace in front of him, Zhang Yuanqing suddenly had an idea:

Lian Sanyue left me alone here, isn't she afraid that I will steal it?

Thinking like this, he stepped forward, his palm pressed against the bronze furnace, and opened the item bar...

[Ding! This item cannot be stored in the item bar.]

The Lingjing notification sounded in his ear.

"As expected, it won't work, no wonder Lian Sanyue is so relieved. If I want to steal the Hundred Refinements Furnace, I have to carry it away, and that's impossible..."

Zhang Yuanqing didn't think too much, and followed the previous process, opened the furnace lid, threw in an item and a fire stone, closed the furnace lid, pressed his palm against the furnace belly, and silently recited the type of item he wanted. Breeding Sapling.

[Note 2: 86%] Blood Fiend Sword. [Note 2: 88%]

Waist-Cutting Blade. [Note 2: 96%] Cursed Puppet. [Note 2: 99%] Silver Fish Skin Coat.

[Note 2: 100%]

Finally, after investing eight more items and consuming eight fire stones, the energy in the Hundred Refinements Furnace was finally full, and the entire furnace vibrated violently, its three legs sliding slightly on the ground. Strong purple smoke spewed from the vents in the furnace lid, like a pressure cooker releasing steam.

This process lasted for more than ten seconds, the Hundred Refinements Furnace calmed down, and the purple smoke in the vents dissipated. When the vents in the furnace lid no longer emitted purple smoke, Zhang Yuanqing was excited and couldn't wait to jump onto the furnace and open the lid.

Inside the furnace, lay a purple-gold hammer, its shape exactly the same as the Drumming Urn Golden Hammer, but its total length was only half a meter, the purple-gold hammer body was like a small pumpkin. The hammer handle was made of black iron, engraved with blood-colored runes, and the hammerhead was a three-edged thorn.

Zhang Yuanqing held the hammer handle, wanting to lift it, but was horrified to find that he couldn't lift it at all. With my strength, I can lift a car, this hammer is only 50cm long, how can it be so heavy? Helpless, he could only maintain the posture of holding the hammer handle and read the item information.

[Name: Drumming Purple-Gold Hammer]

[Type: Weapon]

[Functions: Resonance, Armor-Breaking, Bleeding, Binding, Hundred Refinements]

[Introduction: A lucky person who gambled until his eyes were red, spent 16 items, and used the Hundred Refinements Furnace to forge this hammer. Resonance: When the frequency is consistent, it can destroy all defenses in the world, including items; Armor-Breaking: The three-edged thorn on the hammer tip has an armor-breaking effect, with bleeding. Binding: After binding to the owner, this item cannot be used by others until the original owner dies, this is the rule. Within ten kilometers, the owner can summon it at will. Hundred Refinements: The Hundred Refinements Furnace has given it upgradeable characteristics, find suitable materials, and can carry out a second smelting.]

[Note 1: It can be bound by storing it in the item bar.]

[Note 2: If you are a strong man with a height of two meters, I can let you use it for ten minutes, if not, then I can only let you use it for five minutes.] [Note 3: After recognizing the owner, you can view the second and third forms.].

Zhang Yuanqing swallowed, and with trembling emotions, put the 50cm long hammer into the item bar. The next second, the hammer reappeared in his palm, it was still extremely heavy, but light as a feather in the owner's hand. "Activate the second form!" Zhang Yuanqing ordered in a low voice.

In an instant, the half-meter long hammer "melted", and the liquid purple-gold condensed into a pistol, this pistol was shaped like an extended version of the Desert Eagle, all purple-gold. It was thirty centimeters long, the barrel was thick and long, and the handle could be held by both of Zhang Yuanqing's hands.

This is not a pistol, this is a hand cannon! A domineering hand cannon.

Just looking at its domineering appearance, you can imagine how powerful this pistol is. [Name: Thunderstorm Gun]

[Type: Pistol]

[Functions: Thunderstorm Bullet, Binding, Hundred Refinements]

[Introduction: A lucky person who gambled until his eyes were red, spent 16 items, and forged this hammer through the Hundred Refinements Furnace. Thunderstorm Bullet: This item can launch a ball of lightning, with an effective range of 30 meters, accumulates one thunderstorm bullet every three days, and can accumulate up to three. Binding: After binding to the owner, this item cannot be used by others until the original owner dies, this is the rule. Within ten kilometers, the owner can summon it at will. Hundred Refinements: The Hundred Refinements Furnace has given it upgradeable characteristics, find suitable materials, and can carry out a second smelting.]

[Note 1: Even Insight cannot make it more accurate.] [Note 2: The pain of being struck by lightning is unbearable for ordinary people.]

[Note 3: The greater the power, the greater the recoil, be careful with your hands.] "Activate the third form." Zhang Yuanqing murmured with heavy breathing.

The hand cannon immediately melted into liquid purple-gold, quickly spread out, and turned into a purple-gold round shield one meter long and sixty centimeters wide. [Name: Purple-Gold Shield]

[Type: Armor] [Functions: Defense, Energy Storage, Reflection, Binding, Hundred Refinements]

[Introduction: A lucky person who gambled until his eyes were red, spent 16 items, and forged this hammer through the Hundred Refinements Furnace. Defense: It has excellent defense, but it can only resist physical attacks from the front. Energy Storage: When encountering physical attacks, the shield will absorb some energy. When the shield emits purple light, it means that the energy storage is complete. Activating the energy can resist any level of physical and energy attacks once, this is the rule. Reflection: All physical attacks, the shield will reflect 10% of the attack. Binding: After binding to the owner, this item cannot be used by others until the original owner dies, this is the rule. Within ten kilometers, the owner can summon it at will. Hundred Refinements: The Hundred Refinements Furnace has given it upgradeable characteristics, find suitable materials, and can carry out a second smelting.]

[Note: When you have strong defense, you lose the desire to attack.]

Zhang Yuanqing held the shield and murmured: "I am invincible, what Fu Qingyang, what female marshal, what old hag, what demigod, all are trash..."

When he put away the items, a noisy discussion erupted under the arena, and pairs of astonished eyes looked at the young Star Official (Xing Guan) on the stage. A level 5 Swordsman was easily hunted down, and the one who killed him was a level 4 Star Official.

Even though Night Watchers (Ye You Shen) are the peak profession, there are still few who can kill a level 5 Swordsman at level 4. Being able to do this must be a pride of heaven. "This guy isn't Zhao Chenghuang, is he?"

"Hiss, if it's him, it's reasonable. Maybe he can replace the Netherworld Ghost King and become the Taiyi Sect's Saint Realm leader." "Have you noticed that his attacks are linked together, and the items restrain the Swordsman one by one, as if he had practiced it in advance."

"Yes, having many items is not terrible, but using each item appropriately to restrain the enemy is the most terrifying."

In the noisy discussion, Zhao Feichen stared intently at the arena, his face livid, and the blood vessels on his forehead bulged one by one, showing extreme anger and unwillingness. His hands tightly held the slender arm of the female companion, and the young woman was sweating profusely from the pain, her face pale, and she endured the pain of a bone fracture without daring to speak out.

As the young master's kept canary, she knew that if she didn't endure the pain at this time, she would definitely be beaten badly next. "Damn it, damn it, damn it..."

Zhao Feichen gritted his teeth, his expression almost ferocious.

His bodyguard was a confidant cultivated by his grandfather, and in ancient times, he would be a death warrior. "A level 5 Swordsman is not easy to cultivate. In addition to his own talent, he also needs to invest a lot of resources. Now that he is lost here, not to mention the punishment from my grandfather, I am afraid that in the future, he will not be able to get a bodyguard of the same level. The loss is so great, and the furnace has not been snatched back, how can Zhao Feichen not hate it.

My father should have received my message, and at this moment, the Myriad Treasures House is full of Zhao family members. For the sake of my aunt, they cannot make trouble in the Myriad Treasures House. When he refines the items and leaves the Myriad Treasures House, hehe..." Zhao Feichen took a deep breath, released the woman's hand, and smiled coldly: "Wonderful, wonderful, Your Excellency is very skillful. Green hills remain, green waters flow, let's wait and see."

After saying that, he hugged the beautiful female companion and turned to leave. "Wait!"

Just as he took two steps, the cold voice of the Star Official behind him came.

Zhao Feichen turned around with a gloomy expression, staring at the young man on the stage, already extremely unhappy: "What else is there!"

Under the gaze of hundreds of spectators, Zhang Yuanqing said slowly:

"According to the bet, the fire stones are mine, and your two legs are also mine."

A low roar rang out in the crowd, did this person really want Zhao Feichen's legs?

Who in Huadu's local Lingjing community didn't know that Zhao Feichen was the most beloved grandson of the Zhao family's head. Not to mention two legs, even if two hairs were touched, the Zhao family head would skin that person alive. Zhao Feichen narrowed his eyes, "Brother, that was just a joke. You have already won the competition, the fire stones are yours, what else are you dissatisfied with? In the martial world, don't do things to the extreme." Zhang Yuanqing smiled: "What a 'don't do things to the extreme'. Who said just now that they had me figured out, who said I had no choice? Who did things to the extreme? When you have the upper hand, you pursue and attack relentlessly, not leaving people a way out. Now that you are at a disadvantage, you advise others not to do things to the extreme? So all the reasons in the world are in your Zhao family, you are only allowed to bully people, not others to bully you?"

Isn't that the case? Zhao Feichen's eyes twitched, and he said with a hidden threat:

"Brother, let me remind you, if you dare to touch a hair on my body today, you won't be able to get out of Huadu. You just refined a top-grade item, and you want to play jade and stone with my Zhao family, think about it yourself, is it worth it!" In the crowd, someone said:

"Brother, why don't you just let it go? You can't beat the Zhao family, just leave after refining the items."

"That's right, it's probably too late to leave the Myriad Treasures House, there's no need." Those who said these words were all local law-abiding practitioners.

The evil practitioners wrapped in robes, standing outside the crowd, said gloomily: "People are already shitting on your head, and you still want to endure it? If it were me, I would rather die than have the Zhao family's young master as a scapegoat."

"That's right, this Zhao Feichen is usually arrogant and domineering, and dares to beat even official practitioners. Either don't offend this kind of person, or kill them." The evil practitioners were only afraid that the world would not be in chaos, but when they heard these words, the surrounding law-abiding practitioners were silent.

Zhao Feichen was arrogant and domineering, relying on the power of his family, he was unscrupulous in Huadu, many people had suffered losses, and those who had not suffered losses had also heard of the evil young master's name. If there was a chance to see Zhao Feichen's legs cut off, wouldn't it be a happy thing.

Zhang Yuanqing looked at Lian Sanyue and said loudly:

"Boss Lady, you are the witness of the bet, I am asking you now, does it still count?"

If you dare to protect your nephew, you are a Ruler, and I will naturally swallow this breath, but when I advance to Ruler in the future, I will settle the score sooner or later. Everyone looked at the field.

Zhao Feichen shouted loudly: "Aunt, this kid doesn't know what's good for him, please suppress him."

Lian Sanyue stood outside the field, with one hand on her chest and the other holding a cigar, with a smiling expression of indifference: "Whatever the bet is, it is!"

What Zhang Yuanqing wanted was this sentence, his body turned into a dreamlike starlight, dissipated in the arena, and then appeared in front of Zhao Feichen.

"Bastard, do you really not want to live?"

Forcing him to such a point in front of everyone, the anger in Zhao Feichen's heart had already boiled over. From childhood to adulthood, when had he ever been so embarrassed?

From childhood to adulthood, the official Deacons, powerful loose cultivators, and the leaders of folk organizations, as long as they were mixed in Huadu, who would not be polite to him, and would not offend him if they could. But this Star Official (Xing Zhe) was like a hothead, and would not forgive people for the sake of a few points, did he really think that reason could travel the world?

"You really want to do it?" Zhao Feichen said angrily: "Do you know what the consequences are of offending the Zhao family in Huadu? If you break my legs, even if you are an official Deacon, you don't even think about living, you hothead." As mid-level cadres of the government, the Deacons have great power, and with the backing of the Five Elements Alliance, theoretically speaking, they are stronger than the direct descendants of the Lingjing family.