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Chapter 285 Recasting the treasure of the town courtyard

A group of seven people from Shengling Academy entered Qianlong City with no intention of hiding anything.

Their postures were very high, and they even deliberately revealed their auras and identities, intending to let the entire Qianlong City know of their arrival.

This operation was carried out under the banner of revenge for Liu Song. By attacking Langya Academy, it can be regarded as a well-known teacher and he is not afraid of being criticized.

Their appearance indeed caused a huge sensation.

Six peak spiritual emperors, such a powerful lineup made the entire city tremble with fear.

In particular, the six people were holding imperial weapons in a high-profile manner, exuding overwhelming power and murderous aura. Pedestrians who passed by had to avoid them for fear of getting into trouble.

As for the person involved, Liu Song, because he was still injured and had a bruised nose and face, he kept a very low profile.

This group of people did not take Langya Academy seriously. They knew the overall strength of Langya Academy. They believed that only Dean Song Zhenwei, Vice Dean Zeng Qiyan and a flat-haired beast, Night Owl, had some strength, and the rest were not worth mentioning.

Of course, you have to be careful of that fairy-level broken sword.

But the Broken Sword is just a broken piece. They all possess imperial weapons or imperial weapons, and their numbers are superior. As long as they are prepared, the Broken Sword will not pose much of a threat.

"Langya Academy shamelessly injured the delegation of our Shengling Academy and humiliated the elders of our Shengling Academy. We must pay the price for this."

Several people blamed Langya Academy and put themselves on the moral high ground. After issuing a statement, they finally stopped delaying and went straight to Langya Academy.

"Langya Academy, I'm afraid it's doomed this time."

"I am afraid that Langya Academy will be destroyed today. These are six peak spiritual emperors. Why should Langya Academy resist?"

"Everyone should stay away, so as not to harm Chi Yu. These people at Shengling Academy are not very good people. They are very violent and their hands are stained with so much blood."

Everyone was talking a lot.

Some people choose to stay away from the place of right and wrong, and some watch from a distance. After all, the battle between peak spirit emperors is rare to see on ordinary days.

Someone at Langya Academy learned the news and wanted to report it to Song Zhenwei.

As a result, he was stopped by Zhu Chang and Wu Kong.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. As long as Shengling Academy kills Song Zhenwei, the academy will inevitably fall into Zeng Qiyan's hands.

In fact, they had also had contact with Liu Song in the past two days and had secretly negotiated some terms.

Ji Mo, Song Zhenwei, and Song Weiqian didn't know that a powerful enemy had arrived.

At this time, the three of them were in Song Zhenwei's courtyard, discussing how to repair the broken sword.

In the courtyard, a forging platform and a furnace tripod have been placed.

Song Zhenwei even spent a lot of money to attract underground fire as the source of the furnace cauldron.

"Dean, you are really extravagant. You even set up a ground fire. It's completely unnecessary. In fact, you can just get a blacksmith stove."

Ji Mo was speechless.

Isn't it just a matter of making a new iron sword? It won't cost so much.

When Song Weiqian heard this, her heart skipped a beat, feeling that Ji Mo was unreliable.

Just a blacksmith stove?

Are you kidding me? Don't you know what grade of ore is used this time? Can it be melted in a blacksmith's furnace?

Song Zhenwei trusted Ji Mo 100% and said: "After all, it is the treasure of the town. It is a treasure passed down by the ancestors. You should be more careful. If it is damaged, it will not be easy to explain to the ancestors."

"Don't worry, Dean. I've used my hatchet and hoe a lot. I'm very experienced. I guarantee that they won't break."

Ji Mo said with confidence.

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Weiqian lost even more confidence.

She quickly glanced at Song Zhenwei and signaled whether to stop Ji Mo. Otherwise, starting today, the academy would no longer have a treasure.

Song Zhenwei stroked the sparse beard on his chin as steadily as an old dog, but the next second his hand shook and he tore off a strand of beard.

Ji Mo hit the hammer with a clang, and the broken sword, which was already full of cracks, shattered to pieces, leaving only the bare hilt.

The treasure of the town courtyard was just gone.

Song Zhenwei and Song Weiqian were completely dumbfounded.

Song Weiqian's face was full of anger and she was about to argue with Ji Mo, but Song Zhenwei held her back.

"Sissi, you have to trust people when you hire them. We have to trust Mr. Ji."

Song Zhenwei said while holding back his composure.

The fragments of the broken sword were thrown into the furnace by Ji Mo. At the same time, various precious metals and ores prepared by Song Zhenwei were also thrown in.

"Old man, if you don't stop me, if you mess around like this, all these precious materials will be destroyed."

At this time, Song Weiqian could no longer hold herself back.

You must know that the melting point of each metal, ore, etc. is different, so the order of input must be careful, otherwise what will be smelted in the end is very likely to be a furnace of waste slag.

This is something that every blacksmith apprentice knows, but Ji Mo doesn't know, he is clearly Xiaobai.

Sure enough, the various metal juices in the furnace cauldron did not merge, and it was about to become a pot of waste.

Song Zhenwei no longer remained calm, and his face began to fall.

The treasure of the town courtyard was gone, and the precious ore he had accumulated for so many years was wasted. He felt that he would be embarrassed to meet the elders of the academy.

"Forget it, let Ji Mo take responsibility and work for the academy for free for the rest of his life." Song Weiqian gritted her teeth and said.

"What kind of free work?"

Ji Mo faintly heard Song Weiqian's muttering, and turned around and said, "Miss Song, I don't work for free. I will never work for free in this life. You can't even think of depriving me of my monthly salary."

Suddenly remembering that he hadn't discussed the salary issue with the college yet, Ji Mo thought that he should behave well and repair this broken sword with great care, maybe he could get a few more taels of silver every month in the future.

So, heartbroken, he took out a crystal stone from his arms and threw it into the furnace.

"Mingguang Emperor Stone!"

Song Zhenwei had sharp eyes and immediately recognized the origin of the stone.

"Stop, don't waste it, your furnace of iron is already useless..."

Song Weiqian shouted to stop it, that was the Mingguang Emperor Stone, it would be useless to put it in at this time.

boom!

After the Mingguang Emperor Stone was put into the furnace, it caused an incredible reaction.

The inside of the furnace cauldron was like an overflowing river, and all kinds of metal juices/liquids were completely fused together. A bright light rose to the sky, and a misty aura enveloped the world.

"Faerie Breath!"

A group from Shengling Academy arrived at the gate of Langya Academy and were planning to smash the gate and destroy Langya Academy.

As a result, he saw that inside Langya Academy, there was a dazzling light reaching into the clouds, and at the same time, wisps of fairy aura were exuding.

"An immortal weapon has appeared!"

Suddenly, seven figures shot straight into the sky, trying to figure out what was going on.

Ji Mo poured the smelted juice into the prepared mold and welded it with the sword hilt.

The weapon spirit in the sword hilt was so excited that it wanted to look up to the sky and scream, feeling more powerful than ever before.

Not only has it returned to its strongest state, it has even continued to grow.

"Old man, he did it like this?"

Song Weiqian's face was confused.

A furnace of scrap iron can be transformed into immortal gold, which is beyond common sense.

"I can only say that Mr. Ji's forging skills are already amazing."

Song Zhenwei also couldn't see the way out.

Because all the steps of Ji Mo were so casual, I didn’t see any special skills, but it just succeeded. It’s amazing!

"It seems that someone is forging fairy-level weapons. The moment the fairy weapons are formed, we will start to snatch them."

A group of people from Shengling Academy were hiding in mid-air, ready to fight for it at any time.


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