Chapter 647: Chapter 82: Did She Really Forge a Divine Artifact Already?

Looking forward to it...

Mu Qingge restrained her gaze, long lashes shielding the emotions in her eyes.

’Judging by the expressions of the Second Elder and the Third Elder, it seems they’ve also heard about what happened during her bloodline awakening. They have high hopes for her!’ Mu Qingge thought to herself.

Standing in the white circle, Mu Qingge awaited the start of the competition.

Suddenly, she felt a few gazes fall upon her and looked up.

Among the dense crowd, she easily found those who were looking at her.

One of them was Sang Zilan, whom she’d met before at Sunset Grassland.

The other was a man she didn’t recognize, but when she looked at him, he didn’t avoid her gaze and politely nodded his head.

Besides these two gazes, there was another rather elusive glance, and Mu Qingge’s eyes lightly moved to focus on the person.

Upon seeing him, her eyebrows raised slightly.

Isn’t this the same person who called Mu Yichen useless during her bloodline test, and then was in turn called useless by her?

As her gaze fell, the person hurriedly looked away, not daring to meet her eyes.

Her lips curled into a sneer, a fleeting expression on Mu Qingge’s breathtaking face.

Once she retracted her gaze, her eyes met with Mu Xuewu beside her.

Mu Xuewu gave her a sweet smile, a contrast to her usual cold and noble demeanor. However...

Mu Qingge pondered for a moment and realized that ever since Mu Xuewu discovered her identity, she hadn’t exhibited her cold and noble demeanor in front of her.

"Boss, are you nervous?" Mu Xuewu suddenly asked softly.

Nervous? How could that be?

Mu Qingge slowly shook her head. She had long since learned to control her emotions; nervousness never appeared in her experiences.

"Alright, everyone is here, let’s begin now." The Second Elder stood up and addressed the thousand people standing in the white circle on the square.

The moment he spoke, everyone in the square fell silent, and the audience maintained absolute silence.

The Second Elder stood on the platform, his solemn gaze sweeping over the crowd, and said in a deep voice, "The competition will last for three days. During these three days, do your best to craft weapons and do not be influenced by others. The ultimate winner of this competition will receive ten drops of Forbidden Condensed Liquid as a reward, so put forth your effort!"

"Forbidden Condensed Liquid!"

"The reward this time is Forbidden Condensed Liquid!"

"That’s insane!"

"Heh, since the reward this time is ten drops of Forbidden Condensed Liquid, no one better compete with me, I’m definitely taking first place!"

"With just you? I think it’s a first place at the bottom instead."

"Those ten drops of Forbidden Condensed Liquid are destined for me."

"Destined for you? I think they’re destined for Xuewu. Every year, she’s taken first place in the clan competition."

"That might not be the case. This time her brother is here, and with such high talent, his bloodline concentration has reached Level 10, and most importantly, he’s also a Treasure Level Refiner."

"That’s different, he hasn’t learned from our clan. The methods he used before for refining might be unconventional at best. In terms of quality, how can he compare to our Sang Clan’s orthodoxy?"

"Looks like this competition is going to be a battle between dragons and tigers!"

The announcement of the competition’s rewards sent the entire arena into an uproar.

All around, there were various conversations taking place.

Sang Zilan’s eyes burned with fervor as her gaze drifted to Sang Xingyu not far away, softly saying, "Don’t forget what I asked you to do."

Sang Xingyu’s face immediately fell as he replied to Sang Zilan, "Please spare me. It was easy when we didn’t know his capabilities. Now, knowing his talent and bloodline concentration far exceed ours, and that he’s a Treasure Level Refiner, how could I possibly provoke him? Haven’t you noticed even the Supreme Elders have come out for him? In previous family competitions, have you ever seen the Supreme Elders attend?"

His words left Sang Zilan speechless.

She stomped her foot in irritation.

She understood the logic, but couldn’t swallow the indignation from being driven out of Dragon Tooth Camp back then.

"Zilan, didn’t Second Grandfather say not to provoke Mu Qingge?" Sang Ye gently advised by her side.

Sang Zilan bit her lip, her eyes showing a fierce light.

"Zilan, don’t be rash! The Supreme Elders are present!" Seeing her sullen expression, Sang Ye hurriedly said.

Sang Zilan glared at him and tightly pressed her lips together, thinking: ’Since no one dares to provoke you, I can at least beat you in the competition, can’t I? Besides, I want those ten drops of Forbidden Condensed Liquid too!’

She was also a Treasure Level Refiner and had begun to aim for Divine Level Refiner.

If, in this competition, she performed exceptionally and managed to craft a Divine Artifact, wouldn’t she be able to defeat everyone? By then, she’d like to see what qualifications Sang Xuewu and Mu Qingge would have to act arrogantly in front of her.

"Quiet, all of you." After allowing some time for the discussions, the Second Elder opened his mouth again and continued, "You’re all clear about the rewards and the rules. If anyone is found cheating during the competition, they will be disqualified. Do you understand?"

"Understood—!" Nearly a thousand people responded in unison, creating quite the momentum.

"Good, since everyone is clear, let’s begin." The Second Elder finished speaking, swished his sleeves, and turned to return to his previous seat.

Refining is a lengthy process of waiting.

At the Second Elder’s command, nearly a thousand people standing in the white circle took out their pre-prepared refining materials from their Sumeru Rings and placed them in front of themselves, each making their preparations for refining.

Outside the white circle, many of the Sang Clan’s stewards patrolled back and forth, observing the participants to see if there were any violations.

Mu Qingge stood within the circle, unhurried and without any movement, merely watching the preparations of the other Sang clan members, her eyes carrying a hint of curiosity.

In the audience, seeing Mu Qingge standing still, Bai Xi frowned in confusion, "What’s wrong with Qingge? Others have all started, but she’s still not moving."

"Yeah, why isn’t the boss starting?" Mu Yichen also looked anxious.

"Why are you so anxious? Qingge has her own plans." Hearing their needless worries, Jiang Li couldn’t help but comment.

She understood Mu Qingge and knew that her inaction now was not due to any mishap, but simply because it wasn’t time for her to act yet.

Jiang Li’s words eased the crowd’s concerns a bit.

"Boss, why haven’t you started?" After taking out the materials for her own refining, Mu Xuewu noticed Mu Qingge hadn’t made a move and asked in puzzlement.

Mu Qingge turned her gaze towards her and noticed among her materials was the Mystic Armor Dragon Rhinoceros Skin obtained from the Canglan Mountain Range.

Seeing Mu Qingge’s sight on the Mystic Armor Dragon Rhinoceros Skin, Mu Xuewu shyly lowered her gaze and softly said, "I’ve been stuck at Treasure Level for a while now. Today, I hope to take this opportunity to advance to Divine Level Refiner. The Mystic Armor Dragon Rhinoceros Skin is unbelievably tough, and with its defensive capabilities, I hope to craft a set of Divine Level Armor."

Mu Qingge nodded lightly and simply said, "Do your best."

The two simple words were the greatest encouragement in Mu Xuewu’s ears. Her back straightened more and she nodded firmly to Mu Qingge, fiery determination burning in her beautiful eyes.

Before long, everyone except for Mu Qingge had taken out their refining materials, and some quick workers had already begun refining.

Her lack of movement thus became a striking presence.

"What’s wrong with the youngster? Could she be nervous?" The Second Supreme Elder joked upon seeing Mu Qingge remain motionless.

King Sang Shun laughed, "This child has many thoughts, it’s unlikely she’s nervous. She’s probably waiting to see the movements of her opponents first."

The Second Supreme Elder smiled and nodded, offering a reminder, "Let’s hope she doesn’t miss the timing."

On the square, everyone had begun refining.

Alchemists need a Pill Furnace for alchemy.

Artifact Refiners also need a Refining Furnace.

However, the Sang Clan’s refining techniques have surpassed the need for a Refining Furnace. They rely on their own Spiritual Power, alongside Beast Fire or Earth Fire, to refine.

So, inadequate cultivation becomes a hindrance to improving refining techniques.

Mu Qingge observed keenly, noticing almost all the participating disciples of the Sang Clan had a small pouch hanging from their waist, emitting the scent of elixirs.

When she smelled it, she knew the elixir’s purpose was to restore Spiritual Power, though it was merely some common Intermediate or Advanced Elixir.

Suddenly, Mu Qingge understood why Mu Xuewu had visited Mei Zizhong two days ago.

’It seems to be an elixir for restoring spiritual power.’ Mu Qingge looked at Mu Xuewu and indeed saw a bag emitting the scent of elixir hanging from her waist.

Mu Xuewu had not yet begun artifact refining. She merely arranged the materials and then walked towards Mu Qingge.

Mu Qingge raised an eyebrow, unsure what she intended to do.

Mu Xuewu came up to her, removed the elixir pouch from her waist, and said to Mu Qingge, "Boss, the refining process consumes a lot of spiritual power. A few days ago, I asked Master Mei to make some elixirs for restoring spiritual power. I also asked him to make some for you, but he said you wouldn’t need them."

She pursed her lips and continued, "Fortunately, he is a Treasure Level alchemist, so his elixirs are stronger. I can’t use them all, so I’ll give you half."

With that, she handed the pouch to Mu Qingge.

But Mu Qingge raised a hand to block her action.

Seeing Mu Xuewu’s surprised expression, she smiled lightly and said, "He’s right, I don’t need them."

"But..." Mu Xuewu said anxiously.

Mu Qingge pushed the pouch back to her and said, "Focus on your artifact refining, don’t worry about me."

Helplessly, Mu Xuewu returned to her circle and reattached the Treasure Level elixir pouch to her waist.

"Master Mei, didn’t you prepare elixirs for restoring spiritual power for the boss?" Mu Yichen saw Mu Xuewu’s actions and turned his head to ask Mei Zizhong.

Mei Zizhong shook his head slowly, not looking too concerned.

Mu Yichen slapped his forehead and said, "It’s all my fault. I should have reminded the boss earlier."

"Why blame yourself? If the boss wanted elixirs, would she need Master Mei’s help?" Yuanyuan said with a smile.

"What do you mean?" Mu Yichen glared at him.

Yuanyuan shook his head and said, "I don’t mean anything."

Mu Yichen was a bit puzzled, his eyes scanning back and forth at those around him. Surprisingly, none of them displayed any concern, not even worried for Mu Qingge.

"Yichen, calm down." Sang Lanruo, who had been silent, spoke up.

Mu Yichen looked at her, baffled, and said, "Mother."

Sang Lanruo’s eyes showed some hidden anxiety, but she controlled her emotions and comforted him, "It’s fine, Xuewu is beside Ge’er. If Ge’er runs out of spiritual power, she will know what to do."

Heeding his mother’s words, Mu Yichen temporarily set aside his worries and continued to watch the competition.

...

Clusters of fire rose from the palms of the Sang Clan disciples, floating to the front and gradually enlarged. The temperature of the entire square suddenly increased.

Bathed in firelight, the square appeared colorful and beautiful.

Various refining materials were thrown into the fire, using spiritual power to melt and mold them—this was the first step of the Sang Clan’s artifact refining technique...

Mu Qingge watched everyone refining artifacts with gusto, calmly drawing a lot of attention.

Some even failed in their refining due to their curious glances, forcing them to start over.

"What’s he doing? Not moving yet, waiting until we finish?" Sang Zilan continuously poured spiritual power into the fire, controlling the melting degree of the refining materials inside, and swept her gaze towards Mu Qingge’s position, feeling puzzled.

Sang Ye took a moment to say to her, "Don’t worry about others, concentrate on refining artifacts."

His words made Sang Zilan withdraw her gaze and suppress her curiosity, focusing on artifact refining.

"Why hasn’t he moved?" Mu Yichen said anxiously, watching as others turned their refining materials into various liquids while his boss had nothing in front of him, making him feel like an ant on a hot pan.

"Why rush? Isn’t the competition time three days? It’s fine to finish within three days." Yuanyuan was not anxious at all.

Mu Yichen turned his eyes to him, looked him up and down, and curiously asked, "Why are you still here?"

Yuanyuan was stunned and pointed to his nose, asking, "Where else would I be?"

Mu Yichen blinked and said, "You’re not my boss’s abnormal fire, are you? If you’re here, how can she refine artifacts?" After speaking, he suddenly realized, "Ah! I get it. My boss isn’t moving because you’re hiding here, making it impossible for her to refine artifacts."

He said this and went to grab Yuanyuan’s collar, seemingly wanting to throw him in front of Mu Qingge.

Yuanyuan knocked away his hand, gritted his teeth, and said, "Don’t think just because you’re the boss’s brother and had drinks with me a few times, I won’t hit you!"

"It’s definitely because of you that my boss can only stand and watch!" Mu Yichen also got angry, reaching out to scuffle with Yuanyuan.

"Yichen, stop it!" Sang Lanruo urgently stopped him.

Mei Zizhong also spoke to Yuanyuan, "Now is not the time for fooling around. Qingge asked me to watch you."

Jiang Li poked his head over and scolded, "Both of you shut up! Why are you arguing?"

Others also cast displeased glances.

Stopped by everyone, Mu Yichen and Yuanyuan both snorted coldly and turned their heads away.

Mei Zizhong shook his head helplessly, glanced at Yuanyuan, and said to Mu Yichen, "Don’t worry. Even if Yuanyuan is here, it won’t affect Qingge in refining artifacts."

Hearing his explanation, Mu Yichen realized he wrongly blamed Yuanyuan.

He turned back, said to Yuanyuan, "Sorry...sorry! I was too impulsive, too reckless."

Yuanyuan’s lowered face gradually returned to normal, turning back and saying, "Forget it, you’re worried about the boss. To tell you the truth, the boss is just waiting for them to finish almost everything before she’ll begin."

"Why is that?" Mu Yichen asked, puzzled.

Yuanyuan immediately seemed proud, "Because of me!"

Mu Yichen wanted to pursue the question, but someone more urgent asked before him.

"Mu Qingge, why aren’t you moving?" The Second Elder stood up and shouted at Mu Qingge.

Mu Qingge’s motionless stance already intrigued many, but his shout attracted even more attention.

"Second, your shout might have affected the children’s refining." King Sang Shun frowned.

"Yes, Second Brother." The Third Elder also agreed.

The Second Elder’s expression turned awkward; he simply descended from the high platform, striding towards Mu Qingge. His movement prompted King Sang Shun to think and follow him.

On the platform, only the Third Elder and the Second Supreme Elder remained.

The Second Elder headed straight for Mu Qingge, came to her, and directly asked, "Why aren’t you moving?"

"Second, Ge’er must have her own plans, why are you anxious?" King Sang Shun advised the Second Elder before Mu Qingge spoke.

The Second Elder shook his head and said, "Family Head, it’s good to have talent, but we can’t spoil him. Everyone has started refining in this clan competition, yet he stands still—is he trying to show his uniqueness?"

After speaking, he looked at Mu Qingge, seemingly insisting she give an answer.

Mu Qingge looked calm, neither avoiding his gaze. She simply smiled, "Second Elder really wants me to start refining now?"

"Exactly." The Second Elder confirmed.

With a slight smile, Mu Qingge nodded, "Then as you wish."

She spoke, flipped her palm, and a cluster of Taichu Urgent Fire appeared in her hand out of thin air. Instantly, the entire square seemed like a sun had fallen inside.

"It’s so hot!"

"Why did it suddenly get so hot?"

The abrupt temperature change immediately caught everyone’s attention.

And at the moment Taichu Urgent Fire appeared, on the square, those Earth Fires and Beast Fires currently being refined became extremely unstable, flickered twice, and extinguished instantly.

Pop, pop, pop—

"Ah—! My fire’s out!"

"Mine’s out too!"

"My materials!"

"Wasted such good materials!"

Within the white circles of the square, cries of anguish arose constantly.

The Second Elder and King Sang Shun looked around in shock, as everyone failed in their artifact refining due to the sudden extinguishment of the flames, and even the Sang Clan’s once most outstanding Mu Xuewu was no exception.

A trace of annoyance appeared on her absolutely beautiful face, but unlike others, she did not shout or scream; she merely silently tidied up the ruined materials.

Fortunately, the refining had only just begun, so everyone’s losses weren’t significant.

Yet this bizarre situation made them involuntarily gaze towards the only flame still alight in the square.

The Taichu Urgent Fire in Mu Qingge’s hand emitted an orange-yellow glow, enveloping the entire square. Those areas enveloped by it felt unbelievably hot.

"This... this..." The Second Elder looked at the flame in Mu Qingge’s hand in shock.

Mu Qingge curled her lips with a playful smile and said, "Second Elder, this is why I don’t do artifact refining. This is an abnormal fire, the Taichu Urgent Fire. Flames also have levels, and in its presence, no one’s fire here can burn normally."

"Quickly, put it away," urged the Second Elder anxiously.

Mu Qingge smiled and with a flip of her hand, withdrew the Taichu Urgent Fire.

The scorching temperature vanished instantly, but everyone in the square, including those in the viewing gallery, felt as if they had been through a hot bath; their clothes were drenched with sweat, sticky and uncomfortable.

The heat was gone, as was the flame in Mu Qingge’s hand, yet this scene disrupted the family competition.

Mu Qingge stood calmly within the white circle, her hands behind her back, showing no tension from disrupting the competition.

King Sang Shun glanced at her, and said to the Second Elder, "Old Two, it seems this time, we’ll have to let the others start first, and when they’re almost done, Ge’er can start."

The Second Elder nodded despondently, "That’s all we can do."

Seeing him nod, King Sang Shun then looked at Mu Qingge and said, "In that case, you can go back to rest now. When the time is right, we’ll send for you. You can also stay and watch everyone else refine their artifacts."

"I’ll stay. Such a magnificent scene of artifact refining would be a waste not to watch," Mu Qingge replied. It was a great opportunity to understand the Sang Clan’s artifact refiners’ level, and she wouldn’t miss it.

"Suit yourself," King Sang Shun nodded, then returned to the platform with the Second Elder.

Standing on the platform, he addressed the still-shocked Sang Clan disciples, "There was a little accident earlier, but now the competition continues. Mu Qingge will start her refining later due to the special nature of her flame."

The competition resumed, but some time had already passed.

No time to think further, everyone quickly suppressed their shock, gathered their emotions, and prepared to start refining.

In the viewing gallery, Mu Yichen stared at Yuanyuan in shock, stammering, "You you you you you..."

Yuanyuan beamed with excitement, "How about that, isn’t your young master amazing!"

"What exactly is going on?" Mu Yichen took a deep breath and asked in a low voice.

Yuanyuan explained, "I have a close bond with my leader. I’ve recognized her as my master. As long as I’m not fighting, she can use my abilities, though not with the same prowess as I can."

"How many abnormal fires have you devoured?" Mu Yichen, already aware of Yuanyuan’s true form, asked curiously.

Yuanyuan furrowed his brow, thought carefully, and said, "Since you are the leader’s brother, I’ll tell you. You must keep it a secret. I have devoured the Bone Demon Flame, the Eight Desolations Void Flame, and the Taichu Urgent Fire."

"Three types! Including your own, doesn’t that mean the leader already possesses four kinds of abnormal fire?" Mu Yichen was astonished.

"Hehe." Yuanyuan laughed, "That’s nothing! I plan to devour more abnormal fires, grow stronger, and then protect my leader! With me around, no one will dare to bully her! If anyone bullies her, I’ll burn them to ashes!"

Seeing his serious demeanor, Mu Yichen said with envy, "It’s wonderful that the leader has such a loyal companion like you!"

"That’s because the leader treats me well!" Yuanyuan replied without hesitation. Since he was just an egg, he followed Mu Qingge. In every battle against abnormal fires, Mu Qingge would try all means to help, and she has never enslaved him. Where else could one find such a good master?

"I hope to find my own battle companion in the future as well!" Mu Yichen’s eyes shone with anticipation and envy.

Yuanyuan, understanding how to comfort people now, patted him on the shoulder, "Don’t worry, if you learn from the leader as you should, you will have one someday!"

"Yes! From today, the leader is my role model and my goal!" Mu Yichen said with determination in his eyes.

Sang Lanruo, sitting beside him, heard the conversation between Mu Yichen and Yuanyuan and felt a sense of comfort in her heart. Suddenly, she realized that her son, who had always been protected, had finally grown up.

...

Artifact refining is a tedious process.

If you are not an artifact refiner, watching for a long time, after the novelty wears off, you’ll feel bored.

A day and night passed, and Bai Xi, who had been holding on for so long, finally couldn’t resist and greeted everyone, "I can’t do it anymore, I’m really too tired. Tell Qingge I’m going to sleep, and don’t call me unless it’s important."

With that said, her figure flashed and disappeared into a white light in front of everyone.

Once she left, Jiang Li felt much more at ease, her entire being also became more comfortable. She murmured to herself, "This artifact refining is really dull. If it weren’t for Mu Qingge being here, I wouldn’t have come even if invited."

"I heard from the Young Master that the weapon to be refined today is specifically for Miss Jiang," Xie Ya suddenly said to Jiang Li.

In that tone, it was uncertain whether there was a hint of envy.

Jiang Li’s eyes immediately squinted into crescent shapes, filled with anticipation, "If it weren’t for this reason, I wouldn’t sit here idly. I wonder what kind of weapon my dear Qingge will forge for me."

She did have her own weapon, but if Mu Qingge specifically crafted it for her, the significance would naturally be different.

...

By the afternoon of the second day, most people had successfully forged their weapons.

Most were Spiritual Artifacts, and there were very few Treasure Level ones. Occasionally there were a few, but the quality was not high.

The crafted weapons were all hung with their respective tags and placed in the white circle. After that, the Artifact Refiners could leave to rest and recover their stamina and spiritual power.

Mu Qingge looked at Mu Xuewu, whose cheeks were pale, her stamina and spiritual power already depleted. Taking advantage of a break, she grabbed a handful of elixirs from the pouch at her waist and stuffed them into her mouth to replenish her spiritual power and stamina.

After taking the elixirs, her complexion became a little better.

Mu Qingge’s gaze fell on the armor she was refining, its shape already formed. It was a set of female armor with quite good quality and a very pretty luster. However, it still fell short of her desired Divine Level.

Mu Qingge shook her head inwardly, ’It seems that this time her attempt to achieve a Divine Level weapon is impossible.’

Mu Xuewu seemed to realize this as well. Though she hadn’t given up on reaching a Divine Level weapon, she wasn’t being reckless.

Opposite her was also Sang Zilan.

She wanted to strive for a Divine Level weapon as well. However, she didn’t have Mu Xuewu’s steady mindset; her eagerness to win caused her nearly completed weapon to become unstable.

Both of their progress was neck and neck, reaching the final stages in no time.

Sang Zilan looked at Mu Xuewu, saw that she had given up on the Divine Level weapon, and felt a flash of luck. She looked at her own weapon still in the molding phase, gritted her teeth, and continued to strive for the Divine Level weapon.

The flames before Mu Xuewu had been extinguished, and a beautiful, delicate armor lay in her hands.

She shook her head in disappointment, looked up at Mu Qingge and said, "I originally wanted to forge a Divine Level armor for the boss, but I failed. It’s just a top-grade Treasure Level armor."

Mu Qingge took it from her hand, examined it carefully, and said, "It’s already very good. Keep this piece of armor for yourself. When you finally forge a Divine Level armor, then you can give it to me." The Treasure Level armor was not even as strong as her own defense, so she had no use for it.

Mu Xuewu wasn’t saddened, nodded, and said, "Although I didn’t break through to Divine Level this time, I did gain many insights. I believe that soon I will be able to forge a Divine Level weapon, and then I’ll make Divine Level armor for the boss."

While the two were talking, a sudden explosion sounded.

They looked in the direction of the sound, only to see Sang Zilan falling unconscious, and her refined weapon blown into a pile of scrap iron.

"It must have been a failure in striving for the Divine Level," Mu Xuewu said.

"Zilan!" The Second Elder exclaimed, already reaching Sang Zilan’s side. Simultaneously, several others also descended from the viewing seats, rushing towards her.

In no time, a middle-aged man was seen holding Sang Zilan, heading with the Second Elder towards the direction where Mei Zizhong was.

"Master Mei, please save my granddaughter," the Second Elder directly said to Mei Zizhong.

Sang Zilan’s injuries weren’t severe, but with a Treasure Level Alchemist in the family, why seek help from another pharmacist?

Mei Zizhong lifted his gaze, looking towards Mu Qingge. Mu Qingge gave him a barely noticeable nod, and he then said to the Second Elder, "Let me take a look."

"During this time, it’s been hard on Master Mei with my mother’s health," Mu Xuewu suddenly said.

Mu Qingge turned her gaze to her, only to find a hint of girlish bashfulness deep in her eyes.

Although she wasn’t very perceptive about matters of romance, given her own experiences, seeing Mu Xuewu’s inadvertent look, she thought inwardly, ’Could it be that this girl has some special feelings for Senior Brother Mei?’

Of course, this thought merely flashed across her mind; she wasn’t bored enough to meddle in others’ love lives.

"Once she takes this elixir, she’ll wake up. However, she suffered backlash from refining, injuring her spiritual sense and will need a good period of rest. She can’t refine artifacts for the next month." After checking Sang Zilan’s condition, Mei Zizhong handed a elixir to the Second Elder.

After thanking him, the Second Elder placed the elixir into Sang Zilan’s mouth.

As soon as she swallowed it, she gradually came to her senses.

Such miraculous effects instantly made many people look at Mei Zizhong with eyes of admiration.

Even Mu Xuewu had a bit more joy in her gaze towards Mei Zizhong, happy for him.

Among the disciples, the two most likely to break through and refine a Divine Level Weapon—one had failed hastily, the other had only crafted a Top Grade Treasure Armor. To say there was no disappointment would be a lie.

King Sang Shun glanced at the Second Supreme Elder and sighed.

The Second Supreme Elder, however, was more open-minded, "These children, to maintain such talent under the family’s current circumstances, is already quite good. You elders should not demand too much, the issue does not lie with them."

"The teachings of the Supreme Elder are right, King Shun was too hasty." King Sang Shun said respectfully.

The Second Supreme Elder smiled slightly, glanced over, and said, "Almost everyone is done with refining, and what remains won’t affect much. Let that child Qingge start."

"Alright." Sang Shunwang nodded. Now the last hope lay with Mu Qingge.

...

On the vast square, only Mu Qingge stood within the white circle.

However, the waiting crowd around did not wane. Those who had finished refining had already taken their seats in the viewing area, waiting to watch Mu Qingge’s artifact refining, and even the injured Sang Zilan was no exception.

Mu Qingge unhurriedly took out the refining materials she had prepared.

The materials were not numerous, but all were top-notch.

After preparing them, she flipped her palm, and the Taichu Urgent Fire appeared in her palm once more, its flames illuminating the entire square, but the heat made it difficult to endure.

Yuanyuan twitched his eyes, waved his hand, and a layer of Bone Demon Flame fell around the viewing area, effectively reducing the temperature of the Taichu Urgent Fire.

His actions naturally caught the attention of the Sang Clan’s Supreme Elder.

Yuanyuan smirked, "When my boss is refining, there should be an audience!" What a joke, if these people couldn’t endure the heat of the Taichu Urgent Fire and left, who would watch his boss’s grand performance later?

Yuanyuan raised his eyebrows smugly.

Yuanyuan’s actions did not catch Mu Qingge’s attention.

She had already begun the refining steps, throwing the previously prepared refining materials into the Taichu Urgent Fire for refining, extracting their essence and expelling impurities.

Her relaxed and leisurely demeanor made the artifact refiners of the Sang Clan find it unbelievable!

When any of them refined artifacts, who wasn’t extremely cautious, not daring to make a slightest mistake? Yet Mu Qingge acted so casually, tossing the refining materials directly into the fire.

This nonchalant action certainly made their hearts flutter along with the refining materials.

Previously, when Mu Qingge was refining, without anyone to guide her, she used a mold method. This meant preparing a mold of the weapon beforehand, then melting the materials and pouring them in, repeatedly hammering them, and finally engraving the forbidden technique.

However, the Sang Clan’s refining method wasn’t like this; it was more like alchemy, melting the refining materials, then fusing them together, directly using spiritual power to control the flow of the materials, shaping and condensing the spirit...

The refining materials in the Taichu Urgent Fire kept melting into a liquid state, yet were wrapped and controlled by Mu Qingge’s spiritual power into individual spheres, not interfering with each other.

This scene shocked everyone once again.

They refined materials one by one, fusing each as they refine, which consumed a lot of time. Like Mu Qingge doing them all simultaneously was unheard of, how much spiritual sense would this consume?

"It seems this little one’s spiritual sense strength shouldn’t be underestimated either!" The Second Supreme Elder suddenly laughed and said.

"This consumes a lot of spiritual sense and spiritual power, can she sustain it?" The Third Elder couldn’t help but worry.

King Sang Shun, having seen Mu Qingge refine artifacts, understood her habits somewhat, so he gave a warning in advance, "This is nothing, just wait and see."

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, Mu Qingge simultaneously collided the solutions of several refining materials together.

Her spiritual sense divided into several strands, controlling different materials respectively, and her spiritual power also split into several strands, controlling the fusion of these materials.

"Heavens! She wants to fuse these materials together!"

"How is this possible? This would explode!"

"Yeah! Such a fusion method is unprecedentedly brutal!"

"Is it truly because those with high talents have greater courage?"

"His spiritual sense is really strong!"

"I’m afraid this will end in failure!"

Mu Qingge’s actions elicited astonishment and discussions among the crowd.

Even Mu Xuewu frowned in confusion, whispering, "Boss refining like this is too risky, the slightest mistake and everything would be for naught."

"Don’t worry, didn’t you all notice that until now, Qingge hasn’t taken an elixir even once?" Jiang Li suddenly reminded.

With her reminder, the crowd suddenly realized that indeed, Mu Qingge hadn’t taken any elixir to restore spiritual power or physical strength even once.

"How strong is he actually? His spiritual power and spiritual sense can last this long?" Someone in the crowd exclaimed due to Jiang Li’s words.

Mu Qingge’s fusion continued for half a day.

After half a day, a large colorful sphere appeared in the Taichu Urgent Fire, formed from the fusion of various refining materials.

The sphere constantly throbbed, as if trying to change its shape.

This was the shaping and condensing spirit step, also the most crucial step, directly affecting the final quality and level of the weapon.

Sang Lanruo pressed her lips together tightly in tension, fists clenched inside her sleeves.

Gradually, in the Taichu Urgent Fire, the outline of a slim and long weapon began to take shape.

Suddenly, the light of the Taichu Urgent Fire intensified, completely obscuring the vague outline of the weapon, causing everyone to sit upright, leaning forward, and looking towards Mu Qingge with tension.

Mu Qingge’s face was clearly illuminated by the Taichu Urgent Fire, and although night had fallen, everyone could clearly see every expression on her face.

At this moment, her lips were pressed tightly, her face seemed somewhat solemn, she slowly closed her eyes, mentally outlining the weapon.

"It’s about to condense form!"

"I wonder what kind of weapon will be refined!"

Suddenly, a strong wind rose, and the spiritual energy around Mu Qingge was frantically sucked into the Taichu Urgent Fire.

The frenzy had already formed a vortex around her.

This scene surprised everyone, causing them to stand from their seats.

Mu Qingge’s brow furrowed tightly, and her complexion turned a bit pale.

She flipped her hand, and an elixir appeared in her palm, but before anyone could see what grade the elixir was, she swallowed it. Instantly, her lost spiritual power was fully restored, only to be absorbed again.

After three such repetitions, Mu Qingge’s complexion finally looked a bit better.

At this time, thunder rumbled in the sky, and a bolt of lightning suddenly appeared out of nowhere, illuminating the sky above the square.

Everyone exclaimingly looked up, and the four of King Sang Shun abruptly stood up.

The Second Supreme Elder exclaimed excitedly, "A Divine Artifact is about to be born!"

Divine Artifact!

She had actually refined a Divine Artifact?

The crowd, upon hearing the Supreme Elder’s words, showed expressions of shock.

For them, something they might not be able to refine even in a lifetime had been crafted just like that by a newly-entered child of another surname?

This... this was too easy!

So easy it was unbelievable!

Crack—!

Another bolt of lightning struck, seemingly just gaining momentum, with stronger ones to follow.

King Sang Shun widened his eyes, murmuring, "It’s truly a Divine Artifact! Only a Divine Artifact must undergo the baptism of heavenly lightning!"