"Interesting, very interesting!"
After a moment of silence, the young man smiled slightly and said, "This Mu Yun has been silent for nine years, yet within a month, he made Master Mo bow down, Dean Lu show favoritism, and cured the Qin family's eldest daughter's cold poison. Now, he even wants to challenge Instructor Diao. It's truly interesting!"
"I think this Mu Yun is a madman. In the entire Beiyun City, who doesn't know that you can already refine mid-grade mortal artifacts? How can that Qi Ming guy compare to you?"
The person behind him smiled contemptuously and said disdainfully.
"Hehe... do you think that's all?"
Qi Yun stood up, a meaningful smile on his face.
"No matter what, Qi Yufeng was a weapon-refining genius twenty years ago. Qi Ming has been working alongside him forging weapons all these years. I don't believe Qi Yufeng didn't teach him weapon refining!"
"This Mu Yun seems to act recklessly and unpredictably, but every move he makes is full of profound meaning!"
Qi Yun said meaningfully, "It just so happens that Master Mo appears in his class, and it just so happens that the Qin family wants to form a marriage alliance with the Mu family, which he boldly opposes. Then, it just so happens that he cured Qin Mengyao's cold poison. Now, even more coincidentally, he is competing with Instructor Diao!"
"This series of coincidences is no longer just a coincidence!"
"This..." The person behind him fell silent.
"If all of this is just a coincidence, then Mu Yun is incredibly lucky. If it was all orchestrated by Mu Yun after nine years of preparation, then it just shows how terrifying he is!"
"Young Master, since that's the case..."
"Don't rush. In the competition a month from now, Qi Ming will face me; he'll only lose. I want to see what tricks Mu Yun can pull!"
...
Northern Cloud City, the Mo Family!
The Mo Family is renowned in Northern Cloud City.
If the four major markets of Northern Cloud City are dominated by the four great families, then the Mo Family is practically the largest merchant family outside of those four. Their
economic strength in Northern Cloud City is no less than that of the Qi Family.
At this moment, in the garden of the Mo Family Mining University, a figure was bent over, muttering something under his breath.
"Damn it, what bad luck! I've lost dozens of games in a row; all my money for this month is gone!" Mo Yang, hands behind his back, spat repeatedly.
*Whoosh…*
Suddenly, a whooshing sound rang out from a corner of the garden.
A pebble the size of a thumb flew straight towards Mo Yang's cheek, aiming for his left eye.
*Bang…*
At the crucial moment, Mo Yang turned his head, but although the pebble bypassed his left eye, it still struck his cheek.
A burning sensation spread across his cheek, and Mo Yang cursed, "Damn it, who is it?"
"It's me!"
A figure emerged from a corner of the garden.
This person wore a blue martial arts uniform
with a belt around his waist. He was tall and slender, and his face held a scrutinizing look as he looked at Mo Yang.
"Mo… Hai!"
Upon seeing the newcomer, Mo Yang stammered, sounding somewhat unsure of himself.
"Mo Yang, you're only at the third level of the Body Temperament Transformation Realm, not even reaching the Qi Strengthening Realm. I'm really curious, what gives your Instructor Mu the courage to send you into battle?"
"Hehe..." Looking at Mo Hai, Mo Yang chuckled, "Brother Hai, that trash Mu Yun is just messing around. Don't worry, I'll immediately admit defeat against Diao Ya Yun. You'd better tell Diao Ya Yun to go easy on me!" "
Diao Ya Yun?"
Hearing Mo Yang's words, Mo Hai laughed loudly, patting Mo Yang's cheek, and said with a smile, "Mo Yang, you really are an idiot. Diao Ya Yun is currently at the sixth level of the Qi Condensation Realm, a genius among the best. He'll fight you? You're dreaming!"
"To tell you the truth, Instructor Diao has already decided to have me fight you. Although I'm not very talented, I'm still at the fifth level of the Qi Condensation Realm. I'll definitely make sure you lose 'honorably'! Haha..."
"Mo Hai, you..."
"What, what did I do?"
"Don't go too far!"
Mo Hai laughed even more exaggeratedly, saying, "With your Mu Yun's trashy appearance, you dare to challenge our Advanced Class Three? Mo Hai, it's not that I underestimate you, but anyone from our Advanced Class Three could easily make you cower in fear!"
"You..."
"Just be prepared, when I compete again, I'll make you kneel on the ground, and let everyone in the family see who truly deserves to be the head of the Mo Family Trading Company!"
Mo Hai laughed loudly and turned to leave.
"Damn it!"
Seeing Mo Hai's arrogant demeanor, Mo Yang's heart burned with anger.
Mo Hai and he were both direct disciples of the Trading Company.
However, his father was the head of the Trading Company, while Mo Hai's father was his second uncle.
But although Mo Yang was a playboy, he understood that his second uncle and Mo Hai had long coveted the position of head of the Trading Company.
And his father's health was now far from what it used to be!
If one day his father passed away, then the Mo Family Trading Company would belong to them, father and son.
"No, this kind of thing absolutely cannot happen!"
Mo Yang began to think. Should he
go find Mu Yun?
That good-for-nothing, all he does is bluff, he has no real skills, no good.
But Mu Yun managed to trick Instructor Qin into coming, that's quite an achievement!
"Instructor Qin!"
Suddenly, the gloom on Mo Yang's face vanished.
"
That's right, Instructor Qin is a genius of the Qin family, and now she's even become our class's instructor, I can go find her!"
Mo Yang said excitedly, "Firstly, I can ask her for advice, and secondly... hehe..."
Mo Yang made up his mind and immediately rushed towards Bei Yun Academy.
...
Bei Yun City, Saint Pill Pavilion!
"Grandpa, what do you think Instructor Mu's plans are for this competition? That Mo Yang is a spoiled brat, he doesn't study hard at all, he'll definitely lose if he fights Mo Hai!"
"Besides, Qi Ming's father was indeed a rare genius back then, but now he's a cripple, how could Qi Ming know anything about weapon crafting!"
On the third floor of Saint Pill Pavilion, Miao Xianyu pouted, looking annoyed.
"Oh? Why don't you talk about yourself?"
Hearing her granddaughter's words, Miao Qing chuckled.
"Hmph, that Wang Yunqi is no match for me. We're both first-grade alchemists, why would I be afraid of her?" Miao Xianyu clenched her small, pink fist and snorted.
"Oh? Her grandfather, Wang Dongyun, is one of the three third-grade alchemists in Beiyun City. And I heard that a few days ago, that old man Wang Dongyun collected beast fire for Wang Yunqi and implanted it into her body!"
"Beast fire?"
Miao Xianyu certainly understood what beast fire was!
For alchemists and weapon refiners, fire is the most attractive thing.
Ordinary alchemists and weapon refiners rely on the flame of their alchemy furnace when refining pills and weapons.
But truly advanced masters rely on their own flame.
Beast fire can only be obtained from spirit beasts.
Even the lowest-level spirit beast, if it contains beast fire, can be subdued by a martial artist. When refining pills or weapons, introducing the beast fire will make the process twice as effective.
As for Heavenly Fire, it only exists in legends…
"Beast Fire, this little vixen actually dared to merge with Beast Fire to compete with me in alchemy, it's truly shameful. I need to discuss this with Instructor Mu…"
Miao Xianyu said, running off…
"You…"
Seeing Miao Qing's anxious expression, Miao Qing's face turned pale and then flushed.
"This little girl, instead of consulting me, a third-grade alchemy master, she ran off to consult Mu Yun… In her heart, am I, her grandfather, not as important as Mu Yun?"
Miao Qing muttered to herself, looking in the direction Miao Xianyu had left, but a smile appeared on her face.
"The Condensing Meridian Pill can have such an effect, this Mu Yun is indeed extraordinary. In that case, he is a true second-grade alchemist!"
The nineteen-year-old second-grade alchemist, Miao Qing thought for a long time, her heart unable to calm down.
At this moment, in the fifth class of the elementary level at Beiyun Academy.
The classroom was empty, with only two figures.
It was Mu Yun and Qi Ming.
At that moment, Mu Yun stood on the podium, his chalk constantly scribbling on the blackboard.
Qi Ming sat below, looking at Mu Yun with a face full of fanatical worship.
"As your father said, weapon crafting involves crafting a weapon, but the weapon is alive. As a weapon crafter, your task is to become one with the weapon you craft!" "
First and foremost, the most important thing is to forge the weapon's body. Secondly, you must condense your true essence into runes and infuse them into the weapon's body!"
Mu Yun explained earnestly. "Runes possess different attributes, granting weapons different functions. Ice runes imbue weapons with ice attributes; when used in conjunction with a martial artist's techniques, they can unleash even more powerful effects. Fire runes, killing runes, flexibility runes—they are all similar!" "
In this vast world, there are countless runes. Every day, perhaps a weapon crafter creates a new rune. For a powerful weapon crafter, learning others' runes is not the real skill; being able to create your own runes is the most impressive!"
Looking at Mu Yun on the platform, exuding an aura of authority and dominance, Qi Ming felt as if a great door was slowly opening before him.
The door to becoming a weapon crafter!
Although he had heard his father explain a great deal about weapon crafting before, compared to what Mu Yun was saying, it all seemed utterly insignificant.
This thought startled Qi Ming.
He knew that fifteen years ago, his father was already a Xuan Weapon Master.
Xuan Weapon Masters were unique in the entire Northern Cloud City.
And now, Instructor Mu's explanation was even more impressive than his father's…
Regardless, Qi Ming knew that Instructor Mu had changed, become extraordinary!
Suddenly, a fighting spirit ignited within Qi Ming.
He had once pitied Instructor Mu's timidity and cowardice, but wasn't he just as timid?
Facing Qi Yun, his first reaction was that he was inferior to Qi Yun—in what way?
Only now did Qi Ming ask himself this question.
"Listen carefully!"
A loud bang rang out as a piece of chalk hit Qi Ming's face.
Mu Yun crossed his arms, his face stern, and said, "Do you know that if I give you one lecture, it'll be enough for all the weapon-refining masters in the entire Southern Cloud Empire to hear it!"
"Yes, yes!"
For some reason, Qi Ming felt that Mu Yun wasn't exaggerating; he truly was incredibly skilled, someone to be admired.
"This guy..."
At the same time, at the classroom door, Qin Mengyao, dressed in a pink mini-skirt, stood there gracefully.
"This guy usually seems a bit arrogant, but when he lectures... he's actually quite handsome!"