863 Obtaining a Grandmaster Bootlicker? Competition!
The old man was indescribably excited.
He had been trapped in the Grandmaster Realm for too long.
But he still could not even reach the level of a Divine Blacksmith!
As a result, the old man gave up. He raised flowers and played with birds all day long. He slept in the forging school and rarely even forged.
Until he accidentally encountered Chu Feng… Originally, he only felt that Chu Feng was an interesting junior and even wanted to teach him.
But as he understood more and more, the old man felt that he had benefited greatly!
Chu Feng's creative thoughts and his unique forging technique all enlightened the old man greatly.
He even felt that his mind had become much younger!
Now, he suddenly found out that this guy had actually become a master in just three thousand years!
There had always been a saying in the forging world.
If one became a Master Blacksmith within 20,000 years, one would have a chance to break through to the grandmaster realm.
And to become a Master Blacksmith within 10,000 years, there was a possibility of breaking through to the Divine Blacksmith Realm!
As for a freak like Chu Feng, he would definitely become a Divine Blacksmith in the future!
Divine Blacksmith… The omnipotent god in the world of forging!
Suddenly, the old man felt that he might not be that thigh that other people could cling to; Chu Feng was!
If he clung to Chu Feng and asked for some pointers in the future, he might have hope!
In this era, Divine Blacksmiths were nowhere to be found.
He could not find anyone to guide him!
Therefore, although the old man was glorious in front of outsiders and was respected as the leader of the forging world, only he knew the pain in his heart!
Leader?
Bullsh*t!
He was not even a Divine Blacksmith, yet he dared to call himself a leader?
The old man was flustered.
At that moment, when he looked at Chu Feng again, the old man's mentality had completely changed.
Junior? Bah! This is the future Senior Chu Feng!
At that moment…
The old man suddenly understood what those people who begged him to forge divine weapons were thinking.
Wasn't it just bootlicking?!
However, after being praised for most of his life, the old man was actually looking forward to it…
Anyway, he was usually very carefree.
He was never a stickler for conventions.
Now, he did not feel awkward at all.
Furthermore, compared to the chance to become a Divine Blacksmith, everything else was too insignificant.
This was his greatest pursuit in life!
Instantly, many thoughts flashed through the old man's mind. He hurriedly sent a voice transmission.
"Brother Chu Feng! If you need anything in the future, I'll wait on you at your beck and call!"
"It's just a few brats this time! I'll help you. Let's defeat them!"
When his blood boiled, how could he care if the other party were his disciples?
He would still fix it!
Hearing the old man's bold words, Chu Feng was momentarily unable to react.
Damn, why did it feel like this old man was even more excited than him?
At my beck and call… What can an old janitor like you do?
Chu Feng pursed his lips speechlessly.
Why did he suddenly feel that this old man was like a different person?
Just as Chu Feng was planning to mock him, Master Qin, who was at the side, had a smile on his face.
"Hahaha! Interesting! Why don't we compete? I'll be the referee!"
His brain was almost turning into an iron lump after forging every day.
Someone challenged a new Master Blacksmith.
This was a huge joke!
Regardless of whether Chu Feng was humiliating himself or not, it would still bring fun to his boring blacksmithing career.
Therefore, Master Qin was especially concerned.
Since Master Qin had spoken, the old hall master, who had thought that something was amiss, had nothing to say.
He could only look at He Qingyun.
"Nephew He, what do you think…"
He Qingyun raised an eyebrow, but a trace of disdain flashed across his eyes.
Did he have to let any Tom, Dick, or Harry challenge him?
But now that Qin Sheng had interfered, it was really difficult to refuse.
Otherwise, if word got out, perhaps people would say that he was arrogant and did not take their seniors seriously.
He could only snort reluctantly.
"Some incompetent people always want to step on geniuses to climb up the ranks and become famous in a single battle. They're young and arrogant. I understand all this."
"But humans should know their limits. Otherwise, they will only become a laughing stock…"
He Qingyun said indifferently, "However, since Master Qin has spoken, I'll teach you what it means by there's always someone better!"
His words were filled with disdain for Chu Feng.
Hearing those words, Chu Feng raised an eyebrow. He wanted to curse He Qingyun's ancestors.
But at this moment, Master Qin smiled and tried to smooth things over.
"In that case, it's settled!"
"In three days, both sides will forge a Divine Lord weapon! Of course, time is too short, so there's no need to complete the forging. You just need to forge a Divine Lord embryo before I judge the quality."
"Do you have any objections?"
He Qingyun placed his hands behind his back with a disdainful expression.
What objections could he have?
He already felt that Chu Feng was just a clown trying to play to the gallery who merely wanted to ride on his fame.
But then, He Qingyun thought again.
He could take this opportunity to spread the news that he had become a Master Blacksmith!
Seeing was believing. If he could create the embryo of a Divine Lord weapon in public, it would undoubtedly confirm his identity!
This was a good opportunity to show his face!
In that case, he naturally would not object.
As for Chu Feng, he pursed his lips and cursed in his heart.
Three days for just an embryo? Who are you looking down on?
Counting his fingers, Chu Feng felt that if he was given three days, he would probably be able to finish forging!
Of course, Chu Feng could not be bothered to say those words.
Otherwise, he would be treated as a clown again.
There was no need.
It was better to speak with the fact.
Neither side had any objections.
They went directly to the forging room in the Sky Treasure Pavilion.
This was much better than the lousy rooms that Chu Feng had rented.
Chu Feng stroked everything as if he had never seen the world.
This made He Qingyun even more disdainful.
He Qingyun could not be bothered with a clown like Chu Feng. He spoke indifferently and shouted out their names.
"Yang Hua, Zhao Kong, He Yan, Lin Mu… Come and help me."
"Alright!"
The few people who were called hurriedly walked closer. They each did their own thing. Clearly, they had cooperated many times.
The weakest of them was an intermediate blacksmith.
The commotion was extremely grand.
Chu Feng curled his lip and mocked.
"You do have a lot of helpers. Did you become a master with their help?"
With that, he could not be bothered with He Qingyun's murderous gaze and glanced at the old man.
The old man immediately understood and came closer.
He looked like he was helping.
This scene shocked everyone again.
Chu Feng was really planning to forge a divine weapon?!
It was not just a joke?!
Previously, the crowd had even guessed that Chu Feng might be playing a word game.
Wasn't he participating if he only helped the black-robed man?
Unexpectedly, Chu Feng was really going to personally do it?!
Where… did he get his confidence from?!
