Immemorial War God

Mo Feng's eyes flashed. According to the situation, the eight Refining Masters would take at least three days to recover, so he might as well sit down and cultivate. Doing this would not be a solution.    

    

"You guys can begin your training as well."    

    

Chen Xiaoyao and Leng Wenyue nodded, sat cross-legged by Mo Feng's side and began cultivating.    

    

"Retreat!"    

    

Three days later, a cold shout rang beside his ears. Mo Feng exited his cultivation and opened his eyes, only to see three master refiners rushing forward, replacing the ten refiners. Only then did the five refiners enter the tool cauldron.    

    

"Open!"    

    

One of the Master Refiners roared and threw out his battle axe. The three Master Refiners immediately went up in temperature and the tool cauldron was instantly burnt red.    

    

hmm, hmm *    

    

Amongst the tool cauldron, the battle axe quickly turned red under the high temperature and then started to melt.    

    

The five blacksmith masters looked at the battle axe with disdain. In their eyes, this level of battle axe was not even worth mentioning. To even raise a battle axe of this level, it wasn't like they were looking at a broken piece of a powerful weapon.    

    

"Hmm?"    

    

Seeing the axe melt so slowly, the five of them stopped their expressions. This temperature could even be considered a Heavenly Soul Treasure, yet the axe melted so slowly. This was just too strong.    

    

"This material …"    

    

The five of them became interested in the battle-ax. They were all Grandmasters in refining, and soon, they could see that the battle-axe was not ordinary.    

    

"This battle-axe material is pretty good." The materials were not very high, but the potential for improvement was great.    

    

"Yes, it's mainly the people who refined it. This method of refining is truly extraordinary."    

    

A single person looking at it was inconceivable. In his opinion, all the materials were secondary. This method of refining was simply too brilliant.    

    

"Look, these materials have all been refined to the peak. This is absolutely impossible for an ordinary refiner."    

    

The four artificers frowned and began to study the battle-ax.    

    

"Tsk, if that's the case, none of those refiners in the sect would be able to achieve such a feat."    

    

"Let's not talk about them, old man Zhen. If it was you, would you have been able to refine the ingredients so well?" And every single material has been fused to the pinnacle. "    

    

"This …"    

    

The face of the refiner who was called Old Man Zhen stiffened before he unwillingly nodded his head. Indeed, even if he were here, he would not be able to refine a battle-ax so well. This battle-ax was simply a work of art in the refinery world.    

    

"The refiner of this battle-axe might not have great skills, but his research in refining techniques definitely surpasses ours."    

    

"That's right, the person who refined this battle axe was definitely a genius refiner. If he could cultivate it, then his achievements would absolutely surpass ours!"    

    

One person said, and the other four immediately nodded their heads. Once again, refining techniques had nothing to do with height, just like how a first rank refiner could refine a first rank weapon. However, refining a common weapon might not even compare to a blacksmith who had forged iron for decades.    

    

"Swoosh."    

    

"Hmm?"    

    

A Master Refiner jumping out of the tool cauldron. Mo Feng raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw this. Why did he jump out?    

    

"Master Lang Xing, may I ask who created this axe?" The Master Refiner stood on the tool cauldron and cupped his fists towards Mo Feng and asked.    

    

"I made it."    

    

Mo Feng raised his eyebrows, and replied indifferently. Refining is refining, why ask so many questions.    

    

"Uh, Master Lang Xing, please inform me." The corners of the Master Refiner's mouth twitched, and he laughed bitterly as he continued to ask, hoping that Mo Feng would stop joking with him.    

    

"Are you questioning me?" Mo Feng was startled, the master smith's expression froze again, anger flashed past his eyes, but he did not show it, after clasping his fists he continued to enter the tool cauldron, and after entering the tool cauldron, his face darkened.    

    

"This is too much! Who does he take himself to be? Such an attitude!"    

    

"What nonsense is this? Does he really think he's amazing? If it wasn't for the Supreme Elder, even if he was a Spirit Channeling genius, with his current cultivation, what is there to be arrogant about!"    

    

"Hmph, you really think yourself to be noob. How could he refine such a good weapon? Are you kidding? Do you think that just because he came out from his mother's womb, he would start cultivating? "    

    

As the highest ranked refiners of the Broken Love Garden, even the Great Clan Elder would have to be courteous to them. In the sect, they were an existence that no one dared to offend, yet, they were continuously humiliated by Mo Feng. How could they endure this?    

    

Not only was he angry at Mo Feng, he was also disdainful. How many years had he lived in total, to be able to cultivate to such an extent within thirty years was already extremely abnormal. Did he really think of himself as invincible? He was too arrogant and shameless!    

    

"I'm not going to refine it anymore!"    

    

The more he talked, the angrier he got, the more he became thinking about something else. A grandmaster refiner was simply unwilling, the four's faces changed, they wanted to open their mouths to stop him, but even with their mouths wide open, they snorted coldly in reply. Mo Feng had already shown them twice, even clay buddha had a bit of ruthlessness, how could they, grand master refiners, allow a brat to tease them like that!    

    

"I'm not going to refine it anymore. I'll just say that I can't refine it, so I'll see what he can do." One of them shouted coldly with a voice transmission. Their faces were ashen, and they started to slow down, but the battle axe still continued to melt. Even if they stopped, they couldn't let Mo Feng find any clues.    

    

"Ahh, did you really refine that battle axe?" Chen Xiaoyao turned his head and curiously looked at Mo Feng as he asked. Although the grade of that battle-ax was not very high, it was still not something that an ordinary refiner could refine. Even a refiner master would be interested in it, which made it even more evident.    

    

"Hey, what are you saying? You have to call me husband." Mo Feng turned his head to look at Chen Xiaoyao, and said seriously.    

    

"Tsk, you can't say it." Chen Xiaoyao turned her head in disdain, her face flushed red. She and Mo Feng had known each other for so long as friends, and their relationship was never clear, to the point that they were like brothers. They suddenly started acting together out of nowhere, and suddenly made her call him her husband.    

    

"Husband, husband."    

    

"Sigh, Wen Yue is still the most obedient."    

    

Leng Wenyue's voice resounded in her ears, Mo Feng immediately turned herherad to look at Leng Wenyue, and hugged her as she gave her a kiss. Although Leng Wenyue's personality was cold, but she had taken it more seriously than Chen Xiaoyao. Since she had already followed Mo Feng, his husband would call him that sooner or later.    

    

"Darling, did you really forge that battle-ax?" Leng Wenyue blushed, and couldn't help but ask curiously.    

    

"Of course."    

    

Mo Feng nodded his head, with a haughty look on his face. In front of his own woman, how could he not show confidence, and letting a woman be proud of him, was the thing he was most proud of as a man.    

    

"This battle-ax has been through a lot in my hands. Even they can't refine it; otherwise, how could I use it to level up?"