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In the Elementary Spirit Ascension Platform, the battle ended quickly.
Lush, verdant trees lay toppled everywhere, and Red Fire Monkeys, hundreds of years old, either shrieked in agony or transformed into spirit power, flying towards the hammer-wielding youth who was harvesting the battlefield.
"Bang!"
Swinging his hammer to smash the head of the twentieth Red Fire Monkey, absorbing its spirit power for Spirit Ascension, Feng Zaixing slowly exhaled.
Squinting at the thousand-year spirit ring shining with opulent purple light beneath his feet, a joyful curve appeared on his lips.
A purple spirit ring was simply more pleasing to the eye than a yellow spirit ring.
"Ow! Human, your efficiency makes this king very satisfied! Yes, this is the feeling! Quickly, continue! Kill a few more thousand-year Spirit Beasts!"
In his spiritual sea, the Heavenly Sacred Winged God Tiger grinned, revealing a mouthful of menacing fangs, its tiger eyes gleaming with the ecstasy of a violent individual.
Just now, it clearly felt waves of rich energy pouring into its body, increasing its cultivation by four hundred years.
This was the energy it had longed for. If the Spirit Transfer Pagoda hadn't kept such a tight guard on it, it would have long ago devoured a few thousand-year Spirit Beasts as a sacrifice.
Feng Zaixing chuckled inwardly and reminded it, "Don't think too beautifully about everything. This time we were lucky to encounter a group of Crimson Fire Monkeys; next time, we might not be so fortunate."
"This king doesn't care! At worst, this king will lead you to find Spirit Beasts. You and this king signed a contract, so you must keep this king well-fed. As you humans say, it's a win-win cooperation, ow!"
The Heavenly Sacred Winged God Tiger let out an "ow," indicating its willingness to lead the human sirs, cackling sinisterly and coaxing them:
"And, human boy, you should already know the benefits of upgrading a hundred-year Spirit Ability to a thousand-year Spirit Ability, right? You wouldn't want your Spirit's potential to not be fully realized, would you?"
..."Of course not. If you had told me you could lead the way earlier, I wouldn't have scouted. From now on, the tasks of searching and vigilance will all be handed over to you."
Feng Zaixing looked speechless, muttering inwardly, "I didn't expect you to be such a cultured tiger."
Thinking about it, it made sense. This tiger was older than Qiangu Dongfeng's grandfather and must know many secrets, with much potential yet to be explored.
"Good, this king will open your eyes. This time, I won't make it difficult for you; reaching two thousand years will suffice. We'll come back once this king adapts to the thousand-year Realm."
The Heavenly Sacred Winged God Tiger bared its fangs and wagged its tail, not seeing any problem with revealing its diet.
"It's a deal, future hundred-thousand-year Tiger King."
Feng Zaixing readily agreed, looking forward to their bright future.
At this moment, Xu Miao's shouts echoed in his ears, as the latter was engaged in a one-sided struggle with the Red Fire Monkey King.
"You beast! Such a big defensive Spirit Master like me is standing here, and you don't attack me, but dare to ambush my little brother? I'll kill you ten times, kill you ten times..."
He tilted his head and chuckled, Feng Zaixing walked towards Xu Miao, who was swinging the Monkey King by its tail and smashing it everywhere, saying with a laugh, "That's enough, give it a quick end."
Xu Miao hadn't competed with him for the hundred-year Crimson Fire Monkeys; he just grabbed the Monkey King and beat it.
"Alright, for your sake, brother, I'll give it a quick end."
Xu Miao swung his Profound Tortoise Shell Shield and smashed the Monkey King's head, turning the Red Fire Monkey King into a meat patty with one blow.
Done, he clapped his hands and looked at Feng Zaixing with a face full of surprise, saying,
"I didn't expect your physical constitution to be so strong. At your cultivation level, I would be no match at all."
Feng Zaixing hung his twin hammers behind him and humbly said, "I was lucky. My teacher is the continent's foremost chef, providing nutritious meals every day, and my Senior Brothers in the sect also take great care of me, often teaching me combat skills."
Compared to A Ruheng, the hundred-year Red Fire Monkeys were like paper.
"So that's how it is. I've long heard that the Body Sect's combat skill attainments were once the best in the world, but unfortunately, it declined for various reasons. It seems it will soon be revived; congratulations, congratulations."
Xu Miao sincerely praised Feng Zaixing, then pointed to the other party's twin hammers with some interest and asked,
"Your hammer-wielding movements are practiced, as if you're used to hammers. Is your sub-profession a blacksmith?"
"Yes, to be honest, brother, I'm a first-rank blacksmith, probably the youngest member of the association."
Feng Zaixing smiled and replied, not hiding his forging ability.
After Awakening his past life's memories, his Comprehension Ability doubled. Under the guidance of Zhen Hua and Mu Ye, he completed Hundred Refinement with the power of his Qi and blood, breaking the record created by Zhen Hua.
For him, forging was both a sub-profession and a way to temper his body and utilize his Qi and blood.
Upon hearing this, Xu Miao immediately gasped. He had asked casually, never expecting to uncover a peerless Genius who had broken the historical record for blacksmiths.
Becoming a blacksmith at six years old—didn't that mean his previous forging relied entirely on Qi and blood, without spirit power?
The Body Sect's inheritor was terrifying!
"Brother, tell me secretly, could your teacher be Lord Divine Craftsman?"
At this moment, Xu Miao seemed less like a Genius, muttering to himself, his initial pretense shattered.
Feng Zaixing nodded honestly, "It was just luck. I had the advantage of proximity, with two teachers guiding me. Becoming a first-rank blacksmith is truly nothing to speak of."
"Come, come, little brother, I see the weather is nice today. How about we become sworn brothers?"
Xu Miao's eyes burned with eagerness, filled with endless longing.
It proved that the name of a Divine Craftsman's inheritor had great deterrent power. A Genius, quite famous across the continent, lost his composure on the spot, making people laugh and cry.
Feng Zaixing's mouth twitched, thinking, "The rankings are indeed poisonous." He changed the subject, saying,
"My Spirit tells me there's a group of Wind Baboons not far away. Shall we go and slaughter them first?"
"Slaughter, slaughter, slaughter them all! Even if you find a Darkgold Terrorclaw Bear and ask me to fight it, I wouldn't frown."
Feng Zaixing turned his head upon hearing this, saying meaningfully, "I came here this time specifically looking for excitement. Are you not joking, old brother?"
"Brother, what are you saying? I am a young Genius with a known name on the continent, and my word is my bond."
Xu Miao was filled with heroic Spirit. There was no longer a trace of disdain in his eyes when he looked at Feng Zaixing. He had made up his mind to build a good relationship with him. His teacher was a Divine Craftsman, so he could very likely be the future Divine Craftsman!
The old Divine Craftsman's Heavenly Forging might not be his, but the new Divine Craftsman's could be!
"Hehe, if those idiots from the Long family knew that Brother Feng's forging teacher is His Excellency Zhen Hua, they would probably regret it until their intestines turned green, right? This might be the only chance I have in this life; I must seize it. Four-word Battle Armor is not a dream..."
As Xu Miao hurried along, he thought with anticipation... In the Spirit Transfer Pagoda, Mu Ye and Han Tianyi appeared calm and composed, but in reality, they were both observing the expressions of the two family heads in their own ways.
The Xuanming Sect Master was beaming. He had naturally thought of everything Xu Miao had considered. Such a young Prodigy like Feng Zaixing, with the potential to become a new Divine Craftsman, and with this early connection, would he be afraid to ask for a four-word Battle Armor to be crafted?
"Brother Mu, your disciple and my son are quite compatible. How about we let them interact more in the future, exchanging ideas and resources?" He proactively sent a sound transmission, probing Mu Ye's opinion.
The Xuanming Sect Master initiating a connection was exactly the situation Mu Ye wanted to see.
"Brother Xu's words are exactly what I had in mind. Young people should interact more; Zaixing still has much to learn."
"Brother Mu is right..."
Compared to the Xuanming Sect Master's smile, Long Zhan's face was as ugly as if he had eaten a dead fly.
All sorts of thoughts raced through his mind. Today, he had to make a decision that went against his ancestors.
Long Zhan suddenly looked up and said earnestly to Han Tianyi:
"Your Excellency Illusion Brain, today's expenses for the Body Sect and Xuanming Sect, please put them on my, Long's, tab, how about it?"
As his words fell, the three of them looked at him with some surprise, then understood.
The deterrent power of a Divine Craftsman and a Divine Craftsman's inheritor was immense, enough to make Long Zhan change his way of thinking.
After some polite pushing and yielding, Long Zhan successfully paid for two Spirit Ascension Platform tickets and Xu Miao's second Spirit's expenses—Mu Ye, of course, wouldn't mention that Feng Zaixing had only just fused with his Spirit today.
Having spent a large sum of federal currency, Long Zhan felt very at ease, musing:
"Nothing is more important than a four-word Battle Armor. When he comes out, I'll say a few good words. A small friction isn't worth offending a forging Genius with the potential to become a Divine Craftsman."
"As for Chen'er... it's not bad for young people to experience more setbacks. Losing to a Divine Craftsman's inheritor is not shameful."