Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 1025 - 1023: Laugh at Me? I’ll Smash Your Faces!

Chapter 1025: Chapter 1023: Laugh at Me? I’ll Smash Your Faces!

Ren Feifan disregarded the surrounding mockery.

Let them curse—it mattered not to him, Ren Feifan; in the process of cultivation, the most taboo thing was to pay too much attention to others’ opinions!

A heart as still as water, that is the true path of the king.

At this moment, Ren Feifan’s eyes were calm, and as for how high a grade of sword he could forge, he had no clue.

Last night, under the guidance of the Sword Spirit, he completed a fourth-grade sword!

He would leave the fifth grade up to fate!

Take one step at a time.

An unexpected twist might occur.

Ever since his return to Huaxia, Ren Feifan had been creating miracles; this night would be no exception!

However, Ren Feifan did not know whether a sword refined using the Sword Fusion Art he improved would count as a forged sword.

While Ren Feifan was contemplating this, the grand sword forging competition officially began.

"Dong!"

As a distant bell toll sounded from the apex of Sword Forging Square, the entire venue fell into complete silence!

So quiet you could hear a pin drop.

As the echoes of the bell lingered in his ears, an elder, trembling, walked up leaning on a cane, step by step toward the center.

The elder’s eyes were calm, yet possessed an unprecedented depth.

Unfathomable.

He then turned around and fixed his gaze on every individual present.

At that moment, numerous Artifact Refiners slowly lifted their heads, their eyes filled with immense respect!

This was respect for a once legendary King!

Because he was an elder of the secular Artifact Refining realm of Huaxia, held in the highest esteem!

Elder Qu Zhonghe of Hidden Sword Villa, acclaimed as a master craftsman of weapons!

Once the sole sixth-grade Artifact Refiner in Huaxia, in his prime even members from the Hidden Gate showed him respect.

He was spirited and commanded respect!

However, a hundred years ago, such a talented refiner was destroyed by someone.

On a moonlit night, he was rendered unable to continue Artifact Refining when a group of mysterious assailants destroyed his hands.

The cruelty of the assailants was beyond human.

Even though Old Qu’s hands healed later, he could never return to that peak state again.

At this moment, a certain Master Wuyu also closed his eyes, his body trembling slightly—for some reason, tears fell.

At his level, he should have been able to live without desire or want, but he could not, solely due to the obsession in his heart!

It was this elder who made it possible for Master Wuyu to survive under the disdain of thousands at Hidden Sword Villa.

This elder had rescued him regardless of everyone’s opinion!

And for that, he had always been grateful!

Now, Qu Zhonghe had aged considerably, his body weak and trembling slightly; he lifted his cane with a trembling hand, a wisp of True Qi emanating outward as he proclaimed loudly, "In the name of the Grand Elder of Hidden Sword Villa, I announce the start of the fifty-ninth Sword Forging Competition!"

"Boom!"

The venue erupted into noise as countless cheers broke through the heavens!

After a while, when Qu Zhonghe gestured for silence, the cheering stopped, and he began to announce some information about the competition.

When he finished, he added:

"The path of sword forging is inevitably cruel; although this is but a competition, I hope it will ignite your fighting spirit and power, allowing the spirit of Artifact Refining in Hidden Sword Villa to endure and be passed on forever!

"Here, I’d like to say that the outcome of the contest is not important; what matters is whether you can gain some insights through this sword-forging competition. Of course, there are generous rewards for the winners, and they will be personally presented by the supreme owner of Hidden Sword Villa!"

Another gasp rose from the crowd!

After all, the owner of Hidden Sword Villa is an extremely mysterious figure.

Never seen by outsiders!

Even people within Hidden Sword Villa rarely meet her.

Nobody knows why this time she would personally present the awards!

There are rumors in the martial arts world that the participating owner is a breathtakingly beautiful woman!

Numerous people want to catch a glimpse of her face, but in the end, they find out they have no chance!

Because they simply aren’t qualified!

Old Qu continued, "Enough idle chatter, the great sword forging contest officially begins, the first challenge, Crystal Stone Refining! Since the most important part of sword forging is mastery over flames, this challenge is precisely a test of your control over flames. In this challenge, only fifty out of a hundred will qualify to proceed."

The competitors only need to use the Forging Furnace before them and the Crystal Stone to refine it into the object I’m holding in my hand."

Everyone lifted their heads, and when they saw a smooth sphere appear in the elder’s hand on stage, they were all stunned.

"Does Old Qu mean we have to use flames to refine it into this shape? How is that possible?"

"I feel like the first challenge is so hard, damn it, I’m going to be eliminated!"

"This must require at least a fourth-rank Artifact Refiner to achieve, right?"

"Look, many of the competing experts over there have already started."

Most people on the square panicked instantly upon seeing the question, and several contemplated giving up.

Some even tried their hand at it, but after several attempts, realized something was off. All sorts of bizarre shapes appeared, vastly different from the object in Old Qu’s hand!

Ren Feifan’s gaze swept over and noticed that a few people were controlling the Crystal Stone in the flames and continuously refining it, and there was faintly some circular shape forming!

Especially the elder at Forging Furnace number one, who was even pinching his fingers in a gesture, seeming to control the flames as they wrapped around the Crystal Stone, gradually becoming round!

The curvature was simply perfect!

Even Old Qu on the stage was fixating his gaze on position one, nodding continuously and mumbling, "Old Duan’s artifact refining, his flame control has already reached the pinnacle. He’s likely the candidate from Huaxia secular world most likely to break through to the sixth rank, but his cultivation is lacking. It may take another decade or so for him to reach that realm."

At that moment, even Elder Qiu began refining the Crystal Stone. He swept his gaze over Ren Feifan standing behind him and saw that the boy hadn’t even started and seemed to be daydreaming, apparently ready to give up on the first challenge.

Trash is just trash.

This is the disparity in strength.

He even didn’t forget to sneer mockingly, "Kid, just watch yourself get eliminated. Maybe you can take a nap, haha, you trash! Your master-disciple pair both are trash!"

Ren Feifan helplessly touched his nose and didn’t say a word as he watched Elder Qiu’s back, standing still, contemplating how to use the Nine Yang True Fire to accomplish the task.

Those in the crowd finally noticed Ren Feifan, and their laughter grew even louder!

"I told you, this kid can’t forge swords! Even if he can, it’s nothing more than a gimmick; how can he control flames?"

"The rest who couldn’t do it have already stepped down, right? Why is this kid still up there making a fool of himself?"

"Number one hundred, get down!"

Someone in the crowd shouted, and everyone joined in!

"Number one hundred, get down!"

"Number one hundred, get down!"

...

Up in the stands, the Desireless Monk’s body trembled, his face filled with shame! His own disciple had still come to this.

If he had known, he would have sent him straight back to the Sacred Gate. This situation was bound to affect Ren Feifan’s martial arts journey.

In the midst of countless jeers and doubts, Ren Feifan, who had stood unwavering, suddenly opened his eyes and spread out his palm, projecting a dazzling flame!

"Nine Yang True Fire, come forth!"