Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

Han Feng changed the subject.

"The Soul Hall, I know about that. I can tell you that the Soul Hall has almost no influence in the entire Southern Li Kingdom."

Xiao Tianbao replied, "You should know that the Southern Li Kingdom has extremely strict measures to govern souls. If an unmarked soul is found anywhere, the army will be dispatched immediately to investigate."

"The Soul Palace had previously been stationed in the Southern Li Empire, but it was quickly wiped out."

Upon hearing Xiao Tianbao's description, Han Feng nodded, recalling the unexpected events that had occurred when he first arrived in Chiyu City.

The Southern Kingdom does indeed have a strict policy on investigating souls and spirits.

However, on the other hand, this Crimson Emperor Armor is, after all, a ninth-grade sacred artifact, and people from the major clans will definitely recognize it, so it's best to use it with caution.

I don't care about myself, but it would be bad if the Xiao family were targeted because of this.

"Young friend Han, how about it? If you use the Crimson Emperor Armor to show off your skills at the weapon forging competition, you should be able to overwhelm all the other contenders, right?"

Xiao Tianbao said with a smile.

Han Feng nodded in agreement: "Alright, I'll go and see what the weapon-refining competition is all about."

Chapter 93 Weapon Forging Conference

At the gate of the Xiao family mansion, Han Feng was fully prepared to depart. Escorted by the Xiao family guards, the group headed to the Forging Pavilion to participate in the weapon-refining competition.

Forging Heaven Pavilion is the most powerful weapon-refining sect in the Southern Li Empire. Its sect leader is a three-star Dou Zun and an eighth-grade weapon-refining master.

The two unique skills of the Forging Heaven Pavilion, "Forging God Technique" and "Refining Heaven Hand", are famous throughout the entire Southern Continent.

The former is a rare soul technique, while the latter is a high-level Earth-rank combat skill with extremely unique effects, said to be able to refine all things in heaven and earth.

Even if such a sect were placed in the Central Plains, it would be considered a first-rate power.

During their journey, the convoy arrived at a city with a spatial wormhole. Han Feng threw out the puppet, which was at the level of a two-star Dou Zun, from his sleeve, planted a spatial anchor on it, and then sent it to Canaan Academy in the Northwest Continent on its own.

Upon receiving the order, the puppet vanished in the blink of an eye, heading towards the spatial wormhole.

Its body disappeared directly into the spatial wormhole, and the power of the void left no trace on it.

A Dou Zun powerhouse is powerful enough to traverse the void!

After finishing this small task, Han Feng continued on his way.

Although weapon crafting is not as popular as alchemy, it has its own unique uses.

Especially those of the eighth rank and above, which possess their own spiritual power, are fully capable of performing independent tasks.

Three days later, the convoy arrived at the foot of Tianduan Mountain.

People from all walks of life arrived one after another, and the small town at the foot of the mountain was bustling with activity and business was booming.

Inside the carriage, Han Feng, who had been calming himself, slowly opened his eyes, and the innate magnetic field within his body became somewhat active.

The Heavenly Forging Mountain before us is quite extraordinary.

Using his ability to sense the magnetic field of heaven and earth, Han Feng was able to detect that there was a rare spiritual vein hidden within Tianduan Mountain, and that it was of a high level.

The spiritual vein, formed by the accumulation of abundant spiritual ore, is a natural forging paradise; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a blessed land.

In such a place, whether it's cultivation, alchemy, or forging, one can achieve twice the result with half the effort.

In addition, Han Feng also sensed a massive aura formed by the entire mountain, as if some kind of powerful barrier formation had been set up, enough to threaten even a Dou Zun powerhouse.

"Mr. Han, we've arrived."

The elder from the Xiao family who was leading the team spoke respectfully to Han Feng.

Before setting off, he had already learned from the clan leader that this Mr. Han was a Dou Zong powerhouse and would represent the clan in the final match of the weapon-competition stage.

I will need to consult Mr. Han Feng on many matters related to this trip.

Han Feng stepped out of the carriage, nodded and smiled at the elder of the Xiao family, and then looked around.

Almost all the upper echelons of the weapon-refining sects in the Southern Kingdom have gathered in this small town.

"Is that the Xiao family?"

"Why is Xiao Teng bowing and scraping to a young man? Who is he?"

"I don't know."

In another convoy, people dressed in light green sect robes were discussing in hushed tones. They were cultivators from the Azure Blade Sect, a famous weapon-refining sect in the Southern Li Empire. They had ranked fourth in the previous competition, just managing to push the Xiao family down.

Facing their old rival, whose eyes held a hint of disdain, the members of the Xiao family clenched their fists, their hearts filled with humiliation.

The decline of the Xiao family is an objective fact that cannot be denied.

But who would willingly accept going downhill?

Han Feng glanced at the leader of the Azure Blade Sect. He was a cultivator at the Dou Zong realm, with his chest exposed and holding a blue curved blade. His stride was powerful and exuded an arrogant aura.

The other person's gaze swept over and met Han Feng's eyes.

Han Feng's smile remained unchanged as he nodded in greeting.

The other party snorted coldly and strode away with the cultivators from the Azure Blade Sect.

"That man just now was Bi Changtian, the sect leader of the Bi Dao Sect."

Xiao Teng introduced Han Feng, saying, "He is a four-star Dou Zong cultivator, and the large sword in his hand is a mid-grade seventh-rank spiritual weapon."

Han Feng nodded.

"Elder Xiao Teng, what place does the Xiao family aim for in this competition?"

Xiao Teng was stunned for a moment, then clenched his fist.

"Naturally... I will do everything in my power!"

Han Feng smiled.

"Then do your best, I look forward to seeing your performance."

Xiao Teng wanted to say that the Xiao family was not at a significant disadvantage in the weapon-refining competition, and had achieved relatively good results in the previous rounds. The real challenge lay in the final competition, which tested the sect's foundation.

Han Feng seemed to see through his thoughts, patted Xiao Teng on the shoulder, and said, "This time, just go all out. The Xiao family's weapon-refining foundation is no worse than any sect."

Xiao Teng's body trembled upon hearing this, and then he nodded emphatically.

This time, he absolutely cannot lose!

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Han Feng sat quietly resting in a spacious room.

He took out a brochure promoting the upcoming weapon-refining competition and started flipping through it.

The above contains an introduction to this weapon crafting competition and the final prizes.

As expected of the tournament hosted by the number one weapon-making sect in the Southern Li Kingdom, the prize for first place is actually an eighth-grade spirit ore!

These are materials for refining an eighth-grade spiritual weapon.

No wonder so many people are enthusiastic about it.

However, given the foundation of the Forging Heaven Pavilion, it has always dominated the top spot.

Ultimately, the first-place prize still belongs to them.

After reading for a while, Han Feng closed the booklet.

He also had a lot of spirit ore in his storage ring, all mined from the secret realm of the Broken Sky Mountain Range, so this reward was really nothing to Han Feng.

Let's see how far the Xiao family can go in this generation.

If Xiao Teng's weapon-refining skills are good enough to challenge for the championship of this tournament, then Han Feng wouldn't mind helping him out and bringing down the top-ranked Forging Heaven Pavilion.

As for whether the Xiao family deserves this honor afterward, that's a joke. Xiao Tianbao is, after all, the patriarch of the Xiao family. How could he really ignore his descendants?

The weapon-forging conference officially commenced the following day.

The Forging Heaven Pavilion removed the barrier at the foot of the mountain, and various sects went up the mountain one after another.

Along the mountain path, mist swirls around, and occasionally a few white cranes fly by, stirring up the cloud-like mist.

"This is a high-level spirit-gathering array..."

As soon as Han Feng stepped into the mountain gate, he sensed the difference inside.

Arrays and artifacts are inseparable; those who know how to refine artifacts also know some arrays, though not nearly as profound as array masters. And spirit ore is an excellent material for setting up arrays.

The concentration of natural energy in this place is almost one-third that of the Blood Pool in Tianshan.

It should be known that the Blood Pool of Tianshan is a famous blessed land, where the energy concentration at its highest can summon the tides of heaven and earth.

It's already quite remarkable that Tianduan Mountain has achieved one-third of that.

Moreover, this is only in the mountains. The mountaintop, as a gathering point of spiritual energy, must have other treasure lands. The effects there are estimated to rival those of the Heavenly Mountain Blood Pool.

Han Feng nodded secretly, but he wasn't particularly envious, because his Medicine Saint Valley was no less impressive than this place.

The group reached the mountaintop, where the view finally opened up and became clear.

The stewards of the Forging Heaven Pavilion led them to a large open space and assigned them seats according to their social standing.

Although the Xiao family has been defeated by the Bi Dao Sect several times, it is still one of the four major weapon sects, so it was placed on the highest platform.

Han Feng calmly took his seat, ignoring the surprised and suspicious gazes of the crowd.

"Why is the leader of the Xiao family different this year? Did something happen to Xiao Feng?"

Xiao Teng then stepped forward and explained, "Everyone, this Mr. Han is a contestant recommended by my Xiao family and will be competing in the final match."

Han Feng bowed respectfully, "My name is Han Feng. I have come to learn from you all after being grateful to Senior Xiao Tianbao for his guidance over the past few months."

"Well, young man, you think you can give this old man a try at such a young age?"

The sect leader of the Divine Mechanism Sect stroked his long beard and smiled faintly.

"Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers."

The owner of Hundred Refinements Manor also smiled.

They were all hundreds of years old, and they didn't take such a young man seriously at all; instead, they found it amusing.

Han Feng didn't offer any explanation, sat back down, and gave Xiao Teng a reassuring smile.

Xiao Teng's heart trembled slightly. He didn't really know Han Feng's true strength, but since he was a Dou Zong, he was more qualified than himself to face those old monsters.

Inside the venue, various factions engaged in heated discussions, ranging from debating the rules of the tournament to speculating on the outcome.

However, many people believe that after this conference, the Xiao family will be expelled from the Four Great Weapon Sects.

Actually, this guess is not wrong. The Xiao family members themselves are somewhat pessimistic. Weak is weak. The cultivation world is not a place for feelings. It is a dog-eat-dog world. If you fall behind, you will be beaten.

The real opportunity for the Xiao family to rise to prominence lies not in this conference, but in how Xiao Tianbao acts afterward, and how the rest of the Xiao family acts.

No sect lasts forever, nor does any dynasty last forever.

If you want to become stronger, you have to find your own future.

when!

The melodious sound of bells and tripods rang out, and Duan Hong, the master of the Forging Heaven Pavilion, finally made his appearance.

The Dou Zun expert arrived in an instant, and everyone in the arena fell silent due to the influence of his aura.

Duan Hong slowly sat down in the highest seat. He had long, jet-black hair, looked no more than forty or fifty years old, and possessed a profound and powerful aura.

He glanced indifferently at the entire room, his gaze lingering briefly on the Xiao family's seats.

"Thank you all for coming to my Forging Pavilion to participate in the weapon refining competition. This year's rules are a little different from previous years. You will know the specifics when the rules are announced. I won't waste any more time. Let the competition begin."

As soon as the words were spoken, the officials in the venue began to move around, and the weapon-refining competition began.

One by one, the weapon refiners entered the arena and began preparing for the competition.

The first round of weapon crafting tests forging skills, involving the forging of raw iron ore in one, ten, or even a hundred forgings.

It's not true that the more times you forge, the better. Different materials have their own optimal number of forgings. Sometimes, blindly pursuing a higher number of forgings can actually ruin the iron.

The specific degree is in the hands of the weapon refiner himself.

Participants are only allowed to use a few basic forging tools; some special tools are prohibited, which improves the fairness of the competition.

Han Feng watched as everyone below displayed their skills. Each contestant had an independent soundproof array under their feet, so it wouldn't be too noisy and would not interfere with the other's breathing rhythm.