Chapter 75

Since it was decided to participate in the Hundred Treasures Hall Gathering, there was no point in hiding anything anymore. Hu Jing immediately issued a Thunderlight Announcement, starting the process of selecting participants for the Hundred Treasures Hall Gathering.

The original intention of the Hundred Treasures Hall Gathering was to allow the brothers of the Holy Hall to showcase their abilities and exchange resources. Over time, it evolved into a competition, where only the best items were dared to be shown, turning it into a stage for some branches to flaunt their strength.

This time, the Thunderlight Hall had no specific requirements for the Hundred Treasures Hall Gathering. Any brother could participate, and they could showcase anything they had.

After the announcement was issued, there was much discussion within the Thunderlight Hall. The supporters and opponents were clearly divided.

The great victory over the Cross Mountain Hall and the large amount of spirit stones indeed boosted the morale of the Thunderlight Hall, but a single victory could not change the essence of the Thunderlight Hall.

At the Hundred Treasures Hall Gathering, the main categories of items to be showcased were: pills, talismans, magical artifacts, messengers, and heavenly treasures. If the precious swords in the Sword Pavilion were still there, one could take one out to show off. Considering the face of the Thunder Ancestor, many people would still come to support.

But now...

Even those who supported the idea felt powerless. They wanted to showcase themselves, but did they really have anything worth showing?

They had to be prepared to be ridiculed, but did the weak have no self-respect?

Hu Jing and others had good intentions, but their high-minded ideals were too lofty for most people to achieve.

Because of the Hundred Treasures Hall Gathering, Wang Meng really needed to refine something.

Zhou Feng, after hearing Hu Jing's and others' plans, expressed his approval, "I've heard you mention Hu Jing many times. This little girl is really good, with the demeanor of a great general. Yes, next time she comes, let me see her. If she is as good as you say, I will take her as a disciple."

Zhou Feng started to offer favors again, as long as it could make Wang Meng delve into the world of pill refinement, anything was possible.

"Senior Elder Zhao said that Hu Jing is very suitable for pill refinement."

Zhou Feng was quite dismissive of this, as how could someone like Zhao Ya, who was only a half-baked talisman cultivator, compare to him? He was not concerned about Hu Jing, but about Wang Meng.

"... Where are you going with all these things?" Zhou Feng was anxious; this little one was about to run away!

"Of course, I'm going to the Thunderlight Hall. Hu Jing and the others asked me to help, and I can't just stay here all the time."

Wang Meng smiled.

"Your main task is to refine pills. It's much better here. Use my pill furnace; it's definitely good. With my guidance, I guarantee you will make a stunning debut at the Hundred Treasures Hall Gathering!"

Zhou Feng was anxious. Just as Wang Meng was getting into the rhythm, if he left, he might be tempted by sword cultivators again. What would he do then?

"Old Zhou, don't worry. I will definitely fulfill my promise. If Elder Lu causes you trouble, remember to call me, and we will face it together. Don't worry about pill refinement; I've learned the basics. If I have any questions, I'll come back to you. I've taught you the basic moves of chess; you should practice more."

Zhou Feng was helpless but had no choice. "You must remember to practice. Refining pills is like rowing against the current; if you don't advance, you will fall behind. Your talent is just average. If you don't work hard, we will lose face in front of those two women!"

"Don't worry, Old Zhou. I know what I'm doing." Wang Meng stuffed his bag. "Oh, if anyone else brings gifts, tell them to bring good wine."

Zhou Feng's face showed three black lines. It seemed this guy was treating him like a free wine cellar.

The actual situation of the Thunderlight Hall was indeed dire. Apart from Wang Bo, who was determined to guard the Thunderlight Hall, Zhao Ya and Wan Jing actually had other options. Xu Huang's fate had also made Wan Jing feel disheartened, but he couldn't let go of Zhang Xiaojian. If one day Wan Jing left, it wouldn't be surprising.

With Wan Jing's strength, he could become an elder or leave the Holy Hall to explore the outside world, possibly opening up a new horizon.

Although cultivation was mostly done by the disciples themselves, the lack of guidance from elders was indeed a mental burden.

The main hall had been silent all along. The original plan was to dissolve the Thunderlight Hall, but due to its victory over the Cross Mountain Hall in the hall battle, it gained a glimmer of hope. However, the main hall had no intention of increasing its investment, and no sword cultivator elder was interested in the Thunderlight Hall.

So, it remained in this state.

Ma Tian'er was very happy every day, especially after Wang Meng returned. If it weren't for the fear of disturbing Wang Meng's cultivation, Ma Tian'er might have gone to chat with him every day.

"Someone is in love again!" Liu Mei said.

"Y-Yes... Senior Sister," the little stutterer smiled.

"Xiao Tian, stop staring. That guy won't come to our Thunderlight Pavilion for no reason."

Liu Mei was indeed a bit annoyed. Wang Meng was really putting on airs, not even coming to see them after returning to the Thunderlight Hall.

Ma Tian'er didn't hear her at all. For her, waiting was also a happy thing because she could think of him. If Wang Meng suddenly came, it would be a pleasant surprise, and everything would be fine.

People can't resist thinking about things, and Wang Meng really came to the Thunderlight Pavilion.

"Big Brother Wang."

"Hehe, Xiao Tian, you look even prettier after a few days."

Ma Tian'er's face turned red instantly. "Where? Oh, right, what do you need?"

"Cough, cough, Tian'er, you need to be clear-headed. Let's do the math. Why do I feel like we always end up losing when he comes?"

"Senior Sister Liu is just joking."

"I'm not joking. Look at how Xiao Tian is all dazed. If you empty the Thunderlight Pavilion, she'll still be counting the money for you."

Liu Mei said this to help Ma Tian'er, a typical case of a sharp tongue but a soft heart.

Wang Meng smiled and took out a list. "I need these things."

"Okay, wait a moment, I'll go get them right away!" Ma Tian'er ran off.

Liu Mei sized up Wang Meng, who smiled back. "Does Senior Sister Liu always look at people like this?"

"Are you really confused, or are you pretending? Tian'er clearly likes you. What's your intention? If you dare to hurt her, I won't let you off!"

Liu Mei was like a mother hen protecting her chicks, and Wang Meng was the weasel.

Wang Meng smiled. "Senior Sister Liu, we are good friends, now and in the future. But I'm not suitable for her."

Liu Mei was taken aback, not expecting Wang Meng to be so straightforward. "You're quite direct. But even if you're not interested, you should be more tactful. Don't be too direct; Tian'er is a simple and innocent girl."

"I know, Senior Sister is a good person."

Liu Mei took a step back. "Don't tell me you like someone like me. I have no interest in you."

Wang Meng couldn't help but laugh. "Don't worry, I'm not worthy of Senior Sister Liu."

Liu Mei nodded. "Don't be discouraged. Actually, you're not bad. Work hard, and you will definitely find the right one."

Wang Meng nodded humbly, and Liu Mei was quite satisfied. Humility has a future.

Soon, Ma Tian'er brought the materials Wang Meng needed. "Big Brother Wang, do you need anything else?"

"That's all. Come over if you have time; I'll be in the hall for a while."

Wang Meng was just being polite.

Ma Tian'er nodded very seriously.

The little stutterer also managed to say a word. "Master... Brother Wang, please come... often... we... welcome you."