Chapter 78

Facing Wang Meng's teasing, Suo Ming also revealed a long-lost smile.

"Give me the sword."

Suo Ming handed over the sword. While Wang Meng didn't comment on other things, when it came to understanding swords, even Wang Tian would have to step aside.

"Boss, I plan to exhibit the Lin series at this year's Hundred Treasures Hall, including swords and hammers."

"Great, let me give it a try." Touching the sword, Wang Meng felt a bit itchy.

Understanding one thing leads to understanding others. Although he wasn't a physical cultivator, he had seen Lin Ying's forging and had an unparalleled understanding of swords.

Suo Ming was taken aback, stepped aside, and began assisting Wang Meng. Wang Meng started hammering away. Sword cultivators didn't use force as conveniently as physical cultivators, but this wasn't a problem for Wang Meng. Watching the ordinary iron gradually take the shape of a sword, that wondrous feeling grew, just like when he refined pills.

Suo Ming watched from the side. It had to be said that while Boss might be mysterious, forging wasn't his forte. Of course, as a sword cultivator, it was understandable. Forging required continuity, and physical cultivators could directly output force, while sword cultivators had to use primordial energy to drive force, which were two different things.

Suo Ming couldn't see it, but Wang Meng was completely immersed, enjoying the process of the sword's birth. The more he did this, the more he missed "Silent." The only thing he couldn't let go of in his previous life was the Silent sword, and even now, he would rather choose a broken sword.

A very simple sword was born in Wang Meng's hands. It had a bit of the feel of the Silent sword, but it was far from it. However, it did make Wang Meng nostalgic.

He gently tapped the sword, which emitted a clear ring. He shook his head slightly, "Let's keep this sword."

This was also a way to remember Lin Ying. Although the time at the Pingfu Weaponry Shop was short, it was indeed very happy.

Suo Ming nodded solemnly. Regardless of how the sword turned out, it was a form of respect.

In the following days, the Thunderlight Hall was unprecedentedly busy. Almost everyone was preparing their works for the hall meeting, striving to make their temporary creations the best they could be.

Suo Ming was preparing his Lin series of eighteen weapons, Hu Jing was researching talismans and arrays. Without the deep reserves of other halls, they had to innovate. Zhou Qian, though reluctant to put in effort, also wanted to improve his explosive fire talisman. Ma Tian, on the other hand, was busy grooming "Little Darling," claiming it was for a good image.

Everyone could only remain silent. No matter how neatly Chi Hou was dressed, it wouldn't change others' impressions. Only someone with Tian's personality could be so naive.

Zhang Xiaojiang was active, running around everywhere. This was more in line with his personality. He had basically become familiar with the Thunderlight Hall, both inside and out.

In contrast, Wang Meng would go to the Pill Cauldron Pavilion whenever he had time, locking himself in to refine pills. The difficulty of second-grade pills was greater.

Of course, Wang Meng's focus at the Pill Cauldron Pavilion was no longer refining pills, but he had discovered that the pill fire seemed to affect the Heaven-Earth Spirit Locking Array. Although the fluctuations were very subtle, it gave Wang Meng a glimmer of hope.

Pill fire was a refining fire, capable of both external and internal refinement. Wang Meng knew that the top-level Three Pure True Fire could break all evil, making it extremely powerful. All kinds of Dao techniques could be transformed into attack methods.

During his pill refining, Wang Meng used his pill fire to probe the Heaven-Earth Spirit Locking Array. Although the array was massive, it wasn't unbreakable.

Pill fire was a typical strong attack. Wang Meng didn't bother to change locations and practiced the "Fire from Nothing" technique in the pill room. This was a basic technique for refining pill fire. Chen Haiguang didn't know what Wang Meng was doing inside. Sometimes he wanted to give some guidance, but seeing that Wang Meng didn't have that intention, he held back.

At the end of the day, Wang Meng emerged from seclusion and saw Chen Haiguang waiting outside. "Senior Brother Chen, is there something?"

Chen Haiguang pointed to the sky. "You're the last one. Junior Brother Wang is very diligent. Are you a sword cultivator, thinking of changing paths?"

Wang Meng smiled slightly. "Not at all. I just have some needs and need to refine a pill."

"I see. Although my pill refining skills are average, I have third-grade pill fire. If you need anything, just say so. Don't be shy." Chen Haiguang said, a look of pride on his face. Third-grade pill fire was rare in the Thunderlight Hall.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Wang. I won't be shy." Wang Meng bowed. This Senior Brother Chen had been quite helpful these days, opening many back doors for him.

"This time at the hall meeting, we will show the other sub-halls the depth and strength of our Thunderlight Hall!"

Chen Haiguang clenched his fist. His confidence was soaring, and he couldn't wait for the Hundred Treasures Hall to start.

The Thunderlight Hall was in a very active state, but while confidence was good, the gap in strength was still very obvious.

Hopefully, they could survive this blow.

Wang Meng's task during this period was to break through the thirteenth layer of the Life Mark. The combination of the Explosive Induction Technique and the Cultivating Essence Technique was becoming increasingly proficient.

The Hundred Treasures Hall wasn't just important to the Thunderlight Hall; other sub-halls also saw it as a preliminary competition before the major competition, and none of them would show weakness.

As the largest hall of the Holy Hall, the Dao Light Hall was full of talent. They wouldn't back down in any area, whether it was swords, pills, talismans, or even magical artifacts. This was a hard truth. The elders of the Hundred Treasures Hall wouldn't interfere, at least not openly. This was a competition among disciples.

"This time at the Hundred Treasures Hall, several grandmasters might come. I don't want to see any accidents. The Dao Light Hall must be the best."

This was a small-scale decision-making meeting of the Thunderlight Hall. Zhao Guang was also present. To quickly enter the core of the Dao Light Hall, Zhao Guang was not only good-looking but also had some skills.

The Dao Light Hall was open to all, regardless of where you came from. As long as you had talent, you would be given a chance.

"Senior Brother, rest assured. In every aspect, our Dao Light Hall is top-notch. We are well-prepared this time. Since the grandmasters are coming, we won't hold back and will give the other halls a comprehensive lesson."

Gongsun Wuching said calmly. He was the second-in-command of the Dao Light Hall.

"With Junior Brother Zhao's addition, we will definitely defeat the Fire Cloud Hall in the forging aspect."

A young female sword cultivator spoke, her voice clearly hinting at some interest in Zhao Guang.

Unfortunately, in such a circle, her actions could backfire.

"Yes, with Junior Brother Zhao, the Fire Cloud Hall will lose its glory."

Gongsun Wuching said, immediately putting a big hat on Zhao Guang. If Zhao Guang, from the Zhao family, couldn't obtain good magical artifacts, it would be embarrassing.

Zhao Guang smiled gently. "I will do my best."

He wasn't foolish and wouldn't make a pledge. He knew what these people were thinking. All Zhao family members were skilled with magical artifacts, but only a fool would display them at the Hundred Treasures Hall. Even if they won, it would leave a bad impression on the grandmasters. This was a dilemma, but it wouldn't trap him.

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