Chapter 41

In the blink of an eye, it had been seven days since the assessment at the Nine Great Academies' Martial Halls. The addition of new students brought much vitality to each academy's martial hall.

Dixing Academy was no exception, but some people were not happy. Ruohuan waited outside the Dark Forest for three days without seeing Qin Wentian, so she returned to Dixing Academy. At this moment, she sat in the stands of a training ground, watching the new students of Dixing Academy compete for rankings, but her heart felt somewhat uneasy.

Every year, when new students entered Dixing Academy, they would undergo a seven-day ranking battle to determine their strength rankings. This not only concerned the students' honor but also the resources they could enjoy. This was the best way to motivate the students, encouraging them to strive and become stronger. Competition brought motivation.

Today was the first day, and at this moment, Ou Feng was on the battle platform. Among the new students, Ou Feng was considered one of the more powerful. He defeated his opponent with a flourish.

Seeing this, a cold glint flashed in Ruohuan's smiling eyes.

She really liked that sunny boy. Did he really die in the Dark Forest? Today, he should have stood on this stage as well. Although he might not have been the most dazzling, he would eventually shine.

...

At the edge of the Dark Forest, two young men walked out, followed by a cute snow dog.

"The air here is so good," Qin Wentian looked at the town ahead and smiled. At this moment, his aura seemed to have changed slightly, and his eyes were brighter than before.

Now, he had activated all his body's acupoints, storing star energy. At the same time, he had thoroughly unblocked his star meridians, transforming them into a star wheel meridian, connecting them to his organs and reaching all parts of his body.

In the Body Refinement Realm, he had cultivated a perfect body. Entering the Star Wheel Realm, he had activated all his body's acupoints and connected them with the meridians, making his senses sharper and his movements more agile. All aspects of his physical abilities were comprehensively improved.

"The beauties of the imperial city, I'm coming," the fat man closed his eyes and took a deep breath, savoring the moment.

"Ha..." Qin Wentian kicked him directly, almost making the fat man fall over.

"Qin Wentian, you're too much," the fat man put his hands on his hips and glared at Qin Wentian. Then, seeing Qin Wentian turn to look at him, the fat man's气势 instantly deflated. Remembering how Qin Wentian had beaten him into a pig's head after his breakthrough, he could only mutter, "You're too mean to the fat man."

As he spoke, the fat man walked forward, and a faint smile appeared on Qin Wentian's lips as he followed. He couldn't blame him for disliking the fat man; the fat man was just too perverted. On the night before leaving Illusory City, the fat man had actually called a maid to his room to chat about life...

That was one thing, but the key was that when Qin Wentian returned after his cultivation, the maid looked at him with sleepy, pitiful eyes and said, "Young Master Wentian, did you need me?"

It was the middle of the night, and Qin Wentian had beaten the fat man up on the spot. You can be perverted, but don't use my name to flirt with girls.

However, thinking about the experience in the Illusory City castle, Qin Wentian was still puzzled. Who was the person who knew him and not only didn't kill him but treated him so well?

Arriving at the city gate, Qin Wentian was about to enter the city when he noticed a familiar figure outside the gate—it was Feng Ping.

"Master," Feng Ping, sitting on a large rock, saw Qin Wentian and his eyes lit up. He ran over quickly.

Seeing the dust on Feng Ping's body, Qin Wentian felt a warm feeling in his heart. He didn't expect Feng Ping to be waiting for him here.

"Why are you waiting here?" Qin Wentian asked.

"Hehe, I've been here for seven days. I didn't see you among the returning students, so I asked your senior sister. She waited for three days and then left. I had nothing to do, so I stayed here. You would definitely pass by here when you came out," Feng Ping smiled.

"By the way, Master, I've found a stable place," Feng Ping smiled again, seemingly thinking of something happy.

"Let's talk as we walk," Qin Wentian said.

"Okay," Feng Ping nodded and then introduced, "Among the major forces in the imperial city, there is a super-strong force called the Divine Armament Pavilion. This pavilion is very powerful, mainly selling divine weapons, but it also operates various treasures. They claim that as long as you want to buy it, the Divine Armament Pavilion can get it. Especially in terms of divine weapons, they have the most varieties. Therefore, the Divine Armament Pavilion employs many guest alchemists to forge weapons for them."

"However, they are different from the Star River Guild. They don't take missions; they just sell treasures. Now, I am a guest alchemist at the Divine Armament Pavilion."

"Good. What do they offer you for helping them forge weapons?" Qin Wentian asked.

"Guest alchemists of different ranks enjoy different benefits. For example, they can practice different levels of martial techniques and divine abilities in the Martial Dao Pavilion. They receive a fixed amount of essence stones and star meteorites every month. High-ranking guest alchemists enjoy very good treatment at the Divine Armament Pavilion, even surpassing the Star River Guild," Feng Ping continued.

Qin Wentian looked thoughtful. It was indeed a very good choice for Feng Ping to become a guest alchemist at the Divine Armament Pavilion. He could do what he was good at—forging weapons—and also gain benefits. In the future, if he wanted to do something, it would be much more convenient, such as obtaining star meteorites for cultivation through Feng Ping.

"Feng Ping, if you have a second-rank divine pattern, can you forge a second-rank divine weapon?"

"Understanding divine patterns is very difficult and cannot be achieved overnight. Even if you understand them, it takes many attempts to engrave them well. But if I can truly master a second-rank divine pattern, forging a second-rank divine weapon is not a problem."

"Good. Let's go to the Divine Armament Pavilion. This time, I will engrave the divine pattern, and we will work together to forge a divine weapon. After it's done, see if you can get me a few star meteorites," Qin Wentian said thoughtfully. Although he had broken through to the Star Wheel Realm, he had not yet opened the star gate. Opening the star gate required the power of a vast star, and he had not succeeded in the past few days. He might need to use star meteorites.

Also, the little star figure in his mind needed a vast amount of star power to trigger. If he relied on the star power in his body and then absorbed more from the martial destiny stars, it would be too slow.

"If we can forge a second-rank divine weapon, getting star meteorites should not be a problem," Feng Ping's face lit up. The imperial city had a large population, and many martial cultivators were eager for divine weapons, especially adventurers. A divine weapon in hand could save their lives in critical moments.

"Why didn't we see anyone using divine weapons in the Dark Forest?" Qin Wentian asked Fan Le.

Fan Le had been listening and secretly cursed this freak. He actually understood divine patterns, which were very profound and time-consuming. Most people were unwilling to spend too much time on them.

"Students can't bring divine weapons to the assessment. Do you think the academy teachers are all fools?" The fat man looked at Qin Wentian with disdain.

"You're right," Qin Wentian shrugged and smiled. As he walked, he saw many people carrying weapons.

The Divine Armament Pavilion was located in the fourth district of the imperial city, where many powerful families and the Star River Guild were situated. The roads were wide, and the buildings were grand. The people coming and going were all extraordinary.

"That's the Divine Armament Pavilion," Feng Ping pointed to a large, magnificent building complex. Many people entered and exited, making it one of the favorite places for the nobles and wealthy in the imperial city.

"Master, do you want to go in and take a look?" Feng Ping asked.

"No need. Take me directly to your forging place, and let's start forging," Qin Wentian replied. He wanted to open the star gate and condense his second star soul as soon as possible, and then go to Dixing Academy to 'thank' certain people for their 'special treatment' in the Dark Forest.

Those people wanted him dead, but this time, he would disappoint them. He was destined to enter Dixing Academy.

Of course, before that, he needed to condense his second star soul and improve his strength. After all, Dixing Academy was full of strong people.

Feng Ping led Qin Wentian around the main building of the Divine Armament Pavilion and entered the inner courtyard from the side. The prosperity of the main hall was supported by the operation of this inner courtyard.

Like at the Star River Guild, Feng Ping, as a guest alchemist of the Divine Armament Pavilion, had his own independent forging hall. He also had two apprentices to assist him. There were many types of weapon blanks and forging materials, and the flames under the forging furnace could be adjusted in strength. The forging environment was no worse than that of the Star River Guild.

"Master, what type of divine weapon do you want to forge?" Feng Ping asked as they approached the area where the weapon blanks were stored.

"You choose. Pick the one you are most skilled at. I have understood a second-rank divine pattern that suits any divine weapon. If there are no problems on your end, this second-rank divine pattern should be able to create a second-rank divine weapon."

"Then let's forge a bow," Fan Le suddenly interjected.

Qin Wentian rolled his eyes and ignored him. A bow was one of the hardest divine weapons to engrave, with its long, curved shape making it difficult to carve the divine pattern.

Feng Ping ultimately chose a sword blank and prepared to forge a sword. After carefully selecting the forging materials, Feng Ping began the smelting process. Qin Wentian sat down and quietly pondered the second-rank divine pattern he had mentioned. It was a rather complex composite divine pattern. Qin Wentian carefully analyzed the divine pattern lines in his memory and then used star power to trace them in his star wheel.