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Chapter 711: Opening Eyes

Not long after Shadow Spike finished speaking, the stunning female disciple of Qianling Sect, with her alluring figure, was eliminated as a random space crack appeared.

Seeing this, Shadow Spike sighed and turned to Han Feiyu, saying, “Let’s go find teammates for the Battle Royale.”

“Don’t you want to connect with that senior sister? Who knows, you might end up as cultivation partners,” Han Feiyu said with a smile.

“Connect with her?” Shadow Spike clearly showed some interest.

“Leave this to me,” Han Feiyu said, walking over to the female disciple who had just exited the lives and deaths competition.

“Junior Sister, we would like you to team up with us for the Battle Royale. With your addition, a top 10 finish is guaranteed,” Han Feiyu directly invited her.

The girl was clearly taken aback, her beautiful face filled with confusion.

“Is this brother mistaken? I am a disciple of Qianling Sect; how can I team up with you?” the girl said softly, shaking her head.

“There are no rules against disciples of different sects teaming up.”

“We know the situation of Hidden Spirit Sect well, and you know Qianling Sect’s. This way, we can come up with strategies when we meet skilled opponents in the Battle Royale.”

“By combining our strengths, we might just score enough points to make the top 10,” Han Feiyu said with a smile.

Hearing this, the female disciple clearly seemed a bit tempted, her lovely face imagining what it would be like to be in the top 10.

“But my fighting strength is only above average in Qianling Sect,” she replied.

“Don’t worry, taoist friend; you just need to provide a little support, and we’ll take care of the rest,” Han Feiyu reassured her with a grin.

At that moment, a talented disciple from Qianling Sect appeared beside her.

“Friend, our sect’s girl doesn’t need to team up with you.”

“Little Qi, come with me; I’ll team up with you,” the talented disciple said and took the girl away.

The girl named Little Qi looked back to Han Feiyu and offered her apologies.

Just then, Shadow Spike appeared before Han Feiyu, speaking lightly.

“The target for the Battle Royale is clear. Anyone who dares to slap my brother Han’s face—I must poke another eye on his backside so he can see better next time.”

“I feel like you’re insulting me,” Han Feiyu responded, pouting.

Although Shadow Spike didn’t call Han Feiyu “Big Brother,” his address had already changed from “Junior Brother Han” to “Brother Han.”

“That’s not important; what matters is that we must set his sight straight this time,” Shadow Spike said, leading Han Feiyu toward the Battle Royale area.

There was a special place in the communication section for the disciples of the two sects, designed specifically for artifact masters and alchemists to exchange knowledge.

Ertie, as a master craftsman, had become the Senior Brother of the Hidden Spirit Sect’s artifact crafting lineage.

He was currently engaging with disciples from Qianling Sect’s artifact crafting line.

Though the number of disciples from both sects was small, there were still nearly a thousand combined, all treasured students of their respective sects.

The disciples from Qianling Sect’s artifact crafting lineage looked on enviously at Ertie.

This admiration wasn’t solely due to his status as a master craftsman, but because his master was an artifact great master, the renowned Grand Elder of the Hidden Spirit Sect.

Nowadays, thanks to Xu Fan’s words, the number of artifact masters in Qianling Sect was increasing day by day.

The Grand Elder of Qianling Sect would often take a stroll, avoiding the top beast clans and instead picking on those tribes that were neither too strong nor too weak.

Someone came straight to your door asking to borrow a master craftsman, just like that.

So now, Qianling Sect has a strong team of master craftsmen, and almost every disciple in the artifact crafting line gets to learn from a beast clan master craftsman.

But even with this, it took Qianling Sect a whole thousand years to produce just one master craftsman. That’s why the disciples turned their eyes to the artifact great master of the Hidden Spirit Sect, hoping to get some advice on the right path for their artifact crafting.

Then, all the artifact crafting disciples got a challenge.

“Use spirit iron and thousand-year mystic stone to forge a Spiritual Sword. The top scorer gets 5,000 points; the outstanding ones get 1,000 points; and the decent ones get 500 points.”

When the disciples saw this, they all laughed.

For human race craftsmen, forging a Spiritual Sword is usually the first step, and most master craftsmen’s first weapon is also a Spiritual Sword.

“5,000 points? That’s enough spirit ore to make two artifacts!”

“Forget about the 5,000; I’ll aim for the 1,000. If I save up, maybe I can get a spot to study at the Hidden Spirit Sect.”

“If I get to the Hidden Spirit Sect and learn how to forge a Star Ship, that’d be even better.”

The Qianling Sect disciples were excited. At first, they thought this exchange between the sects had nothing to do with them.

But after getting the notice, they were thrilled. Turns out, participating in the exchange could earn them points too.

With points, they could trade for all sorts of things, and if they saved enough, they could even take classes from the artifact great master.

A huge plaza was quickly divided into countless artifact crafting rooms for the master craftsmen to forge their Spiritual Swords.

All the craftsmen first checked the quality of the spirit ore, then started planning what kind of Spiritual Sword they’d make.

Ertie looked at the spirit ore on the table, then pulled out a spirit fire furnace, an anvil, and a big hammer.

He gave a wry smile as he started melting the spirit ore.

“After all these years, I still feel like I’m not a real master craftsman when I’m in this situation,” Ertie said, looking at the hammer in his hand. But he shook off the thought and started hammering the melted spirit ore.

The clanging of the hammer sounded like a beautiful melody.

Meanwhile, the second Battle Royale was about to start.

The last winner, Li Zishi, had shown incredible strength, but he almost lost in the previous Battle Royale, missing victory by a hair.

The Hidden Spirit Sect Disciples who tried to take him down felt a bit of regret. Their usual tactics had worked perfectly against Xiong Li, but they didn’t work on Li Zishi.

Just as Li Zishi finished the Battle Royale, he stepped out of the virtual world, feeling a bit shaken.

If he hadn’t used every trick he had, he wouldn’t have won first place.

This made him think: no matter how strong he gets, he should avoid fighting alone against many in the future. It’s just too exhausting.

“Xiong Li hasn’t even made a move yet, and just the teamwork of over ten Hidden Spirit Sect Disciples pushed me to the edge. That’s terrifying,” Li Zishi said.

Li Zishi’s once invincible mindset started to change, and his proud aura began to soften.

The Hidden Spirit Sect disciples noticed this and couldn’t help but sigh.

“Next time, he’ll be even harder to deal with.”

Back when the Hidden Spirit Sect fought against Xiong Li, they had their wins and losses.

Xiong Li always had this overwhelming attitude, which was why they often won.

But if Xiong Li ever decided to play it sneaky, it’d be really hard to take him down in the Battle Royale.


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